The day before heading to the High Sect, Mother started helping Mu Yanxi pack her things, stuffing everything into the terminal ring—clothes, blankets, snacks—anything she could think of.
Mu Yanxi could only watch, her face covered with black lines.
“Mom, stop packing, what’s the use of these things? Spiritual Moon High Sect has everything.” Mu Yanxi tried to persuade her. Honestly, even if they didn’t, it wouldn’t matter.
Cultivators could meditate anywhere; they neither got hungry nor tired. All this was unnecessary.
“No, what if you don’t get used to the beds in the High Sect dorm? What if the cafeteria food isn’t as good as at home? It’s better to be prepared,” Mother insisted.
Mu Yanxi looked helplessly at Father, who shrugged his shoulders, meaning that Mother was always like this at such times and he couldn’t persuade her either.
Mu Yanxi had no choice but to give up. Anyway, the internal space of the terminal ring was huge—more than ten times bigger than her storage pouch in her previous life. She could just pack more things if she wanted.
Still, there were a few things she herself wanted to bring. They were all the bits and pieces of scrap metal the original owner and her older sister had picked up from the junkyard, now piled in the storage room.
Mu Yanxi had gone to take a look, and the Immortal Brain showed that quite a few items could be repaired, even displaying the repair methods.
She planned to bring them to Spiritual Moon High Sect and study them slowly.
Two days before School Opening Day, Father said he’d drive Mu Yanxi to Spiritual Moon High Sect, but she firmly refused.
She’d checked the terminal ring—Spiritual Moon High Sect was in Yuzhen City’s Upper City, only twenty minutes away if she flew quickly. There was really no need for a car ride.
And for some reason, Mu Yanxi felt a strong sense of embarrassment at the idea of her parents driving her to the High Sect. It seemed to be a lingering reaction from the original owner, as if it would be terribly humiliating.
Mu Yanxi thought to herself, having already been forced to become a girl, it would be even more embarrassing to have her parents drive her to an all-girls sect.
Luckily, Father wasn’t as stubborn as Mother, and after much persuasion, he agreed not to take her.
On School Opening Day, Mother solemnly handed three Middle Grade Spirit Stones and over a hundred Lower Grade Spirit Stones to Mu Yanxi.
This seemed to be the first time Mu Yanxi had seen physical spirit stones in this world, so she couldn’t help but ask, “What are these for?”
“They’re for your daily cultivation. Also, just in case—if any classmates bully you, you can give them a few spirit stones to ward off disaster. It’s better to avoid trouble when you can,” Mother said.
“Ha…” Mu Yanxi was a bit confused. What’s bullying? She checked the Immortal Brain, which explained it meant exclusion, mistreatment, or extortion by classmates.
Mu Yanxi shook her head—back in her previous life, fellow sect disciples cared for one another. Even if there were conflicts, they were mostly about interests.
She couldn’t understand why there would be senseless bullying or exclusion. Extortion, though, she could understand.
Mu Yanxi still accepted her mother’s kind intention. On one hand, she really did need spirit stones for cultivation. On the other, her mother couldn’t be dissuaded.
As for bullying, she didn’t care at all—what cultivator would be so bored?
You all.
After emptying the storage room’s scrap metal into the terminal ring, Mu Yanxi said, “Then goodbye, Mom and Dad! I’ll come back to visit whenever I get the chance.”
***
After stepping out the door, Mu Yanxi hopped onto her glideboard and flew straight for the Upper City. Actually, Spiritual Moon High Sect was still a bit far away.
Mu Yanxi soared straight up, and after flying for more than ten minutes through layers upon layers of ancient towers and pavilions, she finally emerged into the sunlight of Yuzhen City.
The Upper City of Yuzhen City, where you could see the sky, was truly beautiful—clean and tidy, with painted beams and carved railings, in stark contrast to the filth and gloom of the Lower City.
At a glance, Mu Yanxi spotted the Spiritual Moon High Sect floating in mid-air.