Lu Qingchuan replied seriously: "Indeed, but I have already declined and do not plan to go out in the short term."
"Teacher knows that you have a cold personality and don't like to interact with others." Rong Xi said earnestly.
"However, the great way is boundless. Working in isolation is the worst strategy. Blindly burying oneself in cultivation will only lead to complacency and is the most foolish approach.
For this trip to the Misty Mountains, not only will our Guiyi Sword Sect send Nascent Soul cultivators, but several other sects in the Eastern Region will do the same.
If you are willing to join this operation, you can not only demonstrate your strength and establish prestige among the new disciples, but also contribute to the unity within the sect. You can also exchange cultivation experiences with masters from other sects and learn from each other, achieving multiple goals at one stroke."
The sect leader also had another intention, which was to let Lu Qingchuan interact more with new disciples, and accept those who he thought were promising as his disciples, so that they could contribute to the development and growth of Guiyi Sword Sect.
Lu Qingchuan refused without hesitation: "Disciple wants to guide Yun Yuan in cultivation."
Rong Xi shook his head, seeming helpless.
"Don't worry about that. I have more experience than you in guiding people to practice. Just go to the Misty Mountains and I will take good care of her."
Lu Qingchuan felt weird, as if something was wrong, but he had no idea what was going on.
Seeing his reluctance, Rong Xi frowned, "You're not still thinking about practicing dual cultivation with Yun Yuan, are you? You were the one who destroyed the Lufu Palace's cultivation techniques. Now, the two of you are no longer suitable for each other."
Lu Qingchuan pursed his lips, "Disciple has never thought about dual cultivation."
"Master knows that you are a down-to-earth person who disdains taking shortcuts." Rong Xi said, "No matter how hard you work, you can only cultivate your five spiritual roots to the foundation-building stage. There is no need to waste your time on a relationship that is destined to be short-lived."
Lu Qingchuan lowered his head and said coldly: "Master, you misunderstood. I have no feelings for Yun Yuan."
Rong Xi raised an eyebrow and said, "If you have no feelings for her, there's no need to waste time on her. Leave the care of her to me. Besides cultivation, the most important thing for you now is to train your mind. It's always necessary to go out more."
Lu Qingchuan was persuaded and thought Rong Xi was really thinking about him, and he was grateful in his heart.
"Disciple will follow Master's instructions. During my absence, Yun Yuan will be handed over to Master."
Rong Xi raised his lips and smiled: "Master will take good care of her."
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Huofeng, Ran Nishang couldn't come up with 6.1 million high-grade spirit stones, so she tried to coax her father into giving her money.
"Dad, just give me the spirit stone. That egg is truly my chance. This feeling is so mysterious that I can't explain it, but I will definitely not lie to you."
Ran Nishang was extremely anxious. As long as she didn't have the egg, she would feel uneasy, always worried that someone would snatch it away.
Huofeng Elder Ran Fentian sighed helplessly.
"It's not that I won't give it to you, but six million one hundred thousand commodity spirit stones are really too much. Our family is in decline and can't provide resources to support us. I have saved all my money through hard work over the years, and I also want to make you a natal sword."
Sword cultivators don't make as much money as alchemy cultivators and talisman cultivators. It costs money to forge weapons and upgrade spiritual swords. Many people are very poor. It is a miracle that Ran Fentian can save so much money.
Ran Nishang said hurriedly: "Don't worry about the natal sword yet, my daughter hasn't reached the Nascent Soul stage yet, but I must have that egg."
Ran Fentian said with a stern face: "Tell me the truth, what is so magical about that spirit beast egg?"
Ran Nishang was silent for a moment, then told the story of being reborn from her previous life.
Ran Fentian was shocked, but he did not think that his daughter had come back from her previous life. He just thought that she had a precognitive dream.
He looked unconvinced: "You said that the woman that Reverend Rong Xi brought back will ascend to the upper realm in the future?"
Ran Nishang nodded affirmatively: "Yes, Dad, our family has been struggling for thousands of years, and no one has been able to ascend. How can she, a woman born in Lufu Palace and bearing children, deserve such treatment? I don't accept it! If my daughter had her opportunity, she would definitely not be worse than her."
Ran Fentian: "So you want to snatch her opportunity?"
"What's the point of snatching?" Ran Nishang said, "Since I was reborn, the memory of my past life is my greatest opportunity. As long as the thing is not in that woman's hands, it will definitely be mine if I snatch it."
Ran Fentian hesitated: "Everything in the world has its destiny. If you break it by force and are contaminated by karma, the heaven will be angry, and even your father can't protect you."
"Dad, think about it. Since Heaven has allowed me to be reborn and hasn't erased my memories of my past life, it must have tacitly allowed me to snatch Yun Yuan's opportunity."
Ran Nishang said angrily, "What I want to buy now is a phoenix egg. If Dad is not interested, then forget it. Let that woman from Lufu Palace step on us and continue to ascend to heaven like in the last life."
Of course, Ran Fentian also wanted the phoenix egg. It’s a divine beast, who wouldn’t like it?
But some things still need to be clarified.
"How did you die in your previous life? Was I still alive then?"
Ran Nishang paused and lowered her head: "I was killed by the demon cultivators, and you also died to protect me, Dad."
"What a devil cultivator!" Ran Fentian slammed the table and stood up: "What's the name of that devil cultivator? Dad will go kill him right now."
"Don't ask Dad yet." Ran Nishang stamped her feet: "The most important thing now is the divine beast egg. I also gave a deposit of 100,000. Before Yun Yuan regrets it, let's go to the market and bring back the divine beast egg."
Ran Fentian was still reluctant to give the spirit stones. He had saved them bit by bit, and he couldn't stand Ran Nishang's constant urging.
"Forget it, I'll listen to you this time." He said to Ran Nishang, "But remember, this was originally meant to be used to forge your natal sword. If you spend it today, you can't ask me for more later. I really don't have any spirit stones."
"I understand, Dad." Ran Nishang was relaxed and didn't care at all.
Isn't it just her natal sword? Just wait a little longer, and the immortal sword Yun Yuan obtained in her previous life will appear in the world, and she can just grab it.
She pulled Ran Fentian's sleeve: "Let's go quickly."
Some disciples heard the news and waited in the market town specifically to verify the truth of the rumor.
So under the gaze of thousands of eyes, Ran Fentian handed over the remaining spirit stones, and Ran Nishang took the divine beast egg into her arms.
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Yun Yuan slept comfortably and woke up to find herself in Feixue Peak's room. She sat up quickly, wondering who had brought her here.
She imagined the scene of Lu Qingchuan using his spiritual power to lift her onto the bed, covering her face. She was not a good sleeper, so that scene must be so "beautiful".
Feixue Palace was quiet. Yun Yuan stood up and walked out of the room. The empty space was filled with the echo of her footsteps. She walked all the way to the door but did not see Lu Qingchuan.
Snowflakes fell silently, and Yun Yuan stared at the gray sky in a daze.
Rong Xi stood on the roof, his black hair flying in the wind and snow, his dark purple robe rustling, and he quietly observed the person under the eaves.
Snow mist filled the air. She stood alone under the eaves, stretching out her white and tender fingers, letting the crystal clear snowflakes fall into her palms.
The white flowing skirt danced in the wind, the hem swaying like a blooming extreme cold flower. The exposed side face was white and delicate, so beautiful that it didn't seem like she was from this world.
Time seems to stand still at this moment.
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