Chapter 5: Ji Chanxi

After sending Ji Chanxi off.

Bai Jingxian called out.

“Xiao Cang.”

[Here]

“How is Ji Chanxi’s sword repair going?”

[It will be perfectly repaired in one hour]

“Good.”

Ji Chanxi’s fourth-tier spirit sword had been damaged during an external mission.

Hearing that Bai Jingxian’s weapon refining skills were top-notch.

She entrusted it to him.

In the name of sect camaraderie.

Bai Jingxian repaired her sword for free—

But that was not the truth.

Bai Jingxian looked at the task panel.

A trace of helplessness rose in his eyes.

[Romantic Rain Misty]

[Part Eleven]

[Key Character: Ji Chanxi]

[As the eldest senior brother of Moonlit Grace Sect, being helpful is a quality you should have. Helping Ji Chanxi repair her beloved sword can both deepen affection and increase forging insights.]

[Reward: 100 vouchers, Experience Scrolls 100]

The first half is the main point, right?

Every time Bai Jingxian saw this task name.

He couldn’t help but associate it.

After all, it blatantly stated it.

This task was to push him to topple Ji Chanxi.

He had no objections.

After all, even heroes have a hard time resisting beauties.

If he couldn’t eat the one close by.

He could only crave the one far away.

Bai Jingxian suddenly felt a trace of guilt.

As if he had done something unforgivable.

His heart inexplicably began to race.

But soon returned to calm.

Bai Jingxian lay on the recliner studying pill formulas.

He wanted to make some pills to regulate his body.

And refine some to sell.

In the path of alchemy.

He had talent.

The pill formulas that sect alchemists racked their brains over were mere scraps of paper in his eyes.

A slight improvement could greatly save materials and enhance effects.

Alchemy.

Weapon refining.

Cooking…

In the eyes of the disciples.

Bai Jingxian was like a towering mountain.

Unsurpassable.

But in reality.

These were merely side jobs to earn money for him.

After all, his cultivation required massive amounts of spirit stones.

The items in the mall were priceless in reality.

But he only needed to pay spirit stones to exchange.

The difference was clear.

Each month, aside from the stipend from the sect.

The spirit stones earned from these side jobs ranged from several hundred to several thousand.

All high-grade spirit stones.

He had just submitted this month’s manuscripts.

By the end of the month.

He could go to the bank—

That is, Spirit Rhyme Pavilion, to collect his spirit stones.

What he wrote was varied.

There were heart-wrenching tragic literature.

Warm family reunion literature.

Occasionally a few poems.

But the bulk of his income came from literary works that in his previous world were once considered “banned books.”

After all, lust is a basic human desire.

Even in this immortal cultivation world.

Romance and love were topics people especially relished.

He had received many letters from readers.

Most expressing admiration or wishing to befriend him.

Having someone recognize his works was naturally good.

But befriending was exempt.

Thanks to Spirit Rhyme Pavilion’s confidentiality mechanisms.

His identity was strictly protected.

He even created a few fake identities for emergencies.

But he earned much and spent much.

Who made the lottery system have no guaranteed hits?

Aside from draws.

Spirit stones were needed everywhere in life.

Otherwise, he would have gone all-in long ago.

Speaking of pills.

They were divided into Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow four tiers.

Moonlit Grace Sect alchemists could refine at most one or two Heaven-tier pills a year.

The difficulty in alchemy lay not in materials.

But in the refining techniques.

One carelessness.

Pill destroyed, furnace exploded.

All gone.

Though Bai Jingxian could directly synthesize through Xiao Cang.

If he wanted to sell pills at Spirit Rhyme Pavilion.

He needed an alchemist certification.

Which required an exam.

Alchemist ranks were also Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, Yellow.

He was currently an Earth-tier alchemist.

Yet often refined top-grade Heaven-tier pills.

As for why he didn’t take the Heaven-tier alchemist exam.

Simply because it was troublesome.

Bai Jingxian went out.

He was going to return the repaired spirit sword to Ji Chanxi.

He knew the cave abode locations of every female disciple in the sect clearly.

Outer sect disciples shared one among four.

Inner sect disciples each had their own.

Along the way.

Many disciples wandering at night enthusiastically called out “Senior Brother” to him.

He lightly nodded in response.

Some who received a response even let out sharp squeals.

The female disciples were happy.

The male disciples were not.

But they truly couldn’t compare.

No way around it.

In the eyes of sect disciples.

Bai Jingxian’s status was extraordinary.

Among peers, no one had ever beaten him.

After all, his sword controlling technique was far too powerful.

Against it, almost instant defeat.

Though his status was extraordinary.

He never bullied others with power.

Instead, he occasionally guided their cultivation.

Shared insights.

Even pulled Hua Yuliu over to lecture them on swordsmanship.

Good karma sown in the past.

Would surely be repaid in the future.

Bai Jingxian arrived before her cave abode.

He gently knocked.

From behind the door came Ji Chanxi’s clear and cold voice.

“Who is it?”

“Me.”

A moment later.

The door lightly opened.

Bai Jingxian looked at Ji Chanxi.

She was still wearing that black dress with gold trim.

Only her face was slightly flushed.

Fine sweat beads on her forehead.

She must have just been practicing swordsmanship.

Speaking of which.

That black gold-trimmed long dress was a gift from him.

When Ji Chanxi received it, she was very hesitant.

He had casually said.

“Black suits you.”

“Wearing white sect robes too much isn’t good-looking.”

Half-pushing, half-accepting.

She took it.

And cherished it greatly.

“Here.”

“Your spirit sword.”

Bai Jingxian handed over the spirit sword wrapped in blue cloth with both hands.

Ji Chanxi received the sword from Bai Jingxian’s hands with both of hers.

She was slightly stunned.

“Senior Brother Jingxian, did you… take the wrong one?”

“No mistake.”

“But this is clearly a fifth-tier spirit sword…”

Ji Chanxi’s voice gradually softened.

Bai Jingxian felt a bit embarrassed.

This wasn’t his fault.

Xiao Cang’s remelting and reforging had a chance to improve quality.

But the probability was frighteningly low.

He had never succeeded before.

“You’re going to participate in Master’s assessment, right?”

“Consider this a small token from your senior brother.”

“After all, I’m really looking forward to having a junior sister.”

Hearing this.

Ji Chanxi’s heartbeat suddenly became a bit flustered.

The faded redness gradually surged back.

“I’m leaving.”

Bai Jingxian was about to turn.

Ji Chanxi tugged at his sleeve corner.

Her voice soft and charming.

“Senior Brother, have you eaten?”

“Not yet.”

“Then… please stay a while.”

“After all, Senior Brother has done me a favor.”

“I want to repay it a little.”

Bai Jingxian agreed without thinking.

Able to get a free meal.

Why not?

“Sure.”

A trace of joy appeared in Ji Chanxi’s eyes.

She lightly nodded.

Ji Chanxi was eighteen this year.

Same age as him.

Brought to Moonlit Grace Sect at nine.

Her talent was outstanding.

If not for Bai Jingxian’s pearl before her.

She would be the top figure in Moonlit Grace Sect.

Of common birth.

She had no background.

When she first entered the mountain gate, she often faced bullying.

As the eldest senior brother of Moonlit Grace Sect.

He stood up for her (Xiao Cang’s task).

Helped resolve many troubles.

Up to today.

She had no ties.

Did not like interacting with others.

Only others sought her.

Never her seeking others—

Except for Bai Jingxian.

Every month, Ji Chanxi would come find him once.

Either to seek advice on swordsmanship.

Or to drink tea and chat.

Bai Jingxian was happy for her to come.

After all, compared to pressing a warm face against a cold butt.

Pressing against a warm butt was obviously much better.