Heavenly Soul Pavilion (IV)
Chu Caiwu glanced in that direction. Although the man in purple robe looked old, his appearance was still recognizable - it was Xiaojiu!
Chu Caiwu did not dare to recognize Xiaojiu. After all, Xiaojiu was the name of Li Jie in Huitianhun Pavilion. He was the Immortal Lord Ruichen, who later became her soul master.
If they recognize each other in the human world at this time, it will affect the important matters of Tianhun Pavilion's practice.
She is now under the influence of the Demon King's illusion. When others look at her, their appearance also changes accordingly, and Ruichen cannot recognize her.
Ruichen was supported by several guards. He was about to walk towards Yin Zhuo, but his movements were extremely slow.
Yin Zhuo strode forward, one step ahead of Ruichen, and walked in front of Ruichen.
Chu Caiwu looked at Yin Zhuo, who was bright and elegant. She then looked at Ruichen, who had experienced many vicissitudes of life and looked old and frail.
One cannot help but sigh that in just a few decades on earth, Ruichen has aged to this extent, while they, the fairies, demons, and monsters, are almost immortal and have endless lifespans.
Yin Zhuo originally intended to activate the magic formula to quickly recall Ruichen, but was held down by Chu Caiwu.
Ruichen carefully observed Yin Zhuo's appearance and said, "You are still a young man, dashing and charming. I have little time left, and I am reluctant to leave this world because of the plague that has ravaged the people."
Chu Caiwu looked Ruichen up and down, and Ruichen actually realized that Yin Zhuo wanted to take his life.
Yin Zhuo also spoke directly to him: "You and I cannot control this plague. If you return, there is still a glimmer of hope for the world."
After this day, rumors spread among people that the prime minister had ascended to heaven and become an immortal, and passed away happily.
Just as Yin Zhuo had said, they left quickly and returned quickly. Chu Caiwu was already sitting in the kitchen, listening to Wei Yan read the textbook word by word...
Mudan stared at Wei Yan, poked Chu Caiwu warily, and whispered to her ear, "What's the point of cooking class? It's okay to take cooking class, but why does she have to study all the time? She still needs to teach this."
Gong Jiao turned around, covered his mouth with his hands, and agreed: "I can teach you everything."
Wei Yan's voice became louder and louder as he read from the textbook: "Immortality! Ginseng! Can be increased! Three hundred years! Immortality..." Wei Yan slammed the book on the table, picked up the ruler on the table, and walked over angrily.
Wei Yan angrily said, "You, you, and you, do you think I can't hear you?"
Gong Jiao burst into laughter and lay on the table, as if he was under a tickling spell.
Wei Yan rolled up his sleeves, raised the ruler high, and prepared to fight: "You three have violated the rules of the Tianhun Pavilion. Today, each of you must be punished with five rulers!"
The disciples watched the show with bated breath, no one wanted to get into trouble.
Gong Jiao held back his laughter and stretched out his hand, only to be hit hard by five dull thuds of the board.
Wei Yan turned to Mudan, but Mudan stepped back and refused to extend her hand.
Mudan asked loudly, "You can teach your class. I didn't stop you from teaching. Why did you hit me?"
Chu Caiwu glanced at Mudan, then looked at Wei Yan. Both of them were spoiled young ladies, and now they bumped into each other.
Although Chu Caiwu also felt that their mistakes did not warrant such severe punishment, Wei Yan just wanted to vent his anger, and he wanted to vent his anger openly, and it was difficult for them, his disciples, to explain themselves.
Chu Caiwu secretly pulled Mudan's sleeve, signaling her to restrain herself.
Wei Yan mentioned the immortal ginseng just now, and Chu Caiwu wanted to ask Wei Yan where he could get the immortal ginseng.
The purpose, of course, is to replenish Yin Zhuo's immortal power so that he can cultivate immortality.
Therefore, Chu Caiwu would rather be beaten than offend Wei Yan.
Wei Yan said in a loud voice: "You are not listening to the class, but whispering to each other!"
Mudan stretched her neck and said, "I won't listen to your nonsense. A teacher who only studies books is better off not having one! In the demon tribe, I've never seen someone with your level of skill, and yet you can be a teacher!"
Wei Yan gritted her teeth in anger, her lips twitching: "You, you don't want to stay in Tianhun Pavilion!" She turned to Chu Caiwu and said: "Stretch out your hand!"
Suddenly, the sound of a bell echoed, accompanied by a decree from the Heavenly Soul Pavilion: "Cooking class is over. Wei Yan and Mudan will each receive a fifteen-stroke punishment."
Yin Zhuo strode in, glanced at Chu Caiwu, and said to Wei Yan, holding a ball of light in his hand, "I have been watching Chu Caiwu all this time, and she has never spoken. Why do you want to punish her with the Five Rulers?"
Wei Yan was speechless for a moment.
Chu Caiwu took a deep breath and looked at Yin Zhuo in surprise, his eyes shining with relief.
Chu Caiwu was not the type to be bullied, but just now, in order to get the immortal ginseng for Yin Zhuo, she wanted to swallow her anger. After all, Yin Zhuo had immortal power, and the immortal blood she drank was of good quality.
Chu Caiwu never thought that Yin Zhuo would come! Because of Yin Zhuo, Chu Caiwu didn't have to be beaten in vain!
Food coupons, talisman coupons, protective coupons, Chu Caiwu stared at Yin Zhuo obsessively, he was so handsome!
The disciples exclaimed in surprise and started talking: "Yin Zhuo, that's Yin Zhuo! He seems very easy to talk to!"
"Yeah, yeah! Much easier to talk to than Xie Fu!"
Wei Yan looked at the delighted crowd and ran out in shame.
Mudan stopped stretching her neck and put away her domineering look, and said politely: "Disciple takes her leave from Master Yin Zhuo and goes to receive her punishment." Mudan left the cooking pavilion respectfully.
Chu Caiwu was still staring at Yin Zhuo like a crazy fan, her eyes almost glued to him.
Yin Zhuo cleared his throat, but Chu Caiwu didn't react at all.
Yin Zhuo said to everyone, "Cooking class is over for today, you can relax for a while. Chu Caiwu, come out with me and rectify the rules of Tianhun Pavilion."
The disciples cheered, especially Gong Jiao. They looked at Chu Caiwu pitifully, as if to say, how miserable, how miserable, he brought trouble upon himself and was called away.
Chu Caiwu ignored those looks. She was happy to be called away by Yin Zhuo. She followed Yin Zhuo in two steps. With Yin Zhuo, she could walk around freely in Tianhun Pavilion!
The two ran into Xie Fu.
The disciples fell silent in an instant.
Xie Fu looked at everyone and said, "Practice time is precious. Since the cooking class has been cancelled, today will be the first Immortal Arts class."
Chu Caiwu's ears twitched slightly. Immortal arts class? She had always wanted to learn immortal arts, but now she also wanted to go out with Yin Zhuo.
Led by Gong Jiao, everyone was beating their chests and stamping their feet, not daring to utter a word, although they had already cursed thousands of times in their hearts.
Xie Fu took in all the disciples' reactions, but still ignored them and walked to the front of the stage.
Yin Zhuo took Chu Caiwu out of the classroom, and Xie Fu did not stop him.
When Yin Zhuo walked faster, Chu Caiwu would follow in small steps. When Yin Zhuo walked slower, Chu Caiwu would also slow down, keeping a distance between them.
Chu Caiwu was afraid that there would be too many people outside and she had to act more convincingly so as not to ruin the plan of seizing the soul-capturing cup and investigating the blood slaves.
The two of them walked back to the deputy teaching pavilion.
Yin Zhuo didn't say anything for a long time. He felt that Chu Caiwu seemed unwilling to pay attention to him.
Chu Caiwu stammered: "Well, well..." She wanted to ask what to do about the magic class she missed today. Her mission was to win the championship, but she hadn't learned the magic yet.
It was Yin Zhuo who dragged her out today, so she missed the magic class. If she told it directly, Chu Caiwu was afraid that Yin Zhuo would blame himself.
Yin Zhuo lifted his sleeves, exposing his fair arms, and held them to Chu Caiwu's lips: "Don't be embarrassed, here's the blood."
Chu Caiwu opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs. He wanted to bite, but then retracted his teeth.
That's not what she meant. Her mind was not completely occupied with blood-sucking. Now she had something important to do in order to check for blood slaves.
Chu Caiwu refused: "I don't want to eat it."
Yin Zhuo was slightly stunned and withdrew his arm in disappointment. What else could he do for Chu Caiwu?
Exercise the power of assistant teacher and help her skip classes?
After all, she only liked eating before and avoided practicing.
Yin Zhuo said in a rather arrogant manner: "You don't have to go to the afternoon's Heart Sutra class."
Chu Caiwu gasped: "???"
What? She had already missed the Immortal Arts class. If she didn't take the Heart Technique class, she would probably be at the bottom of the list. Winning the championship would be a pipe dream.
Chu Caiwu said with rare determination: "No."
Yin Zhuo stood there in a daze. People who didn't know him would think that he, the deputy leader, was trying to be aloof.
In fact, no matter how you try to please someone, you won’t get the answer.
Chu Caiwu thought about it and finally asked: "I didn't go to the first fairy art class. Will I be unable to keep up in the future?"
Chu Caiwu said aggrievedly: "If I can't keep up, I can't win the championship. If I can't win the championship, I can't get the Soul-Snatching Cup and find the blood slaves..."
Yin Zhuo was caught off guard by the string of questions, but felt a little ashamed of himself because Chu Caiwu had more important things to do than him.
Yin Zhuo stated: "Chi Ce is now using the reputation of the demon race to do business with the immortal race. The blood slave chain in between is very complicated and there is a clue as to what is going on."
Yin Zhuo changed the subject: "As for the trial, I can go easy on you and help you win."
When Chu Caiwu heard the words "release the water", golden light flashed in his eyes, but soon the golden light disappeared.
Chu Caiwu wanted to use his own magical power to save the blood slave, and to protect Yin Zhuo and himself.
Ever since she was beaten all over by a man, strangled to the point of death by Feng Di, and attacked by the cabbage spirit and the flute demon.
She increasingly felt that she could not rely on others and could only rely on herself.
Even if it's Yin Zhuo, no matter how careful he is, there will always be a day when he makes mistakes.
Chu Caiwu shook his head as his heart was filled with words: "I can't always rely on you, not to mention I have to replenish your spiritual energy!"
Yin Zhuo stroked his arm. Now, he had nothing to offer Chu Caiwu. Would Chu Caiwu leave him?
Just like when his mother abandoned Yin Zhuo.
Useless people will always be abandoned, right?
Chu Caiwu patted Yin Zhuo and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely go and get the Soul-Snatching Lamp. I'll go find Master Xie Fu and ask him for advice on this magic technique."
Yin Zhuo once again verified his guess. Sure enough, he would be abandoned. Chu Caiwu was going to find Xie Fu.
Whenever Chu Caiwu was close to Yin Zhuo, she didn't dare to look at him. Her previous experiences told her that as soon as she saw Yin Zhuo, she couldn't help but want to bite him.
But now, Yin Zhuo's immortal power is extremely weak, and Chu Caiwu can no longer indulge himself.
During the cooking class, Wei Yan mentioned immortal ginseng. Chu Caiwu pondered and asked, "Master Grain Ticket Master, where can I find immortal ginseng?"
Yin Zhuo vetoed it: "The secret realm of Tianhun Pavilion is forbidden. You can't go there or enter there. It's not safe. Don't go there."
Chu Caiwu just wanted to get some information, but there was no way she could go. A ginseng could replenish hundreds of years of immortal power, so she had to find the ginseng for Yin Zhuo.
Chu Caiwu smiled stiffly: "Of course, of course not."
Yin Zhuo had a bad feeling in his heart.
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