Chapter 388: Is It the Young Master!

Chapter 388: Is It the Young Master!

Zifeng Valley, where immortal clouds rise and mist envelops the high, cold atmosphere.

“Ruo’er, you’ve been cultivating for too long; it’s time for a break.”

“It’s fine, Dong Xiyan, I can keep going.”

“I’m glad to see you working hard, but you must understand the balance between work and rest. Over-cultivation can often backfire, leading to regression instead of progress.”

As Ruo’er’s mentor, Dong Xiyan was trying to persuade her to take a break from her training.

Ruo’er had just embarked on the path of cultivation and faced many difficulties at the beginning.

But her resilience allowed her to endure, rising early and staying late, diligently memorizing Dong Xiyan’s teachings, and pushing through the challenging starting phase. Now, she was making rapid progress.

However, because of her determination to endure hardships, she often forgot to eat and sleep during her training, and her level of effort placed her among the top in Zifeng Valley, which worried Dong Xiyan greatly.

After all, Ruo’er was still young and growing; too much strain was not good for her.

“Alright, Ruo’er, I command you to stop and rest. No more training; this is an order you must follow.”

“Ah, but how can I? I’m so close to mastering the Immortal Wind Technique! Please, Dong Xiyan, let me work a little longer!”

“Not even close. While your diligence is commendable, improper balance will lead to lower results down the line. Your Immortal Wind Technique still needs development; I suggest you rest well before continuing to cultivate.”

Dong Xiyan approached Ruo’er and gently patted her head.

“Ruo’er, the road ahead is long. While hard work is important, finding the right method is essential. Only through effort in the correct direction can you achieve the results you desire.”

Dong Xiyan spoke with deep meaning, and Ruo’er nodded continuously. Though still young and her mind not fully matured, she listened to Dong Xiyan’s words.

She had no choice but to stop for now.

To be honest, she wasn’t sure what the correct direction was; she could only take it one step at a time, and all she could hold onto was her effort.

Only through more hard work could she live up to the young master’s expectations, and the hopes of the immortals in Zifeng Valley.

Ruo’er clenched her small fists; although still young, she harbored great ambition. She absolutely intended to become a grand immortal to match the noble young master!

Suddenly, with no training to occupy her, she found herself at a loss for what to do.

Previously, as a servant in the Xuanyun Sect, she served the young master, and when he wasn’t around, she would clean the courtyard of fallen leaves, feed the spirit beasts of Tianling Mountain, or help prepare the evening meal in the kitchen. Essentially, when she was idle, she felt uncomfortable all over.

She was a dutiful servant, unaccustomed to leisure.

Thinking about it, she considered tidying up Zifeng Valley.

However, she was stopped by Dong Xiyan, who meant for her to rest well, avoid training, and just enjoy leisure.

This was troublesome, as relaxing felt much worse than working.

“I wonder how the young master is doing; I haven’t seen him for a long time.”

Ruo’er pouted as she murmured to herself. She missed Lin Nuo every day and would run to the cliffside, longing for the majestic Lin Nuo to arrive riding his sword and land before her, gently patting her head.

Despite any hardships or exhaustion, being comforted by the young master was enough to satisfy her.

Regrettably, she had not seen Lin Nuo arrive.

On her day off, with nothing to do, she decided to wait at the cliff edge. It was where she first entered Zifeng Valley, forming a habit of waiting. Eventually, she wouldn’t expect Lin Nuo to appear, but out of habit, she would come and wait, even if it took all day before heading back.

“The young master will come, the young master won’t come, the young master will come, the young master won’t come…”

She picked a flower from the roadside, tearing petals as she waited at the cliff, leaving it to fate whether Lin Nuo would arrive.

At that moment, she heard a voice behind her.

Turning around, she saw Zhao Zhou, the immortal.

“Greetings, Senior Zhao~”

Ruo’er politely greeted him.

“Hmm, Ruo’er, how are you? Are you cultivating?”

“Not today; I’m here to clear my mind.”

“Oh, I see. I have matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave now.”

“Okay, okay! Are you going out to eliminate demons?”

“No, there’s a strong wind tide outside Zifeng Valley, and some outsiders may have been caught in it; perhaps they are wandering cultivators who accidentally entered. I need to check it out.”

With that, Zhao Zhou soared atop his spirit sword, flying toward the strong wind tide.

Outsiders caught in it, huh?

The strong wind tide outside Zifeng Valley was fierce, making it difficult for ordinary people to pass through. They’d only get swept up and suffer.

Many times, some cultivators attempted to approach the strong wind tide but lacked the capability to enter.

“Must be a wandering cultivator who accidentally wandered in,” Ruo’er speculated, continuing to tear petals absentmindedly.

Before long, Zhao Zhou returned from the wind tide.

Not only did he come back with someone else.

Noticing someone approaching, Ruo’er looked up slightly.

Who is that?

The young master!!!

The dejected Ruo’er immediately perked up and tossed away the remaining petals.

He’s here! The young master is here!

“Young master, young master~!”

Ruo’er hopped and waved, her fluffy tail and big ears swinging excitedly.

Heaven rewards the diligent! After so much waiting in hardship, the young master finally arrived.

Zhao Zhou descended gracefully, and Lin Nuo jumped off his sword.

“I thought it was some other person; turns out it’s little brother Lin Nuo. Little brother, now that you can fly through the wind tide, it’s best to come to Zifeng Valley directly without waiting in the wind tide. If my Spiritual Eagle hadn’t spotted you, I might not have found you.”

“I couldn’t fly.” Lin Nuo replied.

“Ah, don’t be modest! Last time, you flew here with ease. Oh, I understand, non-immortals cannot rashly enter Zifeng Valley. You respect the rules and knew my Spiritual Eagle was patrolling there; you pretended to stay in the wind tide to notify me to welcome you and be brought into Zifeng Valley by an immortal, so it adheres to etiquette.”

“Not really…”

“Next time, just come directly; no need to wait. You’re a great benefactor to Zifeng Valley and have the right to enter freely,” Zhao Zhou chuckled.

“…”

Could you stop overthinking? If I could fly in, would I still stay in the wind tide?

What rules of etiquette? Who informed you guys?

This doesn’t make sense! How did I come in last time?

Lin Nuo was confused. Last time he also used the Phoenix Sword to fly straight in without any issues.

But now it seemed ineffective?

For crying out loud, where’s my refund?!

“Young master, young master~!”

Ruo’er bounced to Lin Nuo’s side, tugging at his clothes.

“Did you come to look for immortal treasures or to meet the immortals~?”

“What do you mean looking for immortals? Oh, true, looking for immortals; you count as one now,” Lin Nuo said.