Immortal Me Can Infinitely Add Points For Myself

　　The Great Celestial Venerable could hear it.

　　Because the Great Celestial Venerable was standing outside, but the Great Celestial Venerable didn't want to reply.

　　The woman waved her hand. "Since you don't want to, then go back. Think carefully about whether it's suitable for you to stay in White Floating Mountain. After all, a melon twisted off by force might quench your thirst, but it's not sweet and not interesting either."

　　"Okay." Chen Xia replied and ended his perspective of watching the fight. He walked back along the way he came. When he was halfway there, he disappeared in a flash.

　　This woman was really something. She could even start a multi-person combat mode.

　　Impressive.

　　If Chen Xia hadn't cultivated for hundreds of years and had a bit of self-restraint, he might have fallen for it.

　　When he sent this strand of divine soul into the small world this time, besides watching the fight, the most important thing was to find an opportunity to attain enlightenment.

　　Cultivators in the world needed to experience things in order to have insights when attaining enlightenment.

　　Chen Xia didn't need to experience them. Just watching was okay, just like when he observed the tree for fifty years before.

　　If he watched the whole story this time, he should gain something.

　　If not, it could only mean that this story wasn't exciting enough.

　　Chen Xia hoped it would be an exciting story. At least the fight scene at the beginning was exciting enough. It was worth his special trip here.

　　The daily cultivation in White Floating Mountain was rather boring. There were no cultivation techniques. They just waited for the woman to call their names and then enter the main hall.

　　Because Chen Xia was a new disciple and had refused the woman before, he didn't receive the woman's summons. Instead, he had a new task.

　　Carrying coffins.

　　He had to carry the coffin to the house at the back of White Floating Mountain, which was the room where Yun Miao was imprisoned.

　　The coffin was so big that asking Chen Xia to carry it alone was no easy task. It was a bit of a deliberate刁难.

　　Fortunately, Chen Xia was more skillful. Carrying the coffin, he flashed and arrived in front of Yun Miao's house. Then he kicked the door open casually and threw the coffin directly inside.

　　"Your delivery. Please confirm it."

　　Yun Miao was meditating. Looking at the sudden coffin, he was a bit stunned for a moment. After a while, he just shook his head and sighed softly.

　　"So soon?"

　　"I told you it's a delivery." Chen Xia explained.

　　"That's not what I meant." Yun Miao argued and didn't continue. After a moment of silence, he sighed again and looked at Chen Xia.

　　"You're a new disciple, right?"

　　"Sort of." Chen Xia nodded and leaned slightly against the threshold.

　　"What do you think of the master's wife?" Yun Miao asked again.

　　"She's okay. She has her own ideas. A remarkable woman." Chen Xia gave a fairly good evaluation.

　　"Yeah." Yun Miao nodded. "I thought so too at first, but it's different now. She's practiced heretical and evil ways, using disciples as cauldrons, extracting their blood essence and absorbing their lifespan."

　　"She can't just get something for nothing, right?" Chen Xia explained for the woman and then shook his head. "But absorbing lifespan is indeed a bit too much."

　　Time is money. She's sucking up gold!

　　"White Floating Mountain is a famous and upright sect. We can't let her continue to ruin it like this. Now the reputation of White Floating Mountain is already very bad and is almost about to be removed from the list of righteous sects."

　　Yun Miao clenched his clothes tightly in his hands and continued.

　　"I can't let her continue to act recklessly. I must set things right!"

　　Chen Xia's shoulder leaning against the door slipped a bit. With some emotion, he said, "If you had let the master's wife develop for a few more decades, maybe White Floating Mountain would become the sect with the most people at that time."

　　This was quite possible. After all, few male cultivators could resist such temptations, and young and energetic male cultivators had no shortage of blood essence.

　　"It's already against the original intention of Master." Yun Miao lamented painfully. "It's not that I'm pedantic. If it was just something I couldn't bear to see, I could have just left and ignored this mess."

　　"But Master took me in and treated me like his own son. He had always wanted to build a famous and upright sect in the world to protect one side."

　　"Since the master's wife took over the sect, although she can't be said to be extremely cruel, she has killed quite a number of junior disciples who opposed her after all, and the ideas she promoted were too unorthodox and didn't conform to the rules."

　　This was a dispute over the path between the two.

　　As a bystander, Chen Xia didn't want to get involved and didn't have the intention to interfere. He yawned and let them do whatever they wanted.

　　Yun Miao put his hands on his knees, sat cross-legged, lowered his head towards Chen Xia, and said in a solemn tone.

　　"I've told you so much, not to ask you to do anything, nor to ask you to take sides. There's just one thing I want to ask of you."

　　Before Yun Miao even said it, Chen Xia already knew what it was.

　　Yun Miao lowered his head even more and pleaded in a sad tone. "If I die, it's okay. It's just my fate. But little Chan'er is only five years old, and she has nothing to do with this at all."

　　"On the second day of the first lunar month, on a festive day, I'm going to settle these matters once and for all and thoroughly clean up this house."

　　"I've left some valuable items that should be able to be pawned for some money, enough for her to live without worry about food and clothing."

　　"If you're willing, come to find me on the second day of the first lunar month."

　　Chen Xia had already slid down to the threshold and simply sat down. He asked rhetorically, "Aren't you afraid that I'll take the money and not do anything?"

　　"Oh, right." Yun Miao nodded and laughed at himself. "Just consider it as me being desperate and making a hasty decision. I'm really sorry."

　　Chen Xia propped up his head and commented, "It seems that your vision is still not broad enough."

　　If his vision was broader, he wouldn't be tangled in this topic but would choose to join in, build the strongest sect in the world, and fulfill Master's last wish from another aspect.

　　As long as you're strong enough, you are the greatest famous and upright sect.

　　However, Yun Miao, who was only over two hundred years old, definitely couldn't understand this kind of reasoning. At present, he already had the determination to die and decided to exchange his life with his master's wife.

　　Yun Miao's eyes and brows drooped, and his expression couldn't be seen clearly. He just replied softly, "Maybe so."

　　But he just couldn't bear to see White Floating Mountain turn into this state. He was an ordinary cultivator with a limited lifespan, only having two or three hundred years of life.

　　Maybe his vision was too narrow.

　　Chen Xia looked at this cultivator who could be considered his junior and slowly stood up. He nodded and said.

　　"It's no problem to take care of the little girl. I have experience."

　　Yun Miao showed a delighted expression on his face and bowed to Chen Xia. "Thank you, fellow cultivator."

　　He didn't say "junior brother" but used the term "fellow cultivator", obviously elevating Chen Xia's status quite a bit.

　　However, he would never have thought that the person in front of him was actually the Great Celestial Venerable whom he had been worshiping for nearly two hundred years.

　　In other words, all the cultivators in the world could be considered Chen Xia's juniors.

　　Chen Xia didn't care about such trifles. He twisted his waist a bit, feeling too bored and planning to leave.

　　Yun Miao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly stood up and bowed again. There was more respect in his tone as he clasped his fists and said sincerely.

　　"May the Great Celestial Venerable bless you."

　　Hearing this sentence, Chen Xia really couldn't hold it in.

　　Bless myself?