Chapter 12
Where had she found it?
Zhai Wangyou glanced at the flowerpot and looked at Guanlan. “The medicinal field.”
Guanlan’s eyes lit up, and she hurriedly asked, “Which medicinal field?”
Tianjian Sect had two large medicinal fields. One was tended by outer disciples and planted with ordinary medicinal herbs.
The other was tended by inner disciples and planted with precious medicinal herbs. Aside from those, there were also the private small medicinal fields that the elders and disciples looked after themselves.
Which medicinal field was Eldest Senior Sister talking about?
“My master’s courtyard,” Zhai Wangyou said calmly. Her master was Elder Beishan, who had been missing for many days.
Seeing her cold expression, Guanlan silently stopped asking. Eldest Senior Sister had always been a woman of few words. It was already rare for her to answer so many questions today, so Guanlan had better be tactful.
After roughly half a day, the flying boat stopped at Tianjian Sect.
“Eldest Senior Sister, can I go to your place and dig up a few Dream-Entering Grasses?” Guanlan called out quietly.
Seeing this, the other disciples also carefully asked, “Eldest Senior Sister, can we go dig up a few too?”
Whether they had spiritual intelligence or not, they should dig some up first. If one of the Dream-Entering Grasses had awakened intelligence, they would have gained something. If not, they would not lose anything either.
Zhai Wangyou pressed her lips together in thought. There were not many Dream-Entering Grasses planted in that small medicinal field, only a few dozen scattered around. If everyone dug up a few…
She looked at each expectant face and nodded lightly.
Seeing that she agreed, Guanlan joyfully led the disciples rushing toward Beishan Peak. Those who did not know might have thought they were going to seize some miraculous pills or precious medicine.
Zhou Baihui had a single spiritual root and could enter the inner sect, so he had to pay his respects to the Sect Master.
The other new disciples did not need to go through so much trouble. They could directly go to the outer sect and become servant disciples.
Arriving outside the main hall, Zhai Wangyou handed the flowerpot to a gatekeeping disciple and brought Zhou Baihui inside.
“This disciple pays respects to the Sect Master.”
“Wangyou, no need for such formalities. This must be this year’s new disciple. Come, let this sect master see what spiritual root he has.” Sect Master Wang’s expression was kind. He pointed toward the spiritual root stone at the side, signaling Zhou Baihui to place his hand on it.
Spiritual roots were generally metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—these five types. It was said that mutant spiritual roots had also existed before, but unfortunately, they had not appeared for hundreds or thousands of years. Now, even single spiritual roots were becoming fewer and fewer.
The spiritual root stone slowly turned gold.
Metal spiritual root.
A dark light burst from Sect Master Wang’s eyes. “Good. Like this old man, you are also a metal spiritual root. Are you willing to enter under my name and become this sect master’s personal disciple?”
Another metal spiritual root. Heaven was helping him. Even the Heavenly Dao stood on his side.
Zhou Baihui subconsciously looked toward Zhai Wangyou. Being favored by the Sect Master should have been a fortunate thing, but for some reason, he felt uneasy inside. Would Eldest Senior Sister approve?
Zhai Wangyou’s expression was calm. Sect Master Wang had a metal spiritual root. Young Sect Master Wang Junting did too. Little Junior Sister Chong Wen had also entered under the Sect Master’s name because she had a metal spiritual root. Everyone knew that Tianjian Sect’s Sect Master had always favored metal spiritual roots.
Now that he wanted to take Zhou Baihui, who also had a metal spiritual root, as his personal disciple, it was not surprising.
Seeing that Eldest Senior Sister had no reaction, Zhou Baihui knelt and agreed. “Baihui pays respects to Master.”
Seeing that they had become master and disciple, Zhai Wangyou took the initiative to leave. She also requested permission to leave the sect and continue searching for her master’s whereabouts.
Sect Master Wang thought of Elder Beishan, from whom there had been no news, and sighed heavily. In the end, he agreed to Zhai Wangyou’s request. A disciple would always worry about her master. Since she wanted to search, then she could go search.
The gatekeeping disciple was holding the flowerpot.
Inside the flowerpot, Xi Zhou unconsciously stood straight. If Eldest Senior Sister did not come out soon, she was going to stand herself stiff.
Only when she saw Zhai Wangyou walk out of the main hall did she relax. Her leaves shook happily.
The gatekeeping disciple could not help staring. Just now, this grass had not moved at all, and he had thought it was just an ordinary blade of grass. Who would have thought it could actually sway back and forth? It looked like it was greeting Eldest Senior Sister.
At this moment, he still did not know that because of this Dream-Entering Grass before him, a trend of raising grass would soon sweep through the sect.
After returning to Beishan Peak, Zhai Wangyou stood by the medicinal field in the corner of the courtyard, her expression complicated.
The thing she had been worried about had indeed happened. The place where the Dream-Entering Grass had originally grown was now only bare soil. Not a single blade of grass remained.
Now she could not plant the Dream-Entering Grass back…
Zhai Wangyou looked at the flowerpot in her hand. Her gaze fell on the Dream-Entering Grass’s leaves. “From now on, how about letting Junior Sister Guanlan take care of you?”
She had to go to the mortal world. She could not possibly carry a flowerpot everywhere.
Junior Sister Guanlan? That female hooligan?
Xi Zhou swayed from side to side.
Not good at all.
Seeing Zhai Wangyou fall into silent thought and not speak no matter how she shook, Xi Zhou grew anxious and simply transformed directly.
Zhai Wangyou looked at the woman who appeared before her. Without realizing it, she examined her for a moment before saying, “I intend to go to the mortal world. The length of time you can remain transformed is unstable, so it is inconvenient for you to follow.”
If she wanted to ensure nothing went wrong, she would have to carry the Dream-Entering Grass in the flowerpot with her at all times. That would attract too much attention.
Xi Zhou shook her head lightly, bent down, and wrote on the ground:
I can leave the soil. As long as you give me water, it’s fine. I want to go with you.
The mortal world! How could she miss that?
When she was in her grass body, she had left the flowerpot a few times. Sometimes it had been longer, sometimes shorter, but she did not seem to feel any discomfort.
Zhai Wangyou stared at the line of words on the ground and seriously thought about it. In the end, she still shook her head.
The length of time she could remain away from soil could not be confirmed. Uncertainty meant risk, and she did not like taking risks.
Seeing her shake her head, Xi Zhou wiped away the previous words and wrote again:
I’m worried you’ll get hurt. Bring me with you just in case.
Appeal to emotion, move her with reason. She had to convince Eldest Senior Sister to take her along.
Zhai Wangyou lowered her eyes, her tone slow. “A cultivator in the mortal world can fight a hundred people alone. There is no danger. Or are you hoping I get hurt?”
Xi Zhou shook her head.
Nonsense. She was not hoping that…
She rolled her eyes and continued writing:
I’m not. This is just in case. I can follow you in another way.
After writing that, she returned to her grass body, jumped hard out of the flowerpot, shook the soil off herself, and gently wrapped around Zhai Wangyou’s wrist.
This way, she would not stand out, right?
The Dream-Entering Grass had half-transparent roots, a pale purple slender stem, and fine diamond-shaped leaves that gradually turned bright purple upward.
It coiled around and around, wrapping three or four layers, like a unique bracelet. It wrapped around her wrist neither too loosely nor too tightly.
Zhai Wangyou’s fingers trembled lightly. Looking at the Dream-Entering Grass wrapped around her wrist, her breathing paused slightly.
Perhaps bringing her along would be fine, just in case… in case…
After simply packing up, she descended from Beishan Peak and directly left Tianjian Sect.
Behind her, a figure stood at the very top of the main hall, watching the direction in which Zhai Wangyou had gone.
He had clearly ordered someone to place a demon core in Zhai Wangyou’s room. Why did she not have even the slightest demonic aura on her? Instead, that inexplicable grass had a trace of fox demon aura on it.
The people of Yudao Sect were truly both stupid and useless.
He crushed the jade talisman in his hand and sent out a message.
“People are not always so lucky. Beishan took in a good disciple. Unfortunately, once she leaves this time, she should not come back alive.”
Outside Tianjian Sect, a flying boat floated in midair, heading toward Fan Boundary Mountain.
Zhai Wangyou slightly lifted her wrist. “Right now, there are only the two of us. You can transform—wait…”
Her voice suddenly changed. Her gaze turned guarded as she looked around. She gripped her sword tightly, and the flying boat beneath her feet slowly accelerated.
The Dream-Entering Grass on her wrist had just loosened slightly before it tightly wrapped around her again.
Xi Zhou looked at Zhai Wangyou, whose expression had suddenly turned serious, and inexplicably panicked.
What was going on?
Before long, another flying boat caught up beside them. Standing on it was a black-clothed person wearing a mask.
“Fellow Daoist, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?” the black-clothed person deliberately lowered their voice and asked.
Zhai Wangyou said nothing. She silently released her spiritual sense to probe.
It was a mask that could block spiritual sense. She could not see the person’s true face.
As for their cultivation… she could not detect that either. That meant they were above her. At the very least, they were at the Nascent Soul stage.
Nascent Soul cultivators were few in number. The Medicine Sect’s Sect Master was one. Then there were Yudao Sect’s Sect Master and their two elders. Lastly, Tianjian Sect’s Sect Master and Elder Nanshan. Elder Beishan had already gone missing.
Who could it be?
Xi Zhou looked at the black-clothed person on the opposite flying boat.
This was way too exciting…
She had actually guessed right! There really was a “just in case”?!
Seeing that they were about to reach Fan Boundary Mountain, the black-clothed person made a move. “Fellow Daoist, don’t be in such a hurry. Why don’t we spar first?”
The flying boat was forced to stop. Zhai Wangyou frowned. “Senior, what guidance do you have?”
“Hahaha, naturally, to kill and seize treasures… Who’s there?” As soon as the black-clothed person finished speaking, they suddenly raised their head and looked into the air.
A person also dressed in black appeared ahead. “How could this old Daoist miss out on such a wonderful matter as killing and seizing treasures?”
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