The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 195 - 194: It Wasn’t My Disciple Who Caused Harm

Chapter 195: Chapter 194: It Wasn’t My Disciple Who Caused Harm

Xie Jiuniang returned to her own cave dwelling.

She began to organize the treasures from the Secret Realm, including the Spirit Plants she obtained earlier in the Fusang Secret Realm. Those she didn’t need were placed into a Storage Ring; the useful and rare ones were set aside separately.

Xie Jiuniang decided to package the Spirit Plants she didn’t need for Master Chaoyan to handle, and keep the rare ones for her own use.

Once Master Chaoyan had someone refine them into Elixirs, they would be given directly to her finished.

She needn’t trouble herself with the effort of concocting them.

Moreover, Xie Jiuniang wanted Nine Revolutions Life-Prolonging Pills, essential spirit pills for preserving life. She wanted at least three, one for her father, one for her mother, and one to keep on her person for protection.

Yes, that would be enough.

She wasn’t greedy.

If Master Chaoyan knew her thoughts, he probably would have knocked on her forehead, telling her not to daydream.

Xie Jiuniang then took out the Ice Soul Stone.

After studying it for a while with no results, she sealed it away in a Spiritual Wood Box. Otherwise, its coldness was a bit frightening.

Next, she took out that large piece of wood. An ethereal fragrance instantly filled the entire cave dwelling, lifting the spirits of anyone who smelled it.

What kind of wood was it?

Xie Jiuniang didn’t recognize it, but she knew it was something precious.

As for what it specifically was, she would look it up in the Sect’s library when she had the chance.

Xie Jiuniang pondered for quite a while.

Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and she carefully probed the inside of the wood with her Divine Sense, inspecting the insect nest within.

There, in the innermost part, she unsurprisingly found some tiny eggs.

These were Soul-Devouring Insect eggs!

Frightened, Xie Jiuniang quickly withdrew her Divine Sense.

Jian Lingyan asked, "Master, won’t you contract one?"

"Do you want me to contract one?" Xie Jiuniang countered.

The Sword Spirit’s child-like voice rose a notch, "No way! Having me is enough for Master, you can’t raise any others."

The master might be a bit stingy, but occasionally it was possible to reap some benefits. Now that Its origin has recovered by two or three tenths in less than a decade, the speed was unimaginable.

At first, It thought it would take at least a few hundred years to recover by one or two tenths.

If Master were to raise another one, what would It do then?

Thinking of the Sword Spirit’s excited child-like tone, Xie Jiuniang couldn’t help but laugh. "All right, all right, I won’t raise another one."

One was enough, there was no need for any more.

Xie Jiuniang didn’t want to, yet she thought of her parents.

When the time came, she could let her parents contract it. They wouldn’t raise it openly but could nurture it in secret, to use as a secret weapon.

Thinking of her parents made her heart fill with a touch of longing...

"Disciple, someone is looking for you..." Master Chaoyan’s Sound Transmission Talisman came through, "I told them you were in closed-door cultivation, so you just focus on your cultivation for a while."

Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Xie Jiuniang’s face.

It most likely had to do with the Mysterious Ice Fig, didn’t it?

Xie Jiuniang sent a message through her Sound Transmission Talisman, "Master, is someone targeting me?"

"Yes, someone has set their sights on your Mysterious Ice Fig." Another Sound Transmission Talisman from Master Chaoyan flew in.

This made things clear for Xie Jiuniang.

The incident at the Sword Sect had drawn observers from the Tianxu Sect.

Back then, she only harvested the fruits and didn’t destroy the original plants. Anyone with a bit of Divine Sense could detect how many fruits had been plucked.

Xie Jiuniang thought of Lin Wangchen and Ren Bingyan among others.

The disciples from Tianxu Sect present at that time were led by two individuals.

Lin Wangchen, who had been seriously injured, was taken away by an elder from the Lin Family and had not yet returned to the Sect, so it couldn’t have been him who spoke out. Therefore, the likelihood that it was Ren Bingyan who did, was high.

Xie Jiuniang bore no ill will towards Ren Bingyan.

In her past life, this woman was quite remarkable, and she had had no quarrels with her.

Now, however, she had been outmaneuvered by the other party. Well, it wasn’t a big deal anyway.

Xie Jiuniang then took out another Sound Transmission Talisman, "Master, I’d like to exchange for a Nine Turn Life Vitality Pill. If someone else wishes to trade for it, I am open to negotiations."

Chaoyan, who was bickering with his fellow peers in the main hall on the Sect’s Main Peak, received the message from his treasured disciple and didn’t avoid Chaoruo.

Both of them heard the transmission.

The vigorous voice of the girl sounded distinctly youthful, most likely due to her early Foundation Establishment, still carrying a hint of childlike innocence.

Chaoruo chuckled lightly, "Junior brother, you ask me every year for a share of the Nine Turn Life Vitality Pill, it isn’t for the sake of your disciple, is it?"

"She is too prone to attracting trouble. Without one for self-defense, I can’t be at ease," Chaoyan didn’t mention the one he had already lost carelessly due to his disciple.

Chaoruo continued, "That won’t be easy to exchange. It might have been before, as Shengxi Grass wasn’t hard to come by. But now, it’s becoming scarcer every year. At this rate, Shengxi Grass will eventually disappear completely."

Shengxi Grass is the main ingredient in crafting the Nine Turn Life Vitality Pill.

It could be found in untamed mountain ranges or dangerous places that some humans have never ventured into, but the peril there is also great. Few without sufficient strength would risk it, so if Chaoyan wanted to find some, he would have to search himself.

Chaoyan was contemplating whether he should make a personal trip for it.

To trade a Mysterious Ice Fig for it, one fruit for one pill, others might not be willing, but without such an exchange, his poor disciple would be at a disadvantage.

Chaoyan inquired, "What do you think about Zangshen Mountain? I could take a look deep inside, perhaps find one or two plants."

"Don’t be reckless," Chaoruo knew his habit of being petty, "I’ve received news that the girl has ten or so on her, there’s no need for you to take risks. Let her give out two or three, and she can also sell a few favors."

In terms of rarity, Mysterious Ice Figs are even scarcer.

So far, they have only been discovered in the Lu Yuan Secret Realm.

Chaoyan said, "My disciple just got back and thought of paying respects to you, do you really have the heart to covet her possessions?"

A tic appeared in Chaoruo’s eye, "Half a jar of Monkey Wine?"

"You think it’s too little? If it’s not enough, you can give it back to me. I won’t mind," Chaoyan shifted his seat unconsciously.

A flicker of doubt crossed Chaoruo’s eyes, "Is it common to present half a jar as a gift to one’s elders?"

"Half a jar is already quite good. Think about it, has your disciple ever shown you such respect? My disciple respects me, her master, so much that even you benefit from it," Chaoyan took out a Spiritual Wood Box containing Longevity Fruits and waved it in front of Chaoruo, "See this? These are what my disciple gave me."

Chaoruo didn’t really suspect anything.

It was his junior brother’s first time taking a disciple, and he cherished her deeply.

Still, it was quite enviable.

Without comparison, there is no grievance. After all these years of accepting disciples, had he ever received much respect from them? disciples he had been quite pleased with in the past, now seemed unsatisfactory in every aspect.

That’s the trouble with comparisons.

Just then, another Sound Transmission Talisman flew in.

"Sect Master, I heard that a disciple from the Main Peak has found Mysterious Ice Figs. Are there any to spare? What do you think of an exchange?" a robust male voice resonated in the hall.

As the power of the Talisman dissipated,

Chaoruo said helplessly, "That’s the eighth one."

His gaze settled firmly on Chaoyan.

The more Chaoyan was looked at, the calmer he sat, "I don’t believe you can’t handle it."

"There are many stuck without a breakthrough," Chaoruo reminded him.

Chaoyan replied with mocking laughter, "It’s not my disciple’s fault."

"Alright, alright, go negotiate with her. She can put them up for an internal auction or exchange for the things she needs," Chaoruo, tired of looking at him, told him to roll out quickly.