After leaving the cave of Master Wushang, An Zhengzheng saw Senior Brother Peijin coming over.
"Senior Brother Peijin."
"Junior Sister Zhengzheng."
After nodding to each other, the two passed each other without saying a word.
When An Zhengzheng was about to say goodbye to Master Suotang as usual, Master Suotang jumped three meters high.
"What?! How come you're almost at the Golden Core stage so quickly?"
Back then, everyone called him a genius. Compared to his disciple, what kind of genius was he?
At An Zhengzheng's age, he was still at the fifth or sixth level of the Foundation Establishment stage.
This made him both very proud and very worried.
Finally, he slapped his forehead and started frantically searching through his treasure bag, leaving An Zhengzheng completely baffled.
"I'll wrap these up for you; you might need them someday!"
The outside world is cruel, and it's not uncommon for Golden Core cultivators to die at the hands of demonic beasts. So usually, disciples go out to train in teams, but An Zhengzheng is a complete exception.
An Zhengzheng took the bundle he handed her, looking completely bewildered.
"This is……"
Master Suotang was very proud: "These are all good things, there are pills, talismans, magic tools, and... wait, what's this? Oh, Master Wushang keeps smashing my stones!"
He bent down and picked out all the stones.
After confirming that nothing was missing, he handed it to An Zhengzheng and said, "In my entire life, you have been my only disciple. You are yours, all of you!"
An Zhengzheng was startled.
“Master, my master also gave me a big bag of things.”
Unlike the items that Master Suotang took out, Master Wushang had many items that she didn't recognize.
Upon hearing this, Master Suotang found it quite amusing and looked down to examine it.
This is quite something.
His eyes widened like saucers: "Good heavens, these are all good stuff! At least three times more valuable than my treasures!"
After saying that, he was even a little sad. He had always thought that someone as cold as Master Wushang couldn't possibly have much affection for An Zhengzheng.
Unexpectedly...
"It seems she's genuinely worried about you!" Master Suotang said solemnly. "She knows that you're in far greater danger than ordinary disciples when you're alone."
An Zhengzheng nodded.
"Don't worry, Master, I will take good care of myself."
After receiving a long series of instructions, he finally bid farewell to Master Suotang.
An Zhengzheng stuffed both large bundles into her treasure bag.
An Zhengzheng returned to her mountain to pack her things, and from afar she saw that her senior brother Yu Tiao seemed to have brought a female cultivator with him.
The female cultivator was very young, probably around fourteen or fifteen years old, just like An Zhengzheng was when she entered the Siyue Sect.
"Youth is wonderful!" Now that she's a hundred years old, An Zhengzheng is about to leave Siyue Gate, and she even feels a little nostalgic.
At that moment, she had no idea that when she returned from her travels, everything would have become unfamiliar...
There was very little on the hilltop, so she could just pack whatever she needed and leave. Looking at the picturesque scenery, she felt a little sentimental.
When they first arrived, the cave was pitch black. Although An Zhengzheng liked the "snow cave-like" accommodation, it was still difficult for her to actually live in a cave.
Later, she relinquished control of the Hundred Women's Pavilion, fearing that An Yirou would become too dependent on her, and moved back to Siyue Gate.
Because she suddenly had nothing to do and felt idle, she went around piling up stones and wood, selecting some wood that could aid in her cultivation, and personally built a brick and tile house. The wooden house and windows still exuded the fragrance of pear wood.
Now the house is antique and elegant, like a small courtyard, with some medicinal herbs for alchemy and herbalism planted in the front yard.
When the wind blows, you can smell a faint scent of herbs and wood.
It is unique in the entire Siyue Gate.
An Zhengzheng gently closed the door and left Siyue Gate.
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"W-what? You're going on a journey?"
Inside the Hundred Women's Pavilion, An Yirou stood up instantly, even the tea lost its aroma: "Sister, this trip of yours will take at least ten years!"
After so many years of calm and composure, An Yirou finally started to panic.
"I believe in you. If I didn't believe in you, I wouldn't have delegated the authority in the first place, and you're doing a great job now."
An Zhengzheng knew what she was worried about.
An Yirou is no longer the little girl in a light pink dress; she is now much more dignified and has the air of someone in charge.
An Yirou was still a little worried and looked at her with great concern: "I'm not worried about myself..."
"Your cultivation is high, but you are still young and all alone... How can you not have worries?"
The more I look at my older sister, the more she seems like a child.
"Is there really no one who can go with you? Even a senior sister or brother would be fine."
Just as An Yirou knew that An Zhengzheng had reported to Siyue Gate and moved into the inner sect cave, An Yirou was now afraid that she would be lonely.
An Zhengzheng, however, was quite open-minded: "If someone goes with me, are you sure that person won't be a burden to me?"
"As for senior sisters and brothers, needless to say, we all cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, which emphasizes being cold-hearted and emotionless. Who would go on a ten-year journey just for the sake of a junior sister?"
Everyone is rushing to become an immortal, and they are all selfish.
An Yirou sighed.
Those who cultivate the path of ruthlessness are truly cold-hearted.
An Zhengzheng comforted her, saying, "Besides, I still have my little tiger. Back then, so many real people couldn't subdue it!"
An Yirou breathed a sigh of relief when she thought of it: "I trust it."
When An Zhengzheng was first training, she lacked practical coordination with the little tiger and was seriously injured. In the end, the little tiger carried her back.
The two sisters chatted for a while longer. An Yirou then packed a large bundle of food and supplies for An Zhengzheng, and another bundle contained magical artifacts, pills, and medicinal soups.
An Zhengzheng accepted it with a mixture of amusement and exasperation.
"Sister, will you tell anyone else?"
It refers to Madam Pei, Song Juan, Su Ying, and Senior Sister Caiqi.
An Zhengzheng shook her head and said, "It's not a big deal."
Compared to the hundreds or thousands of years in the cultivation world, these ten years are essentially not as long as four years of university study.
"Okay, then be careful on the road."
An Zhengzheng parted ways with An Yirou and the others the next day.
An Yirou and An Qinghuan kept waving.
Before leaving, An Zhengzheng gave Hu Jiu and Zhao Liu some more instructions.
As the business of Bai Nu Ge grew, they became afraid that Bai Nu Ge would fire them, so they took the initiative to ask to write something similar to a contract of servitude.
An Zhengzheng couldn't persuade the two of them, so she agreed, but didn't take it seriously.
She came to give each of them a high-grade jade pendant that would allow them to contact someone, and also to give them some instructions. At the end, she added, "...So you can only contact me if Yi Rou is unsure of what to do."
It was for An Yirou's sake.
Although Hu Jiu and Zhao Liu were reluctant, they knew this matter was more important, so they quickly nodded.
An Zhengzheng left Ghost City with her small bundle on her back.
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