[{"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-5":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},1530715,1988,"Chapter 5: The Crybaby White Furred Ball","longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-chapter-5",5,"\u003Cp>In his hands, unexpectedly, was half a cold and hard taro, its surface still bearing clear teeth marks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently held the taro in his palm, his feelings complex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Jun was trembling all over like a shaken sieve, and plopped down to kneel on the ground:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, I was wrong! This was saved for my sister...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before finishing the sentence, her voice was choked back in her throat, and she sobbed while wiping away tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Women are really made of water; this little girl looks so thin, yet her tears flow so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye skewered the cold taro onto a branch, pinched a bit of spiritual fire with his fingernail, rekindled the extinguished fire pile, and began simply roasting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the aroma of charring spread gradually, Chen Ye handed the branch to Qing Jun: \"Eat! Later I will bring Zhiwei back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Jun’s stomach growled uncontrollably, yet she dared not move despite holding the food, she understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master wants to sell her, so he plans to fatten her up, only feeding her without wasting food on Sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must be like this!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she doesn’t eat, Master won’t sell her, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sister said, definitely cannot become a furnace, even if it means death...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye suddenly turned around, the shadow enveloping the trembling white-furred ball: \"Don’t eat, and you’ll be sold today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl was scared and quickly started eating, her tongue burnt and hissing, yet afraid to make noise fearing scolding, her face blushing red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She steals glances at Master’s hand resting on the door latch, feeling curious, why is Master hesitating and not going out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye closed his eyes slightly, hardened his heart to push open the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning light was dim, the sky still held lingering clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the rain-drenched slums, the air carried a fresh scent of mud and grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday’s storm had made the dirt road before Chen Ye’s door muddy, animal hoof prints intertwined with tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time Chen Ye clearly saw the surrounding environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So ordinary, ordinary like the rural areas of the past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the house behind him, the little girl was still gobbling the roasted taro.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye’s tense shoulders inexplicably relaxed a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On both sides were crowded, leaning houses, next door an old Taoist with a patch-covered Taoist robe squatted on the threshold spitting, casting a sidelong glance at Chen Ye:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, Old Chen is lively today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old Taoist was as slovenly as him, the Taoist robe greasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He squinted his triangular eyes slyly glancing behind Chen Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfazed, Chen Ye kicked the door shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In previous memories, the old Taoist was named Zhang Hong, fond of women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he couldn’t fill his belly, he would go to a brothel for pleasure, having a mediocre relationship with the previous self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the view, this slum was mostly middle-aged low-level cultivators like the old Taoist and Chen Ye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unwilling to strive further, too lazy to wander, surviving day by day in the slum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few cultivators, disheartened, even returned to the secular world to become wealthy men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the secular world lacked spiritual qi, greatly reducing the lifespan they obtained through cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If stayed long, cultivation might even decline until becoming ordinary mortals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such costs were unacceptable to most low-level cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Taoist Zhang, dare look again and I’ll gouge out your eyes!\" Chen Ye’s face darkened, thumb flicked open the bone-scraping whip on his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat trickled from his palm, but his previous memories told him, in this slum mire, the more one shows weakness, the more others inch forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This point was just like certain backward places from his previous life...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called cultivators, no different than people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taoist Zhang’s face momentarily froze, chuckling wryly, sucking on his pipe, his muddled eyes turning behind gray-white smoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That disciple of yours, anyway, she’s to be sold. Why not directly sell to me, one spirit stone deal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Scram!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of nameless fury burnt, Chen Ye almost wanted to whip Taoist Zhang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How old was Qing Jun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl’s so skinny and pitiful like this, yet Taoist Zhang had such thoughts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taoist Zhang seemed somewhat wary of Chen Ye, he drew back his trembling pipe, shrugged helplessly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk, Old Chen don’t rush, I was just joking, taking it seriously is your fault.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye had no interest in tangling with the shameless old man, he turned back into the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little girl was staring blankly holding the unfinished taro, clearly heard the conversation outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, don’t sell me, Qing Jun will obediently listen...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pitifully raised her little face, mouth dirty, filled with taro crumbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I said I won’t, I won’t sell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye lifted the little girl’s nape, tucked her under his arm, looking annoyed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t overthink, coming with me simplifies things, prevents that old Taoist from scheming.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Jun’s limbs dangled foolishly under Chen Ye’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared at the unfinished taro, gradually pouting her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not sold, why take her out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Master always liked deceiving Qing Jun...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crushed by sadness, the little girl furiously gnawed the taro.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon leaving, Taoist Zhang still grinned with yellow teeth, kindly said: \"Little Qing Jun, going out with Master? Careful, Master might sell you, better yet take refuge with Grandpa Zhang?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qing Jun instinctively buried her face in the taro, dared not meet the old man’s gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye’s temple throbbed with veins; he truly hadn’t learned how to deal with such rascals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frankly, he was a young man from a peaceful environment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While his predecessor was an indolent drunk, shamelessly indifferent to others’ opinions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless... wipe out entirely, once and for all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye was shocked; he breathed deeply, clamped Qing Jun tightly, passed through crooked houses before shaking off Taoist Zhang’s lustful gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the earlier thought still lingered in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday he was a plain and simple employee, today why are such murderous thoughts creeping in...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slum was close to the market; nearer to the market, the surroundings improved, spiritual qi relatively more abundant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Correspondingly, Yunxi District charged rent based on area, but much lower than the residences inside the market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those short on cash but aspiring to cultivate usually lived here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark Old Man resided in this area, Chen Ye happened to pass by his house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, unlucky, so unlucky!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Granny Li, sunning beast hides in the yard, spat several times on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to think, Chen Ye knew it was directed at him, he could only chuckle awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old woman suddenly saw the white fur ball under his arm, her relaxed eyelids abruptly widened:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You rascal! Broke the child’s leg the other day, today where are you stuffing her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Granny Li’s gaze swept across Qing Jun’s wrists peeking from sleeves, blue and purple marred, a held breath spun in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Ye smiled sheepishly: \"Granny, don’t misunderstand, I’m going to fetch Zhiwei, I don’t feel safe leaving Qing Jun alone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing Chen Ye’s words, Granny Li thought she misheard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This rascal worrying about Qing Jun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite feeling sorry for Qing Jun and Zhiwei, she was ultimately an outsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Powerless to intervene in Chen Ye’s decisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely watched helplessly as Chen Ye carried the white fur ball away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heaven-killed son of a turtle! Sooner or later thunder will strike your heart!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old woman couldn’t help but stamp her feet, as for Chen Ye’s words?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She would rather believe the sky is falling than trust this rascal’s nonsense!\u003C\u002Fp>",1255,"2026-06-06T06:08:58.734Z",1,"novelbin.me","bb95dce3aa4c7ed37712a1633126f24ecb2c200dbdba0bd0e4af717a7cb26f38","longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-chapter-6","longevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-chapter-4",686,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flongevity-begins-from-raising-disciples-cover.jpg"]