Mortal's Immortal Cultivation Formula

Early the next morning, Su Bai was awakened by the sound of a whip cracking.

He got up and looked over. Zhuge Feng was holding a small leather whip, lashing a bare-chested youth.

Crack!

Crack!

Whip after whip fell across the youth's back, leaving crimson welts that seeped with traces of blood.

Yet the youth seemed unable to feel the pain, gritting his teeth as he endured.

"Senior Brother Zhuge, put some strength into it. I can still take it!" the youth said through clenched teeth.

Zhuge Feng frowned. "Junior Brother Xiao Yan, are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure!" Xiao Yan nodded heavily and continued to endure.

Zhuge Feng paused for a moment, then suddenly put more force into it. The whip lashed fiercely across the youth's spine, leaving behind a bright, glaring scar.

"Ah—!" Xiao Yan immediately cried out in agony. Intense pain flashed across his face, yet he forcibly held it back, his teeth clenched tight.

"Liu Yanran, the humiliation you gave me hurts far more than this pain of the flesh!"

"Three years from now, I will prove to you that I, Xiao Yan, am not trash!"

He roared inwardly.

Su Bai watched this scene and nodded in satisfaction.

With disciples this diligent, why would the sect ever worry about not flourishing?

"Master, Xiao Xier left last night. I have a feeling her identity is anything but ordinary." Xiao Lingxi walked over and spoke in a low voice.

"There is no need to concern yourself with it. I know her origins," Su Bai said lightly.

"Mmm..." A faint sound suddenly came from the main hall.

"Master, Junior Sister Ye Qingyao is awake!" Xiao Lingxi said in delight.

At this, a smile appeared on Su Bai's face, and he quickly headed toward the main hall.

Ye Qingyao slowly opened her eyes. What entered her sight was an exquisite room, glazed tiles hanging overhead, while a fresh scent drifted through the air.

Wasn't she... living in a rundown little temple?

Oh, right. It seemed that an immortal had wanted to take her as a disciple?

She had thought it was merely an illusion before death...

Then that meant...

Memories surfaced in Ye Qingyao's mind. Suddenly, a figure appeared before her eyes.

He was a handsome young immortal in white robes, with striking features that left a particularly deep impression.

"I... pay... pay respects to the immortal!" Ye Qingyao struggled to rise, but Su Bai stopped her.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked.

"Thank you for your concern, Immortal. Qingyao is much better now," Ye Qingyao hurriedly replied.

Her condition truly was far, far better than yesterday's. The immortal must have used Immortal Arts to treat her, right?

However, when she lowered her head and saw that her tattered clothes had been replaced with a beautiful new dress, her little face flushed slightly.

Did... this immortal change her clothes for her?

"Junior Sister, I changed them for you. What do you think? The dress is pretty, isn't it?" Xiao Lingxi poked her head out from behind Su Bai and winked at Ye Qingyao with a grin.

"Mmm... it's very pretty... but... it must be expensive, right?" Ye Qingyao lowered her head, twisting the hem of her dress in her small hands as she spoke tremblingly.

How could she ever repay such beautiful clothing?

"Oh, Junior Sister, you're my junior sister now. What does one little outfit amount to?" Xiao Lingxi said generously, waving her hand.

"This..." Ye Qingyao hesitated.

"Once you join the sect, we're one Household. Master hasn't said anything, has he?" Xiao Lingxi took Ye Qingyao's hand with affectionate warmth.

"Household..."

Ye Qingyao murmured, seeming somewhat dazed.

It had been so long. Aside from her older sister, she had not heard such warm words in a very long time.

Older Sister...

I have to find her, even if I must search to the ends of the earth!

At that thought, she raised her head and looked at Su Bai. "Immortal, I... can I really cultivate Immortal Arts?"

She asked the question cautiously, terrified that Su Bai would shake his head.

"Why not?" Su Bai asked in return.

"But I have a Mortal Body and am Rootless," Ye Qingyao said gloomily.

"Didn't I say it before? Even a Mortal Body can climb to the peak of immortality. From this moment onward, you are the fourth disciple of me, Su Bai," Su Bai said seriously.

"Re... really? I'm not dreaming, am I?" Ye Qingyao asked blankly.

She had originally thought all this was illusory, nothing more than a beautiful dream.

Yet she had never expected it to truly exist.

"Junior Sister, hurry and thank Master!" Xiao Lingxi urged, excitement gleaming in her eyes.

"Disciple Ye Qingyao... pays respects to Master!" Ye Qingyao dropped to her knees and kowtowed, her eyes brimming red.

Now, she too had a wonderful master. She too had a Household.

Name: Ye Qingyao

Age: 14

Cultivation: Mortal

Spirit Root: Rootless, Mortal Body

Sect Loyalty: 90 (Note: Reaching 100 loyalty unlocks a super reward)

Looking at Ye Qingyao's information, Su Bai was slightly surprised.

After all, Xiao Lingxi and Zhuge Feng had only raised their sect loyalty to 90 today. Yet Ye Qingyao, who had not even received an Immortal Art yet, already had such high loyalty!

"Lingxi, take her to the Immortal Arts Pavilion and choose a suitable Immortal Art," Su Bai said.

"Yes, Master." Xiao Lingxi took Ye Qingyao's hand and led her before the Immortal Arts Pavilion.

"Junior Sister, go in. There's a stone stele inside, as well as Senior Guardian Spirit. If you have any questions, you can ask Senior Guardian Spirit," Xiao Lingxi said.

"Thank you, Senior... Senior Sister." Ye Qingyao nodded and pushed open the door.

"Please place your hand upon the stone stele before you." Guardian Spirit's voice rang out.

Because Xiao Lingxi had warned her beforehand, Ye Qingyao did not feel afraid even though no one was around. Instead, she obediently placed her hand on the stone stele.

A moment later, light flickered, and Guardian Spirit's voice sounded.

"Though you possess a Mortal Body and no Spirit Root, your heart is steadfast and you are filled with persistence toward cultivation. In the future, you may yet accomplish something."

Ye Qingyao raised her head. "Senior Guardian Spirit, then I... can cultivate too?"

Guardian Spirit nodded. "Of course."

Hearing that answer, Ye Qingyao's eyes reddened, and tears slid down her cheeks.

She could cultivate!

A scroll emerged atop the stone stele.

"This is the 'Mortal's Immortal Cultivation Formula: Qi Refining Chapter.' The Great Dao has spirit. I hope you do not forget your original aspiration and strive ever upward," Guardian Spirit said.

"Thank you, Senior Guardian Spirit!" Ye Qingyao bowed respectfully.

Then, holding the scroll in her hands, she walked out of the Immortal Arts Pavilion.

"Master, thank you for letting me see hope once more!"

With a thud, Ye Qingyao knelt before Su Bai, choking back sobs.

"Get up." Su Bai helped Ye Qingyao to her feet and smiled. "Since you have taken me as your master, I cannot simply stand by and do nothing. Otherwise, wouldn't people say that I, as a master, am irresponsible?"

"Master..." Warmth surged through Ye Qingyao's heart.

In this world, besides her older sister, there was now another person who treated her so well.

"It's here... that Xiao Lingxi is on this mountain!"

All of a sudden, noisy voices came from the foot of the mountain. Xiao Lingxi looked over and saw a large group already gathered there, every one of them radiating an imposing aura.