Chapter 11 The Wish to Become an Apprentice is Immortality
How dare they insult his sect! This is intolerable!
"you!"
Meng Yingyang gritted his teeth, his robes fluttering, and his spell was already in effect. However, a flash of white light appeared, and then his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
Ji Mingran turned his head in surprise.
Boss Jiang kept his eyes tightly closed, made a hand seal with one hand, pointed at the paper figure on the ground with the other, and chanted incantations very quickly.
Ji Mingran looked in the direction Boss Jiang was pointing and was surprised to find that the paper figure that Meng Yingyang had knocked to the ground was now floating silently on the ground, but it was now being suppressed by Boss Jiang's magic and could no longer move.
“He was lucky to have come back just in time.” Boss Jiang opened his eyes and glanced at Ji Mingran. “If he had hit you just now, he would have been devoured by the formation. And since you were powerless to control it, after the formation swallowed him up, you would have been next.”
"Xiao Can said you'll be back today." Ji Mingran wasn't without a plan. "If the formation backfires, it will devour the enemy first and then the person who set it up. Meng Yingyang can probably hold out for a while, long enough for you to return. If all else fails, I'll escape while he's fighting for his life."
Boss Jiang rolled her eyes. She knew it: "How dare you! How did you manage to provoke the Hongqi Sect?"
“I just happened to obtain a soul and want to hide it,” Ji Mingran said truthfully. “You once stuffed a corpse ghost into a coffin, so the coffin should be able to hide this soul as well. And… and I want to try the formation you used that night.”
Boss Jiang asked her to read, and she read diligently. However, the text was obscure and difficult to understand, and memorizing it was a challenge. She spent her days staring at the floor in the yard, pacing back and forth, repeatedly chewing on the text. As she read, she suddenly realized that some of the words in the long passages she was reading formed a strange shape, and this shape was similar to the pattern of the floor tiles in the yard.
She flipped through the other pages and found that the shape of the text on one of the pages was exactly the same as the shape of the paper figure that had been placed on the night she first met Boss Jiang.
I went to ask Xiaoshen. Xiaoshen frankly admitted that the boss had set up a formation in the courtyard.
The array set up on the ground in the courtyard is a domain blessing array, designed to enhance the abilities of those designated by the array master. The array that Boss Jiang used to subdue the corpse demon that night is called the evil-subduing array.
The shapes on the ground were readily available, and there were also paper figures on hand.
Pronounce the characters that form the shape accurately, first the domain blessing, then the exorcism.
Yu Yuerong's soul was successfully sealed.
If Meng Yingyang comes knocking tonight, then let's try sealing him off.
“I have obtained a soul.” Boss Jiang stood up from the coffin lid. At the same time, the paper figures closest to him suddenly came to life and swayed over from both sides, lifting the coffin lid.
Boss Jiang pulled out a soft, round, white, misty object with a hazy fluorescent glow, which lay limply in his palm.
It was the soul of Yu Yuerong that she had hidden away.
Boss Jiang lowered his eyes and looked closely, then asked, "Who provoked first?"
"She provoked me first."
"A counterattack is acceptable, but we need to think things through carefully and avoid implicating our own people." As he spoke, Boss Jiang curled his fingers and flicked the soul, which twitched incessantly.
When this matter was mentioned, Ji Mingran also felt guilty. She had been alone for a long time, but this was the only thing she hadn't thought through. She said to Xiaocan with a bitter face, "I'm so sorry for making you suffer."
"It's alright, I have a protective magic treasure on me." Xiao Can smiled warmly. He stood not far away and did not leave. "It's just that the man's magic treasure is incredibly powerful. He asked me about your identity, and after I said that I was a new apprentice, he put me into his bag. At first, I didn't feel anything was wrong, but after a while, I felt my mind gradually becoming unclear."
"Demon-Subduing Pouch. No wonder he's the most beloved disciple of the Hongqi Sect Leader, he even gave him this." Boss Jiang tossed the brocade pouch between his fingers as he walked toward Meng Yingyang. "And he dares to use this to harm my people."
She bent down, easily picked up Meng Yingyang, and threw him, along with his luminous white soul, into the coffin.
Several paper figures immediately covered the coffin lid, sealing it tightly without leaving even the slightest gap.
"This matter is settled. Come with me." Boss Jiang walked into the doorway in the middle of the courtyard, his cane landing beside Ji Mingran. Ji Mingran picked it up and followed him hesitantly.
"Boss Jiang, do you want me to continue reciting?" The memory of the dusty study room was still fresh in her mind. She covered her eyes, nose and mouth with her hands, leaving only a small gap, and carefully stepped into the room.
There wasn't a speck of dust.
Ji Mingran was stunned; this was not the study.
The room is bright, spacious, and clean, and is a square living room.
Coffee tables and chairs are placed in the center and on both sides of the hall.
The same door leads to different spaces?
Boss Jiang sat slumped in the chair in the middle, boneless, holding a cup of hot tea served by Xiaoshen. He looked at Ji Mingran, who was limping over, and said, "Your injury hasn't healed yet."
"Yes, that's right. The doctor said I need to rest a bit more." Ji Mingran came to his senses and handed the bundle he had been carrying to Boss Jiang. "Boss, I've made the talisman you requested."
"Put it aside. Xiao Can told me," Boss Jiang nodded, "He said you made all the paper figures, and even memorized the books. That really surprised me."
Judging from Boss Jiang's expression, the mission has been accomplished.
With the monthly payment in sight, Ji Mingran felt at ease and asked, "I wonder what you, boss, plan to do with the person in the coffin?"
"With the soul you've tormented like this, it will take three to five years to return to its original form, and at least ten years to recover to the state of an ordinary person. As for Meng Yingyang, he's proud and wouldn't tell anyone unless it's a fight to the death." Boss Jiang sipped his tea, looking completely at ease.
"Just cast a silencing spell and send it back. No one can undo it anyway, and I don't need to bother destroying the evidence."
"No," she added, not forgetting to remind him, "the coffin is on your tab; you can do whatever you want with it."
Ultimately, she had to bear the cost of her own coffin. Ji Mingran's heart bled, but she knew that Boss Jiang's protection of her was already a great favor, so she straightened her attitude and said, "Thank you, Boss, for letting me buy on credit."
“Work hard from now on. At this rate you're accumulating debt, you might end up doing odd jobs for me for the rest of your life,” Boss Jiang complained. “Speaking of which, why do you want to become a cultivator?” He then handed the teacup to Ji Mingran.
Ji Mingran hurriedly stepped forward to take the teacup, preparing to turn around and tidy up. "Cultivators have convenient spells." Of course, the main point is, "Moreover, cultivators live long lives, and I want to live to be a hundred."
"A hundred years old?" Boss Jiang raised an eyebrow and said disdainfully, "Only a good-for-nothing who doesn't even know the ropes would die so young."
"Can you live any longer?" Ji Mingran's hand trembled, and he almost spilled the tea.
“My disciple, you must do something for me. This matter is extremely difficult, tantamount to courting death,” Boss Jiang said frankly. “If you only want to live a long life, there are sects everywhere in this world. Just choose one, join it, and cultivate diligently.”
Ji Mingran knelt down immediately. “Survival of the fittest. If I want to live forever, I must find the most powerful master and become the strongest person. This is the most important thing. Difficulties along the way are nothing but fleeting clouds. If I die because of this, it means that I am nothing special. Even if I survive, it will not last long. The most powerful person I have met right now is you, Boss Jiang.”
"The world is vast, and I haven't seen anyone more capable than me, but there might be some."
"If I meet someone else in the future, that's a matter for the future. I live for today, not tomorrow. I hope you will accept me as your apprentice." Ji Mingran said firmly.
"To survive to this day... you really know how to plan. I've never seen anyone who is both so attached to life and so reckless." Through the misty steam, Boss Jiang's gaze fell on Ji Mingran's legs.
Because of the kneeling posture, the hem of the dress could no longer cover the ankles wrapped in layers of cloth, and the originally white cloth strips were stained with scarlet blood.
The girl's face was pale, and she remained silent, revealing not a trace of her emotions.
Only the teacup held in both hands rippled slightly.
"The appearance of the thousand-year-old corpse demon is due to the abnormal changes in the Heavenly Dao's fortune. I discovered some time ago that the Heavenly Gate is about to reappear," Boss Jiang said slowly. "Right now, I truly have no one I can use."
She bent down and offered the teacup, saying, "I will fulfill whatever the boss wishes."
She just did it.
Boss Jiang stared at Ji Mingran for a long time before finally saying, "Okay." She took the teacup, tilted her head back, and drank it down, turning the cup upside down so that not a drop fell.
Ji Mingran sincerely kowtowed three times, "Thank you, Master."
“I don’t like being called ‘Master.’ Please continue to call me ‘Boss.’” Boss Jiang said dryly.
"Thank you, boss." Ji Mingran readily complied.
Xiao Can, who had been silent for a long time, clapped his hands and beamed with joy when he saw that the situation was settled. "Great! Great!"
"Go back and rest." Boss Jiang fiddled with his teacup, seemingly studying the pattern inside. "If we delay any longer, that kid outside will probably burst in."
Ji Mingran was struggling to get up when he paused.
Yu Tianxing is here? How could he be able to move when he's half-paralyzed from his injuries?
"I've taught you the moves, given you the Life Sword, and brought you here," Boss Jiang said with a sneer. "Your contribution of half a Healing Pill wasn't entirely in vain."
"How did the boss know?" Ji Mingran asked in surprise, feeling that she had concealed it quite well.
When Yu Tianxing was injured in his lungs and internal organs, even if the corpse poison was cured, he would still not escape death.
The healing pill was something she had forced Yu Tianxing to obtain, but seeing that Boss Jiang was unwilling at first, she lied and said she wanted half a pill for herself.
Boss Jiang sneered, "Adding insult to injury. If you had really taken that half pill, you wouldn't have been bitten by the dog. You deserve it."
Clearly, Boss Jiang was well aware of her deeds.
She looked at the culprit.
Xiao Can's eyes sparkled, and he gave her a sly smile.
The handsome young man, hidden in the night, stared intently at the tightly closed wooden door, his gaze deep and unwavering.
"Why are you here?" the child asked, frowning.
The person who crashed into the wall should be resting and recuperating.
"You've been gone for a long time." The boy frowned.
A lame person who is prone to causing trouble should be avoided as soon as possible.
As Yu Tianxing walked toward Ji Mingran, he carefully examined her from head to toe.
His hair was disheveled, his lips were pale, and there was a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood. Yu Tianxing's eyes darkened, and he quickened his pace to stand before Ji Mingran.
Ji Mingran quickly stopped him from squatting down. "If you force yourself to carry me, you'll probably drop me. To be on the safe side, let's walk back slowly."
Yu Tianxing glanced at Ji Mingran quietly, then extended his arm. "Okay."
"I have some good news for you." Ji Mingran grabbed his arm without any hesitation, leaned half his body to the side, and eagerly shared, "Boss Jiang has accepted me as his apprentice."
Sensing the heightened emotions of the person beside him, Yu Tianxing said gently, "Congratulations." He bowed slightly, steadily supporting the body that was leaning towards him.
"I guess they think I'm a promising talent since I taught those Hongqi Sect cultivators who came to my door a lesson." Ji Mingran felt that this posture was just right, as his left ankle did not need to exert any force.
He still didn't mention the wound. Yu Tianxing's brows remained furrowed, so he simply asked directly, "Did that cultivator injure you?"
"No, it's just that the wound has reopened a little." Ji Mingran patted his suddenly tense arm and reassured him, "We'll just reapply the medicine and bandage it when we get back."
She thought for a moment and said, "Boss Jiang wants to send the soul and Meng Yingyang back to Hongqi Sect. She used a spell to prevent them from revealing that they were injured."
"It's alright, there won't be any more pursuers." Yu Tianxing looked up at the sky.
There is no moon tonight, and the stars are like a chessboard.
The last piece beside him has been eliminated.
Now, it's his turn to play the game.
A note from the author:
I need to finish each book diligently, especially the first one. Thank you to all the readers who have made it this far!
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