Chapter 90 - 88: True Inheritor of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect

Su Qing’s head was groggy, and there seemed to be a slight ache.

It felt just like when he replicated a Cultivation Technique.

"Did I replicate a Cultivation Technique?"

Su Qing couldn’t help but ask himself.

He opened his eyes.

He found himself in a quaint, antique-looking place. Red Wood framed the entire room, making it look as if he had returned to the County City.

"You’re awake?"

A gentle and soft woman’s voice drew Su Qing’s gaze.

He looked over and saw a mature woman standing to the side, dressed in plain clothes as white as snow.

Her hair, in particular, was also snow-white.

"Where is this?"

Su Qing asked in confusion, his nose catching a particularly pleasant scent.

The aroma was calming.

"The Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect, Holy Pill Hall."

"Right! I was taking the assessment, and then... it seems two women appeared. A terrifying aura pressed down on me, and I lost consciousness."

"Does this mean I’m an Alchemy Master of the Holy Pill Hall now?"

Su Qing asked.

"A Pill Master? So you’re a Pill Master too. But why did two Golden Core Masters from Cold Extremity Peak bring you here?"

"I don’t know either." Su Qing was also confused as to why they were fighting to take him as a disciple.

"Pardon me, Senior Sister, how should I address you? My name is Su Qing."

"Bai Mianmian."

"Senior Sister Bai, I think I’ve recovered. Can I join the Holy Pill Hall directly now?"

"I already succeeded in refining a Muscle Regeneration Pill during the alchemy assessment."

Bai Mianmian shook her head. "No, I have to inform the two Elders."

"I’ve already notified them. They might be on their way now."

"..." ’So it wasn’t a dream.’

Su Qing was rendered speechless. He didn’t think he’d ever even met those two Golden Core Masters.

Why would they argue over him?

...

...

"Pah! You Yanhan, I never thought you’d be such a petty person."

"No wonder you’re always trying to steal my things. Now you’re even trying to steal a disciple from me!"

The somewhat petulant voice angrily rebuked the slightly colder woman before her.

"He has Sword Intent. He is suited to cultivate by my side!"

"Don’t even think about it! If I had known, I never would have told you."

"I’ve finally seen your true colors. I can’t believe you’re this kind of junior sister."

Ouyang Mingming’s chest heaved with anger.

"I’ve already submitted a request to the Sect Lord. Su Qing is mine." You Yanhan seemed to have victory in her grasp.

Su Qing swallowed nervously from the side, not daring to say a word.

From the moment the two women arrived, Su Qing had kept his mouth shut, afraid to speak.

Su Qing seemed to be grasping the situation.

The slightly cold Golden Core Master was a twisted person who loved to steal things from her senior sister.

Because the "Fox Charm" Golden Core Master had told her about taking Su Qing as a disciple, the cold Golden Core Master decided she wanted to snatch Su Qing for herself.

From the sound of it, though, the cold Golden Core Master seemed to have the upper hand.

"Hmph! It’s useless even if you tell the Sect Lord. You already snatched away Liu Linlin last time."

"This time, he’s mine no matter what."

"It’s no use telling the Sect Lord."

"I already requested permission from the Sect Lord, and he has long since agreed." Ouyang Mingming spoke to her dear junior sister with the pride of a victor.

"Now, this has nothing to do with you anymore." Ouyang Mingming couldn’t be bothered to argue further. Her junior sister was good in every way, except for her love of stealing things from her.

But once she got them, she never cherished them. Even that newly accepted disciple probably didn’t receive much of her attention.

Ouyang Mingming took out the Sect Leader’s Order.

"The Sect Leader’s Order!" The moment You Yanhan saw it, she became disheartened. The color drained from her face, like a wilting flower losing its vibrancy.

"How could this be? No wonder the Sect Lord looked at me so strangely and was so vague when he mentioned you!"

"Junior Sister You, you really need to fix this bad habit of yours. If I, your senior sister, wasn’t so magnanimous, you would’ve been beaten up long ago."

You Yanhan said coldly, "You can’t beat me."

With that, You Yanhan fled using an Escape Technique without a backward glance.

"That’s not necessarily true!" Ouyang Mingming wanted to say more, but seeing You Yanhan leave, she decided against it.

She glanced at Su Qing, who was trying his best to hide off to the side.

"Have you heard enough?"

"Greetings, Master." Su Qing said quickly, his eyes darting to the stunner who was about to become his master.

"Enough. Call me Master. From this day forward, we are master and disciple."

"Your master’s name is Ouyang Mingming. Remember it."

"You are my very first True Disciple. Cherish it."

Ouyang Mingming said proudly.

"Yes, Master."

The title of "True Disciple" told Su Qing he had found a powerful backer, and his eyes filled with joy.

Ouyang Mingming was very satisfied with Su Qing’s expression.

"Mm, not bad. Follow me back to Cold Extremity Peak."

"As you command."

...

...

「Cold Extremity Peak.」

The moment Su Qing landed, he marveled at how fast it was to fly with someone carrying you.

However, after landing, Su Qing felt quite displeased.

They had arrived at a mountaintop, which was currently covered in a thin layer of snow.

A slight chill filled the desolate scene.

There were only a few buildings.

Although they were large and magnificent, the place was far too deserted.

It was a completely different world from the Holy Pill Hall.

"Hmm... I’ll arrange a place for you to live."

"Let me think... I’ll have you live next to Liu Linlin. That way it won’t be so lonely."

With that, his new "bargain" master led Su Qing to a row of houses. But it was deserted; there was no one around.

Only on the huge plaza outside the houses was a young woman practicing her Swordsmanship.

"Linlin." Ouyang Mingming called out to the girl with a smile. It was an infectious smile; Su Qing felt healed just looking at it. ’She’s really so sweet.’

"Master Ouyang!" Liu Linlin’s expression was cold as she respectfully sheathed her sword and bowed to Ouyang Mingming.

But Ouyang Mingming was not pleased. "Alright, no need for such formalities. I’ve told you before, it makes us seem distant. There are so few people on Cold Extremity Peak as it is."

"This is my new disciple, Su Qing."

"Luckily, your master couldn’t beat me to him this time. Linlin, you two should get to know each other."

"If there’s anything you don’t understand about your Cultivation, you can come find me, your Master Ouyang."

Ouyang Mingming patted Liu Linlin’s head, then turned to Su Qing and said, "Disciple, you two should get to know each other well. As for me, your master, I’ll be in my residence on the peak. Come find me if there’s anything you don’t understand."

Ouyang Mingming took out an Identity Token. It was a Spirit Stone, a Fire Spirit Stone.

The characters for "Ouyang" were carved on it.

"This is my Token, and it’s also the symbol of your status as a True Disciple. My Cultivation Technique isn’t suitable for you to practice, so you’ll have to go to the Holy Book Pavilion and choose one for yourself."

"Here is a Sect Leader’s Order and a map of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sect."

"Show the Sect Leader’s Order at the Holy Book Pavilion. You can choose any one Cultivation Technique, one Magic, and one Escape Technique from the Qi Cultivation Realm."

Ouyang Mingming sighed lightly. "What can I do? The one I cultivate is a Charm Technique. Little disciple, you must cultivate diligently."

"Many of the Cultivation Techniques in the Holy Book Pavilion have their own legacies. Carefully choose one that can be cultivated all the way to the Nascent Soul Realm. It will be a great help to you."

"Thank you for your guidance, Master."

Su Qing bowed hurriedly.

"Alright, this is all I can help you with for now. In one month, I will check to see if you’ve been slacking off."

Ouyang Mingming took out a Storage Ring and handed it to Su Qing.

"Thank you, Master."

After Ouyang Mingming left, Su Qing felt the Storage Ring.

Fifty cubic meters.

Inside were no fewer than ten thousand Spirit Stones.

Su Qing was instantly stunned. ’I’m rich!’