Chapter 41
Betting & Competing (VI)
"Ha ha, Sect Master; I can barely keep up with those two..." I tried to squirm my way out of being given more disciples.
I'd already planned on just asking for so resources from Daoist Mu and forgoing a new disciple. Honestly? I can barely keep up with the two I have. Even with the massive windfall of bets, it, at most, buys a year (if that). I could take in more disciples, but despite the monthly quests, I decided against it, as just having more numbers didn't actually guarantee anything.
If I got Creation Points any ti any headway was made by any of my disciples, I might have considered it. But from the looks of it, outside of the system Quest, the only way I can get Creation Points from my Disciples is if they break through a major realm.
And even if the Foundation Establishnt Realm wasn't a monuntal hurdle or anything, kids still needed so talent for it. Maybe, one day in a distant future when I can create thods and arts that completely ignore talent and work anyway, I'll be able to just take in anyone who cos. Today? Nah.
"Hm," the anxiety born of that gaze grew; it was sowhat odd, the cold kind. Kind of like a mixture of fear and anxiety, sort of like when you're waiting for the exam results that will either make or break your entire year. "I have a hopeless little abandoned ferret; I'll send her to your peak in the coming days. I hope you show her the sa generosity as you do your other two disciples."
... Well, that's that, I guess. There's no way I'm saying 'No' to anything the Spirit Sage demands, not when he could kill with an eyelash.
As the competition ca to an end, I descended a level and found Daoist Mu (and many other Deacons and lesser mbers of the Sect) rather... red-faced, it could be said.
"You hid yourself, Elder Lu," tsk. It's like these guys all get the sa script and deliver the lines in the sa way. No creativity! Where are the bad guys with cool, damning lines--scratch that; please, I don't need no bad guys--crap, that's a double negative. I ant that I don't need bad guys, yes, that's it. Keep the bad guys far away from .
"Here is a list, Daoist Mu," I said and tossed him a preprepared parchnt; it was made with Long Tao's help. Though the old monster didn't tell what he needed those things for, I decided to just get them for him. Save a headache. "Have those things delivered to my peak by the month's end."
"W-what?! Annela Herb? Three blades of Moonflower?! Are you insane?! I'd have to sell everything I own to afford this!"
"..." Yeah, figures. But, strong front. A strong front is all that matters. "Then start selling."
I thus spun and left, sowhat hurried; what if they started seeing red in the mont and just jumped ? Gotta get the hell out of there fast!
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Long Tao and Dai Xiu were waiting for on the outside; the two didn't fight in the final round, with Xiu surrendering. Her gaze was shifty and evasive, and she seed worried that I might chastise her, while Long Tao... well, he looked kind of bored.
"Good job, you two," I said. All three of us ignored the gazes of the dozens upon dozens of the passing disciples and servants, all likely wondering where the hell these two ca from. "We made a killing today. We could have made more, but so of us decided they're above it."
"I'm so sorry, Master!!" Dai Xiu cried out--both literally and figuratively. "I, I don't know what ca over ! Please don't kick out; I will do anything! I--"
"--no, no, I ant Long Tao," I quickly interrupted. "No, you did amazing, okay? Master is very proud."
"R-really?"
"Yes, yes, very proud."
"... thank you, Master!" She took a step toward but froze, bowing instead.
Haah.
Kids are... tough. I kind of want to indulge her, but I also kind of don't want to, if that makes sense. Even I'm not dumb enough not to realize that if I just keep it this way, she will not grow up to have a healthy relationship with the world.
But also, I don't really have the heart to be strict with her. And yet I must. Damn.
"Co on, let's go back," Amidst the countless gazes, the three of us left for the central valley and then up the Loneso Mountain.
On the way, Xiu asked extensively about how she could fight better in the future, but, thankfully, she didn't bother nearly as much as she did Long Tao. By the ti we climbed to the top, the old monster sprinted away and literally locked himself in a room.
I don't bla him 'cause I was tempted to do it too.
"Would you like to make you so tea, Master?" she asked, and I assented.
Luckily, Hua had stayed behind and kept the doors and windows open, clearing up the air in the house. The boy servant was rather efficient and hardworking, far more than I expected.
Hm.
Wait.
I never did check him out with my Creator's Eyes, did I? I an, he's probably completely ordinary, but you never know if, like Dai Xiu, he hides so deep talent.
[--Creator's Eyes used]
[Target: Zhuang Hua]
[...]
[--Host realm is insufficient.]
[Spend 30 Creation Points to take a peek at the target]
... what?
No, wait, what?!
What kind of bedeviled devil did I let live with , man?!! Holy crap! Spend it, spend it imdiately!
[--30 Creation Points spent]
[...]
[Target: Zhuang Hua]
[Age: 17(493)]
[Talent: ???]
[Cultivation Realm: Early-stage Demigod]
[Cultivation thod: ???]
[Martial Arts: ???]
[...]
[Traits (Common, Rare, Epic, Legendary, ???)]
[Oathbound (???) -- swore an Oath of Servitude, binding his life and well-being to Dai Xiu. If she dies, so will he; if she's ailing, so is he]
[Mortal Manifestation (Legendary) -- cannot directly interfere in the matters of the Lesser Realm. Can only display the sa level of cultivation as the target of his Oath]
[Kinslayer (Epic) -- killed his Master in a bid for power and was excised from the sect. The stain remains with him to this day, disallowing any progress in cultivation]
[???...]
[Assessing suitability...]
[... Host lacks cultivation realm to discern target's special Physique]
[...]
[Recomnded: requires specialized heart-cleansing art; recomnded that the host pass on the Heart-Stitching Art. Though not perfect, it would allow the target to start cultivating again after they master it]
[...]
[Final assessnt: a realized, transcendental talent; due to limited access to information, not much else can be ascertained at the mont]
Right.
Of course.
Haah.
You know, humans are just like this, aren't they? While they don't know sothing, they are just aggressively desperate to learn it. Would do anything for it. Yet, when they learn, they wanna forget.
'cause boy, do I ever want to forget. I've been making a Demigod sweep and clean and build stuff for . If it takes courage to stand up for yourself against a bully, what should I call my nonchalance in dealing with a half-god? Herculean ignorance?
Yeah, sounds about right.
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