93: Chapter 93 Farewell to Medicine Valley! The Disciples' Collective Frenzy of Worship

Beside the white jade round table, accompanied by Ji Meier's playful cry that seemed designed to stir up trouble, the originally dignified and tranquil atmosphere of tea tasting was completely shattered.

Gu Yi leaned back in his rattan chair, watching the enchanting phantom peeking out from behind him, and Fei Yuechan opposite him, who was clutching frost Sword Qi with flushed cheeks. He couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh.

He raised his hand, curled his finger, and flicked Ji Meier's illusory forehead without ceremony.

Accompanied by a coquettish huff, the purple stream of light was obediently withdrawn into the soul nourishing wood.

"Revered Master, please calm your anger. This Yao Soul is always spouting nonsense; I will definitely deal with her properly in my Sea of Consciousness later." Gu Yi picked up his teacup, drained the warm calming tea in one gulp, and took the opportunity to give his Revered Master an out.

Fei Yuechan snorted coldly, dispersed the cold air from her fingertips, and picked up her teacup again. However, when her cold eyes swept over Gu Yi's flushed face, a trace of imperceptible concern remained hidden deep within them.

Gu Yi set down his teacup, his smile gradually fading, replaced by a serious and steady expression.

"Thank you all for guarding the situation here for me these past few days. Now that the turmoil in Sword King City has subsided, the Immortal Mansion's spiritual array and foundation have been properly settled."

His gaze passed through the courtyard, looking far toward the simulated sun in the Immortal Mansion's sky. "That tenth-rank creation holy lotus in the Great Wilderness Qingqiu is the key to reshaping Meier's Physical Body. There is no time to delay; I plan to set off today."

As soon as these words were spoken, the women around the round table paused in their movements.

"The depths of the Great Wilderness are filled with miasma and overrun by Yao Beasts. Be careful on your journey, and do not act recklessly just because your cultivation has improved." Fei Yuechan put down her teacup, her tone filled with the severity typical of an Elder, but the worry could not be hidden at all.

"Gu Lang, go ahead with peace of mind." Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao sat by Gu Yi's side, her long, narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed. "I will guard the rules of this Immortal Mansion for you. If anyone dares to come and cause trouble while you are away, I will ensure they never return."

Gu Yi smiled and patted Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's hand before standing up.

He glanced at Valley Master Yan Shuyao, who was wearing a light-colored ru-skirt, and said softly: "Shuyao, accompany me on this trip. Now that the Immortal Mansion is established and most of Medicine Valley's core foundation has been moved in, I must appease and instruct those Elders and Disciples outside."

Valley Master Yan Shuyao rose gracefully and nodded obediently.

The two walked side by side through the corridors of the Immortal Mansion. With a flicker of Gu Yi's thought, the space ahead rippled like water, revealing a boundary portal leading to the outside world.

Stepping out, a gentle breeze carrying the scent of grass and trees blew toward them.

They had returned to the familiar Forbidden Ground in the back mountain of Medicine Valley. Unlike the secluded tranquility inside the Immortal Mansion, the outskirts of Medicine Valley now faintly echoed with noise and fluctuations of spiritual power.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao walked by Gu Yi's side, and the two followed the winding bluestone path of the back mountain, walking unhurriedly toward the mountain gate in front of Medicine Valley.

"Gu Lang, the Outer Sect Disciple deacon of Medicine Valley sent a message last night saying that the battle report from Sword King City has completely spread." Valley Master Yan Shuyao said softly, her tone filled with a touch of admiration. "Your feat of single-handedly blocking a fatal blow from a Soul Transformation Demon Lord and cooperating with two Seniors to capture and suppress it has already caused a sensation throughout the entire Northern Region of Central Province."

Hearing this, a faint arc appeared at the corner of Gu Yi's mouth.

In his mind, he pictured Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, who was currently sitting obediently by the round table in the Immortal Mansion drinking tea, and a sense of amusement welled up in his heart.

If those Cultivators in the outside world, who spoke of the Blood-Robed Demoness as a god-like figure and feared her like a tiger, knew that this cold-blooded Demon Lord had been completely tamed by him and had become a sharp blade specifically for guarding his house, one wonders what they would think.

Following the mountain path all the way down, the view suddenly opened up.

In front of the magnificent white jade mountain gate of Medicine Valley, the area was now packed with people.

Thousands of Medicine Valley Inner and Outer Sect Disciples, wearing uniform cyan Daoist robes, were neatly lined up on both sides of the square. At the very front of the formation, several white-haired Medicine Valley Inner Sect Elders were craning their necks in anticipation.

When Gu Yi's tall, straight figure in a cyan robe appeared at the end of the mountain path, the entire noisy square instantly fell silent.

All eyes were fixed on this young Cultivator with a handsome face and a gentle, jade-like temperament. In those gazes, there was no longer the curiosity and scrutiny of their first meeting, replaced instead by a kind of fanatical awe and worship.

The Cultivation world has always respected strength. A peerless Prodigy who could turn the tide against a Soul Transformation Demon Lord with Nascent Soul Stage cultivation and save a city of Cultivators was enough for these low-level Disciples to look up to for a lifetime.

"Young Master Gu!"

Seeing Gu Yi approaching, the leading Grand Elder hurried forward a few steps, cupped his hands with a solemn expression, and bowed deeply in the great etiquette of the Cultivation world. Seeing this, the thousands of Disciples behind him also bowed in unison, like wind blowing through wheat waves, a truly spectacular sight.

"Grand Elder, what is the meaning of this? Please rise quickly."

Gu Yi's expression remained unchanged as he stepped forward, his hands gently supporting the air. A soft yet overwhelming Pure Yang True Qi surged out, steadily lifting the Grand Elder's body.

On his handsome face hung a gentle smile that could not be faulted, as if he were a true model of the Righteous Path, compassionate and of high integrity.

"Young Master Gu is of noble character; you are well-deserving of this great salute." The Grand Elder's eyes were slightly red, and his voice trembled with excitement.

He waved his hand, and several deacons behind him immediately stepped forward, holding several agarwood boxes shimmering with precious light. The boxes opened to reveal over a dozen rare Spiritual Plants of extremely high age, neatly arranged inside, along with three bottles of top-grade healing Medicinal Pills emitting a rich medicinal fragrance.

"I heard that Young Master is setting off for the Great Wilderness today. Medicine Valley has nothing else, but these Medicinal Pills and Spiritual Plants are a token of the Elders' appreciation. Young Master shed blood for the sake of the common people in Sword King City, and since we were unable to contribute, please accept this small gift as a means of self-defense on your journey."

"I appreciate the Grand Elder's kindness."

Gu Yi shook his head slightly and raised his hand to gently push the agarwood boxes back. His voice was calm and firm, carried by True Qi, and it clearly spread across the entire square.

"The disaster at Sword King City was a common tribulation for the Righteous Path of the world. As a Disciple of the Xuantian Sect, drawing my sword to eliminate demons is my duty. If I were to hold this favor for ransom and plunder the foundation of my peers just because I shed a little blood, how would that be any different from those profit-seeking demonic Cultivators?"

He stood with his hands behind his back, the morning light hitting his cyan robe, adding a touch of otherworldly, immortal-like elegance.

"For my journey to the Great Wilderness, I am confident I can handle it. Grand Elder, please leave these precious resources for the hardworking young Disciples in the valley. They are the future hope of this Central Province."

These words were spoken with resounding force and righteous indignation.

The thousands of Disciples standing in the square, hearing Gu Yi's noble speech about viewing fame and fortune as floating clouds and focusing solely on the Righteous Path and the younger generation, immediately felt their eyes redden.

I don't know who started it, but bursts of irrepressible sobbing erupted from the crowd.

"Young Master Gu is of noble character!"

"Young Master is the true gentleman of the Dao of the sword, a model for our generation of Cultivators!"

Several Inner Sect Prodigies who were usually arrogant now looked at Gu Yi with eyes that had completely turned into fanatical worship. In their minds, the image of Young Master Gu had been elevated to a supreme level, standing shoulder to shoulder with the sages of old.

Just at this moment of public excitement, when everyone was immersed in Gu Yi's perfect Aura.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao, who had been standing quietly by Gu Yi's side, took half a step forward.

This gentle medical immortal, who had managed Medicine Valley for many years and was like the unattainable white moonlight in the hearts of countless Disciples, now had eyes like rippling water that completely ignored the thousands of fanatical gazes around her, reflecting only Gu Yi's figure.

The mountain breeze blew, ruffling the collar of Gu Yi's cyan robe.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao did not care about anyone's gaze. She slightly raised her fair, jade-like slender hands, her movements gentle to the extreme, meticulously smoothing out the wrinkles on Gu Yi's lapels that had been blown by the wind.

The distance was so close that they could smell the cold fragrance and medicinal scent on each other.

"The Great Wilderness is not like the Central Province; the night air is cold. No matter how hurried the journey, do not forget to regulate your breathing." Valley Master Yan Shuyao slightly tilted her head up, her soft, whispered instructions filled with undisguised affection and attachment, like a gentle wife seeing off her husband about to travel far away.

This scene, as if frozen in time, clearly fell into the eyes of the thousands of Disciples in the square.

Dead silence.

The entire square fell into a dead silence of gasping.

If Gu Yi's speech just now made them feel a sublimation of the Soul, then Valley Master Yan Shuyao's loving action of tidying his lapels directly shattered the hearts of countless male Cultivators.

That was the Valley Revered Master they had admired for countless days and nights, the one whom they felt it was a profanity to even approach!

The medical immortal, who usually kept a polite distance from any Prodigy, was now, in front of everyone, performing such an intimate act that only Dao Companions would have.

After a brief silence, bursts of fragmented, heartbroken sounds came from the crowd. Those young male Disciples each wore a bitter expression, but in the face of Gu Yi's absolute strength and "noble" personality charm, they couldn't even muster the courage to be jealous.

Losing to such a dazzling, peerless Prodigy, they were convinced and accepted their defeat.

The Grand Elder and several other high-level members looked at each other, and they all saw a bit of tacit understanding and amusement in each other's eyes.

For the Valley Revered Master to find a partner as talented and stunning as Young Master Gu is a huge blessing for Medicine Valley.

After all, although Medicine Valley is good at Alchemy, it has always lacked top-tier combat power. Now with Gu Yi as a backer, its status in the Central Province will surely rise in the future.

Feeling the warm touch on his collar, Gu Yi lowered his eyes and looked at Valley Master Yan Shuyao's gentle face, which was within arm's reach. The acting in his eyes dissipated completely, turning into a touch of softness.

He backhanded and held Valley Master Yan Shuyao's jade hand, which was tidying his lapels, and under the gaze of thousands of complex eyes, he smiled calmly.

"Don't worry, wait for me to return in the Immortal Mansion."