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116: Chapter 106 Sister Apprentice’s Problem (Please Subscribe) 116: Chapter 106 Sister Apprentice’s Problem (Please Subscribe) Lai Jianlin, while employing the Earth Digging Spell, also used the Transmutation into Gold Skill.

The dirt he carved out became layer upon layer of gold, quickly reaching the base of the tree Mo Wen was clinging to and uprooting it completely.

He even turned those clumps of dirt and pebbles into sand gold, flinging an unending stream of golden pebbles towards Mo Wen.

As the tree Mo Wen was clinging to was uprooted, he couldn’t employ his moves on the ground.

Using his spiritual power, he transformed the tree into a Flying Treasure.

The tree’s roots, branches, and leaves turned into a wall impenetrable even by ants, thereby resisting the force of the golden sand and stones.

Only… could his tree withstand the assault of the gold sand and stones?

The gold sand and stones pierced holes like dense raindrops assailing Mo Wen, giving him no chance to dodge.

Mo Wen could only flick his sleeve, creating a gust of wind that blew the gold sand and stones off to one side.

Just as the spiritual power he was using to defend seemed inadequate in the moment that followed, a considerable amount of gold sand struck his body, turning his clothes into a garment filled with small holes, making him look like a beggar.

His entire body shone like gold; even his face had become golden.

His clothes and shoes, his hands and feet, his whole body was gilded.

In Mo Wen’s moment of vulnerability, Lai Jianlin cast a Solidifying Gold Spell on him, and in an instant, Mo Wen didn’t just resemble a golden figure, but became one—entirely golden and petrified on the spot, like a fossil.

Transformed into gold, Mo Wen was unable to move his mouth or body, but he could only communicate through mental transmission, his mind trembling with the thought: if his junior brother was slightly more wicked, he might just leave him petrified on this mountain forever.

What would be the point of competing in tomorrow’s Inner Sect Disciple competition then?

He would simply be absent.

The people of Immortal Sect would mock him for being afraid of death; despite being present at the sect these few days, on the day of the competition, he would be gone.

He would become a laughingstock, and the sect would punish him as well.

“Junior brother, you’re the boss.

Your senior brother admits defeat, please restore me to my original form!

I look too terrible right now, and I wouldn’t want any ladies to see me, it’s rather embarrassing.”

Mo Wen knew all too well how tattered his clothes were, and he was thankful the spar was with another man.

Otherwise, it would have been utterly embarrassing.

If a lady were to see him now, she might call him a pervert!

His reputation would crumble to dust.

Mo Wen didn’t have a companion at this age partly because he was broke, unable to support another person, and also because he could barely support himself, let alone someone else.

As of now, he lacked the capacity to do so.

It wouldn’t do for a strong man like him to play the kept man!

Seeing Mo Wen’s pitiable state, Lai Jianlin chuckled and with a wave of his hand, the Solidifying Gold Spell on Mo Wen dissolved.

As soon as Mo Wen was free to move, he took out a robe of the Immortal Sect from his Storage Bag, put it on, and cast a Purification Magic on himself.

The golden figure from before returned to his brawny appearance.

“Junior brother, let’s go for a drink, grab a bite, what do you say?

Let’s celebrate our kickoff victory in advance.”

“No, senior brother, celebrations should only come after a victory.

If I win our match tomorrow, I’ll treat you to a feast.”

Lai Jianlin shook his head; he didn’t want to be someone only capable of hollow talk.

One should let their strength do the speaking.

“Really?

That’s just too great, haha.

Whether I win or not, I’ll get to enjoy a feast!” Mo Wen, when it came to food, was as joyful as a child.

The exhausting spars of the past few days had taken their toll.

He did have Pills and gold, just that he was a bit too reluctant to spend them.

Like the old saying goes, the wealthier one is, the stingier they become.

A typical case of earning without spending.

They ended their battle and returned from the desolate mountains to the bustling areas of Immortal Sect, heading back to their own peaks and caves from the Immortal Sect’s square.

On his way back, Lai Jianlin encountered Ding Ling.

The direction Ding Ling was coming from was precisely that of the Scripture Pavilion.

“Lai, I haven’t seen you at the Scripture Pavilion for many days.”

“Sister Ding, the books in the Scripture Pavilion are indeed good, but they also need to be practiced.

These past few days, I was practicing with another brother and didn’t go to the Scripture Pavilion.”

“I’ve heard about it.

They say that in the desolate mountains outside, where no one used to cultivate, one could see from afar someone fighting at the peak of a mountain these days.”

Ding Ling was still dressed in the female disciples’ robes, her hair adorned with the same magical treasure as the other female cultivators, a simple decoration.

Her fair and lovely face was framed by phoenix eyes, and though her figure wasn’t discernible beneath the loose robes, one could tell from her delicate face that she was a very slender woman.

Ding Ling didn’t know why, among so many male disciples in Immortal Sect, she would notice Brother Lai.

And in the many seemingly coincidental encounters, Brother Lai always seemed to be a very gentle and handsome man who didn’t seem to socialize with other female disciples.

Ding Ling knew that they couldn’t have partners now, yet for some reason, her heart would beat particularly hard when she saw Brother Lai.

As Lai Jianlin and this sister walked back to his cave residence, their conversation was very simple, about everyday matters.

He found chatting with this sister particularly relaxing.

Having come to Immortal Sect in his teens, aside from missions, it was all about cultivation, and he had never really interacted much with other female disciples.

On the contrary, with his male brothers, there were quite a few who were close.

The distinction between men and women was present, whether in the secular world or the cultivation world.

“Brother, do you feel confident about tomorrow’s competition?”

“I will do my best…” said Lai Jianlin with a smile.

“Seeing that you hardly go to the Scripture Pavilion, have you perhaps learned a Secret Manual that is very useful?”

“It’s alright!

What I have learned is all from the Scripture Pavilion; I guess they are more or less similar!”

Lai Jianlin felt that the Secret Manuals might be similar, as there were manuals for every type of Spiritual Root.

It all came down to whether one’s comprehension was good and if their use of it was precise.

“I’ve looked at many Cultivation Techniques and Spells and always feel there are flaws, which makes me quite unconfident.”

“Sister, do you go to the Scripture Pavilion every day?”

“Yes.

I practice the Cultivation Techniques and Spells I bring back from the Scripture Pavilion at night.

If they don’t seem ideal, then I go back to the Scripture Pavilion during the day to look at other Techniques and Secret Manuals.”

“Sister, that habit of yours isn’t good.

We, as Inner Sect Disciples, have only so much in terms of Cultivation Techniques and Spells.

We don’t yet have a master’s legacy.

I think you should find one or two, or maybe three or four Cultivation Techniques and Spells that suit you, focus on them intensely, and avoid thinking about too many others.

Once you’ve mastered the Techniques and Spells, you will also understand where the flaws lie, and those flaws can be amended.”

“You’re right, brother.

I’ll go and sort out which set of Cultivation Techniques and Spells is the most suitable for me.

I hope that in this short half day, I can achieve a minor success to greet tomorrow’s competition.”

After their conversation, Ding Ling experienced a moment of realization.

Right now, she couldn’t be bothered with further chat, as she hurriedly deployed her Footwork to return to her cave residence’s courtyard.

As she walked, she thought to herself that it’s the sons of great families with their inheritances who think more thoroughly.

Unlike her, who relied entirely on her own cultivation and had a low comprehension, this made learning so difficult.

In the future, she would seize the opportunity to interact more with Brother Lai, if for nothing else, just to talk with him and feel completely happy.