My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Shen Ying had never shown her real power in front of the disciples, and they didn’t see her often. Yet they could see the high regard Fatty, Yi Qing and even Lonemoon himself had for her. Those older had their concerns. But the younger ones had never been through those things, and they believed themselves even more. They thought that they learned some skills beyond ordinary mortals and that made them different. The thought of survival of the strongest was formed in their minds, so they had no restraint in singling her out.

They even thought that even if they were in the wrong, he would not punish them for a mortal. Such thoughts were completely the opposite from Lonemoon’s original intention. Continuing to allow them to grow would only make them even more arrogant, even more insolent, and even looking down upon the mortals who were inferior to them. He wanted a bodyguard for the human race, not a group who ruled and bullied them.

He couldn’t help but think back about those that he taught before. Invincible Sect didn’t go onto a skewed path because Yu Hong and others also started by suffering at the hands of higher-level cultivators. They witnessed the deepest darkness, so they knew that sunshine was hard to come by.

Fatty was even imprisoned in Imperial Sacred Sect for many years, such that he knew the evils of the human mind, so he cherished the kindness of the world even more. Even in the small world of Song Ren, those talisman cultivators cultivated for the simple purpose of protecting the civilians.

But these nine they took in this time were completely different, especially those younger ones. From the beginning, they had the opportunity that others didn’t have. This opportunity made them able to soar far above others, so their ego grew naturally. They could no longer see the weak. They thought that they had gone beyond the world, but forgot that they came from there as well.

Those three older ones had more experiences, and Jian Xing had suffered in the past for the sake of his sister. So they had their restraints. But others had completely lost the reverence that they were supposed to have.

How could they expect a group of people with no reverence to the world to turn back and protect this world?

Lonemoon suddenly realized that he couldn’t place all hopes of humans on these few people. He had to make multiple preparations.

After all, in this world, besides school education, there was also a phrase called self-teaching! There only needed to be learning resources, and though having a teacher or not did make a difference, the overall direction should be pretty much similar.

For example with Chef, was there any difference whether he had a Master or not? Didn’t he teach himself everything anyway?

After Lonemoon thought that through, he told Fatty to prepare many jade slips of heritage. He thought about how most people still didn’t know how to use spirit qi and also prepared some books on directing qi into the body. Of course, Fatty copied all of them, since there was no photocopying machine in this world. He also told Fatty to make some spirit artifacts.

After that, he stopped being at home. He turned into a book distributor and randomly went around the human continent, throwing a secret book here and a jade slip there. He also casually opened up several small mystic realms and threw in some spirit herb seeds and let them grow on their own.

And then he went back to Purple Night Palace and grabbed a few immortal veins. He came up with ways to dilute them, turn them into spirit veins and then spread them all over the human continent, making the whole continent full of spirit qi.

He even gritted his teeth and threw the spirit artifacts and immortal artifacts he got from Fatty’s debt repayment all around, or set some arrays to fix the time of their appearance in the world. After that, he finally stopped. He suddenly somewhat understood Lan Hua’s feelings in the past. The feeling of throwing treasures everywhere which could not be recovered. It was so painful!

Therefore, he took out his bill book and meticulously recorded all of these on Hong Meng’s bills.

Hmm, he finally felt less painful.

Hong Meng who was handing carrots to Rabbit at Purple Night Palace shivered. He felt that something was amiss.

After Lonemoon did all this, he finally felt relieved. He believed that in no time, a significant number of cultivators would appear on this continent. Of course, his teaching of the disciples became stricter. After all, they were taught by a renowned teacher, and it would be such a shame if they couldn’t beat those whom were self-taught.

Fortunately, the four people left were pretty easy to teach. Jian Xing was a sword cultivator. Lonemoon was busy recently, so he used his old method and threw him into ten layers of sword arrays. The three left were all taught by Fatty. It was actually much easier than before, and they all had their specialized talents.

Especially the oldest one. He was already fifty or sixty when he started cultivation and only succeeded in Foundation Establishment after going through many difficulties. He was the last among all to achieve Foundation Establishment. But he was also the one with the most peaceful mind. Fatty had worried at first that he would probably give up before finishing because of age, but he didn’t expect that he actually persisted all the way through, and he was even a double-cultivator of talisman and array.

Though his cultivation was below others at the start, he slowly became the one with the most solid fundamentals, the deepest learning and the most diligent among the three. Occasionally he would also give the other two some tips. Even Fatty couldn’t help but give him some more attention.

Considering that they had already gotten used to spirit qi, Lonemoon told Mushroom to stop her planting. The spirit qi on the mountain was directly changed into Immortal Qi. This way, their cultivation increased even more rapidly.

And among them, Jian Xing was the fastest. Since the previous incident, Lonemoon had talked to him several times. That was, after all, his sister. It was only normal that it’d be hard for him to endure. Lonemoon explained the intricacies of the matter to him, and seeing that he didn’t have any grievances, he was reassured and allowed him to continue learning.

He learned very fast. Most of the time, he could learn sword dharmas after one demonstration by Lonemoon. Within less than twenty years, he had reached the fifth level of sword array, out of ten. Though it was not so crazy as Chef in the past, it was still extraordinarily fast. A sword body by birth indeed.

Time passed fast, and all that required teaching were pretty much taught. Those that they couldn’t learn for a time they were made to remember first. Since Heavenly Dao had yet to be born in this world, there was no Heavenly Tribulation for their improvement in cultivation. They just went up directly once they reached the level.

The three taught by Fatty had already formed cores, and Jian Xing already had the cultivation of Nascent Soul.

Lonemoon felt that it was time to let them go down the mountain and really understand the crisis in this world.

Considering the unhappiness of the last experiential training, Lonemoon decided to bring them himself and drag Shen Ying along.

“Why me again?” She was unhappy.

“Chef hasn’t come back yet. Did you think you can survive alone in the sect?” Without anyone to cook for her and watch her, she would either go missing or starve to death at any moment. There was a high likelihood that it was the former.

“Uh…” Should she tell him that Chef actually made spirit birds send over food every once in a while?

“Don’t talk nonsense. Off you go.” Lonemoon was too lazy to explain to her. He directly dragged her and started walking down the mountain.

Among the four disciples, three were Fatty’s, so Fatty naturally followed the party, taking Mushroom with him. With Fatty watching, Mushroom worked pretty hard at cultivation these years. It had already turned its one tail to five tails. Naturally, she also learned real manifestation, and no longer needed to go around planting mushrooms dragging its tail.

Therefore, the original experiential training for disciples became a trip for the whole sect.