Yun Qingxue held the dark-hued glass bottle, silently watching as her dinner was carried farther and farther away by someone else.
Mo Changxing approached, took the bottle from her hand, and opened it. The moment the bottle was unsealed, a delicate and refreshing fragrance wafted out, overpowering the lingering aroma of the roasted chicken.
Mo Changxing quickly resealed the bottle and handed it back to Yun Qingxue with a smile. “Trading a roasted chicken for such a rare elixir—little junior sister, you’ve made quite the bargain.”
Yun Qingxue lowered her gaze, her eyes dark as she stared at the bottle in her hand.
She didn’t fully trust the people or the affairs here, so Mo Changxing’s so-called “bargain”—ha! Who knew if it was real or fake? All she knew was that her dinner was gone! She was going to bed hungry tonight!
The thought of going hungry made Yun Qingxue shoot her cheap master a displeased glare. If this guy hadn’t popped up out of nowhere, none of this would’ve happened, and her dinner would still be intact!
“Disciple, your master’s dinner is gone!” Purple Song Sage, completely oblivious, actually had the nerve to whine pitifully to Yun Qingxue, the primary victim.
*It was MY dinner!!!*
Yun Qingxue shot Purple Song Sage an exasperated look.
Mo Changxing, meanwhile, gave the master a cold glance as he pretended to be pitiful and bluntly said, “Master, have some…”
He deliberately trailed off, pointing to his own handsome face. The implication was clear: *Master, have some dignity, would you?*
Purple Song Sage: *Suddenly feeling very unwelcome…*
That damned brat Mo Changxing actually dared to imply he was shameless!
“The one who took junior sister Qingxue’s dinner is the one who…”
Purple Song Sage also deliberately paused mid-sentence, waving a hand and then pointing to his own face, subtly conveying the word *shameless*!
Mo Changxing narrowed his beautiful, fox-like eyes and said coolly, “Father exchanged an extremely precious elixir with junior sister. What about you?”
Purple Song Sage huffed, “Your master wasn’t planning to freeload either! That whole room of treasured celestial tomes—didn’t I give them all to your junior sister?”
Yun Qingxue rubbed her empty stomach. It was already late, and with dinner gone, she might as well go to sleep. She had no patience for this pointless bickering between master and disciple.
“Ha!” Mo Changxing scoffed mockingly. “If you don’t teach junior sister how to read them, what’s the point of giving her all those celestial tomes?”
“Brat!” Purple Song Sage muttered under his breath.
The reason he hadn’t told Yun Qingxue that the celestial script could be translated was precisely because he’d anticipated that after he left, this brat would go see Qingxue. Then *he* could be the one to reveal it, earning some goodwill in her eyes!
But alas, his carefully laid plans were ruined by this ungrateful disciple!
“Fine, fine! Forget the tomes. But when your junior sister first arrived, before she even formally became my disciple, I personally transferred five hundred years of cultivation to her. Surely that’s worth a measly chicken as tribute!”
Yun Qingxue’s departing footsteps halted. *What did she just hear?*
Her cheap master claimed he’d transferred five hundred years of cultivation to her at their first meeting?
*When did that happen? How come she didn’t know? Why didn’t she feel anything?!*
Mo Changxing’s rebuttal didn’t come as swiftly as before.
Purple Song Sage’s face lit up with smug satisfaction, like a child who’d won an argument.
Yun Qingxue stood frozen, wanting to hear more about this supposed five hundred years of cultivation, but the two suddenly fell silent.
*Looks like I won’t get any answers. I’ll have to figure it out myself.*
Just as she was about to take another step, she suddenly felt her feet leave the ground—her entire body was lifted into the air.
Immediately afterward, a surge of immense power flooded through her limbs and meridians.
The energy seeped into her body, first making her feel warm all over, as if soaking in a hot spring. Every pore seemed to relax, and it was incredibly soothing.
But slowly, the heat intensified until it became unbearable. Through her dazed vision, she saw Mo Changxing standing not far away, watching her coldly as this transformation unfolded.
*So hot… so painful…*
Just as Yun Qingxue felt she might burn to death, the force suspending her in midair vanished as abruptly as it had appeared.
The torrent of energy rushing into her body also receded in an instant.
Only then did Mo Changxing leap forward, arms outstretched to catch her as she fell.
Landing in his embrace, Yun Qingxue frowned up at him. He carried a clean, refreshing scent.
“A top-grade elixir plus a thousand years of cultivation in exchange for one roasted chicken—worth it!” Yun Ye’s clear voice echoed from afar.
Yun Qingxue’s mind went blank. Everything had happened so suddenly that she felt utterly disoriented.
*A top-grade elixir and a thousand years of cultivation—just for a roasted chicken?!*
She might not know how precious the elixir was in the Profound Spirit Continent, but a thousand years of cultivation was undeniably priceless!
After all, in this world, demonic cultivators would fight to the death over mere decades of stolen cultivation from weaker beings!
Purple Song Sage, too, seemed stunned by Yun Ye’s sudden return and display of power.
*This was a blatant slap to the face!* Compared to Yun Ye’s thousand years of cultivation, his own “generous” gift of five hundred years suddenly seemed embarrassingly meager—and he’d been so proud of it earlier!
*Ugh. Showing off wealth like this…*
Just as Yun Qingxue began to recover from the discomfort, her body was lifted into the air again, another warm current surging through her.
This time, she clearly saw that it was her cheap master’s power holding her aloft!
Mo Changxing’s brows furrowed tightly as he watched Yun Qingxue closely.
*The five hundred years of cultivation from the master hasn’t even been fully absorbed yet, and now Father has added another thousand. And now the master is competing to transfer even more?*
*Qingxue may have a divine physique, but she’s never formally cultivated. Such an overwhelming influx of energy in such a short time—even a divine body might not withstand it!*
A cold sweat trickled down her forehead as a searing, tearing pain erupted through her body, as if something was trying to burst out from within.
As Purple Song Sage continued transferring his cultivation bit by bit, Mo Changxing’s eyes darkened further.
Though he knew the master wouldn’t harm Qingxue, his body tensed instinctively, ready to intervene at any moment.
Yun Qingxue’s expression grew increasingly pained, beads of sweat rolling down her face one after another…
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