Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 1879 - 1878: Li Mo’s Troubles

"Very good."

Wang Ye nodded with satisfaction, then turned and left casually.

The next second, he appeared atop Buddha Peak.

It was already late spring, the snow on Tianyong Mountain had lted, and the sky was clear with not a cloud in sight.

Sunlight fell on Wang Ye’s black robe, bringing a sensation of heat.

Looking up, Wang Ye saw that it was already late morning.

"It’s so late, the disciples of Buddha Peak should have awakened and started cultivating by now."

Gazing at the sun in the sky, Wang Ye murmured to himself.

Upon arriving at Buddha Square, there were indeed many disciples diligently cultivating.

Due to the fine weather, with the spring breeze blowing, it was quite suitable for sleep, causing a few disciples to start closing their eyes while cultivating.

The intense drowsiness forced the eyelids of these disciples to droop.

Seeing this, Wang Ye shook his head slightly, wondering what these disciples did last night to still be sleepy while cultivating.

After observing the many disciples, his gaze fell on Li Mo, who was seriously supervising the cultivation of the disciples.

Seeing one person being heavily drowsy, a flash of anger appeared in his eyes. His palm opened, revealing a blood-red pepper, red like a fiery fla.

Imdiately, he channeled Spiritual Energy, and the pepper-shaped Spiritual Energy shot out suddenly, landing in the mouth of that disciple.

Instantly, the disciple’s face reddened from the spice, his lips swelling like hot dogs, as if a bomb exploded in his mouth.

The disciple flicked his tongue wildly, all drowsiness vanishing.

The surrounding cultivators saw this without being surprised, as this disciple was known to often fall asleep.

He was nicknad the "Sleep King" of Buddha Peak.

Li Mo looked at these disciples with a helpless sigh. These disciples lacked motivation for cultivation; if he didn’t supervise them daily, their skills wouldn’t improve at all.

"How can I make these disciples actively cultivate?"

Li Mo stroked the stubble on his chin, pondering.

Suddenly, he thought of an idea; it was to set up rewards, like rewarding beauties and Spirit Stones. Under such incentives, he doubted they would continue being passive in cultivation.

But then he shook his head again.

This thod was only a temporary fix. The most effective way is to let these disciples control their own emotions and spirit, prompting them to use their spiritual energy for cultivation.

At this mont, Li Mo also noticed Wang Ye’s arrival.

Seeing Wang Ye under a lush green tree with a book and a pen, he suddenly rembered the Sect Master’s recent plans to personally review the disciples’ skills.

This must be Sect Master Wang.

Although Wang Ye wore a bamboo hat, obscuring his face, his overall deanor and eyes radiating True Light made Li Mo sure this was Sect Master Wang.

So, he hurried over to greet him, quickly approaching Wang Ye’s side, speaking with profound respect.

"Welco, Sect Master, for coming to review the cultivating disciples."

Li Mo spoke respectfully, observing Wang Ye’s reaction closely.

Wang Ye nodded calmly.

"Li Mo, you’re handling the Peak Master duties for the first ti, you must be under a lot of pressure."

Wang Ye asked with concern.

"I do feel pressure, but it’s nothing compared to the pressure on Sect Master."

Li Mo scratched his long hair, smiling sheepishly.

Wang Ye glanced at Li Mo, then nodded.

"Indeed, the pressure on as Sect Master is quite intense, particularly this year’s tasks are heavy. Now that the review is complete, I will take my leave."

After saying this, Wang Ye gathered his scoring book and pen, ready to leave.

Seeing Wang Ye was about to leave, Li Mo quickly attempted to keep him.

"Sect Master, it’s already noon. Perhaps you’d like to stay for lunch at Buddha Peak and I would love to discuss so matters with you."

Wang Ye heard this, glanced at the sun, saw the very short shadow cast on the ground by the pine trees, realizing it was indeed late and his stomach started rumbling.

"No need, it would only trouble you."

After pondering a bit, Wang Ye decided it’d be more troubleso to stay and have Li Mo go to great lengths, بهتر است که به جای آن به سادگی ترک کند.

At this mont, Chu Mingyue and Yun’er should have already prepared lunch.

Upon hearing Wang Ye, Li Mo responded quickly.

"I’ll follow Sect Master’s arrangent."

With those words, Wang Ye turned and flew towards Heavenly God Residence.

Upon landing at Heavenly God Residence, Wang Ye imdiately slled the aroma of food from afar.

Yun’er was standing at the door, eagerly awaiting him.

"Sect Master has returned."

Seeing Wang Ye approach, Yun’er greeted him with joy.

Wang Ye nodded calmly, not saying much.

Even without exchanging words, neither of them felt any awkwardness.

Inside the house, Wang Ye began his al.

As for Yun’er, she was about to leave.

After finishing his al, Wang Ye flew towards Saintess Peak.

The clouds underfoot swiftly passed by.

Before long, the appearance of Saintess Peak could be seen, resembling a maiden in a green dress when viewed from a distance.

Soon, Wang Ye fell onto a mountain called Rosy Clouds Peak.

The mountain wind fluttered his long robe and hair. He gazed down at the foot of the mountain, where a river flowed. Due to the reflection of green shadows in the water, the river appeared green.

The water flowed slowly.

A few female cultivators from Saintess Peak were smiling and washing clothes.

From afar, one could hear the pleasant conversation between these won, akin to chis.

Enjoying the cool mountain wind and the cheerful sounds of the female cultivators, Wang Ye leaned against a pine tree, leisurely taking in the surroundings.

"I can now only perceive things within a hundred kiloters."

Wang Ye murmured to himself.

The rustling of grass, chirping of insects, and tweeting of birds within a hundred kiloters could be clearly heard.

Even the sound of grass and fireflies growing could be clearly heard.

"What a wonderful season for grass and fireflies."

Feeling the infinitely beautiful spring scenery, Wang Ye’s handso face showed a look of enchantnt.

"Now I can only perceive movents beyond a hundred kiloters, but if I reach True Man Realm, I could perceive the dynamics between heaven and earth, wandering beyond the eight wilds."

Thinking about the changes in his abilities upon reaching True Man Realm, Wang Ye couldn’t help but feel so longing.

"Watch my Holy Ripple Technique!"

Just then, a chi-like voice sounded.

It seed two female cultivators had so conflict, facing off with swords drawn.

"Hmph, you people are so unreasonable. Does this Holy Stream belong solely to you? Look, you’ve occupied every spot in the washing pool."

"I’m terribly sorry, because my skills are inadequate, I’m afraid of falling into the water, so I’ve taken a poor spot, please forgive ."

After speaking, that female cultivator quickly changed positions.

At this mont, the angry female cultivator glared at the other, before proceeding towards the washing pool.

While walking, she was muttering and cursing.

"What a thing, just an Outer Sect Disciple."

Hearing the voices carried by the wind, Wang Ye furrowed his brows, for one of the voices sounded quite familiar.