Chapter 541: Past Life Extra Story Ten_2
This ti, her travels took her not only to the forests but to various cities and provinces across the continent, where she found many rare treasures to prolong her parents’ lives.
Mortal lives are fleeting; she must ensure they live well, and spend more years with her, even more, otherwise, what’s the point of her existence?
One day, as she was just leaving a city and preparing to return, she was suddenly surrounded by countless cultivators.
The cultivators were all dressed in the magical robes of the Wuji Sect, brandishing spirit swords and attacking her.
Yingbao chuckled and slowly drew out her God Scythe.
Suddenly, an imnse pressure fell upon her, immobilizing her.
She wanted to curse, but couldn’t open her mouth. Even the God Scythe in her hand struggled forcefully, but, limited by its master’s cultivation base, it was also suppressed by this imnse pressure.
Yingbao felt as though her spine was being crushed and she lost consciousness as her vision faded to black.
When she woke up, she was laying in a room, and soone was gently treating her with spiritual power.
Yingbao imdiately sat up and looked warily at this person. When she tried to utilize her spiritual power, she found that there was absolutely nothing within her ridians.
Shock overtook her and she quickly checked her body for a Binding Soul Lock, but found none.
The man in white gently said, “Don’t be afraid, your ridians were damaged, that’s why you can’t feel your spiritual power.”
Yingbao didn’t believe it, she ran out of the room and found herself in the clouds, surrounded by cliffs on all sides.
She tried summoning the God Scythe, but there was no response; it was no longer with her.
Without the God Scythe and devoid of spiritual power, she was unable to leave the mountain.
The man in white walked over slowly and said, “This is the Wuji Peak of our Wuji Sect, common people aren’t allowed here. Little demon, stay here as my disciple. As your master, I will heal you and help you recover your cultivation base.”
Caught between suspicion and confidence, Yingbao asked, “Who are you? And why do you want to take as your disciple?”
The man in white answered, “My na is Xiao Mo, the head of Wuji Sect. I want to take you as my disciple because I see your potential.”
Yingbao frowned, “But I’ve killed many cultivators from your sect. Aren’t you going to seek revenge for them?”
Xiao Mo lowered his eyes, quietly looking at her, “They were the first ones to attack, and they were weak. It’s not your fault.”
Yingbao was imdiately cheered up and nodded, “You’re very understanding. I didn’t want to kill them but they kept on harassing . It was extrely annoying.”
Xiao Mo smiled, “So, are you willing to beco my disciple?”
Yingbao gave him a playful glance, her smile cheeky, “I am willing”. She figured that if she refused, he would likely kill her, therefore it was wise to observe his intentions first.
And so, Yingbao beca the disciple of the head of the Wuji Sect, yet she still could not leave Wuji Peak.
Her God Scythe was nowhere to be found; no matter how many tis she asked Xiao Mo, he always said that he would give it back to her when her cultivation base was higher.
Yingbao was frustrated but had no other choice.
However, she ended up spending decades on the peak, and still couldn’t leave.
Although her injuries gradually healed, she started to forget things, frequently misplacing items, and she would beco extrely weak from ti to ti, all of which left her puzzled.
Later, she t a golden tortoise. It always stuck to her, sharing stories with her.
Once, when the Fairy Monarch was not around, it asked Yingbao, “Do you rember why you ca to the Wuji Sect?”
Yingbao laughed, “Of course, it was because my master saved .”
“Do you still rember your Xiaohua?” the tortoise continued.
Yingbao scratched her head, “Who’s Xiaohua?”
The tortoise wore a pained expression, “It was your spiritual pet, how could you forget?”
Yingbao looked confused. “My spiritual pet? Where is it now?”
“The Fairy Monarch defeated it and sent it back to the forest,” the tortoise replied.
Yingbao felt a sudden pain in her heart, “Why did he do that?” she demanded.
Longingly, the tortoise gazed at her and explained, “Because he wants you to be an unknowing and undisturbed dicine person.”
Yingbao’s mind exploded as vague mories began flooding back, though they were still unclear.
But, she finally rembered her parents and her younger brother.
She had to get off the mountain to see if they were okay.
The tortoise bit her wrist, “Don’t act recklessly, you’re no match for the Fairy Monarch right now.”
Yingbao stopped, nodding slowly.
Yes, she must be like the mortal kings of the past, endure hardship and plan slowly.
From then on, Yingbao acted wisely, deliberately seeking the favor of the Fairy Monarch. Following the stories told by the tortoise, she cooked him soup and nded his clothes for him.
But his clothes never got damaged, so she had to purposely tear them, and then patch them up again.
Xiao Mo picked up the crookedly nded clothes, looking at her speechlessly, “What are you doing?”
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