My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

Zhican Valley had won over the hearts of many small sects through their medicinal diplomacy.

When they raised their arms and issued commands, it was like "one arrow piercing the clouds, bringing thousands of troops to gather."

Throughout the Land of Immortal Legacy, countless small sects flocked to Zhican Valley, their followers as numerous as clouds.

Of course, not all these sects came to help Zhican Valley with pure intentions... or rather, only a few foolish sects had pure intentions.

While some small sects indeed came to help Zhican Valley out of gratitude, more came with the intention of currying favor.

Regardless of their reasons for helping Zhican Valley, from their perspective, one thing was clear: Zhican Valley's strength surpassed that of both the Dao Sword Sect and the Boundless Sword Sect.

...This was the core reason they helped Zhican Valley. Haven't you heard the saying "they help whoever's winning"?

They reasoned that since Zhican Valley was already stronger than the other two sects, with their additional support, victory would be certain.

So these small sects all saw this as a sure win - a chance to witness one major sect destroying another. Who wouldn't want to participate in such a guaranteed victory? Who wouldn't want to take part in the operation and experience the thrill of domination?

Even if they couldn't actively participate, just being present would be worthwhile.

Thus, as one side grew, the other diminished - more people went to Zhican Valley while fewer came to the Dao Sword Sect.

When Tian Wenjin flew on her sword into the Dao Sword Sect, she saw only scattered figures.

Though people moved with the heavy, hurried manner befitting an impending war, their small numbers - mostly just Dao Sword Sect's own members with few disciples from other sects - made the scene appear desolate and tragic.

"Can we win?"

Seeing this scene, Tian Wenjin, as an elite disciple of the Dao Sword Sect, couldn't help but ask herself.

Not long ago, while simply traveling back to the Dao Sword Sect, she had encountered a sect rushing to aid Zhican Valley. From this, she could hardly imagine how many sects would help Zhican Valley.

Could the Dao Sword Sect handle this alone with just their own strength?

As a sword cultivator, she was proud, but even she felt this was beyond their capabilities.

She was strong, and as she looked up at the Mountain and River Sword floating in the sky above the Dao Sword Sect, she knew Lu Junxing was even stronger, but even a cultivator's power has its limits. When facing thousands of Golden Core cultivators and hundreds of Nascent Soul masters, they would be powerless.

"How can we break through such a dire situation? Who could possibly solve this?" she pondered while hovering in mid-air.

She clearly knew that in a direct confrontation, the Dao Sword Sect's chances of victory were minimal, almost zero.

As she thought, her gaze suddenly turned toward Dan Peak.

"Perhaps Little Master has a solution."

Little Master always had solutions, although Little Master was... quite ordinary?

"Hm?" Tian Wenjin was startled - why did she instinctively feel Little Master would have a solution? He was just an ordinary alchemist, wasn't he?

Little Master was steady, sophisticated, knowledgeable, calculating, skilled in alchemy and cooking... but could he face thousands of cultivators?

True, she knew he was involved in many behind-the-scenes matters during the Devouring Demon Willow incident; she had her suspicions about the sudden disappearance of the Chief Alchemy Hall elder and the subsequent reorganization; she knew Little Master had recently taken Li Shiyin and Senior Brother Lu to the Boundless Sword Sect...

Thinking about this, she suddenly felt that perhaps the current crisis facing the Dao Sword Sect was related to Little Master.

"Little Master..." as she pondered, she suddenly realized that she had never truly understood this man, this man to whom a genius like Li Shiyin had willingly married.

She had always envied him, feeling that Li Shiyin had settled for less - how could she become his Dao partner? They interacted frequently and had many encounters; she was familiar with him.

But she had never truly understood him.

This man seemed ordinary.

When she thought of Little Master, the first thing that came to mind was his calm, composed smile - he always smiled gently, neither hurried nor sluggish, neither warm nor cold;

Then she thought of the endless stream of delicacies from Dan Peak;

Then, how Little Master seemed to know a little about everything;

But when she tried to think about things related to cultivation - Little Master's cultivation level, his techniques, his combat ability - she realized she knew nothing beyond the fact that he was an alchemist.

After five years of knowing him, she only knew that Little Master was a water-attribute cultivator and an alchemist.

This man was too mysterious.

"Perhaps Little Master really does have a solution to the Dao Sword Sect's crisis." She flew directly toward Dan Peak, "I wonder what kind of relationship Little Master has with the Sect Leader and others, and if they know how capable Little Master really is."

The one who helped her open the formation passage was Chasing the Wind, that extremely humanized rascal tiger. He was personally trained by Little Master... transformed from beast to near-human.

Chasing the Wind, with his kitten-sized body, bounced along in front, asking in his tiger's raspy voice: "The Dao Sword Sect is about to fight with others, why are you heading to Dan Peak?"

"I'm looking for Little Master," she replied.

"What do you want with my dad?" The white cat turned his head to eye Tian Wenjin suspiciously.

Li Shiyin was too naive, not knowing to be cautious. It was bad enough having a fox spirit eyeing the house, but now this noble and beautiful woman kept coming to Dan Peak. As a good friend, he had to help guard against such threats.

"My dad happens to be in closed cultivation," he said.

"Closed cultivation?" Tian Wenjin frowned, "Since when?!"

"Bad timing..." the white cat's eyes showed a hint of smugness, "He just started yesterday."

Tian Wenjin gave the white cat's smiling face an odd look, not understanding what he was so pleased about.

Little Master had just entered closed cultivation yesterday... she immediately sensed something fishy about this timing - why choose this particular moment for closed cultivation?

"What is Little Master doing in closed cultivation?" she quickly asked.

"How would I know?" The white cat jumped out of the formation passage, stood on the sunlit grass, turned back to her while standing on his hind legs, and spread his paws, saying, "Dad's an alchemist, I'm not... I'm just a formation master."

Formation master...

Tian Wenjin gave him a strange look. She knew Chasing the Wind had studied formations for many years, but until now, he couldn't set up anything decent. He'd been scolded plenty by Little Master for that.

"Is Little Master's closed cultivation related to alchemy?" she pressed.

The white cat turned and hopped away, sneering, "Don't try to trick information out of me, the Great Chasing the Wind is too clever for that."

Was that trying to trick information?

Tian Wenjin immediately understood that Little Master's closed cultivation was indeed related to alchemy.

She walked out of the formation passage and looked up at the peaceful, gentle breeze of Dan Peak... Little Master's Dan Peak, unchanged since her childhood.

No matter when, Dan Peak always seemed different from the outside world. While others were cultivating, fighting for resources, battling, and bloodying themselves, Dan Peak remained beautiful and isolated, like a paradise.

That peach grove still had pink peach blossoms floating gently in the breeze.

The petals drifted to the parasol tree by the lake, its heart-shaped leaves swaying gently.

Behind the parasol tree was Sword Washing Lake, its waters as clear as jewels, dotted with lotus flowers and leaves.

Standing on the clear lake surface was a woman more beautiful than the lotus flowers. Her robes moved with the wind, like the ripples on the jewel-like lake surface. She looked like a lake goddess who might fly away with the wind at any moment.

Tian Wenjin was mesmerized. She walked across the grass, slowly approaching, passing under the parasol tree, stopping beside the Sword Washing Lake monument, staring fixedly at the woman on the lake.

The white cat walked along the grass with his head down, negotiating with Tian Wenjin: "Seven Seven is also in closed cultivation, and I'm dying of boredom. If you play with me, I'll tell you what dad is doing..."

But as he walked, he suddenly noticed Tian Wenjin step over his head and walk ahead of him. She went straight to the lakeside and stared into the lake, ignoring him.

"?"

Chasing the Wind was stunned - even the great Chasing the Wind, master of Dan Peak, was being ignored?

He bounced over with a few jumps, reaching Tian Wenjin's feet, and pulled at her skirt with his paw, but Tian Wenjin showed no reaction; he then jumped onto the Sword Washing Lake monument, looked up at Tian Wenjin, and saw that she now looked just like Zhang Junyi when he saw You You. He was completely baffled.

He followed her gaze to the lake surface... wasn't it just Shiyin there?

What was the meaning of Tian Wenjin's expression?

"Hey!" he called out, but Tian Wenjin didn't respond.

So he jumped up...

However, as he leaped into the air, before he could make a sound, he suddenly sensed a terrifying sword intent.

Not just one, but many - numerous sword energies!

The sword energies weren't coming from in front of him, but from behind.

He was very familiar with them - they were Li Shiyin's sword energies.

He quickly turned around and saw Li Shiyin by the lake had begun to move. She was gracefully wielding her sword, dancing like she was performing a sword dance, her movements exceptionally beautiful. As she danced, star-like swords appeared around her, one after another.

Not mere sword energy, but seemingly substantial swords.

"What is this?" Chasing the Wind couldn't process it, "Sword energy?"

Had Li Shiyin comprehended a sword technique similar to sword energy in just two or three days?

But before he could think it through, he had already descended, landing on the Sword Washing Lake monument.

"Chasing the Wind, Wenjin!" Li Shiyin called out from the other side, "Take my sword strike..."

Whether they were sword energy or not, Chasing the Wind wasn't sure, but he could clearly sense the sharpness and pressure emanating from those star swords... Li Shiyin was serious - this was her serious sword strike.

"Roar!"

The little white cat on the Sword Washing Lake monument let out a mighty roar, leaping forward and growing with the wind, instantly transforming into a terrifying beast standing ten feet tall at the shoulder.

Even he, the great Chasing the Wind, had to take Li Shiyin's serious strike seriously.

In an instant, fierce winds arose as the giant beast charged forward, toward the countless star swords appearing above the lake's surface.

His father had specifically taught him mathematics, so he was good at it, but he couldn't count exactly how many star swords there were at that moment. He was only certain that there were over a hundred of them.

"Shing! Shing! Shing!"

The claws on all four of his paws extended, gleaming and cold like daggers.

He faced one star sword and struck out with his paw...

"Ding!"

The sword and claw met with a crisp sound, as if they were solid objects.

The star sword was batted away by his paw into the mountainside behind, creating a small hole.

"Are they real?" The sharpness and texture of the sword energy made Chasing the Wind momentarily dazed.

As one star sword was deflected, another dozen shot toward him.

Chasing the Wind used his tail like a whip, swinging it around with "ding ding dang dang" sounds, batting away all the star swords that shot at him.

"?"

Chasing the Wind couldn't help but frown. These star swords were very sharp and had substance - compared to normal sword energy, they were harder to destroy, but... their power hadn't increased. They were essentially just materialized sword energy.

He couldn't see what use this technique had, at least not against him.

He looked to the side where Tian Wenjin was wielding her sword so effectively that not even a drop of ink could get through - these sword energies were ineffective against her as well.

Soon after, Li Shiyin stopped her sword dance, and the star swords ceased. After Chasing the Wind had deflected all the star swords, he flew over to Li Shiyin.

As he flew, he shrank, becoming the size of a small dog by the time he reached Li Shiyin.

"What's the use of this technique?" the cat frowned.

Li Shiyin smiled slightly without explaining, then looked toward Tian Wenjin and said, "Wenjin, you've come."

Tian Wenjin nodded in response.

She seemed to know what this technique was for and asked, "It's preparation for the upcoming battle, isn't it?"

"Wenjin is clever," Li Shiyin smiled sweetly in praise.

This technique wasn't meant for dealing with strong enemies, but for handling weaker ones. It was a mob-clearing skill.

"What?" Chasing the Wind still didn't understand.

"Does this technique have any other variations?" suddenly another voice asked.

They all looked toward the voice and saw Qin Ran by the lakeside.

"Master?!" Li Shiyin's eyes lit up, and she flashed to Qin Ran's side.

Unlike before, she didn't throw herself into her master's arms, but simply stood beside him and gently took his hand.

"Of course it does," she said proudly.

"Oh?" Qin Ran inquired.

"Now I can deploy them one by one, or release over three hundred at once," Li Shiyin said. "Later, I plan to merge them together as a technique for dealing with strong enemies."

Qin Ran nodded in understanding, "These swords are difficult to destroy, so even if they're knocked back, you can gather them for reuse, or merge them for surprise attacks. It has good potential."

"That's right!" Li Shiyin smiled and asked, "So, Master, what should we call this technique?"

"Hmm..." Qin Ran recalled the dense swarm of flying swords from earlier and smiled, "How about 'Return of Ten Thousand Swords'?"

"Hehe!" Li Shiyin giggled and agreed.

"Master-Uncle has emerged from seclusion?" Tian Wenjin asked coldly.

"Actually, it wasn't really seclusion... and I haven't really emerged," Qin Ran smiled.

"?" Tian Wenjin was confused.

"I was conducting experiments..." Qin Ran explained, "Now that I've achieved some progress, I'm taking a break."

Tian Wenjin was even more puzzled: "Wouldn't you want to continue researching after making progress?"

"Ah..." Qin Ran sighed. He looked up toward the disciples of the Dao Sword Sect flying outside Dan Peak, each one a vibrant life, his fellow disciples, and sighed, "I still feel guilty."

"Conscience?" Li Shiyin whispered, "Master, do you have such a thing?"

Ignoring her, Qin Ran took flight toward the main peak.

"I know why you're here," he turned back in mid-air to address Tian Wenjin. "Don't worry, I will take action."