7. What Do You Call a Godly Status Screen?!
Disciple… what the hell!?
Although she taught Qiu Shui the technique, they didn’t have a formal master-disciple relationship. How did Qiu Shui become her disciple?
Confused, Miss Gong called out to the elusive system in her mind several times.
Not even a fart in response. This system was a useless piece of junk that couldn’t even communicate.
“Then can you at least show me her detailed information?”
As soon as this thought crossed her mind, an image appeared in her head.
The image detailed Qiu Shui’s basic information:
“Name: Yin Qiushui
Gender: Female
Identity: Granddaughter of Yin Tianchou, an elder of the Shenqi Daoist Mountain Sect, one of the Hundred Paths Mountain sects.
Physical Talent: E
Spiritual Talent: S
Cultivation Technique Potential: EX
Potential Adaptability: Healing (EX), Plant (S), Wind (B)
Current Cultivation Technique: Cloud Rainbow Heavenly Sound Technique (EX)
Estimated Cultivation Limit: Divine Venerable Realm.”
Holy shit!
Gong Yiling’s eyes went wide.
What the hell was this?
The cultivation levels in this world were Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Core Transformation, Return to Origin, and Profound Void. Most people could establish their own sects upon reaching the Profound Void realm. About half of the smaller sects on the Hundred Paths Mountain were led by Profound Void cultivators.
Above that were Soul Origin, Earthly Nether, Heavenly Soul, Heavenly Venerable, Immortal Mansion, Saint Venerable, and Divine Venerable.
The leaders and grand elders of the core sects on the Hundred Paths Mountain could reach the Heavenly Soul realm. Heavenly Venerable and Immortal Mansion realms only existed in a few reclusive sects that had been established for tens of thousands of years. Divine Venerable realm was practically unheard of.
In the original novel, Qiu Shui was a marginal double agent character, with nothing remarkable except her willingness to die at Gong Yiling’s hands.
So, that Yin Tianchou had treated a rare gem like a piece of scrap metal and thrown her away as a double agent.
Dude, you played it real smooth, real smooth!
“Um, Young Palace Master…?” Chun Lian, looking bewildered, couldn’t help but ask, “Sister Qiu Shui, she…?”
“Don’t worry, she’s out of danger,” Gong Yiling said, rubbing Chun Lian’s head and curving her eyebrows into crescent moons. “And not just out of danger, but much more than that.”
“Huh?”
Seeing Chun Lian’s confused blinking, Gong Yiling thought… should she find a cultivation technique for this girl too?
She just didn’t know what type of technique would be suitable for Chun Lian. If only she could see her stats in advance…
“Hint: The host currently has not transcribed any suitable techniques for Chun Lian. There may be opportunities in the future. The host need not waste effort now.”
Oh ho.
So you are alive?
Gong Yiling raised an eyebrow and thought, “Then what about mine? I should at least be able to see my own, right?”
“Yes.”
As soon as the words fell, another image appeared in her mind.
“Name: Gong Yiling
Gender: Female
Identity: Daughter of Gong Muzhi, current Palace Master of the Pear Blossom Blood Orchid Palace.
Physical Talent: A (Currently E)
Spiritual Talent: S (Currently E)
Cultivation Technique Potential: ?
Potential Adaptability: ?
Current Cultivation Technique: None
Estimated Cultivation Limit: ?
Remarks: Currently in an abnormal state. All attributes are lowered. Unable to detect any information related to cultivation techniques.”
Gong Yiling: “…”
What the actual fuck.
So many question marks, are you trying to sing “Little Kid, Don’t You Have Many Question Marks?”
Although her base stats weren’t terrible, her current debuffed state was like being reborn with a cheat system only to be banned by the officials.
Could it be that she was destined to become a god-level support like Wang Yuyan?
But that didn’t make sense… Gong Yiling in the novel was ridiculously overpowered, able to fight two Heavenly Venerables at once without losing ground. She only died because a top-tier Immortal Mansion expert ambushed her.
Why was she so weak now?
Whose fault was it? Was it her problem?
“So, I have a question.” Taking advantage of the system’s current responsiveness, Gong Yiling asked seriously, “She’s my disciple. So what?”
“When Qiu Shui’s cultivation reaches a certain level, the host will unlock the Master-Disciple quest tree, with generous rewards, fair and square.”
“Can you give me a more specific level?”
“…”
Silence.
Okay, it seemed some aspects of the system needed to be explored on her own.
Like a tsundere girl stripping naked and lying in bed… cough, maybe that’s not a good analogy, but you know what I mean, you know what I mean.
During her conversation with the system, Qiu Shui seemed to have completed a minor circulation of true energy. Her true energy began to gather in her dantian and spread to her limbs, a sign of successful Foundation Establishment.
“Chun Lian, have someone take her back to her room. Remember to prepare a bath for her. After the body purification begins, some dark stuff might be expelled.”
Chun Lian nodded immediately. “What about you, Young Palace Master?”
“I have some matters to attend to. I’ll return to my room first.”
Gong Yiling said this and walked towards her room, ignoring Chun Lian.
What she wanted to do was simple: find a private place and try out all the cultivation techniques she knew.
After all, she had a hundred and three thousand grimoires in her head, well, not that many, but she knew quite a few of the higher-level and top-tier techniques from each sect.
So, for the entire night, like a diligent student, she recited everything from the alphabet to the multiplication table, from the names of inspiring Chinese figures to the posthumous titles of all the emperors of the Han dynasties.
Then, with dark circles under her eyes, she looked at her haggard reflection in the mirror and gloriously greeted the dawn.
“Yawn…”
Having stayed up all night, Gong Yiling couldn’t help but yawn widely.
She had unknowingly pulled another all-nighter.
Smiling wryly, she rubbed her eyes, stood up, and opened the door, intending to check on Qiu Shui.
But just as she opened the door and took a few steps, a figure dressed in black suddenly rushed towards her at a speed exceeding the second cosmic velocity, grabbed her, and crashed into the room with her.
“Crash, bang, boom!”
The furnishings in the room were scattered everywhere, and Gong Yiling felt her face being squished between two incredibly soft, nosebleed-inducing masses.
A pleasant female voice rang in her ear, “My dear Ling’er, are you alright!?”
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