plumnovel Chapter 81 Undercurrents
Chapter 81 Undercurrents
The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.
"What do you mean, a transmission talisman for five hundred?"
Mu Chunfeng was taken aback by the unusual blessing and looked at Yuan Yao with some confusion.
Seeing Mu Chunfeng's bewildered expression, Yuan Yao's previous resentment vanished instantly.
She looked up, winked at him, and a sly, mischievous smile curled at the corner of her lips:
"Hehe, you'll find out soon, young master!"
With that, she flicked her finger, and a wisp of spiritual energy instantly flowed into the bulging storage bag in her hand.
Suddenly, a scene that left everyone speechless unfolded.
Suddenly, the opening of the storage bag emitted a burst of light, and streams of light of various colors gushed out!
Dozens, hundreds, even thousands of communication jade slips and communication talismans rained down on the bluestone floor of the cave, making crisp "clinking" sounds, and in the blink of an eye, they piled up into a colorful "small mountain" at Mu Chunfeng's feet.
Yuan Yao dusted off her hands, put her hands on her hips, and snorted confidently, "Look, these are all the visiting cards and communication talismans sent by the cultivators outside in this short period of time. Senior Sister Yanli and I have been sorting them out. Oh, and Snow Demon has been constantly receiving and blocking visitors outside the cave. Young Master, don't you think this is more practical than 'living to five hundred years'?"
Looking at the mountain of communication talismans piled up at his feet, and then at Yuan Yao's charming yet slightly smug expression, Mu Chunfeng was first taken aback, then couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
However, Yanli, who was standing to the side, did not laugh.
She bit her lower lip, her expression showing hesitation and unease, and spoke softly:
"Young Master, Sister Yuan Yao was joking, but the situation outside... I have a feeling that something is amiss..."
Yanli lowered her head slightly, her tone filled with awe at the unknown: "There are a large number of cultivators who haven't left yet gathered outside the cave, including many Foundation Establishment cultivators, and even some Core Formation stage seniors. They... they are just too enthusiastic. Some insist on becoming your disciples, some even try to become sworn brothers with you, and there are even a few people from the merchant guild who have offered to send their most beautiful female cultivators to be your concubines."
At this point, Yanli raised her head, a hint of instinctive wariness flashing in her eyes: "My cultivation is low, and I cannot see through the profound thoughts of these seniors. But when Xue Mo was receiving us, I noticed that they were always subtly probing, asking about the extraordinary phenomena that occurred when you formed your core, and even trying to find out about your lineage... I always felt that they were being a little too enthusiastic."
Upon hearing this, Mu Chunfeng's smile faded slightly.
He himself was aware of the strange phenomena that occurred when he formed his core.
He possesses three spiritual roots, so theoretically, the spiritual energy that should have flowed into his body when he formed his core would at most manifest as a vortex of spiritual energy interwoven with three colors of light.
But to his utter surprise, because of the domineering and unique cultivation method he practiced, it actually manifested as a pure Yang phenomenon.
The wide range of phenomena related to the formation of the Golden Core can be explained by "profound magical power and outstanding foundation," and others can at most praise it as a sign of exceptional talent.
However, if the anomaly's attributes are extremely unique, then its nature changes completely.
This often means that the cultivator has practiced some unique top-level technique, which will not only arouse the greed of some people, but may even... be targeted by some old monsters who practice evil techniques, who regard them as an excellent "cauldron" or "medicinal catalyst".
The mere thought of the words "cauldron" sent a chill down Mu Chunfeng's spine.
Most of the so-called "apprenticeship," "sworn brotherhood," and "sending concubines" that are out there now are nothing more than sugar-coated bullets that try to plant spies and suck blood.
Even if there are sincere people, in this cruel world of cultivation, there are only a very small number of sincere people.
"How is Snow Demon handling things outside?" Mu Chunfeng asked calmly, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger.
"After all, the Snow Demon is the young master's avatar, sharing the same origin. He stood guard outside, using the excuse that 'Junior Brother has just formed his core and his cultivation is not yet stable, so he needs to go into seclusion to consolidate his cultivation,' to keep all visitors out of the formation. Although those cultivators were unwilling, they dared not force their way in due to the rules and the Snow Demon's core formation cultivation."
Yanli reported the facts to the supervisor.
Mu Chunfeng nodded, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.
As expected of his incarnation, addressing him as his junior brother can reduce some of the suspicions of outsiders.
"Very good. Continue to close the door to visitors; do not see anyone."
With a flick of his sleeve, Mu Chunfeng summoned a gentle surge of spiritual energy, gathering all the communication talismans on the ground and storing them in his storage bag. His tone was calm yet carried an undeniable air of authority:
"I have just condensed my Golden Core, and I do need some time to stabilize my realm. Let those demons and monsters outside waste their time. When they run out of patience or have other things to do, most of them will naturally disperse."
After arranging the external affairs, he turned his head and his gaze fell on Yuan Yao and Yan Li.
He scanned them with his divine sense, sensing the already stable early Foundation Establishment spiritual energy fluctuations within the two women's bodies, and smiled, "Very good, it seems that you haven't slacked off during my seclusion, and have both successfully established your foundations."
Then, he changed the subject and said, "Come with me to the secret room, I'll give you a thorough check-up."
"Young Master!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao and Yan Li both exclaimed in delight.
Yuan Yao's fair cheeks instantly flushed crimson, and she glared at him reproachfully with her watery eyes, but showed no intention of dodging.
Yanli was so embarrassed that she lowered her head, her delicate earlobes turning bright red. She nervously twisted the hem of her dress in front of her, not daring to look at him at all.
Seeing the two girls' shy and coy, yet alluring appearance, Mu Chunfeng was taken aback at first, then realized that they had misunderstood.
He coughed lightly, his joking expression vanishing, his gaze clearing as he gently explained, "Ahem... don't misunderstand, I didn't explain clearly earlier. I need to carefully examine your spiritual roots and physiques to see if you are suitable for cultivating one of my techniques."
Upon hearing this, the air in the stone chamber paused slightly.
At this moment, he was genuinely focused on cultivating his inner circle of trusted followers, and had no ulterior motives whatsoever.
Although the group spent a lot of time together, their relationship had not yet reached the point where things had naturally progressed to the point of open and honest communication.
However, the two women reacted differently upon hearing this serious explanation.
Yanli's lowered eyelids trembled slightly, and a fleeting, almost imperceptible look of disappointment flashed across her eyes.
But she was gentle and composed, and very good at hiding her emotions. She just bit her lower lip lightly and then raised her head again.
She smoothed the stray hairs at her temples and replied in a soft and dignified voice, "I see... I misunderstood. My sister Yuan Yao and I will never forget your kindness in imparting the martial arts to us, and we are entirely at your disposal to investigate."
In contrast, Yuan Yao's reaction was much more straightforward.
Her originally bright eyes visibly dimmed for a moment, and then she pouted somewhat unwillingly.
She muttered under her breath, "Who wants to practice some kind of stupid kung fu?"
But to save face, she quickly raised her chin and gave a coquettish snort to cover it up, saying, "Hmph, young master, you've only just formed your Golden Core and you've already become so mischievous! If that cultivation method is difficult and tiring, I won't stand for it!"
Seeing her feigning pride despite her obvious disappointment, Mu Chunfeng felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
He naturally noticed the disappointment in the two women's eyes, but he didn't point it out. He simply smiled, shook his head, waved his hand, and led the way into the inner room.
"Don't worry, this technique is incredibly profound, but the threshold for cultivation is not high, and it will greatly benefit your future cultivation."