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Upon entering the courtyard, Lin Yun did not rush into the house, but instead began to observe the courtyard.
In the courtyard, green bamboo and plum branches intertwine and shade each other, and there is a small pond. Surprisingly, it did not freeze on this cold day, but instead emitted a misty water vapor.
"Is it a hot spring?" Lin Yun squatted down and carefully put his hand into the water.
Feeling the warmth, she quickly pulled her hand away, as frozen hands couldn't withstand the hot water.
However, the most eye-catching thing was the tall peach tree, with its thick trunk, intertwined branches, and a thick layer of snow covering it, which seemed to be about to collapse.
In such a cold environment and with such a long winter, she couldn't help but exclaim, "They are truly resilient."
Her gaze swept over every corner of the courtyard. Stone benches, ancient well, and the now empty trellis—she carefully examined the entire courtyard before pushing open the door and entering the house.
The instant the door closed, the immense mental shock made Lin Yunwang unsteady on his feet. He stumbled and leaned against the door, clutching his wildly beating heart, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
Fragmented, indistinct thoughts flashed through my mind.
When she realized it and tried to think about it, she could no longer perceive anything, just like the hand that was outstretched at that moment, grasping but finding nothing there.
Since the day she sought the medicine, the power of resonance has been like a wild horse, and sometimes it is the resonance ability that controls her, rather than her controlling the resonance ability.
Lin Yun felt apprehensive and tried to call out to the system, but just like before, there was no response.
But now, even though she didn't summon the system, it appeared.
When He appeared, there was a faint electrical hum, and the familiar sound eased Lin Yunwang's discomfort.
Why is my ability to resonate a little out of control?
This was true when I read that book about the Demon Lord and immortal cultivators, and it became even more pronounced after I arrived at the Jingyin Sect.
"As the host's mental strength increases, so does their resonance ability; they are currently in a period of adjustment."
"How long will it take to adapt?" Lin Yun couldn't let this uncertainty persist.
"unknown"
This answer left her somewhat frustrated, but she still asked hopefully, "Surely there must be some way to alleviate this?"
"unknown"
The system's answer remained the same two words.
"All right."
Lin Yun lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly. This system was always elusive, and it was already rare to get a response. Just as he was complaining inwardly, his sea of consciousness suddenly trembled, as if in protest.
"From this day forward, I will respond whenever the host calls upon me."
Recalling what weren't exactly pleasant memories, she replied, "I hope so."
"I promise"
This statement unexpectedly gave the system a touch of humanity.
The candles on the table illuminated the dark room.
The girl was sitting at the table writing a letter to her grandfather and Yang Suyue to let them know she was safe. Just as she was racking her brains about how to say it, the system appeared again.
"In my opinion, the host should sever ties with these orphaned and rotten rats."
The words "orphan and rotten rat" caused Lin Yunwang's brows to furrow into a deep frown, and his hand, which was about to write, paused. "I am also a mortal, just like them."
She resumed her usual indifferent expression, only now her demeanor was colder.
"Where did you learn to say that?" Such malicious words shouldn't come from the mouth of a system that has no sense of good or evil. Perhaps it's a problem with the source code, Lin Yun thought.
Or, realizing they've said something wrong, the system corrects them by saying:
Only by severing worldly ties can one attain enlightenment.
But in response, Lin Yun remained silent in protest. Only after writing the last word did she speak: "I would rather not pursue a path that requires severing emotions." She never sought immortality or ascension to heaven; she only wanted to do her best to protect those around her. As for how far she could go on the path of cultivation, she would see.
The room was fully furnished.
Her light purple disciple's robes were neatly folded on the bed, a copper basin on a wooden stand held clear water, and a plain white square towel hung over the rim. Even the bedding that cultivators no longer needed was prepared for her, a newcomer to the sect.
"System, look." The girl pointed to the furnishings in the room. "Although the Jingyin Sect is a celestial sect, it still maintains a way of life like 'humans'." There are even specific rules for it.
"The cultivation civilization here is only a hundred years old, and they have not yet mastered the techniques of purification."
Lin Yun gently shook her head. "You still don't understand what I'm saying. Even a thousand years from now, with extraordinary abilities, they will still live like 'humans.' And what they will need to experience is emotion." She spoke to her like a newborn child, patiently and persuasively guiding them.
The complex emotions unique to humans are precisely what become necessary as we grow stronger.
The system remained silent for a long time, so long that one might think it had fallen silent again, when suddenly a mechanical voice rang out:
"Humans are selfish."
“I have never said that everyone is perfect.” She thought for a moment and then described the people she had met: “Some people are greedy and forget morality, while others offer help in times of need; some people bully the weak, while others sacrifice their lives for righteousness.”
"No one can help you seek medicine."
Lin Yun found the system's train of thought quite erratic, somehow jumping to the topic of seeking medicine. However, it did assure her that regardless of whether she responded to the summons, it was always watching her.
"So I should resent them for this?" She ignored the system's provocations. She had her own judgment. "When my senior brother came to the village, every meal he brought was something he had saved from his own meager resources."
Yes, the village chief provided a lot of help to each family, but this help was by no means one-sided. After he fell ill, each household took turns caring for him, and half of the medicine he received daily came from the villagers.
"System, I don't know what kind of concepts you've been indoctrinated with, but since you've chosen me, please take a look at the human world through my eyes." She stretched out her hand towards the void, as if inviting it.
"Do you know? I got here thanks to the help of others all the way." Lin Yun pushed open the wooden window, and saw that the wind and snow had stopped.
She stared into a corner of the void, her tone more serious than ever before, "I hope you can think about this carefully."
"I see"
In the end, the system gave in and relented.
After that, no matter how many times she tentatively called out, the system would only reply with a short "Yes" and then remain silent.
Lin Yun didn't ask for much. She rested her chin on her hand by the window, thinking about the past, when she suddenly remembered someone: Qiming.
Senior Brother Sang mentioned that Immortal Venerable Qiming once wanted to completely separate the two worlds because of the collusion between the immortal cultivation world and the human world's powerful figures. However, he did not make such a drastic decision in the end. Instead, he set a rule that immortal cultivators should not participate in human affairs, leaving some room for leniency.
This is probably because the two were originally one. The cultivation world was originally separate from the human world, and the human relationships within it are countless.
Having just arrived in the world of cultivation, she knew little and couldn't easily judge whether it was good or bad. However, she realized she would also be hesitant in the same situation. But today's argument with the system suddenly reminded her of this person, and she became curious about what this number one cultivator looked like.
Suddenly, the contents of the storybooks came to mind, and Lin Yun tried to shake his head to get rid of those fabricated and romantic stories that weren't even considered unofficial history.
She closed the window, not even having time to unpack her belongings, before being overcome by sleepiness. She hurriedly wrapped herself in the blanket and closed her eyes.
What kind of path did that person seek? With this question in mind and her anticipation for the future, she fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning, she was awakened by a knock on the door. She hurriedly put on her disciple's robes and tried to pull out a hair ribbon of a matching color from her bundle.
Unexpectedly, her hand touched a letter while groping around. The touch made her freeze, and she quickly pulled the letter out. The envelope had familiar handwriting on it: "To my sister Yun."
The letter was still simple, only saying that everything was fine and not to worry.
"That liar." She couldn't help but clench the letter in her hand, trying to figure out when he or someone else had slipped it in.
But the knocking grew more urgent, leaving her no time to think. She hurriedly stuffed the letter back into the envelope and placed it under her pillow. Then, she randomly pulled a hair tie from her bundle and tied it around her neck.
The visitors were Bai Xiyan and Zhou Hengyan.
Both of them were dressed in blue robes, a style unique to disciples of Mingqi.
"I was preoccupied with worldly affairs yesterday, and in my haste I could only send Hengyan to the council hall to greet you." Bai Xiyan had a gentle and tender appearance, and her voice was like a spring breeze. "I apologize for bothering you again this morning, junior sister."
She handed over a food box and said, "This is a local specialty from my home. Consider it a gift from your senior sister."
"Thank you, Senior Sister." Lin Yun took the food box with both hands. The heavy weight surprised her, but Bai Xiyan had clearly handled it with ease when she helped her earlier. She sighed inwardly that she had judged people by their appearance.
"Actually, today..." Bai Xiyan hesitated for a long time before finally deciding to reveal the purpose of his visit, "It's about the introductory guidance. To be honest, I'm afraid I have to break my promise."
She recounted in detail how the Immortal Venerable Qiming had temporarily changed the rules of the grand competition.
"When I volunteered to guide you, sect leader, sect affairs were relatively relaxed." She glanced at Zhou Hengyan, who was playing with the black cat in his arms, and said, "Who would have thought that Master would insist on sending Junior Brother Zhou to be the supervisor of the Immortal Sect Competition, and then put this task on my shoulders. And then yesterday, Immortal Venerable Qiming overturned the established rules..." Her voice trailed off, finally turning into an almost inaudible sigh.
Bai Xiyan: What should we do if Master suddenly falls ill? This disciple can only bear with it.
Of course, I dared not say these words aloud.
"I'm sorry, I'm really too busy." She grabbed Zhou Hengyan's arms and pushed him in front of Lin Yunwang. "However, I have found a new mentor for you."
This choice was naturally the result of her careful consideration. Currently, among the sect's direct disciples, excluding the newly promoted junior sister and those on missions, there are only six. Sang Zhao still needs to stay in the secluded cave for some time, and she and Liu Ruyi are busy with the Immortal Sect Competition, leaving only Zhou Hengyan and those two rascals.
Just thinking about those two made her feel like she could never hear their constant arguing. She came to a conclusion: they were absolutely unsuitable to be mentors.
So he had no choice but to continue troubling his junior apprentice.
She promoted her junior brother like a waiter soliciting customers at the entrance of a restaurant, her tone tinged with pride as she said, "He is well-versed in sect rituals and is skilled at teaching according to aptitude, making him the perfect candidate."
This matter ended with Zhou Hengyan becoming Lin Yunwang's mentor.
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