Fifteen days later, the pale green water of the medicinal spring gradually turned into a clear, transparent color. Whether they were cultivating or resting by the spring, everyone understood that this cultivation had truly come to an end.
Of the twenty people, excluding the three freaks, twelve people broke through to the next level, and those who didn't also saw a significant increase in strength. Therefore, everyone was very satisfied with the results of their training.
"The sect has paid a heavy price for this cultivation journey. You are all elites of Medicine King Valley, able to enhance your strength with the help of the medicinal spring. After returning, you must be even more diligent. There are no shortcuts in cultivation. If you lack talent, you must make up for it with hard work. Do you all understand?"
Ye Xiruo's lips twitched. Ying Xun's leadership style was truly amazing, but the disciples of Medicine King Valley had fervent expressions on their faces. They were clearly brainwashed fans; it was unclear whether all the senior disciples were this popular within the sect.
Yingxun led the disciples of Medicine King Valley not back the way they came, but instead went directly to a very hidden little cave next door, where a small teleportation array was inscribed.
After the prepared spirit stones were placed inside, ten people stepped inside, and in a flash of light, they disappeared. Once the teleportation array cooled down, more spirit stones were placed inside, and the remaining ten people went in.
Ye Xiruo felt a burst of multicolored light flashing before her eyes, and a slight spatial tearing force constantly suppressing her body and soul.
However, as expected of a teleportation array, it landed on the ground in just one minute.
This was a wide square, and the group that had left earlier was still there. Several elders sat at the front of the square, surrounded by a group of people.
Ye Xiruo tugged at Zishu's sleeve: "Senior Brother, what's going on?" Why does it feel like we're being watched?
Sure enough, an old man with a white beard and a gourd hanging from his waist stood up, smiling as he looked at the twenty people, especially scanning the three freaks over and over again. He then nodded in satisfaction: "A total of fourteen people have broken through. It seems you haven't been slacking off and have been cultivating very diligently. There are some hidden talents among you. Your elders are here, and they must be very satisfied with your achievements."
The three perverts exchanged a glance. Okay! Their master probably won't show up.
Soon, apart from the three freaks, everyone else stood behind their masters and began to recount the arduous fifteen days of cultivation.
The most notorious group was the middle trio of perverts. The baby-faced one trained for eight days and then spent his time sleeping, drinking, and gambling. The eldest brother trained for ten days, and the other two started drinking and playing chess. The guy in black with the radish-like head trained for eleven days, and the three of them drank, gambled, and ate and drank together, just like on vacation.
As a result, all sorts of inquisitive and meaningful gazes began to fall on the three perverts. What was with that look of disappointment and resentment and regret?
Is there something on our faces?
"Oh no, Senior Brother Yingxun, you forgot to cover your mouth when you came out. Now they probably know about your glorious achievements."
Zishu shook his head: "These people are really ungrateful. They don't even realize that we were drinking and talking about life by the medicinal spring so that they could cultivate better. You should know that when I cultivate, even I'm afraid of myself." However, the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage does require a lot of energy. If Zishu lets himself cultivate freely, the others can forget about cultivating. If they want to break through, they'll be lucky if they don't vomit blood in frustration and their strength regresses.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the trio of perverts remained calm and composed, showing no remorse for their actions.
The elders exclaimed, "Something's not right here!"
Soon, Yingxun received a telepathic message from several elders, and patiently explained the situation.
Soon, the elders' expressions changed, their eyes filled with affection and admiration, making Ye Xiruo's lips twitch. These old men's acting skills were Oscar-worthy; the speed at which they changed their expressions was astounding!
After the elders fully expressed their apologies, they turned their criticism on their disciples: "How could I have accepted such a thing as you in the first place? Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you even slander your senior brother. You are truly guilty of a heinous crime."
“Master, everything I said is true, I haven’t hidden anything from you! Master.”
"You only see them drinking, eating meat, and talking about life, but why don't you look at their cultivation levels? They're so young, at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, so young, at the peak of the Golden Core realm, so young, at the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm! Do they need to cultivate anymore? Isn't it just so they don't discourage you and affect your cultivation? They're not kind-hearted people."
"Master, I misunderstood my senior brother. I will go into seclusion after I return."
The seventeen people who should have been showered with care and concern by their master are now suffering in silence. They are heartbroken and cannot express their pain.
How unlucky they were to be with this freakish trio! Now their master is going to despise them to death.
"Since everyone is alright, I'll head back now."
"Okay." That smile was as warm as a spring breeze!
"Are they like this all the time?"
"More or less!" Yingxun said with a hint of helplessness.
After the three parted ways, they all went home to wash up and go to sleep. Their strength had increased dramatically in the past few days, but their food and sleep quality had dropped drastically, so it was time for them to get a good night's rest.
To avoid being woken up by hunger, Ye Xiruo swallowed a fasting pill before going to sleep, giving herself a thumbs up for her cleverness.
Sure enough, with the fasting pill, Ye Xiru slept for three whole days before stretching and getting out of bed.
"Ah! Senior Brother, what are you doing here?" I was so scared.
"Junior Sister, I've brought you some food." Zishu pointed to the leftovers on the table and looked at Ye Xiruo with a smile.
"Then we really have to thank Senior Brother properly." Ye Xiruo gritted her teeth.
"I saw that my junior sister was still eating and wouldn't wake up, so I ate first."
"I'm not hungry." She said calmly.
Zishu shook his head; only a fool would believe that.
"I took a fasting pill." Ye Xiru tidied her messy hair, securing it with a white jade hairpin, and went inside to change her clothes. Her senior brother was really going too far. She wondered what he'd been eating all these years on Mount Ling.
When Ye Xiruo came out, the table was already full of steaming, fragrant food. She picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
"Didn't you take the fasting pill?"
"That stuff has no taste, nobody would like to eat it."
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