Once Scorned for My Mixed Spiritual Roots, Now They Weep at My Power! - Chapter 28 - My Buddha Jumps Over the Wall

The kitchen was split in half by the strike.

A terrifying chasm stretched out in front of Wen Qing, over a hundred meters long and several meters deep!

Xiao Yun stood frozen in place, completely overwhelmed by the earth-shattering sword strike. If that sword had landed on him, he wouldn’t have even left a trace behind.

Is this the power of the Golden Core Realm? Is this really his Senior Sister? She’s way too fierce!

Wen Qing quickly sheathed her Green Bamboo Sword and hurried to Xiao Yun’s side, asking with concern, “Junior Brother, are you hurt?”

Xiao Yun nodded mechanically, still a bit shaken by the memory of that sword strike.

Seeing that Xiao Yun was unharmed, Wen Qing adopted a stern expression, taking on the role of a senior sister lecturing her junior brother, “What exactly happened here?”

Xiao Yun didn’t dare to hide anything.

He recounted the events from start to finish.

Wen Qing listened, feeling both pleased that Xiao Yun had learned the Formation and slightly annoyed at his reckless behavior.

“Junior Brother, you can’t do this again. Do you know how dangerous it was just now?”

“If I hadn’t managed to pull back that sword strike, would you still be alive?”

Xiao Yun lowered his head in guilt, saying, “I’m sorry, Senior Sister. I didn’t expect things to turn out this way. I won’t do something like this again.”

Seeing Xiao Yun’s sincere attitude, Wen Qing softened her tone.

“Alright, as long as you know your mistake.”

“I didn’t expect you to learn the Formation in such a short time. I’m quite surprised.”

“Master said that Formations are obscure and difficult to understand, and most people find them hard to grasp. Yet you managed to learn it just by spending a little time in the Scripture Pavilion. That’s really impressive.”

“Senior Sister, you’re too kind. It’s not as exaggerated as Master says. Formations are quite simple. If you wanted to learn, you’d definitely pick it up faster than me.”

“Really? Formations are simple?”

“Of course. Otherwise, how could I have learned it so quickly?”

“If that’s the case, next time we go to the Scripture Pavilion, I’ll try to learn it too. Being trapped in the Formation just now left me quite flustered. If I knew a bit about Formations, I wouldn’t be so helpless in such situations.”

“Senior Sister, you’re so smart. You’ll definitely learn it in no time.”

“Alright, stop flattering me. I’m a bit hungry. What’s for breakfast?”

Seeing that Wen Qing wasn’t angry with him, Xiao Yun breathed a sigh of relief and smiled mysteriously, “Today, I’ve prepared a delicious dish for you. It’s called Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!”

“Buddha Jumps Over the Wall? What’s that? Is it tasty?” Wen Qing’s eyes lit up.

“This dish is called Buddha Jumps Over the Wall because even the Buddha couldn’t resist jumping over the wall to taste it!”

There’s a poem that goes: ‘The jar opens, and the aroma wafts to the neighbors; the Buddha hears it and abandons meditation to jump over the wall!’

“Is it really that delicious? Hurry and let me try it!” Wen Qing, imagining the dish’s flavor after hearing the poem, couldn’t help but drool.

Xiao Yun smiled slightly and turned to go to the kitchen to fetch the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

Suddenly, there was a loud “boom.”

The kitchen, split in half, could no longer stand and collapsed with a roar, sending dust and debris flying…

Wen Qing and Xiao Yun stood there, completely stunned.

After a moment, Wen Qing cried out with a hint of despair, “Ah, my Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!”

…

At a stone table in the back mountain of Xiaozhu Peak, Wen Qing was happily slurping noodles.

Although she didn’t get to taste the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, the meat broth noodles made by her Junior Brother were incredibly delicious.

Despite using the simplest ingredients, her Junior Brother had managed to cook up such a delightful dish.

“Junior Brother, once the kitchen is repaired, you must let me taste the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall,” Wen Qing said, satisfied, as she patted her slightly rounded belly after finishing two large bowls of noodles.

“Don’t worry, Senior Sister. Once the kitchen is fixed, I’ll make you delicious meals every day, six dishes per meal, without repeating for a whole month,” Xiao Yun replied while tidying up the dishes.

“It’s a deal. You better not trick me, Junior Brother.”

“I wouldn’t dare deceive my Senior Sister. It’s getting late; let’s go to the bamboo grove to collect spirit stones!” Xiao Yun suggested.

Wen Qing nodded, and with a wave of her hand, the Green Bamboo Sword hovered in the air.

“Alright, after collecting the spirit stones, we’ll head to the Scripture Pavilion to pick a cultivation technique for you.”

Wen Qing controlled the Bamboo Sword, carrying Xiao Yun as they flew over the bamboo grove of Xiaozhu Peak.

“Strange, why aren’t there any disciples from Qingmu Peak?” Wen Qing wondered, frowning.

“Could it be that the Qingmu Peak disciples haven’t arrived yet?” Xiao Yun asked.

“They usually arrive by this time. Look, the servant disciples from other peaks have already cut down quite a bit of Green Rock Bamboo.”

“Do you think the Qingmu Peak disciples stopped coming because we collect their spirit stones, so they don’t come to Xiaozhu Peak to cut Green Rock Bamboo anymore?”

“That’s possible. Although Green Rock Bamboo is tough and burns well, it’s not irreplaceable. Qingmu Peak might really have stopped coming.”

“What should we do if they don’t come? How will we get spirit stones to enter the Scripture Pavilion?”

Wen Qing’s expression darkened for a moment, but then she smiled, saying, “Don’t worry about the spirit stones. I’ll find a way. Let’s head to Longshou Peak first.”

“What plan do you have, Senior Sister?” Xiao Yun asked eagerly.

“Don’t ask too much. A few hundred spirit stones are nothing to me.”

With that, Wen Qing controlled the Green Bamboo Sword and flew towards Longshou Peak.

Soon, they arrived at Longshou Peak.

“Senior Sister, this isn’t the Scripture Pavilion. Where are we?” Xiao Yun asked, puzzled by the unfamiliar Main Hall before them.

“This is the Treasure Pavilion on Longshou Peak. Wait here for a moment; I’ll be right back.”

Wen Qing left Xiao Yun behind and entered the Treasure Pavilion on Longshou Peak alone.

Not long after, Wen Qing returned with a smile on her face.

She shook the Bag of Holding in her hand and grinned at Xiao Yun, “Let’s go, Junior Brother. We have plenty of spirit stones now.”

“Senior Sister, where did you get the spirit stones?”

Xiao Yun was puzzled. How did his Senior Sister manage to get spirit stones in such a short time?

“You don’t need to worry about that. Get on the sword!”

Wen Qing waved her hand, and the Green Bamboo Sword floated in front of them.

Since Wen Qing didn’t want to explain, Xiao Yun didn’t press further and obediently stepped onto the Green Bamboo Sword.

Once he steadied himself, Xiao Yun noticed something was amiss.

The beautiful flower hairpin in his Senior Sister’s hair was missing. It was there when they arrived!

Xiao Yun furrowed his brow slightly, a realization dawning on him. He didn’t ask directly but instead tried to find out indirectly.

“Senior Sister, what exactly is the Treasure Pavilion? It looks so grand!”

Wen Qing, not thinking much of it, replied to Xiao Yun’s question, “The Treasure Pavilion houses Magic Treasures crafted by the disciples of Longshou Peak. Once you reach the Golden Core Realm in your cultivation level, you can purchase a Magic Treasure you fancy from here.”

Suddenly, Xiao Yun understood. It seemed that the flower hairpin on Senior Sister’s head wasn’t just an ornament but a Magic Treasure. She had sold it to get spirit stones.

Thinking about how much Senior Sister had sacrificed for him, Xiao Yun felt both happy and sad. These mixed emotions kept swirling in his mind, making him feel somewhat heavy-hearted.

What had he done to deserve such kindness from Senior Sister?

With a sigh, Xiao Yun asked softly, “Senior Sister, how many spirit stones did you get?”

Without hesitation, Wen Qing replied, “A full three thousand spirit stones. Now we don’t have to worry about spirit stones anymore.”

“That flower hairpin is worth more than that… Did they cheat us again at Longshou Peak?”

Xiao Yun noticed Wen Qing’s body stiffen slightly.

Then he heard Wen Qing say nonchalantly, “Junior Brother, how did you know I exchanged the flower hairpin for spirit stones?”

“Every time you take me on Sword Flight, I’m standing behind you. That flower hairpin was so beautiful, and suddenly it’s gone; how could I not figure it out?”

Wen Qing smiled and reassured him, “Don’t worry, Junior Brother. I’ve just temporarily left it at the Treasure Pavilion. Once we have enough spirit stones, I can redeem it.”

Xiao Yun could only manage a bitter smile, secretly vowing to himself that he would help Senior Sister get her flower hairpin back, no matter what. In the future, when he had succeeded in his cultivation, he would repay her a hundredfold.

Seeing Xiao Yun remain silent for a while, Wen Qing feared he might overthink things. She tried to change the subject, saying, “Junior Brother, once you’ve chosen your cultivation technique, I’ll take you to explore other peaks.”

“Senior Sister, I don’t want to go. After choosing the cultivation technique, let’s return to Xiaozhu Peak,” Xiao Yun said, not in the mood for sightseeing.

Right now, he only wanted to improve his strength quickly so that he could do something for Senior Sister in the future.

Wen Qing chuckled and said, “Junior Brother, you might not know this, but different attributes of cultivation techniques are absorbed at different speeds depending on the peak. Taking you to other peaks isn’t just for fun; you’ll also experience the cultivation environment of each peak.”