Chapter 157: Reunion of Master and Disciple

"I was previously a Disciple of Wukong Cave, but now I am just a Loose Cultivator." He Ruoxi said with disdain, simultaneously injecting eight-colored Qi into the various Magic Treasures.

The might emitted by the nearly ten earth grade magic treasures caused the Aura of the three Blood Spirit Sect Nascent Soul Cultivators to weaken.

"Impossible! Impossible!" Sect Master Lin Wanxue held two Magic Treasures and instantly teleported in front of He Ruoxi.

"You three little yellow-haired girls, go to hell!" Bloody Qi erupted from her body, manifesting various Spells that she smashed toward the three women.

However, Bing Cheng had no intention of making a move yet; she formed a sword gesture with her delicate hand and slashed through the air.

"Soul Fixing!"

Suddenly, Sect Master Lin Wanxue felt as if her Divine Soul had been frozen. Those Spells that had already been cast dissipated into specks of Qi in the air. Now, she couldn't even circulate her Qi.

Bing Cheng had clearly just slashed empty air with her hand; how could it possibly have such an effect?

"This girl must have used some kind of Spell and is just pretending to be cool…" Sect Master Lin Wanxue did not want to admit her failure and weakness, constantly hinting to herself.

Unable to use her Qi, her body fell straight toward the ground.

The two Nascent Soul Elders hurriedly used their Qi to support her body.

"Too weak." This was the first time Bing Cheng had made a move since her Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage, so it was inevitable that she couldn't quite control her strength.

He Ruoxi wanted to strike and kill Sect Master Lin Wanxue, but she was held back by Bing Cheng.

Bing Cheng transmitted her voice: "Hit them lightly, otherwise they might not dare to start a war with the Nine-Finger Sect."

"Understood, hehehe…" He Ruoxi revealed an expression like a little devil.

Previously, she was the one who could least stand such things, but now her principle was Bing Cheng. Anything disadvantageous to Bing Cheng was something she considered bad.

Therefore, He Ruoxi no longer had a Seven-Colored Exquisite Heart.

Instead, it was an Eight-Colored Exquisite Heart.

The extra color in her world was Bing Cheng.

After "fighting fiercely" for half an hour, the three women fought and retreated until they finally arrived at the territory of the Nine-Finger Sect.

"To think such experts exist in the tiny Blood Spirit Sect, I am impressed, truly impressed." He Ruoxi put on an appearance of being depleted of Qi.

Bing Cheng's mouth twitched.

She had finally found someone who could act better than herself.

"Hmph! Now you know how powerful we are. Bing Cheng, we will see you on the battlefield in one month!" Sect Master Lin Wanxue said coldly.

Bing Cheng's mouth twitched again. Damn, someone actually believed it.

The two Nascent Soul Elders had ugly expressions. Although Bing Cheng and the others had appeared to be in a disadvantageous position for the past half hour, they hadn't even touched a corner of Bing Cheng and her group, and there was still one Nascent Soul Cultivator who hadn't made a move.

No matter how they thought about it, this matter was fishy.

But they couldn't let their Aura weaken.

"Bing Cheng, the three of us just came to test your strength. I didn't expect your strength to be so poor. You will definitely not be a match for our Blood Spirit Sect's Grand Elder in one move." The Grand Elder said coldly.

"The Nine-Finger Sect should just wait for its destruction in a month!"

After saying this, the three of them teleported away.

"So there really are other Nascent Soul Cultivators? But anyone who hasn't reached the Soul Transformation stage is just a chicken or a dog." Bing Cheng thought to herself. Even if the opponent was at the Peak Nascent Soul Stage, Bing Cheng was confident she could kill them, though it would require revealing a few trump cards.

"Sister Cheng, how was my acting?" He Ruoxi puffed out her small chest, looking like she was waiting for praise.

Bing Cheng habitually patted her behind.

"Fantastic, as expected of Sister Ruoxi."

"Tch, even worse than older sister's acting, hmph." Bing Ranxue on the side said haughtily.

"Ranxue…" He Ruoxi gritted her teeth and started playing around with Bing Ranxue.

Now that Bing Cheng had returned to the territory of the Nine-Finger Sect, she felt at ease. She had long considered this place her home.

"I'm home." Bing Cheng murmured.

Immediately, she grabbed one mischievous younger sister in each hand and rushed toward Shanzhong Town.

The first thing to do upon returning to the Nine-Finger Sect was, of course, to look for Mu Ye. The two hadn't seen each other for nearly three years. To be honest, Bing Cheng still missed Mu Ye somewhat.

But after arriving at the Nine-Finger Pavilion in Shanzhong Town, she learned that Mu Ye had been recalled to the Sect.

Bing Cheng rushed toward the direction of the Sect again, but stopped suddenly when she arrived at Black Water Town.

Looking at the scene in Black Water Town, it instantly made Bing Cheng think of the scenes when she first left the Sect.

Some people were still there, while others were gone.

"What's wrong, Sister Cheng?" He Ruoxi asked in confusion when she saw Bing Cheng stop.

Bing Ranxue was also confused. She had met Bing Cheng at the seaside, after the Black Water Town incident, so she didn't understand the matter of Black Water Town.

"It's nothing." Although Bing Cheng said this, a gleam of craftiness flashed in her eyes. She took the two of them and teleported to a place outside Black Water Town.

Immediately, she took out a sound transmission talisman.

"Master, Master, help! If you don't appear, there will be no one left to provide for you in your old age!" Bing Cheng shouted loudly.

There were faint tears in her eyes. After five years of separation, she didn't know how her Master was doing now.

When Bing Cheng told the story to He Ruoxi before, she hadn't mentioned this. At the time, Bing Cheng even thought this was her dark history.

Thinking about it now, it was so happy…

He Ruoxi and Bing Ranxue looked at each other in confusion, neither understanding the meaning of Bing Cheng doing this.

A few breaths later.

"Who dares to hurt my Disciple?" A loud shout rang out.

Immediately after, an old man with white hair and a white beard appeared on the scene.

Bing Cheng looked at Tang Changfeng as he was now and felt that he had aged a lot more, and his face lacked some of his mischievousness.

"Master!" Bing Cheng felt she could no longer control those few tears and threw herself directly into Tang Changfeng's arms.

Although this Master-Disciple relationship was very short, it was the first emotion Bing Cheng had experienced after arriving in this world.

"Ouch… My good Disciple, you are a Nascent Soul Cultivator now. My old bones are about to be rattled apart by you…"

Tang Changfeng's mouth seeped a trace of blood, and his Aura was a bit unsteady.

Bing Cheng rolled her eyes and tugged at Tang Changfeng's beard. "I thought Master had changed, but it turns out you are still the same as before."

As a Late Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator, how could Tang Changfeng possibly vomit blood from a casual bump by Bing Cheng?

"Greetings, Elder Tang." He Ruoxi and Bing Ranxue both walked over to pay their respects.

"Hey, hey, you are both good girls." Tang Changfeng responded, then cast his gaze toward Bing Cheng.

"My good Disciple, did you bring anything delicious for your Master?" Tang Changfeng said while staring at Bing Cheng's Storage Ring.

Bing Cheng rolled her eyes again. The atmosphere of a proper Master-Disciple reunion was ruined by Tang Changfeng, but this was the Master she was familiar with.

"Of course I have. Do you want to eat the meat of a Nascent Soul Monster Beast?" Bing Cheng took out a small piece of snake meat. Even without cooking, the snake meat still emitted an alluring fragrance.

"Slurp…" Tang Changfeng might have been too moved; tears actually flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"What about wine?" Tang Changfeng asked again.

This stumped Bing Cheng. She knew that after she started cultivating, she couldn't touch alcohol, so she basically didn't pay attention to this aspect.

Moreover, taking the spirit wine from Black Water Town didn't seem quite right. Since she had been away for so long, she definitely had to bring something fresh.

"Sister Cheng, I have some." He Ruoxi said, taking out a jar of fine wine.

Immediately, the fragrance of wine filled everyone's noses, and Tang Changfeng's tears flowed even more.

"Good, good, good… Since there are so many good things, let's go to Lingqin Peak to have a feast tonight."

Bing Cheng's mouth twitched upon hearing this.