Senior Brother, yes you're right! - Chapter 11: What the righteous path should look like
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“Master, there’s no need to praise me. It’s a given that we cultivators must exorcize demons and defend the Dao—just as you’ve taught me,” Song Yin bowed humbly, but a trace of dissatisfaction lingered on his face.
“Still, it’s a pity that my Flawless True Body took so long to form. If I had noticed the illusions from the start, that woman would’ve died along with the heretic. I wasted time thinking about saving lives.”
Fortunately, there were no casualties, and the mortals were still alive.
“My disciple has the will to help people with compassion, good, very good.” Jin Guang smiled, not daring to look into Song Yin’s eyes, but eventually he couldn’t hold back.
“Disciple, you said you can see through illusions… but how do you define it? Can you… see through your master?”
If this ability sees through illusions…
Doesn’t it mean that it can see through him as well?
Does this mean… he was going to die?!
“Why would Master ask such a thing?” Song Yin’s face turned red with indignation. “Master’s teachings have always been in my heart! To question me like this is a grave insult to my loyalty!”
“I misspoke! I misspoke!” Jin Guang heaved a sigh of relief
It’s good that he didn’t look at him, it’s good that he didn’t look at him, thank goodness!
“Master, what about those mortals?” Song Yin asked, changing the topic.
“You handle it however you see fit,” Jin Guang replied with a smile.
Song Yin then continued, “Master, my junior brothers have asked me to teach them. I noticed their Qi circulation is loose. May I lecture daily to help them improve their cultivation?”
Teach them..
Jin Guang hesitated for a moment. The disciples he had taken in were just there to gather materials. Normally, they pick herbs and fool mortals—that’s what they were for. Why else would he take them in?
As for teaching them, he had only ever taught the basics of Qi circulation, identifying herbs, and the Bewitching Technique to fool mortals.
However, to help him with alchemy, he had passed down the Human Pill method—only to his first disciple, Zhao Yuanhua who swallowed these human pills from time to time.
But that disciple had just died today.
“You handle everything. It’s all up to you.”
Jin Guang’s eyes flickered nervously toward the meat paste that had once been a body but was now covered by rubble.
“Master, this sect is in disrepair. I’ll lead my junior brothers to clean and restore it.”
“Ah, yes, yes. Do as you please..”
“And Master, about—”
“Stop! Disciple!” Jin Guang took a deep breath and held back his impatience. “Since you are the eldest brother, you can manage all matters of the sect. I trust you with all matters, both large and small. You don’t need to ask me about every little thing. In cultivation, we also cultivate the ‘way of the world.’ If you’re unsure, didn’t your junior brother Zhang Feixuan just return? He’s been with the sect for years and knows how things work. Ask him if needed.”
“Yes, Master! I understand!” Song Yin cupped his fists and bowed deeply in respect.
“Then leave. I will continue to study this evil cultivator.” Jin Guang said with a smile.
“Yes, Master, I will come to bother you again in a while.” Song Yin, who received the order, did not stay for too long and turned to leave.
As soon as Song Yin left, Jin Guang stretched out his hand and the bricks flew up again and piled up at the door of the alchemy room.
Jin Guang, still uneasy, added another layer of restriction over the stone wall.
Even though it was likely useless, it provided some psychological comfort.
After doing all this, Jin Guang stared at the pile of flesh on the ground, his face uncertain.
…
As soon as he left the main hall, Zhang Feixuan was already waiting. Upon seeing Song Yin, he immediately bowed and greeted, “Senior Brother.”
The people had been organized by Zhang Feixuan, standing in two rows just like the disciples had been earlier.
Song Yin nodded and looked at the group and said:
“I am Song Yin, and I’m the type to speak frankly. From what I observe, none of you have the aptitude for cultivation. And as you’ve seen, the Golden Immortal sect is in ruins. Aside from a broken main hall, there is nothing here. Even if you insist on seeking the Dao, this place is not suitable.”
As soon as these words left his mouth, the group exchanged glances, and one of the younger boys trembled as he asked, “I… I’m not suited for cultivation?”
“You’re not,” replied Song Yin bluntly.
Song Yin was very straightforward, “Not suitable, I won’t comfort you, otherwise if you force yourself to practice Taoism and something goes wrong, that would be bad.”
“Then, Great Immortal, what should we do?” one person asked.
“Return to where you came from, but it’s not safe for you to go back on your own. There may be wolves or tigers along the way. You can stay here a little longer, tell me your home addresses, and I will escort you back personally.”
When he first transmigrated, his master had taken him through the Sumeru Mountains, and they had encountered numerous wild beasts, including strange creatures that were hard to describe.
It would definitely be dangerous for a mortal to go back alone.
Hearing this, the group exchanged uneasy glances.
Thud!
Except for the young boy, the rest of them fell to their knees.
“Great Immortal! Great Immortal!”
The leader of the group knocked his head on the ground and begged. “Please take us in! Even if we don’t have the talent for cultivation, we’re willing to stay as servants. Just give us some food, that’s all we ask.”
“Great Immortal, please don’t abandon us. My hometown has been ravaged by monsters. I really can’t survive. I just want a place to stay.”
“Yes, Great Immortal, a water monster appeared in my hometown. It drowned my family of seven and ate the whole village! Please have pity on us!”
“That evil cultivator at least gave me something to eat. Great Immortal, you can’t drive us to our deaths!”
“This…”
Song Yin furrowed his brow. “Are all of your homelands plagued with disasters?”
The others nodded vigorously.
“Junior Brother?” Song Yin turned to Zhang Feixuan.
“Huh? Isn’t that normal?”
Zhang Feixuan looked puzzled.
For him, this was everyday life. Famine, beasts, droughts—it’s all part of the world. Doesn’t Song Yin even understand this?
For most ordinary folks, life was filled with constant struggles against disaster.
Any normal person would know what the mortal world is like.
Is this guy really from here, or did he just pop out of a rock?
“Normal?”
Song Yin looked at the group and realized that although their clothes looked clean, some of them were already worn and tattered, and their clothing was even thinner.
He closed his eyes and sighed heavily.
In his previous life, he was an orphan and was raised by his kind neighbors who fed him. He knew how hard life could be, and what it felt like to lose your home.
When he first transmigrated, he knew nothing and had never understood the cruelty of the world before he was discovered by his master. He had never been hungry, but now looking at these people, it was obvious that they were so hungry that they didn’t want to leave.
But because of this…
Song Yin opened his eyes; they were extremely clear. They shone like the high sun.
“My sect, the Golden Immortal Sect, is dedicated to saving and guiding people, eliminating evil following the Dao. As a righteous sect, we naturally won’t abandon mortals. My master took me in despite my wild origins and cared for me with great dedication. I will continue this spirit. You will stay at the foot of the mountain, and I will lead my fellow disciples to provide you with a place to settle and make a living!”
“Thank you, Great Immortal! Thank you, Great Immortal!”
The crowd was overjoyed and bowed down excitedly.
Song Yin raised a hand to stop their shouting and continued, “However, nothing comes for free. As you will be under the protection of the Golden Immortal Sect, you will naturally need to work for us. I will teach you to identify herbs and track wild beasts. If you acquire resources, you will need to offer them to the Golden Immortal Sect. Is that acceptable?”
Hearing this, the people were even more excited. They prostrated themselves and shouted in unison, “Yes!”
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