"Shen Muye is more experienced than you when it comes to cultivation. He can already see his true self and has figured out his life path through nature. He lives on like a new life that breaks out of the soil forever. That way, whatever he sees is forever fresh, beautiful, and. As for you, you remain lost in the mortal world. That is not something strength can resolve. You need to gain enlightenment for yourself."
"Teacher, I am not lost in the mortal world. I am a mortal, with all the mortal flaws you dislike; that is my true self."
Gu Yuze did not know why he recalled this memory so early in the morning. After his father died, the elders, fresh and beautiful, sent him to a famed teacher of a small monastery in Shaolin for a month.
He had hated every single moment of the six months that he spent there.
"You recite the Sutra so beautifully, and yet your heart..."
And for some reason Gu Yuze never cared to find out; his teacher, the old monk, had equally despised him.
Maybe disliked was a little better.
Gu Yuze thought about the two people that should have had a very eventful night, and his lips curled.
It was still not enough, compared to what they put Gu Yuze through. Not even close.
He was a little curious, though, about the Medicine Hall of the Lingyuan Sect. Could they solve the little tricks in the talisman? How long would it take for them to do so? A day? Two days? More? Less?
That Meng Ling Fu Talisman had been one of his spoils after hunting down a member of the Wu Sheng; he should have returned it to the Temple when he got back, but Gu Yuze had been a little curious.
He had always had a weakness for strange talismans. It was the only thing he might have gotten from her, her affinity for crafting talismans.
He has never needed it before.
He stood up and stretched his body; he had been cultivating all night, and he was feeling a little sore. Gu Yuze looked down from his window. The sunlight streamed down, and the flickering shadows cast by the parasol trees lent the courtyard an intense air of surreality, as if everything beneath the dazzling sun was but a dream.
The scene was soon broken by the loud laughter of two disciples passing by. They nudged each other as they walked, broad grins on their faces.
Gu Yuze frowned. His joy soon gave way to a little irritation. He pushed it down and closed the window.
"You really did it, and you are alright. That's good." The sheer relief in the brown eyes astounded Gu Yuze.
They did not have any secret relationship, right? After all, even though the senior had given him some fasting pills, his attitude towards him had been indifferent at best.
Gu Yuze had no idea that he had already been marked dead in so many students' brains, including the one in front of him. Dispersing your cultivation and rebuilding your foundation was not the same as making toast.
"You don't need to do your chores for this week. I have already submitted your slot as... completed."
Gu Yuze took a step back; his shoulders were a little tense as he smiled. "How can I ask Senior to do that for me?" This was a favor to him. Gu Yuze noted, and the irritation he had pushed back seemed to rear its head again.
He already owed Yi Hai for the fasting pills; he did not want to add another debt on his shoulders.
"There is no need for that. You can rest and consolidate your foundation."
Gu Yuze made no motion to move; his face was set as he shook his head like the last defense of a losing castle. "Thank you, Senior Yi, but I need to do this."
Yi Hai was taken back, but he nodded his head. "You owe 10 hours." He watched Gu Yuze as he entered the courtyard, and he shook his head. The Shaodi Cave must be magical; perhaps he should go there. He might attain a breakthrough.
As Gu Yuze worked, the spiritual energy in the air flowed naturally to his dantian. Breathe in, breathe out. The Xuan Shi Core Art was a continuous cultivation manual; as long as one continued the pattern of breathing, the influx of spiritual energy never stopped.
Foregoing his lectures once again, Gu Yuze worked from morning to late in the evening. By the time he clocked out, Yi Hai had already gone to do whatever other disciples do in the sect.
Gu Yuze just lay down on the grass and absentmindedly took out his phone to scroll on the Ghosts app.
His little comment yesterday, 'I am alive and well. Everyone, thank you very much for all your concern.' had sunk to the bottom of the hundreds of comments. Like a rock in an ocean, barely making any splash.
In his anger, Gu Yuze had forgotten that he had changed his account. Nobody knew he was Gu Yuze. Gu Yuze did not know particularly how to feel about that.
He was not angry anymore, so he rolled his eyes, letting it go.
Gu Yuze then scrolled to the homepage of the school forum. "I am dead. I am dead. How can I forget the materials for a simple banishing formation? My parents would hang me!" The trending posts in the school forum have changed once again.
Gu Yuze clicked it.
'Hanging you is good. At least there would be a body to bury. I am from the Chu Clan. Do you want to know what would happen to me if I fail these formation exams?"
"Chu Clan? Hahaha! Just try and reincarnate as soon as possible."
"Chu Clan? Have you tried to brush up your mundane world skills because you might be living there from now on?"
Gu Yuze chuckled, in the Taoism world, some clans were renowned for particular skills. Just as the Mo Clan was known for their Zhen Shi Si Lu, the Four Dictums of Earthbound Law, the Chu Clan was particularly known for their formation skills.
The forum was lively; it turned out that today was the exam day for the Formation Hall students.
As Gu Yuze read and laughed at the funny posts, something soon came to his mind, and he sat up immediately.
"Wasn't Gu Yuze despised because his actions during a field trip had caused serious injuries to another student?"
Wasn't it a Formation Hall field trip?
Doesn't that mean Gu Yuze is a Formation Hall student?
Ah! He slowly stood up and then sat down.
What do you do if you miss the exams of the body you transmigrated into? Urgently Waiting Online.