The sun was setting towards the horizon and the convoy once again set out. Bei Yingluo was in the lead. Freshly recovered from her injuries and freshly sexed up by her master, her every step was filled with energy and enthusiasm.
“Yingluo, slow down. Our old legs can’t keep up!” One of her aunts complained.
“Let her be. I would be just like her if I was able to sleep with two immortals.” First aunt Bei Yujing chid in.
This resulted in a round of loud laughter.
“Yingluo, you worked hard!”
“Hahaha!”
Bei Yingluo ignored the people behind her but her face was slightly pink. They thought that she was having sexual relations with Elder Mo as well as the sect master. In their eyes, she was truly talented beyond asure, to be able to ensnare two immortals with her legs. Since her master didn’t care, she wasn’t going to correct them.
She led the convoy through the desert, heading south at a steady pace. The night was cool and clear. They didn’t encounter too many obstacles and the only real threat ca from a horde of bats that erged from caves in the nearby cliffs.
“Beast attack, weapons out!” She shouted as the Jade Tusk Spear flashed with light-green energy.
One spear thrust pierced three black and furry beasts but there were many more.
The bats numbered in the tens of thousands and sward around the convoy. They dived at the humans and the pack animals, seeking to take large bites of their flesh. The Bei Clan retreated into a tight protective formation and fought off the crazed attacks.
Chen Wentian watched the scene with so curiosity. Their convoy had t so many mishaps. It didn’t seem natural. Ordinary trade caravans would have already been wiped out. Yet they had fought off a power spider, a fearso bandit gang, and now they had to defend against such a horde of blood-hungry bats.
He wondered if there was sothing attracting danger to them. Or perhaps, sothing was directing more dangers in their direction. He had not been able to sense anything and he had not been able to discover anything from the disciples of the Sapphire Mystic Empire. The situation was strange, not quite life-threatening but strange.
Actually, this whole desert was a pile of strangeness. It was sothing that confounded countless generations of immortals; Spirit Lords, Spirit Kings, and even a few Spirit Emperors.
Chen Wentian shrugged to himself. He was a Spirit King now. Even if a Spirit Emperor were to show up, not that it was likely to happen, he could still run away with his disciple. There was no point in thinking too much when he didn’t have enough information.
Bei Yingluo, like her master, was also thinking about many things as she fought off the horde of bats. She was focusing on her mindset as he had instructed. Even as she waved her spear with all her might, she was trying to keep a clear mind and maintain self-awareness. She was constantly trying to gauge her feelings, whether she was angry, happy, or annoyed.
It was far more difficult than the theory suggested. Her mind constantly wandered and it was difficult to keep her concentration. It didn’t help that the beasts she was fighting were not strong enough to elicit any sense of danger.
“Cover my spot!” Bei Yingluo shouted behind her.
Without waiting, she rushed out of the protective formation. Instantly, the bats all converged around her, finding her a much easier prey than the other humans.
Her spear beca a blur, creating arcs of green light in the dark night sky. Waves of bats fell to the ground like black hail only for more to take their place.
“Calm… think…” She mouthed to herself even as she was fully engaged in battle.
She thought about her every movent, from her footwork to even her breathing rhythm. She had never put so much thought into fighting and it was far more tiring than she expected. Maintaining her mindset during such a situation was truly difficult!
It had to be said that this training suggestion by Chen Wentian was the first for any one of his disciples. It wasn’t anything groundbreaking but it was sothing necessary because Bei Yingluo lacked a certain degree of natural talent. It wasn’t anything against her personally, but if it were not for her hidden ability to cross realms, she was utterly ordinary.
Compared to her, his other disciples were far more brilliant. Lin Qingcheng had her orgasmic cultivation thod. Zhou Ziyun had a peerless mind and comprehension ability. Wu Qianyu was attuned to the emotion and feeling of pain. All three of them were so special that they would be top disciples in any immortal sect. The ice sisters were also not bad. After many dual cultivation sessions, their dual-attribute spiritual bodies would be coveted by many immortal sects.
For soone like Bei Yingluo, who ca from humble beginnings, her mindset, the way she thought about her fights, would greatly affect her Dao. He knew this because he had been the sa. He also ca from humble beginnings. He didn’t much talent to speak of. He was utterly ordinary just like her.
“Yingluo…” His voice reached her ears even as she was surrounded on all sides by thousands of bats.
“Yes, master?”
“Stay focused and answer this question for . Why are you fighting? Why are you cultivating?” He asked seriously.
“Master?” She asked, not understanding.
He tried again, “Rember your question to ? About my past? My family was ordinary and so was I. An ordinary mortal with no talent for cultivation. The reason I fought was to survive, to see another day. There were so many tis I could have just given up and accepted that life was too hard, that fate was too unfair. But I didn’t want to die. I wanted to live and that’s why I fought.”
“…”
“Look at where you are now. Look at the people that support you. Look at . What are you fighting for right now? I feel like if you can answer that question honestly and true to your soul, it could help you understand yourself and your hidden ability.”
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