The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1428 - 616: Crazy Master’s Forced Love?

Chapter 1428: Chapter 616: Crazy Master’s Forced Love?

Among the stretching green grass south of the hills, new sprouts unfurl, the mountain air still somewhat moist after the rain, yet the lawn is already dry, basked in the warm, orange sunlight.

The young man holds a piece of foxtail grass in his mouth, shielding his eyes from the sun with his hand.

"In Yunmeng Palace, a Sword Disciple and the Yunmeng Palace Master fought a fierce battle, shattering mountains and rivers.

That night, snow fell heavily, and the Tao Rules collapsed.

When it came to strength, the Sword Disciple was certainly no match for the Yunmeng Palace Master.

After all, a master teaching a disciple will always hold back a few moves."

"Master, would you hold back a few moves against me?" the little girl asked, tilting her head and lightly pounding on the young man’s shoulder.

"Am I that kind of person? Besides... what’s the use of holding back?

In the end, didn’t the Sword Disciple experience a burst of cosmic power, and with a single swing of his sword, he slew the Yunmeng Palace Master, ensuring the survival of the Zhou Mountain Major Realm.

However, that very strike also exhausted the Sword Disciple’s vitality, and he kicked the bucket alongside his master, Qi Yuan."

"How tragic, Master. Where are they buried? I want to visit their tombs!" The little girl’s eyes rolled around spiritedly.

"Psh, you don’t want to pay respects to anyone; you’re just eyeing their burial treasures!" The young man responded without holding back.

The little girl didn’t get angry, only squinting her eyes and smiling like a crescent moon.

The young man continued, "But who knew, this Sword Disciple grew stronger the more he fought. His sword reached a state of self-forgetfulness. In the end, he even transformed into The Strongest Sword and killed the Yunmeng Palace Master."

"From then on, the scourge was squashed, peace reigned throughout the world, and all cheered in joy."

On hearing this, the girl’s eyes flashed with greed: "Could it be that the Sword Disciple turned into a Divine Treasure sword?"

"Who knows." The young man replied, his demeanor lazy.

"Master, if we go to look for the Sword Disciple’s tomb now, would we be in time?" the little girl asked.

She had always wanted a sword of her own to wander the world.

After all, draped in red robes, with sword in hand, how dashing would that be.

Not hearing an answer from her master, she used a bit more strength and realized that her master had fallen asleep.

"No good, I have to look through the map and find out where the Zhoushan Realm is!"

Clearly, the little girl had taken her master’s story to heart.

She didn’t care about the vendettas between the Sword Disciple and the Yunmeng Palace Master; she cared about the burial treasures and the valuables.

Only... about a quarter of an hour later.

A deafening shout echoed.

"Master! You’re a liar!"

The young man quickly covered his ears, feeling dizzy.

"What did I lie to you about?"

"I looked up some information; your story is completely made up."

"First of all, your story has no basis. For instance, the Yunmeng Palace engulfing the Zhou Mountain Major Realm, even the Nine Heavens Divine Palace avoided its sharpness, indicating the incredible strength of the Yunmeng Palace Master. The Sword Disciple hadn’t even transcended the Three Calamities and Three Tribulations, how could he be a match for him?"

"Secondly, in your story, you mentioned that the Yunmeng Palace Master died in the 70 billionth year of the Heavenly Dao’s creation. You also said that in the 50 billionth year after its creation, a celebration was held on Wangzhou Mountain.

Yet now, Heavenly Dao has been established for less than a hundred million years, and Wangzhou Mountain has long collapsed!

Are you saying, after fifty billion years, Heavenly Dao will rebuild Wangzhou Mountain?"

"So Master, that’s just a melodramatic story you fabricated."

"Could it be that what’s wrong isn’t me, but this world?" Bai Xiaosheng retorted, "It’s the world that’s chaotic in time and space, it’s the world that’s full of flaws."

He even felt like he was born in the wrong era.

"In vain you call yourself Bai Xiaosheng, knowing worldly affairs."

The little girl chattered incessantly, and the young man felt the air grow noisy.

"Cough cough, Wu Shi, how could your master deceive you?"

"Since it’s not a deception, Master, help me find the Sword Disciple’s tomb. I want the sword he transformed into."

"Hey, you’re the one who said he might have turned into a sword!"

"If Master can fabricate stories, can’t your disciple fabricate some too?"

The little girl said proudly, tilting her head.

"You... go cultivate, young and inexperienced, go and enhance your Cultivation Level." The young man seemed to be unable to win the argument with his disciple and had to exercise his authority as a Master.

"Master, why don’t you cultivate?" the little girl muttered discontentedly as soon as cultivation was mentioned.

"I, as Master, am an Innate Divine Treasure with a spirit; I was born with spirit, no need to cultivate." The young man said proudly.

[In this life, the moment you were born, you were a Divine Coin, worshipped as the Ancestor by the beings of the Tuwu Great Realm.]

This Bai Xiaosheng, being an Innate Divine Treasure with a spirit, naturally belongs to the second incarnation of the Three Pure Ones of Qi Yuan.

At the same time, this Tuwu Great Realm, once insignificant, had beings living primitively, civilization was weak, not to mention transcending the ordinary.

But at that time, Qi Yuan broke through a realm, obtained Super Power, could "word follows", and introduced the concept of "money" to the Tuwu Great Realm, thereby starting the civilization’s journey.

In this life, he is revered as the Ancestor of the Tuwu Great Realm for being an Innate Divine Treasure with a spirit.

...

"Master, spit out some money!"

In his drowsiness, Bai Xiaosheng felt a small hand patting his back.

He couldn’t help but open his mouth.

Clatter, clatter, a bunch of shiny Gold Coins spilled forth.

Hmm, Old Man hit the jackpot.

The little girl Wu Shi saw the money, her eyes narrowing into a smile, very pleased with herself.

Bai Xiaosheng opened his eyes and looked at Wu Shi helplessly: "What, did someone see a Yellow Hair growing on your head?"

"Psh, Master you’re so unreliable, I need to save some private money." Wu Shi said.

She held the shiny Gold Coins, feeling a sense of security.

Bai Xiaosheng watched the scene, smiling gently.

The childhood of his disciple Wu Shi was rather tragic.

She was an orphan of war, abandoned alone on the icy, snowy mountaintops.

Clad in thin clothes, her bare feet frozen stiff.

When Bai Xiaosheng first met her, she was thin as a rail.

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