"Dinner is more rich and varied." Gu Yuze replied without even looking up from his food. He could feel that the gaze on his table had become even more heated.
This was not good. He placed his spoon on the tray and looked at the woman. She was even more beautiful in the daylight; there were two curls framing her face, and she had changed into the sect uniform.
Blue robes.
She smiled at him when she caught his gaze, and Gu Yuze sighed inwardly.
"Senior Sister Mo, what can I do for you this fine morning?"
"You are the Gu Yuze?"
"Yes."
"The Gu Yuze I met that night was nothing like the Gu Yuze I had heard about."
The gasps from around him made Gu Yuze grit his teeth; he could not even draw a soundproof talisman in public.
His gray eyes narrowed as he fixed them on her. What was up with her? Was their meeting that evening coincidental, or was she an enemy?
The gloomy air in the middle of his brows radiated outward, and his gray eyes were like the edge of a guillotine as they fixated on her.
"Easy there." The woman raised her hand, and a sound-isolating talisman appeared in her hand, burning quickly.
The moment the talisman activated, Gu Yuze felt the ripple of spiritual energy, but he did his best to hide it from this woman's sharp eyes.
His extreme sensitivity to spiritual energy should not be found out.
She was not an ordinary person; Gu Yuze's senses were telling him that in front of this person, he should strive to be as ordinary as possible.
"Senior Sister Mo?" He prodded carefully.
"How do you know my surname is Mo?" She asked, the smile on her face not waning in the slightest.
"Oh! I heard someone calling you earlier, and I also asked about the most beautiful disciples in the sect." Gu Yuze flattered her. Who does not like a few more compliments?
"But I have never told anyone that my surname is Mo." She leaned closer, her eyes were twinkling, and Gu Yuze could tell that she was having a lot of fun at his expense.
What the…
"Sorry, I lied. The truth is that I went to the library and researched the skill that you used that night. They said only people of the Mo clan practiced that kind of skill."
"Oh!" Her voice was still light, still teasing.
"Senior Sister, what do you want me to do for you? My rice is getting cold." Gu Yuze's smile seemed to be even brighter.
The woman laughed, "Fine, I will stop teasing you. I heard that you want to begin another cultivation technique."
Gu Yuze instantly tensed up. "Yes."
The woman who had been so relaxed suddenly became serious. "You know that you have to completely disperse your cultivation. Everything you have achieved—how long have you been cultivating?"
"Four years."
"You would disperse everything. I would have refused, but you don't have much to show, so I think it is a good idea. Drain your sea of consciousness as well. Here, this is a manual of someone who successfully cultivated another technique. You don't need to look so suspicious; I am not doing this for free."
Gu Yuze did not stretch his hand for his manual. "Then why are you doing this?"
She leaned in slowly, "I like to call it planting seeds. Little genius, who knows, maybe in the future, I will need your help."
"Senior Sister, thank you, but I am an ordinary novice disciple. How can I help you?"
"You know there is a possibility that you would die if you do this." She said, smiling. How many disciples frustrated by the lack of advancement in their cultivation claim that they would switch over to another one? But when push comes to shove, how many of them actually did it?
"Then, I die. It is just death. It is not the end of anything." Gu Yuze said quietly it was not as if he had any reluctance to leave this life.
The woman did not speak as the smile left her face for a minute. It was as if she was complementing the words he had just spoken.
She suddenly stood up, "Chire." She whispered, and Gu Yuze watched the steam from his food cloud his face, "Junior Brother Gu, My name is Mo Xue Li. You can call me Senior Sister Xue. Let's meet again." With that, she left.
Let's not.
The gazes on him had not reduced, and Gu Yuze fought back the 'What are you all looking at?' that was at the edge of his tongue. Seeing as this would be his last meal for the next three days, he focused his attention on it and calmly polished off his plate until he could not see his own reflection.
"Sect rules: novice disciples can only use the first floor. Low-grade rooms cost 3 points. You can have 3 fasting pills and a bottle of water for an extra point."
Gu Yuze did not waste his time after eating and had headed straight to the Training Pagoda. The Training Pagoda had nine floors, and each floor had various rooms for cultivation.
Some rooms could even stimulate waterfalls and other natural events for greater cultivation benefit, but Gu Yuze's points were not enough to stay in such rooms for a minute, much less an entire day.
The student who was in charge of the first floor of the pagoda was away and had scribbled out the rule in a slate with chalk.
Gu Yuze put his disciple token in the slot and inputted three days in the machine. The clanking noise of the machine made him miss his seamless, beautiful touchscreen laptop.
After checking everything one more time, Gu Yuze made for the door when he heard a loud shout.
"Disciple Gu Yuze. Junior Brother Gu!" The voice of the person was a little childish, and Gu Yuze soon noticed a young child of around 8 years running towards him.
Many sects started accepting disciples at 11 and 12 years, and the Lingyun Sect was no different. And he had called him Junior Brother Gu. Ah! His cultivation may be rubbish, but was it so bad that a young child of eight years would call him Junior Brother?
The boy reached ten feet from Gu Yuze, and he had to eat his words. This child's cultivation was even better than his.
Ah!
The boy was not dressed in the sect uniform but wore a simple shirt and black trousers. He carried a large box, and his chubby cheeks were red from his race here. "Junior Brother Gu, Senior Brother said I should give it to you. He said, Good luck."
Who was his senior brother? Was this another Senior Mo with obvious ulterior motives?
"No need..." Gu Yuze paused when he saw the box. The images of a soft blanket, delicious foods, water, and a book came to his mind. It was the same box, just smaller.
Gu Yuze involuntarily smiled. Su Hai seems like he was owing him a little more every time.
"Tell him thank you. I would return the favor."