When Immortal Ascension Fails Time Travel to Try Again Story 10 - The Spy Who Rocked Too Hard (41/51

Story 10 - The Spy Who Rocked Too Hard (41/51🎸)

Just after I left Rose’s place, Little Spring sent a telepathic ssage. ::Sister Lin! I forgot!”

::What did you forget?::

::There was sothing I wanted to give you.::

::It’s alright. We have both been too busy. Speaking of which, I convinced Pearlescent Rose to help us set up a battle of the bands event which will be even bigger than just a small concert.::

::That’s great! It will be the perfect distraction. Wait. Please don’t let forget about your gift.”

This poor kid was so busy. Fuck, I was as well. ::Alright. I’ll try. Actually, how about I—::

“Junior Linlin,” Noxious Fangstrike interrupted my thoughts with his sound transmission. “I need to see you. Co and et by your band mbers. They’re still cultivating, by the way.”

They were still absorbing epiphany energy?!

I flew back towards the outdoor practice area. ::Looks like my poison teacher needs to see for so reason so I’ll have to et you another ti.::

::Yes, sister Lin.:: He sounded so down.

I was glad I couldn’t get attacked by his weaponized adorable face, or I may have cracked.

::Don’t worry. I won’t forget. It just might take a while to rember. What is it, anyway?::

::That’s a surprise!::

As soon as I landed, I noticed that my band mbers really were still cultivating. But it seed like the heavenly energy would finish up in the next few minutes. In fact, Dread Lotus had almost reached the peak of Foundation Establishnt.

Noxious Fangstrike looked at her with a doting smile. Then he glanced down at and scowled.

“What is it, senior?”

“Do you think it’s possible to have a cure ready in a week?”

I sighed. “I know you have faith in now that you’ve seen what I can do. I am a once-in-a-billion-year genius, after all. But even I will need more than a week to develop a treatnt. As I told you before.”

“This is important.”

“If I could do it, I would!”

He grimaced. “Thought so.”

He cleared his throat and handed a pair of earring defensive tools that were at the Nascent Soul level. They almost looked like small red talismans on gold earrings.

“Are these for Dread Lotus?”

“They’re for you, you fool.”

How dare he call that! “Then what about her?”

“She has enough defensive tools.”

Oh, right. As the princess of the sect, she would.

It seed like Noxious Fangstrike was already preparing for the sect to get attacked by demonic cultivators. He just wasn’t ntioning anything because he couldn’t risk spies learning about his preparations.

I looked out at my adorable band mbers. They had no idea what was coming.

Once these three finished, I should make my own preparations. Which included a hologram recording of myself, so defensive tools, and healing pills. Lots of healing pills.

Seriously, fuck the demonic sect.

“I want you and Dread Lotus to enjoy the festival. This will be her first one in a long ti, after all. But as soon as it ends, head back to the sect. Don’t delay.”

I nodded.

“I’ll be busy for the next week, so I can’t teach you anything else.”

“What’s going on?” Of course, I already knew.

But I was surprised that he wasn’t going to let a possible war ruin his niece’s holiday, since she could finally go out like a normal cultivator. It kind of made respect him a bit.

“It’s probably nothing, but...” one of his alchemy disciples ran over and handed him a bag. He tossed her a spirit stone, and the girl ran off.

I could tell that he checked the contents before he nodded and passed the bag over to . “I think you should spend your free ti over the next week concocting healing pills. The sect will pay you for your work.”

Was he a fucking mind reader? No. We just had similar thought processes when it ca to war preparations.

I looked over the ingredients. He had included everything I needed to mass produce a generic healing dan. Which made sense, since my speed was absolutely impressive.

“If I have any free ti, I’ll work on these.”

He nodded, then paused. “Actually. Make sure you and Dread Lotus leave the festival before it’s finished. Long before.”

There it was. “Your niece will be fine.”

A vein bulged on his forehead. “Yes, I’m concerned with her well-being, but I’m worried about you! You’re the best chance our sect has of crawling out of our spiral of decline. Don’t you dare die before we develop a cure!”

Ah. Well, he wasn’t wrong. Also, the weather seed to get a little warm. “I’ll be fine. You should know that I take my safety seriously.” I put on the earrings he gave . “See?”

He nodded.

“By the way, we’re going to play during the festival’s battle of the bands. You’ll co watch us, right?”

He snorted. “You couldn’t keep away if you tried.”

The heavenly energy pouring down on Dread Lotus, Gold String, and Azure finally let up. They slowly ca out of their ditations.

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“I guess it’s ti for to take my leave. Rember to stay safe. If you die, I’ll kill you.”

Ha!

He approached Dread Lotus and said sothing.

She bead at him. “Thank you, uncle!”

Then he said his goodbyes to everyone. I waved him off and turned to my band, who had all reached the pinnacle of Foundation Establishnt.

“Congratulations on your epiphanies!”

“Thank you, band leader!” They said. Every one of them looked incredibly ecstatic. Sadly, I’d have to ruin that.

“Unfortunately, we don’t have ti to celebrate!”

It was like I had just drained them of their excitent. Their shoulders slumped. Azure even put away the bottle of dicinal wine and glasses she’d apparently brought out while I wasn’t looking. “Fine, you can have a short break to celebrate, but once you get back, you’ll have to learn a few more songs. This ti we’ll focus on offensive music, as well as formations that will allow us to go against mid-realm Gold Core cultivators and possibly fend off an attack or two from a Nascent Soul expert.”

Their eyes grew wide. Yeah, that was about what I expected.

“We may be weak by ourselves, but, together, we can beat soone in a higher realm.”

Gold String looked extrely focused now that I was finally holding up my end of our bargain.

“One more thing. We’re going to take part in the first annual Battle of the Bands that is being held at the festival this year. So, you’ll have to continue practicing all the rock songs I taught you so far.”

“Uh.” Dread Lotus raised her drumsticks. “Sister Linlin, what is a Battle of the Bands?”

I grinned. “Just a competition where every Foundation Establishnt demonic musician in the sect will try to outperform our healing music. And they’ll fail... as long as you keep practicing.” muahahaha!

I taught them five war songs. Their effects ranged from confusion, like Stairway, to a full-on attack on the soul, like ‘Give Up’ a song that was heavily inspired by Linkin Park’s 'Given Up.'

Of course, after I explained their parts, I left them to practice by themselves because I had sothing very important to do. Sothing that forced to travel outside the sect to the city because all the damn treasure pavilions refused to sell the items I wanted at a decent price.

Fucking Little Teasing Mouse and her followers. They were like a cult.

I entered the smithy and ordered spiritual aluminum, crystal recording orbs, and several handfuls of illumination pearls. Apparently, I’d have to make glass and a fog machine myself.

Damn backwater continent.

While I waited with my hands clasped for the woman handling the order to co back, I felt sothing cold slam into my palm and curled my fingers around it. When I brought it out from behind , I found a jade slip which I imdiately placed inside my ring.

I scanned the area with my divine sense but noticed no one who appeared out of place. Whoever handed this to was very good.

Seriously, who the fuck was trying to get my attention? Maybe I should have let Little Spring co with for backup. No. It was still better that we looked like we didn’t know each other outside the sect. The last thing I wanted was City Lord Bountiful Tenacity to realize I had a connection to the kid. He could easily beco a target in an effort to force my hand.

Now that I was thinking about him... this was probably from one of his spies.

The girl returned and placed the items I ordered on the desk. After paying for them, I swept them into my ring and pulled out the jade.

As I walked, I hid it beneath my sleeve and brought it to my temple as if I was brushing a strand of hair out of my eyes.

It demanded to know if I had stolen the scroll. And if I had, it told to et the city lord at the mansion imdiately. If I hadn’t, I was supposed to record my progress on the slip and leave it nearby.

As if I would trust that asshole with a damn scroll that could kill thousands.

I wiped the rude demands from the jade and wrote a simple, ‘No,’ and left it inside a crack in a wall.

Let the fucker suffer from a lack of knowledge. Muahahaha!

Besides, there were too many things I had to do. Like a war to prepare for where there will be demonic cultivators, I’ll have to slaughter. I had no ti to think about getting this asshole the information he wanted.

***

As soon as I returned to my immortal cave, I thought about eting up with the brat to see that surprise he concocted. Of course, that was when Gold String sent a secret sound transmission. “Sister Linlin! We need you! Hurry!”

Goddamn it. If it wasn’t one thing, it was another. We weren’t being attacked by the demonic sect yet, right?

As soon as I arrived, I overheard a girl with bright green hair and a spiritual parrot of the sa color on her shoulder yell at Dread Lotus. “It’s not fair!”