Chapter 434: Four Robbers - 434
Zhu Yi looked at Zhou Fan in excitement. "So, what's next, master?" He asked.
Zhou Fan assessed the situation. "With your cultivation speed, cultivating without spirit stones is more or less a death wish, in terms of lifespan at least. What you need to do is find another source."
The current spirit stone mine was extremely small. In fact, it could not even be called a mine, only a small vein.
Zhu Yi kept looking at him. "How should I do that? Can you find spirit stone mines at this time?"
Zhou Fan shook his head. "Not without recovering more. I suggest you try to join that sect that you mentioned."
"The heart scalp sect?" Zhu Yi asked.
"Yes, that one. Perhaps they can help you access spirit stones."
Zhou Fan did not know how the sects in this world worked, but they should not be too much different from the sects he knew, just on a much smaller scale.
He had also seen small sects such as the blue flower sect that Lu Wei had joined.
Zhu Yi nodded and walked out of the cave. He had grown in the past year and was now 13 years old. Due to being a cultivator, he seemed older and looked stronger than others his age.
After returning home, he spoke to his parents about leaving to join the heart scalp sect.
"Are you sure?" His mother asked worriedly.
"I am. If I don't go, my future will be limited." Zhu Yi said.
Zhu Yi's father nodded. "As long as you make us proud."
The next day, Zhu Yi set off. His parents had asked him a lot of questions before letting him leave, but he had finally escaped.
He walked in the direction of the heart scalp sect. Using a map he had bought before, he knew how to get there, though the journey was indeed a long one.
Before setting off, he had thought about using some sort of cart, or at least a horse, but he soon realized that his running speed was much greater than a horse's, and his stamina was high as well.
Zhu Yi got into a sprinting position and ran. As he ran, he looked at his shoulder to see if Zhou Fan was holding on, but Zhou Fan was still sitting as normal.
This gave Zhu Yi confidence. He ran as fast as he could. Every hour or so, he would sit down for a few minutes and cultivate. This was both to increase his cultivation and regain his stamina.
After two days of this repeated process, Zhu Yi finally felt the urge to go to sleep. He moved to the side of the path and, with skills acquired since young, created a campfire.
As he laid down next to it, he spoke to Zhou Fan.
"Master, will you ever teach me techniques?" Zhu Yi asked.
"Naturally, but only once you're stronger. You have a fire affinity, so I can teach a few technique's. Before then, you must think about what type of techniques you want."
Zhu Yi was confused. "Master, I don't fully understand what you're saying."
Zhou Fan had almost forgotten that Zhu Yi had never met another cultivator and had no knowledge of cultivation outside of what Zhou Fan had told him.
"Well, you can practice weapons and learn weapons Qi, you can focus on movement techniques, you can focus on a certain attack technique like fire arrows and practice it to absolute mastery, you can explore a wide range of techniques, essentially any path you want to take can be taken. As for me, just treat me as a technique library." Zhou Fan explained.
Although he was injured, creating techniques for anyone below the lesser dao creation realm took nothing but a thought. After all, he still had his memories even if his mind was slower.
Zhu Yi nodded and fell into deep thought. Falling into deep thought caused him to quickly fall asleep.
Zhou Fan sat next to Zhu Yi. He did not need to sleep, and he could do nothing but sit and wait.
A few hours after Zhu Yi fell asleep, he was awoken by cracking sounds.
He quickly sat up and looked around. Surrounding him were 3 men and a woman with half face masks on. They were wielding weapons and in an attacking stance.
"Morning punk. Give us all of your money." One of the men said.
Zhu Yi had just woken up and was a little confused, but answered the man. "I don't have any money."
"Huh? Then what are you doing out here? There's no civilization nearby. Stop lying and give us the money." The man said with anger.
Zhu Yi finally cleared his mind and looked around. "You guys wouldn't happen to eb cultivators, right?"
"Stop playing around. Have you seen cultivators going around robbing people?" The man said.
Zhu Yi just laughed internally. "I'm a cultivator."
The four people paused before laughing. "Yeah, and I'm a dragon." One said.
"Why else do you think somebody so young is in the middle of nowhere without money or a cart, or even a horse?" Zhu Yi asked.
The four robbers paused before looking at each other.
They nodded and turned around. No point in risking it since his words made sense.
"Did I say you could leave?"
Hearing this, the four bandits stopped. If they were unsure before, they were now pretty confident that Zhu Yi was a cultivator.
Why else would he stop them?
"Young sir, we had no intention of hurting you. We're just desperate for money. Why don't you let us leave?" The woman said.
"Take off your mask." Zhu Yi said.
The woman was confused, but did as he said.
"Wow. Prett– Oww!" Zhu Yi said as he held his head.
The four robbers looked at each other but did not move. Is this kid crazy?
Zhu Yi looked to the side where Zhou Fan had smacked him.
"Lust has no place in a cultivator's heart." Zhou Fan lectured.
"Sorry master. But the women in the village are so ugly. I was just curious." Zhu Yi said, feeling indignant.
"Whatever. Be a good cultivator and rob these people before sending them on their way." Zhou Fan said.
Zhu Yi paused, wondering if he had heard correctly, before nodding.
What a great idea. As expected of master, he is smart.
Chapter 435: The Heart Scalp Sect - 435
Zhu Yi stood up and yawned. "Alright. Hand over all of your valuables."
The four robbers, thinking they had not heard him correctly, looked confused.
"You heard right. Hand everything over besides the clothes on you."
Zhu Yi observed the robbers' states and assessed that they were likely to try and attack him. After all, they were not 100% sure that he was a cultivator.
Zhu Yi raised his hand and punched the ground. Cracks spread and the ground shook. Although there really wasn't that much damage, it was much more than any mortal could cause.
The robbers lost all doubt and began to take everything they had out.
"Why did we have to run into some insane child cultivator?" One of the robbers mumbled under his breath.
Zhu Yi heard it but ignored it. He was already robbing these people, it would feel shameful to beat them up as well.
Zhu Yi shooed the robbers away. They ran as fast as they could, not wanting to remain behind for a single second.
Zhu Yi looked at four weapons and four pouches on the ground.
He ignored the weapons and looked at the pouches first. Inside of them was money. Zhu Yi poured them out and counted it up. In total, 10 silver. It was more than he had ever seen at once, but he was a cultivator so it did not mean much. He had also used spirit stones, which could not be bought with almost any amount of money.
Coins were for mortals, spirit stones were for cultivators.
Zhu Yi, now fully awake, began to run down the path again. As a cultivator, he did not need to sleep much.
As he ran, he turned to Zhou Fan, who was still sitting on his shoulder.
"Master, I'm curious. Why did you say to rob them?" Although Zhu Yi thought it was a good idea, his master seemed indifferent to money.
"I'm preparing you for the future. To recover, I need spirit stones, and to cultivate, you need spirit stones. In other words, no matter how many spirit stones you have, it won't be enough. In order to gain more, you may have to rob cultivators." Zhou Fan explained.
Zhu Yi nodded. "I see. But shouldn't cultivators be above such things?"
"Of course not. Cultivators are really just mortals with power. They still rob, kill, hate, create, love, and destroy all the same. Just on a larger scale."
Zhu Yi nodded and fell into thought.
After a few minutes, he spoke again. "So what about you master? Have you robbed, killed, hated, created, loved, or destroyed?" Zhu Yi asked.
"I don't think I've robbed anyone, or not too many people at least. It's hard to remember all that. I've killed plenty. I've not hated that much. I've created an awful lot. I've loved a few, such as the 4 beasts, Heaven, and Leaf. I've also destroyed a large amount." Zhou Fan answered honestly.
Zhu Yi nodded and asked about a few of the individual things such as what he created, destroyed, who the 4 beasts, Leaf, and Heaven were, and a few other specific questions.
Zhou Fan answered them all vaguely without giving any hint of his power level. He did not want Zhu Yi to get arrogant with him as a backing, especially since he could not do too much.
As Master and Disciple spoke, time passed. After a few days, a large black gate with a red heart in its center appeared.
Zhou Fan was curious. "Are you sure this is a good sect?"
Zhu Yi nodded. "From what I've heard, but I don't actually know."
Looking at the gate, both he and Zhou Fan felt that it gave off a weird feeling. Not quite the feeling of danger, but an uneasy feeling.
There were no guards in front of it. It was just a big, black gate with a heart drawn in the center.
Zhu Yi looked at Zhou Fan, but Zhou Fan shrugged his shoulders. He had no idea what was going on with this sect.
Zhu Yi walked up and knocked on the door. Due to being a cultivator, his knocks were very loud, especially on the metal door.
Zhu Yi backed up and waited. After a few moments, a smaller, previously unseeable door opened up. It was a part of the gate and blended in with it perfectly. This door was only the size of a normal door.
An older man with red hair stepped out.
Zhu Yi looked at him and was so shocked that his nerves nearly jumped out of his body. Even Zhou Fan was surprised.
The older man bowed. "Welcome to the heart scalp sect. How can I help you?"
The old man smiled kindly, but to Zhu Yi, it was an evil smile.
"S-s- sorry. Wrong address." He said as he turned around and ran. The old man laughed before going back through the door.
Zhu Yi ran faster than ever and only stopped when he could not see the heart scalp sect anymore.
"I suppose you don't plan on joining that sect?" Zhou Fan asked.
Zhu Yi nodded as he panted.
"What was that?" He asked.
"I suppose there is a reason why it's called the heart scalp sect." Zhou Fan said.
When the old man had walked out, a beating heart had been protruding from his chest.
Zhu Yi had been so scared by the unnatural sight that he ran away immediately. Zhou Fan did not blame him at all.
"So, where to?" Zhou Fan asked.
Zhu Yi shook his head. "I don't know. That was the only sect I was aware of. If we want to find out the location of any other sects, we'll have to find a big city. Luckily, I know of one not too far from here."
Although they had spent a while running, Zhu Yi had met a few people along the journey.
One of them was a merchant. Zhu Yi bought a map off of him.
That map only had a single sect shown, but there was also a big city not too far away.
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