Reading settings
american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0546_part_01
Chapter 1309
chapter 0546 part 1
**Chapter 531: Meeting**
On the Back Mountain of Big Bamboo Peak, there was once a dense Bamboo Sea. For a long time, the disciples of Big Bamboo Peak would train by holding woodcutting knives and cutting down Black Bamboo to temper their physiques.
Wind blew through the Bamboo Forest. A white-robed figure stood among the bamboo, watching the swaying forest and listening to the rustling sound of the bamboo. She seemed lost in thought.
She remembered that the Back Mountain of Small Bamboo Peak also had such a Bamboo Forest. She and Senior Sister Wen Min loved practicing their swordsmanship in the Bamboo Forest.
However, later, Senior Sister Wen Min fell for Senior Brother Song Daren from Big Bamboo Peak and always used sword practice as an excuse to meet him in secret.
Slowly, she was the only one left practicing swordsmanship in the Bamboo Forest.
"You've come!" The black-clothed young man sitting cross-legged on the Boulder saw the white-robed figure in the Bamboo Forest. A trace of guilt welled up in his heart.
"Mm."
The woman, whose white robes were like snow and who possessed a cold and ethereal presence, nodded. "I remember it was only thirty years ago when you planted these Black Bamboo. I didn't expect them to grow so quickly!"
"The spiritual energy in the Upper Realm is naturally incomparable to our World!"
The black-clothed man shook his head, stood up, and walked over to the white-robed woman. He reached out and patted a section of Black Bamboo beside them that was as thick as a wrist.
"Bamboo of this thickness in our World could only be matched by those few thousand-year-old bamboo sections. It could even be refined into a decent magic treasure!
I remember Master had a bamboo whip refined from thousand-year-old Black Bamboo. Senior Brother Du was whipped by that bamboo whip quite a bit!"
Mentioning his Master and Senior Brothers, a smile finally appeared on the black-clothed man's troubled face.
His happiest time was the life he spent with his Master, Master's Wife, and Senior Brothers on Big Bamboo Peak.
In his dreams at midnight, he could always see Big Bamboo Peak, his Senior Brothers messing around, Da Huang carrying Xiao Hui to steal food from the kitchen. At that time, besides being troubled by his slow cultivation progress and worrying about embarrassing his Master, he didn't have so many other worries.
"The reputation of your Sixth Senior Brother isn't just within the Qingyun Sect! Those three dice magic treasures are unique even in the Cultivation World. Even some Demonic Cultivators have heard of Du Bishu's great name! No wonder Martial Uncle Tian wanted to teach him a lesson!"
Listening to the black-clothed man recount the past, a faint, knowing smile also appeared on the white-robed woman's cold face. Although it was fleeting, it caused the black-clothed man's expression to freeze! He hadn't seen her smile in a long time.
"I'm sorry, Xueqi!" Looking at the woman, after a long silence, the black-clothed man swallowed thousands of words back down. He mumbled a single sentence.
The white-robed woman looked at the expression of deep guilt on the black-clothed man's face and said calmly, "You don't need to apologize. This is the path I chose myself!"
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to come to this Upper Realm!"
The black-clothed man hesitated to speak. The white-robed woman saw his troubled expression and pursed her lips. "You don't need to say anything more. Let's wait until Biyao wakes up. I won't give up, Zhang Xiaofan. I will compete with her fairly!"
Looking at this woman, who was as cold and ethereal as a snow lotus, the black-clothed man was startled. A bitter smile of guilt appeared on his face. He owed her too much, so much that he could never repay it in several lifetimes.
But Biyao... Thinking of the girl who bravely used her flesh and blood to block the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the black-clothed man subconsciously stroked the Joyful Union Bell in his embrace.
The white-robed woman noticed the black-clothed man's action. Her gaze darkened.
"I returned to Small Bamboo Peak a few days ago. Master thought I had become an Immortal! She kept asking me what the Immortal Realm was like! I also went to Big Bamboo Peak. Martial Uncle Tian is in good health, and your Senior Brothers are all doing well!"
The white-robed woman looked deeply at the black-clothed man. "Junior Sister Tian had a daughter two years ago! I gave her a gift on your behalf!"
The black-clothed man, Zhang Xiaofan, smiled awkwardly under the white-robed woman's gaze. Senior Sister Tian Ling'er... Forty years passed in the blink of an eye. The girl who once made his heart flutter while dancing with a red ribbon now felt like someone from another era.
"I recently made a friend. She told me she has a method to help Biyao return her soul!"
Two figures, one black and one white, stood on a high slope, overlooking the vast Bamboo Sea covering the mountains.
Zhang Xiaofan's eyebrow furrowed slightly. "Xueqi, after completing a few more missions, I'll have enough contribution points to exchange for the Soul Return Pill!"
Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to burden the person beside him any further because of his own matters.
"Acha told me that given Biyao's situation, the Soul Return Pill from K'un-Lun alone can't save her. We must retrieve her soul from the Underworld Administration!"
"I know that. Asking the Ghost Messengers in the Netherworld to act once costs twenty thousand contribution points. These years, by selling these Black Bamboo, I've also saved up some contribution points!"
The black-clothed man looked at the "Thousand-Year Spirit Bamboo" covering the mountains and plains. Using the reputation of that High Immortal named Wade Wilson, he successfully established a relationship with the people from Heavenly Soldier Valley, a Subordinate of Heavenly Craft Hall.
This variant spirit bamboo, Black Bamboo, could not only be used to make spirit bows and talisman arrows but also for papermaking. This spirit bamboo paper was a top-grade material for drawing spirit talismans.
Although he brought the Black Bamboo from the Zhu Xian World, after decades of wild growth, it was now found everywhere in Tai Ming Yu Wan Heaven and wasn't considered rare.
It was only because the Black Bamboo on his mountain had been growing for a long time, coupled with Wade Wilson's connections, that he became a supplier to Heavenly Soldier Valley.
Although Heavenly Soldier Valley's purchase price wasn't high, he and Xueqi were able to establish a foothold here precisely because of this Bamboo Forest.
It's not easy to live in the Heavenly Court. Don't look at how people from Qingyun Sect and Ghost King Sect envy their ascension to the Upper Realm. But in this Immortal Realm, if you want to advance further, whether it's good cultivation methods, spirit pills, or magic treasures, they all have a clearly marked price.
In fact, as long as you have enough contribution points, you can even get those high and mighty Immortals to act for you. However, this also gave Zhang Xiaofan hope of saving his beloved.
Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi stood side by side. A breeze blew, and a strand of black hair brushed against Zhang Xiaofan's face. A strange fragrance filled his nostrils, causing his face to turn red. He couldn't help but turn his head.
"Xueqi, who is this Acha you mentioned, and where is this K'un-Lun she spoke of?"
Seeing the gaze from the person beside him, Zhang Xiaofan quickly found a topic.
Lu Xueqi glanced at Zhang Xiaofan. That cold gaze gave Zhang Xiaofan the illusion of facing the Tianya Divine Sword directly.
Fortunately, Lu Xueqi only looked at him for a moment before reaching up to smooth her hair.
"Not long ago, I went to the Cycle World and met that girl named Acha there. She is also a Reincarnator. She told me that the Soul Return Pill on the contribution ranking comes from K'un-Lun!"
"You went to the Cycle World again! Xueqi, I told you, I can handle Biyao's matters myself. All you need to do is focus on your cultivation!"
Zhang Xiaofan's complexion immediately darkened upon hearing Lu Xueqi's words.
"I didn't go to the Cycle World just for Biyao. You should understand my personality. My sword dao can only become more refined through demon slaying. Don't worry, with the Tianya Divine Sword in my hand, those monsters and ghouls can't do anything to me!"
Lu Xueqi saw Zhang Xiaofan's worried face. A smile appeared on her cold face. She tightened her grip on the blue treasured sword in her hand and gestured towards Zhang Xiaofan.
"The Cycle World is not a safe place. Don't go there anymore!" Zhang Xiaofan said in a deep voice.
"No!" Lu Xueqi shook her head. "I need to temper my sword dao!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at Lu Xueqi, and Lu Xueqi looked back at him without backing down. Their gazes met, neither yielding.
**Chapter 531: Meeting**
On the Back Mountain of Big Bamboo Peak, there was once a dense Bamboo Sea. For a long time, the disciples of Big Bamboo Peak would train by holding woodcutting knives and cutting down Black Bamboo to temper their physiques.
Wind blew through the Bamboo Forest. A white-robed figure stood among the bamboo, watching the swaying forest and listening to the rustling sound of the bamboo. She seemed lost in thought.
She remembered that the Back Mountain of Small Bamboo Peak also had such a Bamboo Forest. She and Senior Sister Wen Min loved practicing their swordsmanship in the Bamboo Forest.
However, later, Senior Sister Wen Min fell for Senior Brother Song Daren from Big Bamboo Peak and always used sword practice as an excuse to meet him in secret.
Slowly, she was the only one left practicing swordsmanship in the Bamboo Forest.
"You've come!" The black-clothed young man sitting cross-legged on the Boulder saw the white-robed figure in the Bamboo Forest. A trace of guilt welled up in his heart.
"Mm."
The woman, whose white robes were like snow and who possessed a cold and ethereal presence, nodded. "I remember it was only thirty years ago when you planted these Black Bamboo. I didn't expect them to grow so quickly!"
"The spiritual energy in the Upper Realm is naturally incomparable to our World!"
The black-clothed man shook his head, stood up, and walked over to the white-robed woman. He reached out and patted a section of Black Bamboo beside them that was as thick as a wrist.
"Bamboo of this thickness in our World could only be matched by those few thousand-year-old bamboo sections. It could even be refined into a decent magic treasure!
I remember Master had a bamboo whip refined from thousand-year-old Black Bamboo. Senior Brother Du was whipped by that bamboo whip quite a bit!"
Mentioning his Master and Senior Brothers, a smile finally appeared on the black-clothed man's troubled face.
His happiest time was the life he spent with his Master, Master's Wife, and Senior Brothers on Big Bamboo Peak.
In his dreams at midnight, he could always see Big Bamboo Peak, his Senior Brothers messing around, Da Huang carrying Xiao Hui to steal food from the kitchen. At that time, besides being troubled by his slow cultivation progress and worrying about embarrassing his Master, he didn't have so many other worries.
"The reputation of your Sixth Senior Brother isn't just within the Qingyun Sect! Those three dice magic treasures are unique even in the Cultivation World. Even some Demonic Cultivators have heard of Du Bishu's great name! No wonder Martial Uncle Tian wanted to teach him a lesson!"
Listening to the black-clothed man recount the past, a faint, knowing smile also appeared on the white-robed woman's cold face. Although it was fleeting, it caused the black-clothed man's expression to freeze! He hadn't seen her smile in a long time.
"I'm sorry, Xueqi!" Looking at the woman, after a long silence, the black-clothed man swallowed thousands of words back down. He mumbled a single sentence.
The white-robed woman looked at the expression of deep guilt on the black-clothed man's face and said calmly, "You don't need to apologize. This is the path I chose myself!"
"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to come to this Upper Realm!"
The black-clothed man hesitated to speak. The white-robed woman saw his troubled expression and pursed her lips. "You don't need to say anything more. Let's wait until Biyao wakes up. I won't give up, Zhang Xiaofan. I will compete with her fairly!"
Looking at this woman, who was as cold and ethereal as a snow lotus, the black-clothed man was startled. A bitter smile of guilt appeared on his face. He owed her too much, so much that he could never repay it in several lifetimes.
But Biyao... Thinking of the girl who bravely used her flesh and blood to block the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the black-clothed man subconsciously stroked the Joyful Union Bell in his embrace.
The white-robed woman noticed the black-clothed man's action. Her gaze darkened.
"I returned to Small Bamboo Peak a few days ago. Master thought I had become an Immortal! She kept asking me what the Immortal Realm was like! I also went to Big Bamboo Peak. Martial Uncle Tian is in good health, and your Senior Brothers are all doing well!"
The white-robed woman looked deeply at the black-clothed man. "Junior Sister Tian had a daughter two years ago! I gave her a gift on your behalf!"
The black-clothed man, Zhang Xiaofan, smiled awkwardly under the white-robed woman's gaze. Senior Sister Tian Ling'er... Forty years passed in the blink of an eye. The girl who once made his heart flutter while dancing with a red ribbon now felt like someone from another era.
"I recently made a friend. She told me she has a method to help Biyao return her soul!"
Two figures, one black and one white, stood on a high slope, overlooking the vast Bamboo Sea covering the mountains.
Zhang Xiaofan's eyebrow furrowed slightly. "Xueqi, after completing a few more missions, I'll have enough contribution points to exchange for the Soul Return Pill!"
Zhang Xiaofan didn't want to burden the person beside him any further because of his own matters.
"Acha told me that given Biyao's situation, the Soul Return Pill from K'un-Lun alone can't save her. We must retrieve her soul from the Underworld Administration!"
"I know that. Asking the Ghost Messengers in the Netherworld to act once costs twenty thousand contribution points. These years, by selling these Black Bamboo, I've also saved up some contribution points!"
The black-clothed man looked at the "Thousand-Year Spirit Bamboo" covering the mountains and plains. Using the reputation of that High Immortal named Wade Wilson, he successfully established a relationship with the people from Heavenly Soldier Valley, a Subordinate of Heavenly Craft Hall.
This variant spirit bamboo, Black Bamboo, could not only be used to make spirit bows and talisman arrows but also for papermaking. This spirit bamboo paper was a top-grade material for drawing spirit talismans.
Although he brought the Black Bamboo from the Zhu Xian World, after decades of wild growth, it was now found everywhere in Tai Ming Yu Wan Heaven and wasn't considered rare.
It was only because the Black Bamboo on his mountain had been growing for a long time, coupled with Wade Wilson's connections, that he became a supplier to Heavenly Soldier Valley.
Although Heavenly Soldier Valley's purchase price wasn't high, he and Xueqi were able to establish a foothold here precisely because of this Bamboo Forest.
It's not easy to live in the Heavenly Court. Don't look at how people from Qingyun Sect and Ghost King Sect envy their ascension to the Upper Realm. But in this Immortal Realm, if you want to advance further, whether it's good cultivation methods, spirit pills, or magic treasures, they all have a clearly marked price.
In fact, as long as you have enough contribution points, you can even get those high and mighty Immortals to act for you. However, this also gave Zhang Xiaofan hope of saving his beloved.
Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi stood side by side. A breeze blew, and a strand of black hair brushed against Zhang Xiaofan's face. A strange fragrance filled his nostrils, causing his face to turn red. He couldn't help but turn his head.
"Xueqi, who is this Acha you mentioned, and where is this K'un-Lun she spoke of?"
Seeing the gaze from the person beside him, Zhang Xiaofan quickly found a topic.
Lu Xueqi glanced at Zhang Xiaofan. That cold gaze gave Zhang Xiaofan the illusion of facing the Tianya Divine Sword directly.
Fortunately, Lu Xueqi only looked at him for a moment before reaching up to smooth her hair.
"Not long ago, I went to the Cycle World and met that girl named Acha there. She is also a Reincarnator. She told me that the Soul Return Pill on the contribution ranking comes from K'un-Lun!"
"You went to the Cycle World again! Xueqi, I told you, I can handle Biyao's matters myself. All you need to do is focus on your cultivation!"
Zhang Xiaofan's complexion immediately darkened upon hearing Lu Xueqi's words.
"I didn't go to the Cycle World just for Biyao. You should understand my personality. My sword dao can only become more refined through demon slaying. Don't worry, with the Tianya Divine Sword in my hand, those monsters and ghouls can't do anything to me!"
Lu Xueqi saw Zhang Xiaofan's worried face. A smile appeared on her cold face. She tightened her grip on the blue treasured sword in her hand and gestured towards Zhang Xiaofan.
"The Cycle World is not a safe place. Don't go there anymore!" Zhang Xiaofan said in a deep voice.
"No!" Lu Xueqi shook her head. "I need to temper my sword dao!"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at Lu Xueqi, and Lu Xueqi looked back at him without backing down. Their gazes met, neither yielding.
