My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Top of the peak.

“Hmm?” Yi Qing glanced at the empty table, putting down the vegetable in his hand, he turned towards Lonemoon at the side and asked, “Where’s Master?”

“Just said she was going to water the plants.” He replied while controlling the flying sword to bash up Two-Bucks Zuo. “All those newly sprouted spirit herbs on cannot go to waste.” With that said, he subconsciously lifted his head to look at the sky and silently cursed a word of bootlicker.

“How long has Master been gone?” Yi Qing frowned!

“About… an hour?” Lonemoon briefly calculated, the corner of his mouth twitched at once and he said, “Knowing her, she has probably lost her way again! It’s time for you to go down and pick her up.”

Yi Qing expression darkened, his figure darting out and tracing Shen Ying’s aura, in moments, he found her at the foot of the mountain. She had a watering can on one hand, her other dragging a ball of something, tugging with each step as she climbed up, every step she took crush a big row of spirit herbs.

At a closer look, he then realized that that was actually a person. Why did one person come down but two returned?

“Master!” Yi Qing immediately went forward.

“Chef.” Shen Ying lifted her head for a glance then threw the person she was dragging. “Here!” It was oddly exhausting dragging him.

“This is…” He instinctively took the person, then realized that it was someone familiar, wasn’t this the peak master of the Dan Xia Mountain below, Tian Yi?

“I don’t know!” Shen Ying handed the watering can over too. “He said he was stuck and asked me to help, he fainted once I went over, I guess the elderly have weak constitutions!”

“Um…” This is a Soul Formation cultivator.

Chef did not question further and directly lifted up Tian Yi whose hair was messy and clothes in a shabby state from being dragged around. He summoned his flying sword while reminding, “Master, lunch is ready, it’s time to eat.”

“Lunch!” Shen Ying’s eyes lit up, instantly enlivened, she climbed onto the sword. “Quick, go go go!”

The two flew up to the peak, once they landed, Yi Qing conveniently dumped the person in his hands and he happened to land beside Zuo Shuming who was crippled on the ground in a daze, questioning life from all the beatings he had received from Lonemoon.

“What’s this?” Lonemoon who took the chance to start eating earlier turned back holding his rice bowl and instantly recognized the person on the ground. “Tian Yi? What happened to him?”

“I’m not sure either.” Yi Qing explained, “Seems like it was an agitation that caused a backflow of his Spirit Qi, resulting in him passing out! Nothing serious, he’ll wake up once he slowly calms down.”

“Agitation can lead to passing out too?” Lonemoon shook his head, indeed core cultivators were just weak. Struck by a sudden thought, he turned towards Shen Ying, “What have you done again?”

“Huh?” Meow meow meow?

“Forget it…” Lonemoon could not be bothered to ask, snatching dishes was more important, he finally got the upper hand today. “F*ck! Chef, why are there more dishes in the kitchen, you manipulative b*tch!”

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Tian Yi was merely too pent up at the moment and had some chest pains, he woke soon after. Once he opened his eyes, he saw a disciple lying beside him. Four limbs sprawled out, panting hard, huge droplets of perspiration fell like it was raining. He stared blankly into the air, as if his body was emptied. Several spirit swords still faintly radiating Sword Qi were stuck around him.

Tian Yi was startled and subconsciously sat up. The pupils of the person beside moved, seeming to have darted a look at him but no reaction followed, he continued to pant hard. Before he could figure out what was going on a male voice sounded from behind him, “Hey, finally awake!”

Tian Yi jumped and instinctively searched for the source, only realizing then that there were three people seated behind him. The one on the left was a Foundation Establishment cultivator dressed in the robes of Gui Yi’s disciple uniform, together with the one on the ground beside him, they were probably the two disciples brought to this floating peak. The one in the middle, was the girl he saw earlier who trampled on the fields of high-level spirit herbs earlier. He instantly felt a stabbing pain in his heart and immediately turned to look at the man on the right.

Dressed in blue, pouring tea, he radiated Sword Qi and a faint Soul Formation aura. He instantly understood that this was the Soul Formation sword cultivator who came to them. The agitation in his heart pulled him to his feet as he said, “May I ask if fellow Daoist is Supremacy Yi Qing?”

Yi Qing handed the cup of tea to Shen Ying, then turned back and responded with a “mm”.

Tian Yi was even more agitated and went on nervously, “Then may I ask if all those spirit herbs at the foot of the mountain… were… were planted by Supremacy?”

Yi Qing’s expression darkened as if he was reminded of something. A while later, he replied with two words. “Sort of!” Accurately speaking, that meddlesome Heavenly Dao had grown them itself.

But the other party’s widened, as if he could not suppress his joy. He took a step forward, “Fellow Daoist Yi Qing… no! I should call you Junior Brother Yi Qing now, those spirit…”

“Who’s your Junior Brother?!” His expression turned cold as he stood up. Little b*tch don’t act chummy, my Master only has one disciple, me.

“Huh?” Tian Yi was stunned, why did he suddenly blow up. But he had to bite the bullet and continue. “Then… Fellow Daoist! Could you sell those spirit herbs at the foot of the mountain? I can pay…”

“Not for sale!” Yi Qing rejected instantly, who would sell it to the little b*tch!

“Um…” Tian Yi’s face fell at once, he had the great urge to burst into tears. As a core cultivator, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t moved upon seeing so many spirit herbs. Besides, many of them were varieties that he had always wanted but never had the opportunity to get his hands on. Initially, he wanted to ask if he would sell him some on the account that they were in the same sect, but he did not expect this new Supremacy to have such an odd temper and directly rejected him.

Yet there were no other ways, they belonged to him after all. It would be fine if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, at the most he’d just have to pay a bigger price, but he was also a Soul Formation, which Soul Formation Supremacy wasn’t worshiped by their sect, unless he was willing, no one could get anything from him.

Tian Yi was miserable all over, growing increasingly anxious as he thought on. “Supremacy Yi Qing, to be honest, some of those spirit herbs are ones that I have been searching for years but never had the chance to see. On the account that we’re in the same sect, please just sell me ten, no, five stems! Three would do too! Just give me a price, regardless of how many spirit stones I am willing to pay.”

“Not selling!” Yi Qing remained stubborn and looked even more furious.

Instead, Lonemoon’s eyes lit up as he watched from the side, spirit stones!

“Ch… Supremacy Yi Qing, on the account that Supremacy Tian Yi is so sincere, just sell him a few stems?” He stood up, though wearing an amiable and mediating expression, he sent a voice transmission in the next second, “Chef, sell it to him!”

“Not selling!” Yi Qing still replied with the two words.

“Damn you.” You think it’s easy raising a family, what temper are you throwing before such a valuable deal. “Don’t make trouble, quickly sell them.”

“Not, selling!”

“Your wings are all grown now is it?” Lonemoon pulled a long face, you think I can’t make you submit, he turned and glared at the person beside. “Shen Ying, tell him.”

“Huh?”

“I’ve approved the funds for supper!”

Shen Ying was still and turned around in all seriousness. “Chef, sell!”

“Yes Master, no problem Master!”

Lonemoon: “…” Son of a b*tch!

“I’ll sell!”