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At night.
Shen Ying’s eyelids were slowly closing as she could not resist the temptation to sleep. But just when she was about to fall asleep, her eyes suddenly snapped wide open and she glanced at the bright moonlight outside the window, letting out a long sigh. She had no choice but to climb up from her position, pushed open the window on the right and talked to that perfectly upright figure outside.
Chef, how long do you intend on standing there?
Yi Qing hesitated, immediately standing straighter, before answering seriously,
Master, rest assured. I will guard this place well. Nobody can come near to disturb Master again.
He did not believe that there would be anyone who would still dare to snatch her away right under his nose.
Sigh. Little Hong and her girls have already been officially accepted into the sect, so they won’t be coming here at midnight anymore.
Master, the heart of a person is always unpredictable and evil. We need to be careful just in case.
He continued seriously,
Previously, it was your disciple’s mistake in letting Master be abducted. I will not let myself make this mistake a third time.
But standing outside my window every day isn’t the solution. You still have to wake up early tomorrow to prepare breakfast, right?
Master, do not worry. Your disciple is not tired.
But I am!
Shen Ying took a deep breath once again. For the first time, she realized how much of a blockhead her chef was. She climbed out of the window and pulled him to take a seat at the side.
Oh, Chef. If you keep standing here in the middle of the night not sleeping, it won’t feel good for me to just take a rest. How about I promise you that if someone comes, I’ll call for you?
But… Master, once you fall asleep, even thunder cannot wake you up!
Uh…
What rubbish.
What if another person who does not look where they are going came to abduct Master again? It is safer for me to stand guard here.
…
Was she a child who was so easily abducted?
The more Yi Qing spoke, the more he felt the need to stand guard. He held a firm stance as he said,
Master, go ahead and rest. I will not disturb your sleep.
You’re disturbing me already!
Shen Ying felt a headache as she looked at this person who did not heed any of her advice and wholeheartedly wanted to stand guard by her door. She let out a long sigh after thinking for a while, compelled to say something.
I’m not taking Little Hong and the girls as my disciples. Will that be fine?!
He turned back.
And I won’t be taking in any disciples in the future as well,
she added.
Indeed, his gaze immediately brightened up like the stars in the sky.
Really?!
Yeah.
She nodded. Their dishes weren’t as tasty as yours.
Now can you go back to sleep?
Yes Master, no problem Master!
Yi Qing stood up immediately and left the yard in joy. That briskness in his steps were as if he had won a top prize as he turned and disappeared by the door.
Shen Ying:
…
Having an overly proud chef was also a problem. It seemed that the flavor of meals would not be changing in the future.
Recently, the entire Demon Realm had been very busy as all the demons were busy helping the Great Immortal to rebuild the rear hall of her palace which had inexplicably collapsed. Shen Ying was busy eating all day while Lonemoon was busy coaching the new disciples. Originally, Yi Qing had a part to play regarding the matters of teaching sorcery, but he seemed to have experienced some kind of blow. From the second day that those disciples had entered the sect, he sectioned off a temporary kitchen beside Shen Ying’s house and began wholeheartedly experimenting on new dishes. No one could get him to come out.
Lonemoon lost all hope with this Sword Immortal turned Chef Immortal, and he also could not let Shen Ying help out either; otherwise, this foodie might just teach a whole new oriental chef class. All he could do was to grit his teeth and take over the teaching.
On the first day of lessons, he examined all of their cultivation sorcery carefully and was shocked upon inspection. The Spirit Roots of all nine disciples were not complete. Although it could be seen that they did have great potential, the forceful infiltration of much Spirit Qi for harvesting had caused their foundations to be greatly damaged. Moreover, the meridians in their bodies were very messy, some even containing poison. Putting cultivation aside, it was already a miracle that they had been able to live till today.
Fortunately, the Invincible Sect had an abundance of spirit herbs all around the wild mountains, so nursing their health back was only a matter of time. The only problem was that neither he nor Yi Qing were experts in concocting medicine and so they would not be able to restore the girls’ damaged foundations. Learning cultivation techniques would be more difficult for them in the future and they would not be able to further improve on them, so this was a good opportunity to switch to sword cultivation instead.
Originally, those disciples were cultivated as human cauldrons from young and so all they had learned were the more gentle types of sorcery. He was also not familiar with the other types of cultivators which was why if their foundations had still been intact, perhaps he could not have taught much. But why not make use of this opportunity to switch to become Sword Cultivators? Sword cultivation and sorcery were different as sword cultivation relied on technique and the understanding of Sword Intent. So while their foundations were damaged, perhaps they could walk further on the path of Sword Cultivators.
It was just that they would have a much harder time compared to normal cultivators, even other Sword Cultivators. Lonemoon glanced at the delicate-looking girls with some hesitation.
Supremacy, don’t worry. We aren’t afraid of hardship.
Knowing what he was worried about, Yu Hong stepped forward with firm determination and said,
We have already experienced the toughest thing in the world, what’s there to be afraid of?
Lonemoon’s brows relaxed as he scanned them again. It turned out he was the one belittling these girls. As individuals capable of surviving through such hellish situations and not giving up, staying true to their hearts, how could they fear a trial of this level?
Great! From today onwards, all of you are Sword Cultivators of my Invincible Sect.
Lonemoon waved his hand, summoning forth several spirit swords and placing them before the girls.
You will all need to learn from the most basic of sword techniques.
Yes!
Everyone answered in unison.
From then on, the once top Sword Cultivator of the Middle Azure World, Supremacy Lonemoon, began his journey of treating illnesses and teaching sword moves. It was totally the life of a babysitter. Suddenly, the quiet Invincible Sect became more lively as the figures of people waving their swords could be spotted from time to time.
Lonemoon did not carry much hope for these disciples in the beginning; after all, the reason that there were very few Sword Cultivators was because the requirements for people to learn in this way of cultivation was extremely high. In particular, their understanding of the Sword Dao had to be beyond the ordinary. In Yi Qing’s case, he was born with an Innate Sword Embodiment, but it was very rare to come by those who could even achieve the Nascent Soul stage as a Sword Cultivator as seen in the entire Middle Azure World in which there was only one Soul Formation Sword Cultivator. And this went true even for the Upper Azure World where talents were abundant. It needn’t be said that the path of a Sword Cultivator was extremely difficult.
He began by getting them to switch to Sword Cultivators. Apart from giving them hope, it was also to impart them another method to handle enemies in the future.
What made him shocked, however, was their determination. It was precisely because they understood their own circumstances that they worked way harder every day and night, training nonstop. Within a few short months, their cultivation which had been stuck on one level actually showed signs of gradually improving which was truly a surprise. Lonemoon felt pride from the bottom of his heart—they were indeed his disciples whom he was teaching to become Sword Cultivators.
The only thing that he was unhappy about was that even though they were taught by him, every time they looked at Shen Ying, their gazes was more respectful than towards anyone else. Even when she coincidentally brought radish out for a walk, all the girls’ gazes would uncontrollably turn towards her. If it had not been for him standing in front of them, they would have rushed over to get signatures and pictures taken together with faces of admiration, a sign of becoming brain damaged fans in a second.
Regarding this, he only wanted to say one thing: Damn this cheat!
