The Little Cultivator Who Never Grows Up - 63 (Patreon)
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Chapter 47 (Part 4)
Because the Taizhen Immortal Sect had come up with a shopping festival these past two years, everyone had been coming to the Taizhen Immortal Sect.
The shops either belonged to the sect or were opened by people connected to the sect.
Outside cultivators could only set up small stalls. This was permitted by the Taizhen Immortal Sect.
The Taizhen Immortal Sect did not beat all outside cultivators down with one stick. You could set up stalls, but you could not cause trouble.
Troublemakers would ultimately be driven out of the immortal cultivation market, and they would no longer be allowed to set up stalls there in the future.
Because of this rule, everyone inside the immortal market was still quite amiable.
If they wanted to fight to the death, they had to leave the immortal cultivation market first. The Taizhen Immortal Sect was not someone they could afford to provoke.
That was how the little stone-gambling stalls came about. On top of that, stone gambling itself was very exciting, and many people watched it. The immortal cultivation market was also packed with people, so once Yu Yu and Lingfeng were squeezed by the crowd, they were separated.
“Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, do we not need to worry about Senior Sister?”
She said she would protect me, didn’t she? In the end, as soon as she saw something lively, she forgot about her junior brother.
Yu Yu looked at his empty little hand. Senior Sister had still been holding it just now. In the end, she had gotten too excited watching the commotion and let go.
“No need. This immortal market has a senior martial uncle overseeing it. No one dares cause trouble here. She’s perfectly safe.”
Linglong did not even want to bother with this silly younger sister anymore and comforted Little Junior Brother for a while.
“Don’t mention her. Let’s stroll around too! Little Junior Brother, do you want to gamble on stones?”
“No. Gambling isn’t good.”
Yu Yu shook his head. He was not interested in any of this.
On Blue Star, he had never even touched cards, though he could play them after looking at them a few times. In this life, he had also never mentioned card games, nor did he have any intention of bringing Blue Star’s entertainment tools to the Holy Feather World.
“All right then, we…”
Before Linglong could finish speaking, they heard Lingfeng arguing with someone.
“Why won’t you give it to me? I clearly picked this raw stone, and I even paid the spirit stones, yet you’re actually going back on your word. Don’t you even look at whose territory this is?”
Lingfeng planted her hands on her hips and roared at the owner of the stone-gambling stall.
“Little auntie, it’s not that I won’t give it to you. This raw stone is not for sale. Could you pick another one?”
On the surface, the stall owner was apologizing, but judging from his attitude, his dismissive expression was far too obvious. It was clear that he was bullying Lingfeng because this Golden Core cultivator could not beat him.
“A Nascent Soul cultivator is actually this arrogant? You dare bully our disciple on the Taizhen Immortal Sect’s territory?”
Yu Yu’s eyes flashed. His Heavenly Eye activated automatically, and he instantly saw through the other party’s strength.
“Let’s go take a look.”
Lingzhen frowned. Even though he usually was not very fond of Lingfeng’s temper, he did not want to see her being bullied.
“Mm.”
The three martial brothers walked toward Lingfeng. However, quite a few people surrounded the inside, including disciples of their own sect and cultivators from outside.
“Could you please make way?”
Considering that there were many people in the immortal cultivation market, once one entered the market, casually using spiritual power was not allowed.
Of course, this restriction was only useful against outsiders. As far as sect disciples were concerned, it was impossible not to use spiritual power when they encountered danger. At most, the elders would pretend to scold them a few times, and in the end, nothing would happen.
As for outside personnel, if they dared to cause trouble, they would absolutely not be tolerated.
Of course, sect disciples were not people who caused trouble for no reason either. After all, this was an immortal cultivation market opened by the sect itself. No matter how stupid they were, they knew they could not affect the sect’s earnings. Otherwise, even with the greatest backer, they would still be dealt with by the sect master.
To the sect, making money was a major matter. Anyone who affected their ability to make money was the sect’s enemy.
That was why inside the immortal cultivation market, sect disciples actually obeyed the rules more than outsiders did. Unless they truly encountered a life-or-death situation, no disciple would act inside the immortal cultivation market.
“Are those elders of the Taizhen Immortal Sect’s Ling generation?”
The outside cultivators looked at the blue-and-white sect robes with Eight Trigrams patterns on Yu Yu and the others and immediately recognized that these people were cultivators of the Ling generation.
Every sect’s disciples had sect attire, and the Taizhen Immortal Sect was no exception.
Normally, everyone wore their own clothes, but when going out, they uniformly wore the sect attire. This also counted as protection for the disciples.
Because the identity of a sect disciple was a natural protective film. Unless a person was utterly vicious or desperate, loose cultivators did not dare attack sect disciples.
The Taizhen Immortal Sect’s Qing generation wore black-and-white Daoist robes with taiji patterns. The Ling generation wore blue-and-white Daoist robes with Eight Trigrams patterns. The Wu generation wore green-and-white Daoist robes embroidered with heaven-and-earth talisman patterns, while outer disciples wore pure yellow Daoist robes with no pattern, and menial disciples wore gray Daoist robes.
The Daoist robes bore sect symbols that allowed people to see which sect the disciples came from.
The Taizhen Immortal Sect used the yin-yang taiji, the Sword Sect had little swords embroidered on its robes, and the Buddhist Sect’s monastic robes bore Buddhist swastika symbols, and so on.
In short, every sect had its own distinctive features, and the cultivators outside could still recognize them quite easily. The main reason was that they did not want to offend these sect disciples, so each of them remembered them very seriously.
“The elders are here.”
When a sect disciple shouted, everyone immediately made room, and the three martial brothers smoothly entered the edge of the circle.
“Greetings, Martial Uncles.”
The gathered disciples saluted.
Lingzhen waved a hand and let them be at ease. There was no need for so much ceremony in the immortal cultivation market.
The disciples shrank into one corner and watched Lingji and the others handle this matter. In their hearts, they expressed disdain toward the owner of this stone-gambling stall. Bullying people from the Taizhen Immortal Sect on their territory—one had to say, this stall owner was quite a warrior. They hoped he could remain brave the whole way through, instead of begging for mercy once he learned the truth.
“Little Junior Brother, why did you come over?”
Lingfeng had originally been arguing with the stall owner. When she heard the disciples’ shout, she turned her head and saw that her own older brother was looking at her with an unfriendly gaze.
Of course, the gaze he directed at the stall owner was even fiercer. You dare bully my younger sister? Do you want to die?
“Senior Sister, did you forget something?”
When Yu Yu heard Lingfeng’s words, he almost could not hold back a sigh. Shouldn’t he be the one asking her that question?
What happened to saying she would protect me?
“Ah, eek.”
Lingfeng looked at the little hand Little Junior Brother had raised and suddenly remembered what she had done. She patted her forehead and looked at Yu Yu somewhat sheepishly.
“I’m sorry, Little Junior Brother. I was wrong.”
“Hmph. We’ll deal with you after we get back.”
Linglong spoke before Yu Yu could, making Lingfeng even guiltier.
Damn it. I threw Little Junior Brother away.
Wuwu. Once we get back, never mind how angry Master will be. Eldest Senior Brother alone will beat me to death.
Lingfeng looked utterly miserable, but no one sympathized with her. Everyone’s gaze fell on the Nascent Soul cultivator running the stall.
“If you can’t afford to play, don’t come out and set up a stall. Since you set up a stall and a customer chose a raw stone, yet you refuse to sell it, what exactly are you trying to do?”
Yu Yu glanced at the raw stone that Senior Sister and the stall owner had been fighting over. There were spirit stones inside, but they were lower-grade spirit stones. Once opened, they would not be worth as much as what Senior Sister had paid.
“This is not for sale. The raw stone is mine. I’ll sell it if I want to, and if I don’t want to sell, surely the disciples of the Taizhen Immortal Sect wouldn’t dare rob me, would they?”
The stall owner already regretted it inwardly. After that female cultivator picked the raw stone, he discovered that this raw stone looked very similar to a raw stone he had once seen produce supreme-grade spirit stones, so he had gone back on his word and refused to sell.
He had not expected that female cultivator to actually draw over elders of the Taizhen Immortal Sect’s Ling generation. Once the Qing generation ascended, these were the people who would truly wield authority over the sect.
“Robbing you, we won’t. We’ll simply make sure you can’t set up a stall here.”
Yu Yu did not even look at him. Because Senior Sister had not worn the special attire for sect disciples, the other party had treated her as a loose cultivator.
If she had been wearing a blue-and-white Daoist robe, Yu Yu refused to believe this stall owner would dare play this trick.
“On what grounds? Buying and selling are free. Isn’t that what your Taizhen Immortal Sect has always said?”
The Nascent Soul cultivator immediately grew anxious. He had gone through great difficulty to get a batch of raw stones out of a spirit mine, all so he could earn more spirit stones for cultivation.
Now that they would not allow him to set up a stall, that meant he could no longer use this batch of raw stones to make money.
If he opened them himself, he would definitely lose money.
Because this batch of raw stones had cost him quite a few spirit stones, and he had still been thinking of earning it back from them.
Stone gambling made people lose their heads precisely because the key point lay in that word “gamble.”
Even as the stall owner, he did not know how many spirit stones these raw stones could produce. Because the outside of the raw stones could block spiritual sense, only after they were opened would anyone know whether there were spirit stones or useless stones inside.
If not a single one could be opened, then he would lose everything he had invested.
If he sold them, at least he could still make a profit.
“We have indeed said such words, but our immortal cultivation market also does not welcome people who lack integrity.”
Wuchen walked over with several disciples. Although he was wearing a green-and-white Daoist robe, it was edged with silver.
This was a symbol only the sect master and the sect master’s heir possessed.
The sect master’s robes were edged with gold, while the sect master’s heir’s were edged with silver, symbolizing their identities and distinguishing them from ordinary disciples and elders.
“Wuchen, you’re back?”
Yu Yu was quite happy to see him.
“Little Martial Uncle, I’m back.”
When Wuchen saw Yu Yu, he took the initiative to bend down and let him touch his face.