The Yellow Millet Pillow

"The grass on my dad's grave is taller than me!"

"You're not that short," Shangguan Yu muttered.

After learning Shangguan Yu's identity, Grandpa Ba's eyes lit up, and he patted Qiu Jin'an on the shoulder. "You can call me Old Ba from now on."

"Get lost!" Qiu Jin'an shook off Grandpa Ba's hand. The Ask Dao Sect was indeed not a place to stay for long. He had almost vented all his anger on the Ask Dao Sect.

"Xiao Qiu, I think the Ask Dao Sect is quite fun. Since we've come all this way, why don't we stay a few more days?" Shangguan Yu suggested.

Qiu Jinan pulled Shangguan Yu along, and without looking back, they boarded the boat and left.

Shangguan Yu continued nagging, "I've taught you since you were little to keep your temper in check, to be calm in your actions, and to be composed in your character. Look at you, you're already so old, and even as the Sect Master you still get angry so often. That's not good..."

Qiu Jinan's face darkened, and he did not answer.

Shangguan Yu wiped away her tears. "The child has grown up and is no longer obedient."

Qiu Jinan responded helplessly, "Mom, can you stop acting like a child?"

"What's wrong with being a kid? Your dad likes kids like me."

"I..." Qiu Jinan was speechless, wondering how his father had ever fallen for his mother.

On the flying boat, Qiu Jin'an assigned tasks. "During this visit to the Ask Dao Sect, everyone needs to write a two-thousand-word reflection on their experience. It should include insights, reflections, and a plan for the next steps. Submit it to me tomorrow!"

A chorus of cries of sorrow immediately followed.

Ask Dao Sect, Grandpa Ba waved goodbye to the flying boat, his spirits dampened. "Do you think Shangguan Yu and I have a chance?"

The elder sized up Uncle Ba, his face full of disdain. "You're not even as handsome as me, and you still have the nerve to pursue her?"

The Third Elder said earnestly, "Second Brother, I won't stop you from adding a generation number, but I'm afraid Master won't agree. Master is suppressing Prison Peak, and he might not need another one like you."

Following the tradition of helping brothers in need, the elders all advised Grandpa Ba not to be so despondent.

"Get out! Get out!" Old Man Ba roared. What kind of fellow disciples are they? Can't they say something nice?

"Let's go and see the high-ranking members of the Immortal Cult we've captured," the Grand Elder said, adding that this was the most urgent matter to be dealt with.

In the martial arts arena, disciples of the Ask Dao Sect surrounded the high-ranking members of the Immortal Sect, pointing and whispering as if they were looking at rare animals.

This time, the Immortal Cult members who had infiltrated the Ask Dao Sect were not completely wiped out. Two branch leaders and the sect leader are still at large, posing as disciples of the Ask Dao Sect.

Lu Yang held the millet pillow, looking at it from left to right, finding it quite fascinating.

This was the first time he had ever seen a magical treasure.

The Yellow Millet Pillow is a porcelain pillow shaped like a pillow. The pillow is bluish-green in color and decorated with a blooming blue lotus painted on it using colored glaze.

"Is this the celestial treasure, the Yellow Millet Pillow, that Xiao Lu mentioned?" The Grand Elder and the others walked over, also showing great interest in celestial treasures.

"Come, let me examine it." The Grand Elder took the Yellow Millet Pillow. He was an expert in dreams and was very interested in treasures that could force people to fall asleep.

The Grand Elder tried to input a wisp of spiritual power to activate the immortal treasure, but the spiritual power seemed to sink into the sea, and the Yellow Millet Pillow did not react at all.

"That's interesting." The Grand Elder was even more curious about how to activate the Yellow Millet Pillow.

Yun Zhi wanted to tell the Grand Elder how to use it, but seeing that the Grand Elder was very interested, she ultimately didn't say anything.

Let the Grand Elder study it himself.

The elder tried every possible method, but to no avail, and was quite distressed.

"How exactly do you use this thing?"

Upon seeing this, the imprisoned Vice Sect Master Gao laughed and said, "Foolish! This is a divine artifact of my sect. How dare you mortals use it?"

As the Grand Elder studied the text, the Vice Sect Master mocked him, and the five high-ranking members of the Immortal Sect also occasionally let out sarcastic laughter.

The Grand Elder finally couldn't take it anymore, grabbed a porcelain pillow and smacked the Vice Master Gao on the head, and the Vice Master Gao fell asleep peacefully.

"So that's how you use a magical artifact." The Grand Elder pondered, finally understanding how to use the Yellow Millet Pillow.

Yun Zhi could no longer bear it and reminded her, "Elder, use spiritual power to create a thread that forms a blue lotus on the back of the pillow, just like the front. That will activate the pillow."

"I see."

The Grand Elder used his spiritual power to create a blue lotus pattern on the back of the pillow, identical to the front. He then struck a high-ranking member of the Immortal Cult on the head, and the man fell asleep peacefully.

"It works quite well."

The elder returned the pillow to Lu Yang Lu Yang, who tried it as instructed by his senior sister, but there was no reaction.

The Immortal Fairy sneered, "With your Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation, you think you can activate my treasure?"

Having no other choice, Lu Yang handed the pillow over to his senior sister for her to dispose of.

Yun Zhi made a hand seal with one hand, and the mark slowly seeped into the millet pillow. After the mark disappeared, she handed the porcelain pillow to the Grand Elder.

"Elder, you are the most skilled cultivator in our sect when it comes to dreams. This item will be of the greatest use in your hands. I have already left a mark on the pillow so that even if an outsider steals it, I can get it back."

The Grand Elder was both surprised and delighted. He solemnly thanked Yun Zhi, for this was an extremely precious celestial treasure, and possessing it would allow him to raise his combat power to another level.

He was already a supreme expert in the Body Integration Realm, and now that he has obtained a celestial treasure, he is enough to make him an invincible existence in the Integrated Body Realm. If the Silent Daoist is not careful, he will fall into his trap!

Yun Zhi then passed on a High Antiquity saying, which the Grand Elder was instructed to remember: chanting this saying while using the Yellow Millet Pillow would enhance its power.

The elder, curious, asked Yun Zhi if she knew the meaning of this ancient saying.

Yun Zhi's expression was strange, and she said that it was best for the Grand Elder not to know the meaning of the ancient saying.

"By the way, why is your pillow called the Yellow Millet Pillow?" Lu Yang asked the Immortal Fairy.

"Is it because you were lying on your pillow while making millet porridge, and you spent your whole life sleeping through that time? When you woke up, the millet porridge still wasn't cooked?" Lu Yang recalled a certain legend.

The Immortal Fairy nodded. "Pretty much as you guessed."

"That was when the pillow was freshly made. I invited Ying Tianxian and the others over for dinner. The main dish was millet porridge. At the time, I was thinking about other things, and the millet porridge was overcooked, bubbling and about to overflow the pot."

"At that moment, I remembered what the Nine Immortals had said: if you encounter a liquid boiling during an experiment, just throw in a few pieces of broken porcelain, and it will stop boiling."

"I didn't have any broken porcelain shards, only a porcelain pillow, so I threw the pillow into the millet porridge. When I took it out, the pillow was covered in millet porridge, hence the name 'Yellow Millet Pillow'."

Lu Yang: "..."

Does this have anything to do with my guess?

"After you threw it in, did it overflow?" Lu Yang asked, concerned about how things would develop.

It's not overflowing anymore.

Just as Lu Yang was about to say that this method was actually quite reliable, he heard the Immortal Fairy continue, "I used too much force and smashed the pot."

The Immortal Fairy looked shaken. "Luckily, Ying Tianxian and the others stood me up, otherwise I would have been utterly humiliated by not having any food to eat."

It is said that immortals possess the ability to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and the rumors are indeed true.