Chapter 90: Chu Yinyin’s Gift
Author: Kindergarten Big Shot
Date: 2025-08-18
Chapter 90: Chu Yinyin’s Gift
Outside the bamboo house, Chu Yinyin stood with her hands behind her back, slowly descending from the sky at a very slow pace.
She did not land on the ground but stood on the wooden stake where Chu Huaixu had been sitting.
However, she was too short.
Even so, she was only as tall as him, and just slightly taller than Han Shuangjiang, who had long legs.
This Tenth Elder of the Daoist Sect was known for her dislike of being looked down upon.
At this moment, she surveyed Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang, and finally, her gaze settled on those heaven-defying jade legs, and she envied them greatly.
“If I didn’t cultivate this damn Cultivation Technique, my legs would definitely be longer than hers!” Chu Yinyin gritted her teeth mentally, speaking such unrealistic nonsense.
Upon seeing Chu Yinyin arrive, the two young disciples immediately bowed and said, “Tenth Elder.”
The old maiden nodded with satisfaction, continuing to stand with her hands behind her back on the wooden stake, exuding an imposing aura.
She had voluntarily requested to come here today to pick up Chu Huaixu and take him to the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Therefore, Chu Yinyin had even specially tied her hair up, creating a more mature hairstyle.
But this did not match her tender, childlike face at all; it only made her look more like a precocious child.
When Chu Huaixu heard her say that she wanted to test the miraculous properties of the sword sheath, he asked, “Elder, how do you wish to test it?”
“Eh, you’re quite brave,” Chu Yinyin chuckled.
But when she thought that this brat dared to carve characters on the Gentleman’s Tablet, she didn’t find it strange.
Thus, she turned around, her back facing Chu Huaixu, and said, “Do to me as you did to her just now.”
This Tenth Elder of the Daoist Sect occasionally liked to put on airs and adopt the pose of being aloof from the world.
Little did she know that Chu Huaixu, looking at her pert buttocks and slender waist, thought, “Are you sure?”
He had his principles—no hitting young girls.
How could he, a mighty cultivator of the First Realm, Third Heavenly Layer, make a move on a mere peak Sixth Realm cultivator like her?
Therefore, Chu Huaixu simply said, “Then please, Elder, take out your sword.”
Only strike the sword, not the person.
“Alright, I’ll satisfy you!”
She wore a bracelet on her hand, and there was a red bead on it.
She opened her right hand, and the bead transformed into a spirit sword, which she held in her hand.
—A Super-grade Spirit Artifact, [Mutual Joy]!
Han Shuangjiang watched from the side with curiosity.
It was actually her first time seeing Chu Yinyin.
The reason she recognized her at a glance was simply because she was too easy to recognize.
Among the many great cultivators of the Daoist Sect who could fly, she was the only one who was like a child, less than 1.5 meters tall.
Chu Huaixu held the sword sheath, circulated his Spiritual Power, and also activated the Heart Sword within his sea of consciousness.
Chu Yinyin did not draw her sword; she merely looked down at it, standing on the wooden stake and carefully sensing its properties.
“Hmm? It’s indeed very interesting,” she exclaimed in wonder.
The old maiden, still with her back to them, continued, “Your cultivation is too low. Even with the Dao Ancestor’s sword sheath, you cannot unleash its power and will not have much effect on me.”
“However, the small sword in your sea of consciousness can even suppress the Sword Spirit of my [Mutual Joy] to a certain extent.”
Chu Yinyin raised her thumb and index finger, indicating a tiny bit of influence.
In her heart, she secretly praised, “Clarity of Sword Heart, truly extraordinary!”
For a mere First Realm cultivator to achieve this level was already exaggerated.
With her cultivation, any single move she made could turn Chu Huaixu into dust, leaving no trace behind.
Chu Yinyin had come today with a purpose.
She gently applied force to the hand holding the sword, shattering the influence of the Heart Sword and the sword sheath on [Mutual Joy].
Chu Huaixu, holding the sword sheath, couldn’t help but take a step back, hit by the backlash.
After doing this, the spirit sword in her hand once again transformed into a bracelet.
She was clearly showing off deliberately.
Chu Huaixu looked at [Mutual Joy] on her hand, which had turned into beads, and felt that the name of this Ci Pai also had some meaning.
The first Ci he could think of was Li Yu’s poem “Mutual Joy – Silently ascending the west tower”:
“Uncuttable, unresolvable, is the sorrow of separation.”
There weren’t many famous Ci poems titled [Mutual Joy], and the more well-known ones were actually not joyful at all; they were filled with sorrow.
However, he felt that the name of this sword was quite fitting for the free-spirited, older maiden.
Chu Yinyin slowly turned around then, looking at Chu Huaixu in front of her, growing more satisfied the more she looked.
Her gaze made the seasoned companion feel uneasy.
“Why does it feel a bit like female bosses picking male models?” he thought to himself.
The older maiden was thinking, “This child, I must have him!”
She beckoned to Chu Huaixu and said, “Chu Huaixu, you will accompany me to the Purple Bamboo Forest again. The Sect Master and all the Elders are waiting for you there.”
“Yes.”
Chu Yinyin tilted her small, baby-faced head towards the sky and, with a cute little hand, waved gently. Chu Huaixu then floated up.
Under Han Shuangjiang’s watch, the two of them flew towards the Purple Bamboo Forest in the inner sect.
As she watched them fly away, a matter came to her mind.
“Didn’t I say I was going to see Junior Brother Xu at the cold pond later?”
“He might not have time today either.”
“But I’ve already given him my jade token fragment, and I can’t enter the cold pond Secret Realm myself.”
“Nothing should go wrong, right?” she thought.
With that thought, the little busybody remembered something else.
Her gaze swept towards the bamboo house. There was a window outside Xu Ziqing’s bedroom door, and it was covered with the dirty clothes Chu Huaixu had hoarded. A hint of hesitation appeared in her eyes.
The cold-faced maiden immediately withdrew her gaze, touched her lower back, which was red and swollen from being poked by his sword sheath, and said through gritted teeth:
“Hmph! I’m not helping him wash them!”
Along the way, Chu Yinyin flew particularly slowly.
With her cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Sixth Realm, she could have reached the inner sect in a short time.
Seeing her sluggish pace, Chu Huaixu guessed she had something on her mind.
As expected, the old maiden started making small talk.
“It’s quite a coincidence. We both have the surname Chu, and five hundred years ago, we were one family,” she said, turning to look at the outer sect disciple floating beside her.
“Looking at it this way, you can be considered my kinsman’s descendant,” Chu Yinyin added.
Chu Huaixu looked at her tender face and listened to her words, feeling very strange.
It was exactly like those incredibly young but high-ranking brats in the village.
Seeing Chu Huaixu’s silence, she continued, “Chu Huaixu, do you know that I was the first to arrive when you caused the phenomenon at the cold pond that day?”
“Your disciple does not know.” he replied.
Because by the time he emerged from the cold pond, only Li Chunsong was by the pond.
He hadn’t seen the scene of Chu Yinyin being “bullied,” nor had he seen her stamping her feet in anger after being silenced by the Sect Master.
“I’ve actually been paying attention to you for a long time,” she said, lifting her small face and giving him a mysterious smile.
She did look quite cute, and her cuteness even increased when she made faces.
However, this constant “this venerable one” was a bit arrogant.
Chu Huaixu listened to her words but replied indifferently, with a sense of distance: “Your disciple is apprehensive.”
Chu Yinyin frowned slightly and appraised him from head to toe; she did not believe those words at all.
Given your performance on Hidden Spirit Mountain, can you really be apprehensive?
Well, well, at least he looked like a polite and well-behaved child.
She wasn’t one to beat around the bush, so she got straight to the point.
“Chu Huaixu, based on your current performance, you should be able to enter the inner sect soon.”
“When that happens, you will surely have the opportunity to enter our Daoist Sect’s Gentleman’s View and become a true disciple of our Daoist Sect.”
“You should know that the spots for true disciples are very precious. Each generation of true disciples has at most 33 people, and sometimes not even enough are selected.”
Chu Huaixu nodded upon hearing this: “This disciple understands.”
Chu Yinyin looked at him and began to reveal her true intentions, saying, “If you enter the inner sect, I can take you as my disciple, and you can become my personal true disciple!”
As she said this, she deliberately lowered her voice to make her girlish voice sound more mature, as if to feign profoundness.
Little did she know that Chu Huaixu’s inner thought was: “Ah—? You?”
What a joke. There are so many experts in the Daoist Sect; why would I seek you, a Sixth Realm cultivator, and moreover, the most difficult to serve among all the high-ranking officials?
He directly used Li Chunsong as a shield and said, “Tenth Elder, but the Sixth Elder told me before that if I entered the inner sect in the future, I should worship the Seventh Elder as my master.”
“What?” Chu Yinyin’s voice rose slightly. “That’s what he told you?”
“Yes.”
Although his future master, Shen Man, would die prematurely in three years according to the normal plot progression.
But no matter what, she was one of the [Four Divine Swords].
And judging by her back that day, she seemed to be an ascetic and aloof Daoist Nun, who was more appealing than a child like you in every way.
Chu Yinyin’s expression was unpredictable. She was clearly unable to hide her emotions and showed no sign of being a high-ranking expert.
She muttered to herself, “There’s no rule that one person can’t have two masters. I originally wanted to get ahead and be his Senior Disciple Brother, and let Shen Man be his Junior Disciple.”
“But with Li Chunsong, that bigmouth, causing such a stir, it’s a bit tricky,” she thought, suddenly feeling annoyed.
The old maiden also knew her capabilities. Chu Huaixu had achieved Clarity of Sword Heart, and truly only Shen Man could teach him.
She merely wanted to share him with Shen Man.
Frankly speaking, the Seventh Elder of the Daoist Sect was a Seventh Realm cultivator, one of the [Four Divine Swords], and had also inherited a legacy from a Dao Ancestor.
Compared to her, this Tenth Elder, she indeed lacked much competitiveness.
“Forget it, forget it,” Chu Yinyin said, looking up at the sky. “Shen Man is my senior sister, so I won’t contend with her for this empty title!”
“At that time, you can worship her as your Senior Disciple Brother and then worship me as your Junior Disciple.”
“In the Daoist Sect, having two Elders as your masters, wouldn’t that be wonderful?” she smiled at Chu Huaixu again.
Chu Huaixu: “???”
What is this “Peerless Double Pride”? First Senior Disciple Brother, then Junior Disciple, am I meant to be Hua Wuque of the Yihua Palace?
This virtual male model began to showcase his superb acting skills, a look of bewilderment and surprise appearing on his face.
Seeing this, Chu Yinyin felt smug and decided to sweeten the deal.
With a wave of her small hand, she took out a wooden box from her Storage Token.
“I have already prepared your gift for becoming my disciple, so I can give it to you early.”
“Here,” she tossed it, and the wooden box flew into Chu Huaixu’s hand.
He looked down and found it was a Spirit Pill Treasure Box.
“I know you are still a Level Three low-grade Spiritual Embryo, so I have prepared what you need most right now,” she said smugly.
Could she not win him over with this?
Chu Huaixu heard her words and looked at the Spirit Pill Treasure Box in his hand, a vague guess forming in his mind.
He gently opened the box, and a spirit pill the size of a familiar longan appeared before him.
—[Profound Heaven Fetal Respiration Pill]!
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(End of this chapter)
