Ever since the conversation about his illusory body, Song Ren became much quieter for a couple of days. He did not even have the mood to bully Yun Heng anymore. Instead, every time he saw Lonemoon and Yi Qing, he would go into hiding while covering the lower half of his body. He always looked so afraid, as if they were planning to do something to him at any moment. His eyes were also always filled with indignance."Hey, hey, hey, why are you looking at us like we're wolves?" Lonemoon pursed his lips. He could not resist grabbing Song Ren and confronting him. "Even if your thing is growing out, we're not interested in it! It's not like we're lacking it."
"Not... lacking it? Song Ren's eyes widened. What did that mean? Did they pluck off many in the past?
"We have cupboards full of that thing that you have." Radish would sprout one every now and then..
"Cup... cupboards full!" Song Ren looked terrified. Even his legs began to tremble.
"That's just about enough from you. Do you really think we care for your thing?"
"..." You already have cupboards full of them – how dare you say you don't care for it?
"Since this thing has begun growing on your body, it's up to you how you want to deal with it. You can give it to others or you can use it to refine pills. We don't care! But I'm reminding you – if you don't use sorcery to preserve it after plucking it off, you must use it for pill refinement within three days. Otherwise, even if you refine a pill with it later on, you would not be able to consume it."
Consume!!!
Pluck it off, and eat it, and refine pills with it!
w(゚Д゚)w
Song Ren felt a chill run down his spine. His body was beginning to hurt. "You're a bunch of demons!" After shouting, he threw his hands in exasperation and ran out, not even noticing Yun Heng, who just walked into the hall. In a flash, he disappeared.
Lonemoon, "..."
Yi Qing: "..."
Shen Ying, "..."
"What are you all looking at me for?" Lonemoon turned to glare at the master and disciple duo. "Did I say something wrong?"
"N-No." The two of them shook their heads.
Get rice, get rice, get rice...
Cook, cook, cook...
You're rich – you're always right!
"Three Exalted Masters..." Yun Heng, who just walked in, looked extremely confused. "What's going on with Fellow Daoist Song?"
"Perhaps he's going through a rebellious phase?" Lonemoon replied, glancing at him. "Were you looking for us for something?"
It was then that Yun Heng recalled his purpose for entering. He handed a letter to Lonemoon and said excitedly, "It's like this, Exalted Master, when I went to the Mystic Sects to report urgent news to them early, I found a series of deviant- remnant souls in the north once again. They were traveling steadily in our direction as well. Your disciple was thinking that since we have all been training for a long time, could we-"
"You want to bring people from our sect up there to deal with the ghosts?" Lonemoon frowned.
"Yes." Yun Heng nodded. He looked more excited. "Everybody's purpose for cultivating was to deal with these deviant ghosts and do justice for the world. Why not we take this opportunity to let everyone-"
"No!" Lonemoon interrupted. They hadn't even grown their wings and they already wanted to fly. "They have only just learned to gather Qi into their bodies. They don't even have their foundations yet, and they've only learned a couple of seals. Yet, you're thinking of sending them to deal with a huge bunch of ghosts – and ghosts with grievous energy at that. Why not just kill them immediately?"
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My Master Disconnected Yet Again (Part 3)
Historical FictionPART 3 Everyone said that Yi Qing was the number one Sword Cultivator in the world, with a swordsmanship and cultivation that no one could surpass. Whether it was when he was cultivating in the Lower Realm, or when he was in the Ten Heavens of the U...