Chapter 155 - Someone Ascends (1/2)

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“Chef…” Shen Ying glanced at the table covered with freshly cooked dishes, and the corner of her mouth twitched. The person in front of her was still covered in serious injuries. “I think I… just had lunch.”

“Master,” Yi Qing replied seriously. “These are only pastries. They don’t count as a proper meal. If you don’t like them, Master, why don’t I serve some fruits instead? There aren’t many immortal fruits left from the last time: Mystic Phoenix Fruit, Flying Feather Fruit, Exotic Fruit, Bud Fruit… and True Sand Fruit. Do you want to have them for now?”

As he was speaking, he retrieved an entire bag of fruits from the storage bag hanging by his side…

Shen Ying: “…”

Er, it really… isn’t much.

“Master, do you not like these?” Yi Qing saw that Shen Ying had not moved an inch and became worried.

“I do, I do…” Shen Ying pursed her lips. This is a bit too much, isn’t it? She had already eaten more than ten dishes in the previous meal. If she finished all the dishes in front of her, she might become extremely bloated. Yi Qing seemed to be a bit off ever since he regained consciousness. It was as if he was traumatised. Apart from tending to his wounds, Yi Qing spent all his time in the kitchen, cooking various dishes for Shen Ying. She was getting a little…

“Oh yes, how is Father Niu’s Lightning Tribulation going?” She fiddled with the bag in her hands subconsciously.

Yi Qing raised his head to look at the blazing red land far away from the sect. Then, he looked down and began to count in his heart. After awhile, he answered, “Reporting to Master: Disciple has counted – including the divine lightning that just shot down, it’s a total of… 84 bolts of divine lightning.”

“84!” Shen Ying had just taken a bite of her pastry, but she set it down and asked, surprised, “Heaven is cheating again?” Isn’t it supposed to be 81 bolts?

Cheating? Yi Qing paused, and then understood what she was asking. He quickly explained, “It’s not that Heaven has made a mistake in the numbers, but from the looks of it, Lonemoon is probably ascending through two whole cultivation levels. This means that he would have to go through 162 bolts of divine lightning and 72 shots of wildfire. After the Heavenly Tribulation, he’ll emerge as an Exalted Immortal.”

“Oh.” So one could jump through two cultivation levels after an epiphany? Shen Ying suddenly perked up. “How long more is there?”

“He’s more than halfway through now. I think he would need another seven days at most.”

Seven days!

Shen Ying’s eyes twinkled and she stood up immediately. Pointing at all the dishes on the table, she looked at Yi Qing with a sombre expression and said, “Chef! I’ve thought about it. Your master has been starving over the past few days. Go and cook some more dishes. Cook enough for two… or maybe even three!”

As she spoke, she retrieved the bag of immortal stones and shoved it into Yi Qing’s hands. I have money! I have two months’ allowance! Spend it all, spend it all!

“Yes Master, no problem Master!”

Yu Hong, who was just about to enter: “…”

The corners of her mouth twitched. She glanced at the blazing sky and walked into the hall. “Sect Master…” Suddenly, she understood why Elder Lonemoon was so passionate about earning immortal stones.

“Hey! Little Red.” Shen Ying was now eating without a care in the world. She turned around and gestured toward Yu Hong. “There are pastries here. Do you want some?”

“I’ve already eaten. Thank you, Sect Master.” Yu Hong walked over and bowed to greet Yi Qing and Shen Ying. “Elder Lonemoon is going through a tribulation now. I have two matters that I have difficulty handling, so I have come to ask for advice from Sect Master.”

“Oh, what’s the matter?” Shen Ying asked.

“It’s like this: Disciple discovered just awhile ago that there has been some sort of strange movements in the immortal Qi southwest of our mountain. Not only has the immortal Qi gotten rid of all the demonic Qi around it, it has also begun to condense into a solid form.” Yu Hong frowned, as if worried.

“Strange immortal Qi?” Yi Qing’s expression darkened as he thought harder. “There’s some sort of array or the remains of a spell there.”

Yu Hong shook her head. “I went over to take a look but I didn’t find anything like that.”