Chapter 11 - Elder of Seven, you really are "funny"!
To be honest, Li Chuan still felt a little bit of joy inside.
After all, Mu Yuling was respected and was the Elder of Seven of the Yin-Yang Sect. Among the tens of thousands of people in the Yin-Yang Sect, she was one of the top ten people with real power.
He felt honored to have such a person advocate for him.
However, after Mu Yuling gave her reason, Li Chuan realized that he had thought too much.
Mu Yuling said, “Of course it’s for you. Although the Yin-Yang Sect has always welcomed outside cultivators, and would love to have all the world’s elite cultivators join our sect,” Mu Yuling said.
“With your third-level qi cultivation energy, you have been able to save treasures worth more than 50,000 Spirit Stones. You can also be considered an elite among Qi cultivators.”
The disciples around them looked at Li Chuan in surprise when they heard the number from Mu Yuling’s mouth.
More than 50,000 Spirit Stones, they were sure they had earned that much in their lives, but no one had saved that much.
They were Foundation-level cultivators, and they were considered elite among the Foundation-level cultivators, otherwise they would not have become Mu Yuling’s disciple, the seventh elder.
“But…” Mu Yuling deliberately dragged out the end of her sentence as she saw Li Chuan eagerly waiting for her next words, but she suddenly pointed at the unconscious He Fenglin and said, “First take Fenglin to the Spiritual Eye, and I’ll set up a tranquilizing formation for him later.
The disciple who was holding He Fenglin saw that no one was responding, so he had no choice but to reluctantly say, “Yes, Master.
In fact, he wanted to listen to the gossip as well, but who asked him to hold him now!
After the disciple led He Fenglin away, Mu Yuling said to the disciple guarding the mountain, “You don’t need to do anything here anymore, so go and take care of your own business.”
“Yes, Seventh Elder,” the disciple who guarded the mountain replied dryly and left as well.
It was really unpleasant to be chased away in the middle of the gossip.
Li Chuan had originally thought that he could continue, but who knew that Mu Yuling would look at another disciple and say, “Cheng Zhou, Feng Lin will probably not wake up for a day or two. Go to the task hall and find out what task he did this time while he was away, and have someone check where he went these past few days.”
“Yes, Master,” the disciple said and left with a bitter face.
Li Chuan’s face twitched slightly, but what? Come on, say something!
Actually, Li Chuan knew from Mu Yuling’s clothes that she was the kind of person who liked to make people wait.
After all, deliberately wearing see-through clothes to tease someone, to make them burn with desire without giving them a way to quench it, is the same as keeping someone waiting.
He just didn’t expect Mu Yuling to be such a tease.
She stopped in the middle of a sentence and made you feel bad, didn’t she?
Li Chuan was thinking this in his heart when he saw Mu Yuling turn to another disciple in the field, as if she really forgot that she had not finished saying something important.
At that moment, Li Chuan suddenly felt someone poking him in the back, and then a soft voice sounded in his ear: “You should just ask. If you don’t ask, your master will never tell you.
He didn’t know who was whispering behind him, but it was definitely an elder sister.
And she was a senior sister who knew Mu Yuling’s character very well and was very curious.
I guess she usually gets on her master’s nerves as well.
After being reminded, Li Chuan also woke up and said, “Elder Seven, it seems that you and Elder Four haven’t finished fighting…”
“Oh, you see how bad my memory is,” Mu Yuling said with a self-deprecating pat on her chest.
Li Chuan’s eyes couldn’t help but widen.
No, you have a bad memory. What do you mean, patting your chest instead of your head?
Li Chuan discreetly touched his throat and secretly swallowed.
Why did he let him meet the person he wanted when he was penniless!
It’s hard.
“What were we talking about? Right, you can be considered an elite of the Qi Cultivation era, but your potential has been exhausted, and it is unknown whether you can reach Building a Foundation.”
She didn’t even mention Li Chuan’s longevity, which seemed to indicate that she was confident that Li Chuan would make a breakthrough in the Yin-Yang Sect.
“Most importantly, your appearance has greatly affected the image of our Yin-Yang Sect and lowered the overall level of our Yin-Yang Sect disciples.”
“I didn’t want you to join back then, but I was no match for the Fourth Elder.”
“However, it seems that the Fourth Elder was right. If I hadn’t accepted you into the Yin-Yang Sect, my fifth disciple probably wouldn’t have returned.”
Hearing Mu Yuling’s words, Li Chuan felt even worse.
It would have been better if he hadn’t asked.
He was really in a hurry to be scolded.
What if his image was a bit bad? He still had the incomparable Chu Mengyou!
Seeing several disciples around him holding back their laughter, he couldn’t help but turn around and take a look.
He saw a female cultivator standing next to him, wearing a light blue robe, with a soft face and a slender figure.
When she saw Li Chuan looking over, she immediately suppressed her smile and gave an elegant nod to Li Chuan.
Li Chuan’s gaze lingered on her before moving away.
Although her robe was not transparent, it fit her body tightly, showing off her perfect features without any restrictions.
Li Chuan discovered that he could not bear to look at the female cultivators of the Yin-Yang Sect. Every time he looked at one of them, he could not help but hate himself for not having Spirit Stones.
“Elder Seven, if there is nothing else, I will go back,” Li Chuan said.
It’s no fun to watch and not eat, so I might as well leave early.
Mu Yuling said, “He Fenglin is not only my disciple, but also the core of the sect. You saved him, so you deserve a reward.
“Chu Xuan, take Li Chuan to receive a treasure weapon of the highest quality.”
An immediate reply came from behind Li Chuan: “Yes, Master.”
“Junior Brother Li Chuan, come with me.”
It turned out that the Elder Sister of Bagua who had just spoken behind Li Chuan was called Chu Xuan.
“Thank you, Seventh Elder.” After thanking Mu Yuling, Li Chuan followed Chu Xuan and left.
The power of magic weapons ranges from low to high: treasure weapon, magic weapon, spiritual weapon, Dao weapon, and spiritual treasure.
Generally speaking, cultivators at the Qi Cultivation level mainly use treasure artifacts, while the rich use magic artifacts. Spiritual artifacts can be considered ordinary artifacts at the level of Qi Cultivation.
As for the more advanced Dao Artifacts and Spiritual Treasures, they are simply unimaginable.
A first-class level 1 treasure artifact is worth about 300 to 500 Spirit Stones, depending on the specific treasure artifact. Generally speaking, treasure clothes and accessories are the most valuable.
Mu Yuling did not say how many tiers of Treasure Instrument she was giving to Li Chuan, but Li Chuan knew himself well and knew that it would definitely not be a Tier 2.
Li Chuan also thought that Mu Yuling took the treasure instrument from her own storehouse to reward him, but in the end, Chu Xuan flew him out of the mountaintop.
“Senior Sister Chu, where are we going?” he asked Chu Xuan.
Chu Xuan laughed and said, “Of course we are going to the sect’s treasury to get the magic weapon. Doesn’t Junior Brother want it?”
Li Chuan smiled ironically. These elders really know how to make the best of any situation. They saved their apprentice and gave him a magic weapon from the sect’s treasury as a reward.
It’s really convenient to use public property.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the sect’s treasury.
It was the middle of the night, but there was no rest in the Yin-Yang Sect.
Even the task hall was manned around the clock.
After all, immortals were different from mortals in that meditation was rest for them. Unless they have to meditate in seclusion when they make a breakthrough, they can be at their posts all year round.