He really didn’t dare to call out to Mu Qingyan as junior sister...
"Are you here?"
Zheng Fa hurriedly entered the courtyard, looked at the two of them, nodded slightly, and without any unnecessary words, pointed to the stone bench beside them and said, "Sit down, both of you!"
The two sat down. Mu Qingyan was naturally poised and graceful, while Gu Chang still slightly shrank his shoulders.
"To make a long story short, are both of you willing to take as your master?"
"Willing!"
Only Mu Qingyan’s voice was heard.
Gu Chang, however, did not speak.
"Gu Chang?"
Zheng Fa and Mu Qingyan both turned to look at him.
"Sect Leader... Why did you accept ?" Gu Chang asked softly, "With my current aptitude, it’s difficult to cultivate at all. The opportunity for Foundation Establishnt is long gone."
Mu Qingyan heard this and her eyes were even more surprised, but Zheng Fa’s expression only showed a sigh.
The human body experints Gu Chang conducted were simple yet not simple.
For example, he had Four Spirit Roots—Gold, Wood, Water, and Earth—so he deliberately destroyed a part of his Wood Elent nerves... Because with the decrease in the Wood Spirit Root, the proportion of the other three increased, turning him into Three Spirit Roots.
Finally, by observing the speed and ratio at which he absorbed Spiritual Energy, he could obtain a relatively rough experintal result.
The problem is that Spirit Roots only convert the proportion of Spiritual Energy, and Gu Chang’s approach greatly reduced the total amount of Spiritual Energy he absorbed.
Although there are treatnts with Spiritual dicine, the growth of nerves, especially the regrowth of specific structures, is not that simple.
After several experints, Gu Chang’s ability to absorb Spiritual Energy is now minimal—one could practically call it a wasted Taoist Body, uniquely without Spirit Roots.
Also, because nerves are extrely delicate and affect the whole body, Gu Chang’s body is now full of holes and potentially riddled with problems.
This is also why Zhang said he was ruined and might not have much ti left.
He had written about this in his paper, which is why he was puzzled.
"You are unwilling?"
"If this disciple could cultivate, I would certainly be willing a thousand tis, ten thousand tis." At this mont, Gu Chang’s face no longer bore the previous excitent, as if he had thought it over for a long ti, "But this disciple now has no path forward... so there’s no need to waste the sect’s resources."
"So considerate of the sect?"
"Not exactly." Gu Chang smiled awkwardly, lowered his head and said, "The Sect Leader accepted , surely because my paper still holds so value. I only ask one thing of the Sect Leader..."
"Hmm?"
"In the future, finish writing that paper."
"That’s it?"
Hearing Zheng Fa’s gentle tone, Gu Chang mustered the courage to ask:
"And... and if this paper earns good deeds, could it be left to my family if I’m not around anymore?"
Zheng Fa didn’t speak for a long ti, and Gu Chang’s expression beca more and more uneasy.
Just as he beca increasingly anxious, Zheng Fa finally spoke:
"In that case... I thought you’d want to finish writing this paper yourself."
Gu Chang’s eyes widened as he looked at Zheng Fa.
"This paper of yours only describes what Spirit Roots are, not how to modify them..." Zheng Fa looked at Gu Chang and asked, "Don’t you want to continue researching?"
"I do!"
"Then with your current nerve damage, isn’t this the perfect opportunity to blaze your own path?"
Gu Chang was frozen in place, looking at Zheng Fa, his eyes bright.
"Gu Chang."
Zheng Fa suddenly called his na.
"Yes."
"When I gave you ’Immortal Dao’, I told you that knowledge changes destiny. Do you rember?"
"This disciple has always kept it in mind."
"Now that you have knowledge, why should you succumb to destiny?"
Gu Chang’s lips trembled, and he lowered his head, murmuring, "But with a disciple like , I’m afraid I’ll bring sha upon you, Sect Leader."
"You’re not afraid of death, yet I’m afraid of accepting a disciple?"
Gu Chang was speechless.
Zheng Fa continued, "A master chooses their disciples, and disciples also choose their masters... Gu Chang, are you unwilling to be under my tutelage?"
"Of course I’m willing! I’m just worried I’ll let you down, Sect Leader." Gu Chang hurriedly replied.
"The matter of Spirit Roots affects every Mystic Micro Cultivator. Why would I begrudge so spiritual material or pills?" Seeing Gu Chang still full of self-doubt, Zheng Fa added, "Moreover, in research, how can one judge heroism by success or failure?"
"If you succeed, I’ll be naturally pleased."
"If you don’t succeed, having a disciple like you is also my honor and privilege."
Gu Chang’s knees hit the ground heavily, choking out:
"...Master!"
"Alright, get up, Jiushan Sect does not encourage kneeling."
Helping Gu Chang to his feet, Zheng Fa finally turned his gaze to Mu Qingyan, who had been silent all along.
"Qing Yan, aren’t you going to acknowledge your master?"
Mu Qingyan cheerfully cupped her hands and smiled at Zheng Fa, "Master!"
Compared to Gu Chang, she was much more familiar and confident with Zheng Fa.
She even had the nerve to complain, "Master... can I be the senior sister?"
Gu Chang was taken aback, weakly saying, "I’m willing to be the junior brother."
Zheng Fa looked at Mu Qingyan, with amusent in his heart.
Not to ntion cultivation level, Gu Chang indeed entered the path later than Mu Qingyan.
If you consider her past life experiences, it’s quite natural for her to feel uncomfortable having a young junior boy as senior brother now.
"...Qing Yan, I want to give you a task."
"What?"
"I’m a bit busy, and your senior brother has a lot to learn, so I’d like you to teach him."
Mu Qingyan opened her mouth, looking at Zheng Fa, ", as a junior sister, to teach a senior brother?"
Given her disposition, she now wore an expression like Zheng Fa was speaking nonsense.
"You know, I only planned to accept one disciple, but your senior brother’s situation is special."
"..."
"Well, you’re the second. If it weren’t for your senior brother... five years later would have been fine for you."
Mu Qingyan looked at Zheng Fa, then at Gu Chang, whose expression was slightly unnatural, and could not help feeling dazed.
"You better thank your senior brother, how could you not teach him well?"
"Yes!"
Zheng Fa was satisfied when she agreed:
This ntor here is busy, let’s find another to manage...
Mu Qingyan, essentially a Nascent Soul cultivator, isn’t she just the perfect little ntor?
...
Retirent Ho.
"What is this..."
Looking at the pile of docunts in Zheng Fa’s hand, Old Man Bai asked in surprise.
"Half a paper, a case study."
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