Ascended Without Me: Cultivating with a Genius Son | Chapter 75 | A Nascent Soul Confrontation | Novela.app

The five of them flew for two consecutive days. The mountain was teeming with people; they saw as many as six different groups fighting over a single early third-grade spirit beast. Even common spirit herbs triggered a chaotic dance of flying swords. Shaking their heads at the sight of such rare and frantic desperation, the group held a brief discussion. Having already secured the greatest treasures Yunbian Mountain had to offer, staying any longer would be a waste of time. They decided to conclude their journey. Inside the Dream Realm, Li Xue, Li Lin, and Yu Ming were joyfully organizing the Earth Essence Stones. One of the benefits of the Five Elements’ mutual generation was that with the presence of Earth Essence Stones, the other four attributes would naturally and slowly be produced. Though the quantities would be small, it would be enough to sustain basic needs. With such a vast hoard of stones and the addition of the Earth Essence spirit, the realm’s stability was guaranteed not just for decades, but for a century. Of course, it would be ideal to have essence stones for all five attributes, as that would cause the Dream Realm to expand further. For now, they only had the Earth attribute, but even so, the three of them were more than satisfied. After being released into the Dream Realm, the little Earth Essence had quickly found a cliff face and burrowed inside. No matter how they called, it refused to come out. The three decided to leave it be; it couldn't escape the realm anyway, so there was no cause for concern. They piled the Earth Essence Stones near the cliff where the creature had hidden. Within a few days, the little Earth Essence proved its remarkable nature by moving the entire massive pile of stones into the cliffside. Li Xue and the others were astonished, unable to fathom how the tiny thing had accomplished such a feat. With the infusion of the Earth Essence Stones, the spiritual energy in the valley rose significantly, and the growth rate of the spirit herbs accelerated. Herbs that originally took a month to mature now only needed twenty days. Such a heaven-defying existence left the three of them exhilarated. One day, while the three were tending to the medicinal fields within the Dream Realm, the Spiritual Tether placed inside their cave dwelling in Danyang Palace suddenly vibrated. It was an urgent transmission from Yun Mingxuan: "This is bad! Daoist Mingyuan of the Wuling Sect has come knocking on our door!" The three immediately exited Danyang Palace and took to the sky. The sounds of a heated argument were already drifting down from above the sect’s main peaks. "Li Yuhong! Your people injured my descendant! If you don't give me an explanation, this isn't over!" Daoist Mingyuan’s booming voice was so loud it made the ears of everyone present ring. Daoists Yuqing, Yuhong, Yuze, and Yulan were all present. They were deeply annoyed by Mingyuan’s blustering. Everyone knew this old fellow was incredibly difficult to deal with, and they couldn't help but frown. "Hmph. You are the one who failed to discipline your own. He harassed my disciple and grand-disciple, and then proved himself inferior in combat. How dare you come here seeking trouble?" Daoist Yuhong countered with a cold snort. Hearing this, Daoist Mingyuan flew into a rage. "What? Li Yuhong, you old scoundrel, you’re spouting nonsense! How could my Jing'er be so lacking in taste? He could have any beautiful woman he wants; why would he set his sights on your disciple?" Beside him, Dongfang Jing pulled helplessly at his sleeve, trying to get his ancestor to watch his phrasing. However, the fuming Mingyuan ignored him entirely. In truth, after Dongfang Jing had returned to the Wuling Sect, he had quickly regained consciousness thanks to Daoist Mingyuan’s miraculous elixirs. He had been pampered since childhood, protected from the slightest harm by Mingyuan’s extremely protective nature. Dongfang Jing’s personal wealth was staggering; not only did he possess Dharma treasures of every attribute, but he also carried two or three Dan-talismans. He was the type of person who would never use any other method if a problem could be solved with spirit stones. If a battle could be won by throwing talismans, he wouldn't move his flying sword an inch. Yet, at Yunbian Mountain, that woman had actually dared to compete with him in terms of net worth. Whenever Dongfang Jing thought of it, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Her defiant, brow-raising expression seemed more and more interesting the more he dwelled on it, and it refused to leave his mind. Given his special status, the expressions he usually saw on women were those of envy, adoration, flattery, jealousy, calculation, or even cold indifference—but he had never seen one show such open defiance. The more he thought about it, the more he found her fascinating. He knew that with Ancestor Mingyuan’s temperament, the old man would definitely seek out the Yunjing Sect over his injuries. He had always been helpless against his ancestor's personality, but suddenly, he didn't want to object this time. If they went to the Yunjing Sect, would he see her again? Just as Dongfang Jing’s thoughts reached this point, several figures flew toward them from the distance. He focused his gaze and saw that it was indeed that group—and the woman was among them. Dongfang Jing’s eyes lit up, and he stared at Li Xue with fervent intensity. Li Xue felt his gaze and shot him a sharp glare before ignoring him entirely, turning her attention to how the Nascent Soul Daoists would resolve the matter. Seeing Li Xue ignore him, Dongfang Jing felt a wave of disappointment. His head drooped, and he looked utterly listless. No one noticed this subtle change in expression—except for Li Lin. Li Lin had long since noticed the way Dongfang Jing’s eyes had lit up, and that the target of that gaze was his mother. He narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining silent and composed. Daoist Yuhong was also incensed by Mingyuan’s disparagement of his disciple. He said coldly, "Old Man Dongfang, we all know the truth of how this started. If you insist on being unreasonable, I shall have to take this up with the Wuling Sect’s Ancestor. My disciple has made contributions to the entire cultivation world, yet you dare to insult her!" Mingyuan’s brow furrowed at those words. Though he was impulsive and fond of fighting, he was no fool—no eccentric who reached the Nascent Soul stage could be a complete idiot. However, he didn't want to let the matter drop. It wasn't often he found such a good excuse, and he wanted to have a fight to satisfy his cravings. Thinking of this, he bared his teeth and said, "No matter how well you speak, it doesn't change the fact that Jing'er was injured by your people. Come, come! Let’s have a fight first and talk later. What’s the matter, Li Yuhong? Are you going to be a shrinking turtle?"