[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples":3,"chapter-longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-chapter-18":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Longevity Begins From Raising Disciples",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1530728,1988,"Chapter 18: Who Works the Hardest?","longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-chapter-18",18,"\u003Cp>He knew all too well the rules of the shelters,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who sneaked in yesterday to swipe some ointment would dare step on the bed tomorrow and cut your throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The people here live like stray dogs, their eyes turning red at the scent of a little oil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This bunch of scoundrels are not ones to live in peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of money, they naturally resort to stealing from others!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What puzzled Chen Ye was,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rotten reputation of his previous self was notorious nearby, the house was so dilapidated it was uninhabitable, dirt poor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would be idle enough to come and steal from a do-nothing cultivator’s home like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firstly, there wasn’t anything of value at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secondly, the previous self was at least a Fourth-Layer Qi Cultivator, if caught, it would mean a deadly feud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not gaining much but needlessly making an enemy of a Fourth-Layer Qi Cultivator — it wouldn’t be worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it Taoist Zhang?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye’s finger rubbed the hilt of the Iron Sword, the ash-covered cloth wrapping the hilt rustled as it fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taoist Zhang couldn’t be happier without smoke, always holding that pipe of his between his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stealing and not forgetting to smoke sounds absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if it were a scoundrel like Taoist Zhang, it would make some sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just happened to cross Taoist Zhang, and Taoist Zhang had been witnessing Chen Ye’s transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That asshole, he possibly thought Chen Ye had some kind of stroke of luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying goes, once is happenstance, twice is coincidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, since Taoist Zhang didn’t find the stroke of luck he suspected, he certainly wouldn’t be content!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye quietly tightened his grip on the Bone-Scraping Whip, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He just wanted a peaceful life, but he also understood that in the Cultivation Realm, peace was the hardest thing to find...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye took two ledgers from his arms and placed them on the table, counting the Spirit Stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Silver Scale Flower brought him a generous income, procuring eighteen Spirit Stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he spent quite a bit at the market today, he still had significantly more Spirit Stones left than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Altogether, there were fifteen Spirit Stones and twenty-three Spiritual Sands!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Spirit Stones clinked against each other melodiously,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye listened to this pleasant sound, taking several deep breaths before his face calmed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better not let the two young girls worry...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what the disciples thought of him, ultimately he was the head of the family and couldn’t lose composure first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking so, he stepped out of the storage room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two young girls hadn’t rested a bit, busy as industrious little bees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhiwei struggled, carrying the grains upon her back, arranging them neatly in the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Qing Jun crouched behind the stove adding firewood, stuffing dry straw into the stove, the flames licking the iron pot crackling loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little Face of the White Furred Ball was flushed red:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, Qing Jun will cook in a moment!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This little girl took it seriously?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye casually pulled over a small stool, placing it in front of the stove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught in the nervous gaze of the little girl, he lifted her up, setting her on the stool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The White Furred Ball stood on the stool, fumbling with her fingers timidly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"M-Master?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye gave a gentle smile: \"Master is waiting for Qing Jun’s cooking. Let Master help you by adding the fire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat behind the stove, helping the little girl add firewood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl was so short that she had to stand on the stool just to reach the spatula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Chen Ye was content watching the little girl huff and puff, stirring the pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed that once spoken, words should be fulfilled as much as possible, not easily retracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over time, he hoped to gradually build a reliable image in their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, how big should the beef be cut?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Jun held the handle of the kitchen knife with both small hands, troubled by the beef on the cutting board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hesitated for a moment, then softly asked Chen Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"About the size of your fist,\" Chen Ye, full of mischievous ideas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl earnestly compared it to her little fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This big...?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, it seemed Qing Jun also grew bolder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every now and then, she would ask:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, what spices should I add?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, do we need to add salt?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, Chen Ye could answer patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his responses only seemed to give the little girl more confidence, prompting a never-ending stream of questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Chen Ye couldn’t simply ignore them, because if he did, Qing Jun would think she had annoyed him and become uneasy...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, Chen Ye’s head was filled with the childish questions of his little disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when it was time to eat, it seemed as if Qing Jun’s questions echoed in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By this time,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room had been tidied up by the eldest disciple, neatly arranged with the folding table and chairs Chen Ye had just purchased placed in the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It barely resembled the feeling of home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhiwei was kneeling on Chen Ye’s bed, meticulously changing the new bedding for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips were slightly thin, her fringe covering most of her eyes, occasionally revealing an extremely calm gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of the clamor from the kitchen, she focused on her own task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Furred Ball was still young in age but naturally carried aloofness and indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder she is destined to be the Forgetful Goddess, high above, untouched by mortal affairs...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a casual act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Chen Ye’s hand started acting on its own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhiwei’s cold voice sounded startled again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye jolted, realizing he had unknowingly lifted the elder girl, still holding onto the clean bedding, her little face looking up at him stiffly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ahem...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a casual act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a young age, why so cold and distant?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t want his disciple to become that cold-blooded Goddess in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye was determined to melt the coldness of the Black Furred Ball with the love of a master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhiwei has worked hard too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye feigned nonchalance, reaching out to take the bedding the elder girl was hugging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I must say, the big girl was holding it quite tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye grasped the bedding, attempting to pull it away, and instinctively, the elder girl clung onto it with both arms and legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up, she defiantly stared at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scattered fringe lay across her inky black pupils, exuding an ice-cold air that warned others to keep their distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ice-cold Fairy, so often depicted in novels, must have a demeanor like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye blinked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before him was clearly a skinny black-haired little girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, listen to the master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to the man coax Qing Jun, the Black Furred Ball’s eyes rarely showed a touch of shyness and annoyance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye continued as he was, exerting some effort to \"snatch\" the bedding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He led the Black Furred Ball to the dining table and naturally seated her in a chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elder girl sat with her back straight, her little hands on her knees, her whole body stiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath her fringe, her eyes blinked frequently,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing only after a while, was the master going to feed her??\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Furred Ball rarely started to regret it, had she known, she would have obediently gone to eat that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made Chen Ye think that unless he fed her, she wouldn’t eat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now that she was already sitting in the chair,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To say, \"I can eat obediently on my own\" was already unspeakable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next time, next time she must state it in advance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The busy White Furred Ball shuffled around, bustling between the kitchen and the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She brought the dishes she had cooked to the table, her little face for the first time showing a hint of a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hehe... seems like cooking is kinda fun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Jun felt quite accomplished, wiping the sweat off her forehead, panting with exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl inadvertently glanced over, suddenly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master and her senior sister...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>already sat at the table waiting to eat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Jun didn’t dare waste the master’s time, quickly climbing onto a chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Secretly observing her senior sister across the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her senior sister seemed very nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, Qing Jun always thought her senior sister was strong, blocking in front of her as if nothing could harm her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when her senior sister was being fed by the master, she realized her senior sister was quite small.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, she clutched the rim of the bowl, eating gloomily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obviously...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the one who had worked hard cooking...\u003C\u002Fp>",1469,"2026-06-06T06:08:58.734Z",1,"novelbin.me","cceffb4ea3a7a086780c031fa3a24c7c22aeb765f388b00872c3fca2f0db070a","longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-chapter-19","longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-chapter-17",686,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flongevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-cover.jpg"]