Lady Cultivator

Once she returned to Mount Yunwu, Mo Tiange officially started her Closed Door Meditation. Aside from visiting Second Uncle, which she did every half a month, she no longer went out or walked around.

Sometimes, when she paused her Closed Door Meditation, she would find some Summoning Talismans attached to her door. They came from Murong Yan, Wang Qianyi, and even Shen Bing. At first, they weren’t really familiar with each other, but they grew a lot closer after the trip to Miwu Valley. Knowing that she was in a Closed Door Meditation and cultivating diligently, everyone came to send their greetings. Shen Bing and Wang Qianyi even indicated to her that she didn’t need to hesitate if she ever needed their help. Nevertheless, Mo Tiange understood in her heart that it would be inappropriate for her to have too many interactions with them, so she only gave a courteous reply but didn’t request anything of them.

Every time she left her Closed Door Meditation and ran into those Senior Martial Brother housemates of hers, she would always be ridiculed, especially by Xu Jingzhi who was filled with envy and jealousy; he said that although her looks were pretty good, her skinny appearance didn’t resemble that of a man. He wondered why, despite her obviously being less handsome, tall, and as elegant as him, those Senior Martial Sisters known for their beauty throughout the sect treated her so well.

Mo Tiange smiled bitterly in her heart, becoming even more distressed with the situation. Men and women were different. As time passed by, she increasingly felt that pretending to be a man was becoming more and more difficult. There wouldn’t be any problems if her cultivation level was high—she could directly use Illusory Transfiguration Technique and change her appearance as she liked. However, if she, as a small Aura Refining cultivator now, wanted to use Illusory Transfiguration Technique to deceive a high-level cultivator, wouldn’t that be the same as seeking death?

Two years passed in a flash.

Although she grew slightly taller, her growth was indiscernible. She wasn’t considered tall among women, let alone men. Liu Yidao was more than a head taller than her while Qin Xi was a head taller; even Xu Jingzhi, who wasn’t considered tall either, was half a head taller than her… Perhaps she was out of luck—all the men in this house were tall, thus accentuating her petiteness even more.

Even though she long lost a woman’s attitude from years of pretending to be a man, her slim shoulders and thin stature were extremely conspicuous. Xu Jingzhi often mocked her and said she was a girly-looking man. Even though his remarks didn’t cause the others to feel suspicious, it sounded the alarms for Mo Tiange, causing her to constantly remind herself to be cautious with everything.

After two years of exhausting her spirit stones, she finally reached the tenth layer of the Aura Refining realm. Right at this point, Yunwu Sect’s minor inner competition was about to be held. Therefore, once she finally stabilized her realm, she left her Closed Door Meditation.

When she went out, the three others were waiting for her in the sitting room. In these three years, Liu Yidao’s and Qin Xi’s cultivation levels became even higher while Xu Jingzhi, although he was a bit inferior compared to the others, also managed to reach the ninth layer of the Aura Refining realm and was close to reaching the tenth layer.

In order to celebrate her finishing her Closed Door Meditation, all of them decided to stroll around and do some sightseeing as well as have a picnic while they were at it. Because Murong Yan often said she missed the roast meat Mo Tiange made, Mo Tiange also sent a Summoning Talisman to invite her. Since Murong Yan was invited, naturally Mo Tiange also had to invite Wang Qianyi and Shen Bing. She didn’t forget to invite Senior Martial Brother Zhou either.

Originally, although Mo Tiange assumed Murong Yan would definitely come, she thought it wouldn’t necessarily be the case with Shen Bing and Wang Qianyi, let alone Senior Martial Brother Zhou. To her surprise, however, all of them came.

Thus, this group of people could be seen chatting and roasting meat beside the lake beneath the waterfall in the South Peak.

Mo Tiange was sitting on the lakeshore, working arduously to skewer some beast meat. Her left hand was applying a fire spell, spreading a flame on the meat. A piece of burlap was spread under a tree not too far from her with tea and various pastries arranged on top of it. Liu Yidao and Senior Martial Brother Zhou exchanging their cultivation knowledge by the side. Xu Jingzhi was sitting together with Wang Qianyi and Shen Bing, trying to amuse them. Qin Xi was leaning lazily on a tree, basking in the sun. As for Murong Yan, she was sitting beside Mo Tiange, watching her roasting the meat with drool dripping from her mouth, occasionally asking whether or not the meat was done already.

This group… They said they were celebrating her success in reaching the tenth layer, but in the end, they said her skills in roasting meat were pretty good, asked her to roast some meat for everyone, and made her do everything by herself, alas…

Eventually, she finished roasting one batch. As she wiped her sweat, she passed a tray to Murong Yan. “I’m done, call them here to eat.”

In fact, they didn’t need to call the others at all. Once Mo Tiange finished roasting, those extremely laidback people descended upon her like a swarm of bees and dug in, one by one.

Having finished gnawing the piece of meat he had in his hand, Xu Jingzhi blurted out, “Delicious! Junior Martial Brother Ye, you should roast some more!”

Upon hearing what he said, Mo Tiange, who had just washed her hands in the lake, rolled her eyes and said, “Provide me with the fire, and I’ll roast the meat for you.”

Xu Jingzhi scratched his head. “Fire? I don’t have a fire spiritual root; I can’t cast fire spells…”

Everyone laughed. Senior Martial Brother Zhou said, “Junior Martial Brother Ye’s craft is indeed good. These taste more delicious than what we usually have in the dining hall.”

Murong Yang repeatedly nodded. “Exactly! I was about to die from my cravings because I couldn’t have this for two years.”

Liu Yidao stroked his belly as he said, “At this point, we really haven’t had enough… Junior Martial Brother Ye, just roast some more for us.”

“…” Mo Tiange sighed. “Someone please help me with the fire. I’m honestly not too good at casting fire spells; it’s really tiring to do it for a long time.”

Murong Yan promptly said, “I don’t have spiritual roots with fire attributes either. How about using talismans? I have some talismans that can be used to cast fire spells.”

“That would be very wasteful!” Xu Jingzhi hastily cut in. “For fire spells, Senior Martial Brother Qin is the master! Senior Martial Brother Qin, come and help us!” This guy! Ever since he met these three martial sisters, he became extremely polite and hospitable. No need to mention how he started calling Senior Martial Sister Shen Bing and Wang Qianyi out here and there, that mouth of his seemed to have been plastered with honey.

Mo Tiange finally shook her head and smiled. She saw that although Qin Xi looked helpless too, he didn’t refuse the idea. He stood up and dusted off his sleeves before walking towards her. “Alright, I’m not going to eat for free. Junior Martial Brother Ye just needs to tell me what to do.”

Unlike her who was only half competent in fire spells, Qin Xi specialized in them. Naturally, she bluntly accepted his help.

With a thin blade, Mo Tiange cut the meat into pieces and used branches to skewer them as she said to Qin Xi, “Senior Martial Brother Qin, don’t make the fire too big. If the branches are burned and broken, they’ll be wasted.”

Qin Xi nodded. He then hovered his right palm on top of the meat. Flames instantly appeared from his palm and very quickly, the fragrance of roast meat started to float around.

Watching his actions, Mo Tiange felt that things were off and she hastily called out, “Senior Martial Brother Qin, wait!” She had neither added the seasoning nor flipped the meat over—he mustn’t burn the meat. Alas, using a powerful fire spell evidently wouldn’t do either. It was hard to control the heat…

Nevertheless, with Qin Xi’s help, roasting the meat took much less time than before. Before long, the pile of roasted meat filled the entire tray and the two of them finally stopped working.

“Done! This time, this should be enough for all of you, right!?” Mo Tiange pushed the tray towards Murong Yan. The meat on this tray was equal to half a spiritual deer!

Murong Yan cheered out loud, “Junior Martial Brother Ye, you’re really kind!”

When she finished washing her face and came back, there was only half a tray of meat remaining. Qin Xi, who was leaning against a tree, chuckled and said, “Junior Martial Brother Ye, you better drink some tea and eat some pastries. This tray of meat… I think it’s just enough for them to eat.”

Mo Tiange rolled her eyes. She spent a long time roasting these but she didn’t even get a share to eat!

Liu Yidao burst out laughing and patted her shoulder. “Junior Martial Brother Ye, who told you to be so good at this craft? The most capable one usually does the most work!”

“Ok, ok, ok! I’ll just take it as I’ve once owed you guys!” Anyway, now she could already abstain from eating and was no longer that fond of eating as she previously was.

Once everyone finished eating, they chatted while drinking some tea. The topics they talked about never strayed from the sect’s minor inner competition that would be held in the near future.

In general, every cultivation group held minor and major inner competitions. Major inner competitions were usually held every several dozens of years or even every several hundreds of years. Aura Refining, Foundation Building, and Core Formation cultivators from each realm would participate in this competition. As for minor inner competitions, they were held once every ten years maximum. Only Aura Refining disciples took part in it.

Even though the rewards from the major inner competitions were ample, as Aura Refining disciples, they were still far from ready. Aura Refining disciples usually paid more attention to minor inner competitions because they gave Foundation-Building Pills as the reward.

Among the group, except for Xu Jingzhi and Murong Yan who were in the ninth layer of the Aura Refining realm and Senior Martial Brother Zhou who was in the eleventh layer, everybody was in the tenth layer. Aside from Senior Martial Brother Zhou, all of them wanted to participate in the minor inner competition because it was only in this competition that they had the possibility of obtaining Foundation-Building Pills. With Foundation-Building Pills, they could build their foundation.

However, their sect was only a medium-size sect; it could only provide about twenty to thirty Foundation Building Pills every ten years, so everyone’s chance of success was only about ten percent. Except for Senior Martial Brother Zhou whose progression into the Foundation Building realm was pretty much certain, the outcomes for the rest of them were hard to predict. Not to mention that it was already hard to contend for a place against several hundreds of people, obtaining Foundation-Building Pills also didn’t guarantee they would be successful in building their foundation.

In fact, Foundation-Building Pills weren’t the only way to reach the Foundation Building realm; it was just that the other methods were basically impossible for ordinary cultivators. Taking Legendary Panacea of the Distant Past era, having a cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm or higher using a secret technique to pour in their spiritual aura, or perhaps other fated chances that abruptly injected a great amount of spiritual aura could cause one to have a realm-breakthrough. These methods were completely out of reach for ordinary cultivators like them. Thus, Foundation-Building Pills became their only hope.

This topic became increasingly heavy as they chatted. At the end of the day, everyone no longer had any interest in chatting; they concluded the gathering simply and returned to their respective residences.

Mo Tiange also felt heavy in her heart. Although she managed to advance into the tenth realm and had about a fifty percent chance in obtaining an opportunity to participate, her chance of succeeding in building her foundation was only less than ten percent.

She hadn’t forgotten she had five spiritual roots. The ancestor of the Mo family, Mo Yaoqing, once said her natural endowments weren’t ordinary five spiritual roots. They were, in fact, equally strong five elements spiritual roots known as Spiritual Roots of the Origin inherited from her other ancestor. With the designated cultivation technique, the cultivation speed of those possessing the Spiritual Roots of the Origin wasn’t at all slow.

Nevertheless, after being in the cultivation world for so long, she and Second Uncle had gone through countless ancient manuscripts and records, but in the end, they still didn’t know what Spiritual Roots of the Origin was.

Two years ago, Second Uncle said there were only about two or three years left in his lifespan. Now that two years had passed, she had smoothly reached the tenth layer of the Aura Refining realm. However, she also found that the path towards immortality was vague, and her journey towards the Foundation Building realm was still very long.