39: What is the purpose of your cultivation?

On Wudao Peak.

Mu Buyu followed behind Jiang Qingchen, feeling the rich Spiritual Qi on the mountain, and a sense of indescribable comfort enveloped him.

He looked around, curious about everything here.

Although this place was not as luxurious as the Heavenly Sound Sect, the density of Spiritual Qi was much richer, and he had a feeling that the deeper they went, the denser the Spiritual Qi would become.

Jiang Qingchen also felt these changes, looking back to see many Spirit Birds circling in the sky.

“Tsk tsk tsk, this pan tao tree is indeed miraculous. In just a few days, the Spiritual Qi density of Wudao Peak has doubled.”

He secretly marveled, knowing that this was due to the changes brought by the pan tao tree.

At this rate, it wouldn't be long before the Spiritual Qi on Wudao Peak would be even denser than that of a Holy Land.

Before long.

The two arrived in front of an empty house, and Jiang Qingchen said,

“Buyu, you’ll live here from now on.”

The house looked like it had only recently been renovated. It was neither too big nor too small and appeared very clean, just right for one person.

“Yes, Revered Master!”

Mu Buyu was very satisfied. This place was far from other palaces, with a beautiful and quiet environment, making it perfect for him.

“Over there is your Senior Brother’s residence, but he is not in the Sect right now and will return after some time!” Jiang Qingchen then pointed to a small house about a hundred meters away, explaining.

Mu Buyu followed his gaze and noticed that the house in the distance was even simpler and smaller than his own.

However, it seemed to be very clean, which made it look very comfortable!

He was actually looking forward to meeting this Senior Brother he had never met before.

“Alright, Buyu, let me first tell you some of the rules of Wudao Peak.”

Jiang Qingchen then recounted some of the rules he had made up, telling Mu Buyu everything in detail and firmly demanding that he remember them, especially the second point.

Although Mu Buyu was unsure why his Revered Master would set such strange rules, as a Disciple, he naturally obeyed them.

After explaining some rules, Jiang Qingchen took out a Soul Cleansing Pill and had Mu Buyu take it.

The Soul Cleansing Pill has the effect of cleansing the marrow and bone, expanding the Meridians, and expelling Impurities from the body, making it easier for people to Cultivate.

As a Disciple of the Heavenly Sound Sect previously, Mu Buyu naturally knew about Medicinal Pills like the Soul Cleansing Pill.

He didn’t expect his Revered Master to have one, and even bestow the Medicinal Pill upon him, which made him incredibly excited.

He quickly took the Medicinal Pill and swallowed it impatiently.

Soon, Mu Buyu felt changes within his body. A warm current flowed along his Meridians, and his whole body felt numb and tingly, as if something was being expelled from his body.

Immediately after, he felt that his originally blocked Meridians began to open up and expand under this warm current. If he continued, it wouldn’t be a problem for all his Meridians to be cleared.

Mu Buyu calmed his mind, circulated his Cultivation Technique, and continuously refined the Soul Cleansing Pill.

As time passed, white sweat vapor continuously rose from Mu Buyu’s body, and his clothes were soaked with black, sticky Impurities, emitting an incredibly foul odor.

Jiang Qingchen had anticipated this and was now standing far away, pinching his nose with great disdain.

However, he could also feel that the Qi within Mu Buyu’s body was incredibly smooth, and all his Meridians had been cleared, as if he had undergone a complete transformation.

After a long time.

Mu Buyu woke up, and the first thing he felt was the change within his body. His entire body’s Meridians were clear, and his movements felt much lighter.

He couldn't control the excitement in his heart, his breathing became rapid, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

“Revered Master, I succeeded in cleansing my marrow, this is great!”

He shared his joy with Jiang Qingchen, rushing happily towards him.

“Holy crap, stop, you stop right there!”

Seeing Mu Buyu, who was covered in black, sticky fluid, running towards him, Jiang Qingchen was so startled that he repeatedly raised his hands to stop him.

Mu Buyu was stunned by this action, and his gaze became aggrieved.

“Revered Master, aren’t you happy?”

He dejectedly squatted down and began drawing circles, sulking.

This, this, this…

This scene dumbfounded Jiang Qingchen. What kind of fragile and strange psychology did this Disciple of his have? He couldn’t even handle this!

“Uh, Buyu, don’t overthink it. Revered Master isn’t letting you come over because you smell too bad right now. Hurry and go wash up!” Jiang Qingchen quickly explained, afraid that his Disciple’s mind couldn’t handle it and would break down!

Upon hearing this.

“Do I smell bad?”

Mu Buyu suddenly looked up, seeing Jiang Qingchen’s disgusted gaze, and couldn’t help but feel depressed. Then he raised his hand and sniffed.

“Ugh…”

The pungent, fishy odor rushed into his nose, instantly making Mu Buyu gag, and his eyes rolled back.

Stinky.

Too stinky.

This smell was overpowering, going straight to his Soul, even worse than a pigsty that hadn’t been cleaned for years.

At this moment, he finally understood why his Revered Master was so disgusted.

This smell, even he himself found disgusting.

“Ugh!!”

“Revered Master, wait for me, I’ll go wash up now!”

Mu Buyu gagged, then turned and scurried into the bathroom.

“Buyu, take your time washing, no need to rush. I’ll wait for you at the mountain peak. Make sure you wash thoroughly!” Jiang Qingchen shouted loudly from behind, though he didn’t know if Mu Buyu heard him.

…

On the peak, Jiang Qingchen lay beneath a tree, eyes closed, rocking gently in a reclining chair, looking very content.

Beside him, the immortal crane lowered its head, constantly nuzzling Jiang Qingchen’s head affectionately.

Jiang Qingchen occasionally reached out and gently stroked the immortal crane’s head.

The immortal crane’s feathers were incredibly soft and comfortable, which he thoroughly enjoyed.

This immortal crane was extraordinary. Unlike other immortal cranes, its feathers were colorful, and its tail feathers were longer than those of other immortal cranes, making it very special.

This was a Spirit Beast that his Master, Han Qianfan, had raised since it was young. In reality, it was a sixth-tier Spirit Beast, equivalent to a human in the Yin Yang Realm, but it was not skilled in combat, though its speed was very fast.

Only he and his Master, Han Qianfan, knew about this in the entire Sect.

Normally, the aura emitted by the immortal crane was similar to that of an ordinary first-tier Spirit Beast, so even if others saw it, they would only think it looked unique.

For over a hundred years, within the Immortal Seeking Sect, only the immortal crane had accompanied Jiang Qingchen, and the relationship between the man and the crane was very close…

A gentle breeze swept by, and the scorching sun hung in the sky, its light dappling the ground through the gaps between the leaves.

Mu Buyu, having changed into clean clothes, walked up from behind with a nervous heart.

“Revered Master…”

He respectfully called out, but was interrupted by Jiang Qingchen.

“Are you all clean?”

“Replying to Revered Master, I’m all clean. There’s definitely no smell this time!”

Mu Buyu’s eyes were firm, and he answered with great certainty.

He had washed for a full hour, using many Spiritual Plants to scrub his body, fearing he wouldn't get rid of that strange smell.

Spiritual Plant is a common Spiritual Plant that emits a special fragrance and can be used for bathing, but it is mostly used to make sachets, rouge, and other cosmetics.

“That’s good!”

Jiang Qingchen got off the reclining chair, revealing a profound and mysterious figure, and pointed towards the distant horizon.

“You see, only by standing high can one truly appreciate the vastness of the mountains!”

“So, what is the purpose of your Cultivation?”

Facing such a question, Mu Buyu looked towards the distant horizon. He had never considered these questions, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.

What was the purpose of his Cultivation?

He couldn't help but ask himself, muttering softly.

Power? Wealth and glory?

Or was it to pursue the Great Dao of immortality?