Mahayana 152
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Chapter 152: Ling Sisi and the Top-Grade Auxiliary Golden Core Pill
TL : Cnine
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Part 1
Xiao Yifeng turned his head to look, discovering that the woman who had called out was dressed in the attire of a true disciple. She was not tall, gentle and charming, with a soft and delicate demeanour that naturally stirred sympathy.
Her figure was notably well-endowed, her robes stretched tightly across her chest, making her difficult to forget at a single glance.
He blinked in astonishment. “Junior Sister Ling? What are you doing here?”
It was indeed Ling Sisi who had arrived, bright as ever. Beside her stood a striking beauty—graceful enough to shame fish into sinking and geese into falling mid-flight. She carried herself with quiet elegance, like an orchid blooming in some forgotten valley. Taller than Ling Sisi, her long legs alone were enough to command attention.
Together, the two formed a dazzling tableau, as though the world itself had paused to admire them.
Noticing Xiao Yifeng had company, Wan Qing tactfully took her leave without lingering.
“I came with my Senior Sister to choose some magical artefacts. The inner hall preliminaries are just around the corner,” Ling Sisi explained cheerfully. “I didn’t expect to run into Senior Brother Xiao here. This is my Senior Sister, Zhen Menglan. And this is Xiao Yifeng—Senior Brother Xiao.”
“I’ve long heard of your name. So this is the Senior Brother Xiao you keep talking about?” Zhen Menglan said with a generous smile, making Ling Sisi blush bright red.
“Greetings, Senior Sister Zhen.” Xiao Yifeng performed a respectful salute.
“Senior Brother, have you returned from your travels?” Ling Sisi asked.
“I didn’t expect to run into you here either. I’ve just come back myself—I came here to exchange for some medicinal pills,” Xiao Yifeng said with a smile.
Seeing that the two women were selecting magic artefacts, Xiao Yifeng asked about their spiritual root attributes and what type of artefacts they wanted.
He generously took out two mid-grade magical long swords from his storage ring and handed them over with a smile.
“Meeting is fate. It just so happens I have two artefacts I don’t need that suit you quite well. I’ll gift them to you both— May you shine brilliantly in the True Martial Art Ranking.”
The two women were startled by his generosity. Casually giving away two mid-grade magic artefacts was far too extravagant.
Zhen Menglan looked at Xiao Yifeng with a strange expression and covered her mouth as she laughed. “Junior Brother Xiao, do you give mid-grade artefacts whenever you see a beautiful woman?”
“Senior Sister, you jest!” Xiao Yifeng said with a wry smile.
“Senior Brother Xiao, please take them back— How could I possibly accept this?” Ling Sisi said, waving her hands repeatedly.
“Junior Sister, you’re being too polite! We’ve gone through hardship together—these things mean little to me,” Xiao Yifeng insisted. Only then did Ling Sisi accept them.
“Junior Brother Xiao, you may have some connection with Junior Sister Lin, but there’s no need to give one to me. I cannot accept a reward for nothing— Please take it back,” Zhen Menglan declined politely.
“It wouldn’t make sense to give something to the junior sister but not the senior sister. Senior Sister Zhen, please accept it. I have no use for this item,” Xiao Yifeng said.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Menglan was rather stubborn. Even though she clearly liked the long sword, she still refused to accept it.
In the end, Xiao Yifeng could only exchange it with her for a few bottles of Foundation Establishment realm pills, which could be considered a satisfactory gift for both sides.
With the matter of the artefacts settled, Ling Sisi proposed to treat Xiao Yifeng to a meal as thanks.
Xiao Yifeng did not stand on ceremony. Dining with beauties was, after all, a pleasing experience.
The three of them found a quiet and elegant small building, sat down, ordered a few dishes, and began chatting leisurely.
Xiao Yifeng and Ling Sisi were old acquaintances, so they did not lack topics to talk about. Zhen Menglan was also quite talkative, and the three of them chatted very harmoniously.
“Junior Brother Xiao, is this your first time participating in the True Martial Art Ranking? Do you know that other sects have come to observe?” Zhen Menglan asked.
Xiao Yifeng nodded. “I’ve heard a little about it, but I didn’t expect that, with more than ten days left before the ranking, some sects have already arrived?”
“As far as I know, the Luoshu Manor and the Willow River Sword Sect have already sent people. Speaking of Luoshu Manor, since it has ties with your Boundless Horizon Palace, they’ve even moved into your palace to stay. You didn’t know?”
Xiao Yifeng looked confused. He truly didn’t know. With a wry smile, he said, “I only returned to the sect yesterday, so I really wasn’t aware of this.”
Hearing that he had only returned yesterday, Zhen Menglan asked in surprise, “Junior Brother Xiao, could it be that you were the one who returned on that flying ship yesterday?”
Xiao Yifeng awkwardly touched his nose and said, “If no one else returned at the same time, then it should have been me.”
“Senior Sister, what flying ship are you talking about? How come I don’t know?” Ling Sisi asked in confusion.
“Yesterday, Junior Brother Xiao made quite the grand entrance. Several elders at the Integration stage escorted him, with over a hundred disciples guarding him layer upon layer, passing straight through the mountain gate. That display was hardly weaker than the Palace Master’s own procession. I didn’t expect it to be you,” Zhen Menglan said with a smile.
Ling Sisi looked at Xiao Yifeng with curiosity. He gave a wry smile and said, “It’s rather complicated—not quite what you think. Please don’t laugh at me.”
“Junior Brother Xiao, do you know what the prize is for first place in this True Martial Art Ranking’s elite division? I’ve heard the sect has brought out a special treasure—many are eager for it,” Zhen Menglan said mysteriously.
“Oh? What kind of treasure could stir such interest?” Xiao Yifeng asked, somewhat curious. In his previous life, his strength at this time had been insufficient, so he hadn’t paid much attention.
“Among the prizes, there is a top-grade Auxiliary Golden Core Pill! And even a mid-grade Immortal Artefact!” Zhen Menglan said.
Upon hearing this, even Xiao Yifeng could not remain calm. He did not care about the mid-grade Immortal Artifact, but the top-grade Auxiliary Golden Core Pill— He cared about that!
He had not expected that such a treasure was still hidden within the sect, let alone that they would be willing to take it out as a prize.
The top-grade Auxiliary Golden Core Pill was a medicinal pill that helped condense a first-grade Golden Core. Its formula had long since been lost, and each one used meant one fewer in existence. A first-grade Golden Core formed with this pill could even possess special attributes.
For heaven’s favoured geniuses pursuing perfection, it was undoubtedly the best choice. For someone like Xiao Yifeng, who had once shattered his core, it was an invaluable treasure. It could repair his Dao foundation— Truly like being handed a pillow when drowsy.
“It seems Junior Brother Xiao is also interested. Then let us all work hard together,” Zhen Menglan said with a smile.
“Many thanks to Senior Sister Zhen Menglan for informing me of this matter. Otherwise, I would not have known,” Xiao Yifeng said.
“Senior Brother Xiao, have you successfully established your foundation?” Ling Sisi asked curiously.
“I was fortunate,” he answered quietly. “I succeeded.”
His gaze lingered for a moment. He could already tell—Ling Sisi had reached Foundation Establishment as well, though hers was rooted in the Earth Vein Foundation Estabilishment.
For true disciples, that was nothing unusual.
After all, Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment was a rare blessing, something granted by fate rather than effort. Even among the chosen, barely one in ten could grasp it.
After the meal, Xiao Yifeng took his leave. With a thought, his flying sword rose beneath his feet, carrying him upward into the open sky.
Yet he remained fully absorbed in healing the hidden wounds within his body, patiently soothing and restoring them.
Foundation Establishment pills disappeared into his mouth like snacks, one after another, with reckless confidence. Cultivating three techniques at once, he had no fear of any backlash.
For the next two days, fellow disciples dropped by whenever they found a spare moment, chatting casually with Xiao Yifeng.
With no turmoil beyond the sect walls, the hall settled into tranquil harmony—a place devoted solely to the pursuit of the Dao. And truth be told… the days were rather pleasant.