Chapter 100

The two little demons simultaneously transformed all their strength into light, and the oppressive feeling in their bodies gradually lessened, while the light at their tails grew brighter.

"Phew—"

They both heaved a sigh of relief. If they hadn't found a solution, they would have been burst by the sudden surge of power.

They glanced at the porridge with lingering fear, their hearts deeply shaken.

No wonder, even the white rice porridge that a great master drinks is comparable to the finest treasures of heaven and earth. Just a small sip had such a significant effect; the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox and that great master must have been eating it by the bowlful. They must be incredibly wealthy!

Such a special lantern, such miraculous white rice porridge.

No wonder the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox's cultivation could skyrocket in such a short time. It turns out she met a great master.

She said she would bestow us with a great fortune, and this is truly a fortune beyond our wildest dreams!

Following such a great master, it will be hard not to prosper in the future!

Li Nianfan noticed that the light in the lantern was getting brighter and smiled, "It seems they really like this porridge. They're so happy they're glowing."

Daji nodded and said softly, "Indeed, not everyone can taste Master's white rice porridge."

"Hahaha, when it comes to food, I'm not afraid of anyone," Li Nianfan laughed heartily, then added with a tinge of concern, "But it's not good for them to keep glowing like this. Although it doesn't consume electricity, it does consume energy. Don't glow during the day; wait until it's needed."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the light from the fireflies in the lantern went out simultaneously.

Li Nianfan couldn't help but marvel, "No wonder it's the world of cultivation; even fireflies are so spiritual."

...

In the far north of the Qianlong Immortal Dynasty.

This was a land of yellow earth, with hardly any trees around. The sun shone down fiercely, making the temperature in this region extremely high.

At this moment, an old woman was hurrying along with a little girl.

The old woman couldn't help but say to the little girl, "Nuan Nuan, we're almost there. I'm sorry for making you suffer by bringing you here."

All along, she had been puzzled. Nuan Nuan's background was so significant; why would they send her to a small, obscure sect in a remote and desolate area like mine?

Could it be that a great master is planning something?

Although her strength was not high, she had lived for several hundred years and had many experiences. She had heard that every step a great master takes is filled with profound meaning, beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

It's rare for a great master to take an interest in our Jinlian Sect.

No matter what, I must treat Nuan Nuan well and ensure she doesn't suffer even the slightest harm!

Originally, the journey should have taken only one day, but she had dragged it out to three days because she had become suddenly wealthy, with countless treasures in her spatial ring, and she was afraid of being robbed.

Moreover, she had Nuan Nuan with her, and she had to ensure Nuan Nuan's absolute safety.

Therefore, she was extremely cautious throughout the journey, often taking detours to avoid uncertain dangers.

Today, they finally entered the territory of the Jinlian Sect.

"It's fine, Master," Nuan Nuan shook her head and urged, "You only told me half the story about the Jinlian Sect. What happened next? Did the Heavenly Saber Sect lend us the spirit medicine?"

"Of course not," the old woman shook her head with a bitter smile. "Not only did they not lend us the spirit medicine, they also insulted us. If it weren't for the fact that our Jinlian Sect has no resources, we would have been annexed long ago."

Nuan Nuan's expression remained unchanged as she continued, "Oh, what happened next?"

The old woman smiled and continued the story.

She noticed that her new disciple was very interested in the history of the Jinlian Sect and was also very curious about various interesting stories in the world of cultivation. She naturally couldn't keep anything to herself, and over the past three days, she had almost told her everything she knew.

Before they knew it, the two of them had arrived at the Jinlian Sect.

Although it was called a sect, it was truly poor. The outer gate was simply made of yellow earth, and it was covered with scars, clearly long neglected.

Inside the gate, there were only a few scattered buildings. The main hall looked grand, but it was already covered with the marks of time, with many parts of the walls dried and cracked. There were very few disciples, and the scene was desolate and dilapidated.

The old woman led Nuan Nuan to a room next to her own, which was very close to the main hall and was the best living quarters in the entire Jinlian Sect.

"Nuan Nuan, this will be your room from now on. I live next door, so if you have any problems, you can come to me. Don't hesitate to ask," the old woman said kindly, then added, "Stay here for now; I'll go find my sister."

With that, she hurriedly flew towards a small courtyard next to the main hall.

She rushed through the courtyard and entered a room, pushing the door open, "Sister, I'm back!"

On the bed, an old woman lay with her eyes closed, her breath faint.

This was the old woman's sister, Wu Hanyan.

She had a head full of white hair, disheveled and unkempt, with deep wrinkles on her face, looking like a dying old woman, barely holding on to her last breath.

Although she was only three years older than the old woman, she looked decades older!

A black aura flickered at her brow, a sign of severe poisoning.

The old woman's words made Wu Hanyan's closed eyes tremble, and she struggled to open them.

A weak, hoarse voice followed, "You're finally back. How was your trip?"

The old woman, extremely excited, said, "Sister, this time I received a disciple unparalleled in the world!"

"Really?"

Wu Hanyan had not held much hope, but upon hearing this, a flush appeared on her dying face, and she asked eagerly, "Is it a middle-grade spirit root?"

The old woman shook her head, "No."

Wu Hanyan's voice trembled, "Then, is it a high-grade spirit root genius?"

The old woman shook her head again, "No, she only has a low-grade spirit root."

Wu Hanyan's eyes, which had just brightened, instantly dimmed. She smiled bitterly, "You, you're joking with me even as I'm on my deathbed."

The old woman quickly said, "Sister, I'm not joking. This disciple is beyond the measure of spirit roots. She is our Jinlian Sect's fortune! This time... our Jinlian Sect will truly prosper!"

"Do you know what you're saying?" Wu Hanyan couldn't help but turn to look at the old woman, only to suddenly realize that her sister had also aged considerably without her noticing. The two of them, once young and beautiful maidens, were now two lonely old women.

At that moment, a wave of sorrow washed over her, and she said with a dead heart, "You've suffered so much these past few days. The immense pressure has made you senile, making you dream in the daytime. Well, well, after I die, you should dissolve the Jinlian Sect..."