Chapter 164: The Tempering Heart

“I heard that the two little girls from Old Zhao’s family joined the Qingzhu Sect. Alas! The Qingzhu Sect can’t be called a decent sect. I don’t know whether it is a blessing or a curse for these two little girls to join.”

As the white-haired old man spoke, he threw the fishing rod in his hand away.

“From your tone, does the Qingzhu Sect have any explanation?”

Ye Xiaotian turned around in confusion, also threw out the fishing rod in his hand, and asked softly.

“The majority of the Qingzhu Sect’s members are female cultivators, and the sect’s pillar industry is also famous for making robes. However, in recent decades, beautiful female cultivators or female cultivators with good qualifications have disappeared from time to time. Every once in a while, there are always one or two such cases.”

“They said he died while carrying out a sect mission, or was killed by a lone cultivator on the way, or died in a battle with a hostile sect. There are many such cases, but from the perspective of an experienced person, this matter is definitely not simple. I’m afraid it is…”

When the white-haired Taoist priest said this, he suddenly paused, glanced at Ye Xiaotian, and said unhappily.

“Young man Ye, why are you asking this? You are just an ordinary person, how can you expect to marry someone higher than you?”

“I heard that when the two girls came to you to ask for a gift, you refused to give them anything. In the end, after the two girls offered their support to you and feasted your eyes on them, you finally gave them a golden bell cover. Tsk tsk tsk tsk!!!”

As the white-haired Taoist priest spoke, he shook his head slightly and made a clicking sound.

No?

How did this matter get out?
Don’t young girls nowadays care about their reputation?
Ye Xiaotian’s face was full of black lines.

Within the next hour, Ye Xiaotian caught five or six big fish at once. Each of them weighed no less than twenty kilograms. There was even a fish that weighed about fifty kilograms. He used his mortal body to pull with it for a quarter of an hour before he dragged the fish out of its balance and scooped it up with a scoop net.

In the excitement of the fight, Tian fell into a state of ecstasy. He looked back at the fish he had caught, then looked at the old man next to him, and dropped the fishing rod in his hand.

“Old man Sun, you are not letting me?”

“What can I say? You caught several big fish in just one hour. It seems like you are using magic to help me.”

“Hehe!” The white-haired Taoist chuckled twice, put down the fishing rod in his hand, stroked his white beard, and said with some emotion: “For an ordinary cultivator at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, it is not a problem to live for a hundred years. At the age of sixty-six, I can still live for another thirty years.”

“But unfortunately, I entered the Dao late. When I was young, in order to build a foundation as soon as possible, I was brave and fierce. I went out with others to hunt monsters. I was displaced and went through many dangers. How could I have a smooth journey when I licked blood on the tip of a knife in exchange for cultivation resources?”

“One day, I fought with someone and was severely injured. Although I was lucky enough to escape with my life, I was left with a chronic illness. I have a premonition that if I cannot break through and establish my foundation, it will take one or two years at the fastest, or three to five years at the slowest, before I die.”

The old Taoist paused when he spoke here, and took out something from his bosom, and continued: “Fortunately, when I was young, I was fortunate enough to meet a cultivator from the Star Palace. We went out together to explore the world, and I saved his life during a monster hunt. Now he has formed a golden elixir and has become a big shot in the Star Palace, but he has not forgotten my kindness.”

“Some time ago, someone sent me this foundation-building pill, as well as some spiritual herbs and medicines to help me break through the foundation-building process. Logically, at my age, I should have accepted my fate long ago, but now that the opportunity is right in front of me, how can I be willing to be so old and welcome death?”

The white-haired Taoist suddenly stood up, looked at the pool in front of him, and said loudly: “When I was a mortal, I was born into an official family. I knew a thousand words at the age of three, and I was familiar with poetry at the age of five. At the age of nine, I was already a world-famous child prodigy within a thousand miles.”

“At the age of 11, he passed the examination for a scholar, at the age of 13, he passed the examination for a juren. At the age of , he was so famous for his writing that he won three first prizes in a row and was ranked first in the imperial examination.”

“When I was 20, my family was doing business, so I was sent to work as a county governor. When I was 23, I was about to be transferred back to the court to serve as an assistant minister in the Ministry of Revenue. On my way back, I happened to meet an old Taoist priest. I exchanged poems with him and felt that we had met too late.”

“After we got to know each other, I was fascinated by his magic, which was so powerful that it could reach the sky and the earth.”

“For this, I am willing to leave my family, my lover, my friends, and my ambition to build a career, all in the hope that one day I can be free and unfettered in this world.”

“As a result, once I entered the world of immortal cultivation, even with my aptitude of three spiritual roots, I started practicing Taoism too late. As a casual cultivator, I had no background and no resources. I encountered obstacles everywhere. By the time I achieved some success, I was already very old and there was no possibility of making any further progress.”

“Sometimes I wonder if it was worth it for me to abandon all my bright future and enter this world of immortal cultivation, wandering for half my life, alone and helpless, and now I have ended up as an old and frail person.”

“But when someone came to visit in the past, this foundation-building pill was placed before him.”

“My heart suddenly beat again. At that moment, I knew that even if I had to do it again, I would choose to give up everything and practice this cruel immortal way.”

“If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!”

“Then I congratulate you, old man, for your victory. You have achieved immediate success and entered the stage of foundation building. If you come here again, I will definitely defeat you.”

Ye Xiaotian bowed and said goodbye.

But I couldn’t help sighing in my heart.

With such an experienced and aging body, the probability of successfully building a foundation is already very slim at this age.

Maybe the old Taoist knew this in his heart, so he chose to be a scumbag. When he had money, he would go to the brothel to tease the girls. At noon, he would come to find Ye Xiaotian for a drink and tea. In the afternoon, they would go fishing together. At night, he would return to his cave and not practice, but would cover himself with a quilt and fall asleep.

I thought the other party had let it go.

But now it seems that my determination to pursue the Tao has become extremely strong!
After Ye Xiaotian left, he returned to his own shop.

In the following days, he opened the business as usual, and then went to the back mountain to fish alone.

A month later.

After fishing for more than an hour, Ye Xiaotian carried his catch and headed towards his shop alone.

Along the way, I could hear people around me whispering.

“Have you heard that the two little girls from the Zhao family were captured by strong men and forced to be made into a cauldron?”

“Who said it wasn’t true? I also heard that the person who did it was a short, thick man with warty face, about 50 or 60 years old. Even if it was you, I would feel sick just by looking at you, not to mention those two 14 or 15-year-old girls.”

“Hmph! Can you believe this hearsay? You are a bunch of ignorant people who cannot understand the real truth.”

A young man heard the two people whispering, with a look of disgust on his face. He glanced at them and couldn’t help but sneer.

“Li Si, aren’t you just relying on the fact that your sister married into a good family? What’s so great about that? You’re addicted to gambling all day, and you were kicked out by your brother-in-law. Now you can’t get any light at all. What’s the point?”

No one would be in a good mood if someone stabbed you in the spine. You turned around and was about to curse, but after seeing the man’s face clearly, you swallowed the words back.

The reason is simple. The person who spoke is a genuine third-level Qi training cultivator.

Although a young cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining is nothing compared to the cultivation of immortals.

But to a group of mortals like them, he is still the immortal master who is high above them and must not be offended.

“Ha!” The visitor glanced at Li Si, sneered, and then explained to the people around him:
“What has been spread here has naturally been adapted. In fact, what the Qingzhu Sect did behind the scenes was to resell female cultivators as cauldrons for others to practice. It’s just that I heard that its leader has been doing this for so many years and has always been cautious. Now that he has broken through to the Jindan stage, the requirements for practice are increasing, so he started to be a little ruthless and finally showed his true colors.” “It turns out that he is also a smart character. It’s no wonder that he has not been discovered for so many years. After Xinggong found out, the leader of the Qingzhu Sect ran away before deciding whether to take action or not. He tricked all the cultivators in the sect to a deserted island and sold them all, including a deputy sect leader in the middle stage of foundation building and three deacons in the early stage of foundation building. Not a single one of them escaped.”

“Hey! The leader of the Qingzhu Sect is not only a talented person, but also a ruthless person. He actually sold out all the cultivators in the sect, leaving no one alive!”

“Before leaving, those close followers of the Qingzhu Sect’s leader thought they would not be sold out and were waiting to share the profits. But after they left, they found out that they were also commodities!”

“Below the Golden Core, we are all ants. It is impossible to escape, and it is impossible to resist. We can only accept our fate.”

When the young man said this, a look of admiration appeared on his face.

“Thinking back to the Qingzhu Sect’s leader, he was just an early foundation-building cultivator. I heard that he offended the Six Lian Palaces on Kuixing Island, so he had to run to Tianxing City to make a living.”

“But I didn’t expect that after coming here, I don’t know what kind of inspiration he got, or the guidance of some otherworldly master, he actually founded the Qingzhu Sect and started the business of reselling female cultivators. He grew from an early foundation-building cultivator to the Golden Core stage.”

“Although what he did caused the wrath of heaven and people’s resentment and was despicable, his inspirational story was talked about with great relish by people. I am the first person in Tianxing City to be inspired by a casual cultivator in thousands of years!”

After she finished speaking, the neighbors around her, including Sister Jin, opened their mouths slightly and widened their eyes in shock.

“This is too brutal.”

“The key is this Qingzhu Sect. I heard that it has been established for nearly a hundred years. Who would have thought that it was doing this kind of business behind the scenes?”

“Who says it’s not true? I think the two little girls from the Zhao family are really pitiful.”

“Ah! If it was an ordinary year, they might not be sold. The two girls, one with four spiritual roots and one with five spiritual roots, have poor aptitude and can’t be sold for a good price.”

“That’s right. If the profit from selling them is not as good as the long-term benefits they can provide, then the sect leader, who knows how shrewd he is, will naturally not do a business that loses money.”

After hearing this, the young man who shared the information nodded in agreement.

Ye Xiaotian stood aside, listening quietly to these people’s conversation.

I was stunned.

“Could this leader of the Qingzhu Sect be a fellow villager who traveled through time?”

“Why does this business of his sound more and more familiar to me?”

“To put it simply, isn’t this just the same as what happened to those guys in the telecommunications industry in my previous life?”

Ye Xiaotian carried the catch and walked towards his shop. The figures of the two little girls at that time appeared in his mind, and he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

This is fate!
Looking back to the past, Han Li’s master, Mo Juren, had always been thinking of taking over another’s body.

It’s just that Han Li is the protagonist, the son of destiny, and he owns the little green bottle, so his cultivation progress is very fast, which destroys Doctor Mo’s conspiracy and makes all his calculations come to nothing.

But there are too many people in this world who are ignorant and confused. How can they fight against this old bastard who has been struggling in the world of immortal cultivation for so long?
Just like the two sisters of the Zhao family, who could have imagined that the sect they joined would be sold off by their own clan without leaving a single person behind.

After returning to the shop, Ye Xiaotian felt a little depressed.

This month has passed.

Logically speaking, if the foundation is successfully established, it is time to come out, right?

Ye Xiaotian didn’t think too much about it, but went to bed, covered himself with the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, afternoon.

Ye Xiaotian brought the gifts and rushed to the cave of the white-haired Taoist priest.

But then three monks from the Star Palace flew over together.

He was stunned and asked, “May I ask if you are here to see Master Sun?”

“The owner of this cave has passed away. Are you his descendant?”

The person who spoke was a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Ye Xiaotian shook his head.

Then, he turned around and left.

The Zhao sisters were packaged and sold off.

Immortal Master Sun tried to build a foundation, but died in the cave without succeeding.

What is the reason for all this?
Isn’t it because we are too weak?

If he were powerful, how could the Zhao sisters fall into danger so easily?
If he was powerful, how could this Immortal Master Sun get stuck in the foundation-building device and die as a result?

If you want to control your own destiny, you must become strong.

As Ye Xiaotian walked, the determination in his heart became even stronger.

After February.

Inside the shop, Ye Xiaotian opened his eyes slightly. At this moment, the violent temper of the divine refining technique had already been completely refined by him. After strengthening the belief in his heart, it seemed that it was only a matter of time before he could break through the second level.

“Shopkeeper, my son hasn’t come back yet?”

Just at this moment, an old voice was heard.

Ye Xiaotian looked up and was stunned.

Now that March has passed, if I think about it carefully, Zhao Hu should have returned.

The reason why he didn’t return at this time might be because he was delayed by something.

But the greater possibility
(End of this chapter)