I Reloaded the Save File! [Transmigration] - Chapter 23

“Revered Master, I will be responsible for Junior Sister’s safety on this trip, so please rest assured,” Yun Yu said to Xuan Shuang with a serious expression. “Barring any accidents, I will send a communication back every ten days to report our safety.”

Xuan Shuang nodded. “Do not blindly pursue speed. Along the way, listen more, observe more, and think more.”

“Yes, this disciple keeps your teachings in mind,” Yun Yu replied. When outsiders were present, she was a perfectly proper Senior Sister. Apart from the distinct emotion in her eyes when looking at Xuan Shuang, she revealed no other hint.

This was why Mo Xiao hadn’t noticed anything in her past life. Had she not accidentally overheard the conversation between Yun Yu and her Revered Master, Mo Xiao might never have discovered the subtle relationship between the two in this life either.

“Yun Mu.” Xuan Shuang shifted her gaze to Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao bowed with cupped hands: “Revered Master.”

“Remember to think carefully before making a decision. Once a decision is made, do not regret it. You must learn to accept any result,” Xuan Shuang said. “You must stick to your original intention, do not care too much about the opinions of others, and just do what you feel is right.”

Mo Shuang was quite concerned about Mo Xiao’s change in Sword Intent, constantly worrying that her disciple might take a wrong turn and enter a dead end. If she developed inner demons, things would become very tricky.

Mo Xiao nodded. “Yes, this disciple understands.”

After instructing Yun Yu and Mo Xiao, the only one left was Zuo Wuyi. Looking at Zuo Wuyi, who was now almost as tall as herself, Xuan Shuang’s eyes held a touch of gratification.

During the years her second disciple was in seclusion, this little disciple was the one she spent the most time with. When Zuo Wuyi first entered the sect, she was an eight-year-old sprout, and in the blink of an eye, she had grown into an adult, nearly matching her own height.

“With Yun Yu and Yun Mu traveling together, I don’t worry about your safety. I am very much at ease with them,” Xuan Shuang said. “By all rights, I should have given you a Dao name when you were about to break through. But your current cultivation level should not be exposed, so we will postpone this matter for now.”

“This time, I hope you will be more forgiving. Everyone’s circumstances and views are different. Your master hopes you will not look at things too superficially, but more comprehensively,” Xuan Shuang instructed. “Also, your master is not asking you to restrain yourself or deliberately yield in anything. If you truly encounter something that sparks your indignation, take action only after ensuring your safety.”

Xuan Shuang had interacted with Zuo Wuyi for so long that she had a good grasp of her personality. Her little disciple was not someone who confused right and wrong; she was just a bit extreme in temperament.

Zuo Wuyi nodded. “Revered Master, rest assured. This disciple understands.” With Mo Xiao accompanying her, her mood would be much better. When she was in a good mood, her interactions with others would naturally be more tolerant, and she wouldn’t resort to violence at the slightest disagreement.

After giving her instructions one by one, Xuan Shuang took a step back, standing in place to watch her three disciples leave.

Looking back at her somewhat empty cave dwelling, and thinking of Yun He and her fourth disciple who were out traveling and had not returned, Xuan Shuang suddenly felt a sense of loneliness. Come to think of it, this was the first time all five of her disciples were traveling outside, leaving only her in the sect.

However, the path to the Great Dao is inherently solitary and lonely. Even with five disciples, it was the same; there would always be a day of separation. She would treat this as getting used to it in advance.

To reach the extremely cold region from the Wendao Sect required at least a month of travel. This was calculated at Mo Xiao’s speed of sword flight. If Zuo Wuyi were flying on her sword, it would take her a full three months to reach the extremely cold region.

“The destination is indeed the extremely cold region, but that doesn’t mean we have to rush there immediately. We can look for small secret realms along the way,” Yun Yu produced a map from somewhere. It only marked the names of a few major cities.

Zuo Wuyi curiously leaned over to look. “Are we taking this middle path?”

“That’s the tentative plan. We’ll pass through about four to five large cities. If we rest in each one, we should reach our destination in about three months,” Yun Yu produced a charcoal pen from somewhere and drew out the approximate route.

“We’ll head north for three days first to check out the nearest Fenghua City,” Yun Yu said, then turned to look at Zuo Wuyi and Mo Xiao. “What do Junior Sister and Little Junior Sister think? If you’d prefer to change location first, there are plenty of other major cities nearby to choose from.”

Mo Xiao nodded. “Fenghua City is fine. I don’t have anywhere specific I want to go.”

“Senior Sister Yun Yu has experience. I’ll listen to Senior Sister,” Zuo Wuyi replied obediently.

After setting their destination, the three prepared to depart. Zuo Wuyi had initially thought she would hitch a ride on Mo Xiao’s sword, but before she could say anything, Yun Yu took out a Spiritual Energy Boat from her storage space.

“Junior Sister, to ensure the speed of our journey, you and I will take turns providing spiritual energy,” Yun Yu didn’t think there was anything wrong with her action and stepped right onto the boat.

“Okay,” Mo Xiao nodded, very naturally taking Zuo Wuyi’s hand and leading her onto the boat.

Zuo Wuyi curiously inspected the Spiritual Energy Boat. “Senior Sister, where did this spirit boat come from?” She had never seen anything like it in her many years in her past life.

“This Spiritual Energy Boat was crafted for me by an Elder in the Artifact Pavilion,” Yun Yu said, smiling a little sheepishly. “Don’t let this spirit boat fool you; in some ways, it’s actually a failed spiritual artifact.”

“Why?” Zuo Wuyi asked, confused.

“Because the spiritual energy for this boat must be provided by cultivators. Furthermore, the speed of the boat is tied to the cultivator’s cultivation level. If we want to go faster, a higher-cultivation person needs to supply the energy,” Yun Yu explained. “The spiritual energy consumption is about twenty times that of sword flight, and this boat can only carry a maximum of five people, so it’s not cost-effective.”

“But since we are already out here for cultivation, this also counts as a form of practice, so I brought it out,” Yun Yu said.

Zuo Wuyi nodded, understanding. If that were the case, ordinary cultivators really wouldn’t use the Spiritual Energy Boat to travel, as insufficient spiritual energy was a very dangerous matter.

The Spiritual Energy Boat was not large, but it was very comfortable for meditation and rest. One could sit or lie down, and it offered shelter from the wind and rain. In terms of comfort, it was comparable to a plane’s first class.

Yun Yu and Mo Xiao were both at the early Nascent Soul Stage. With the two of them taking turns every six shichen (twelve hours), they arrived at Fenghua City on the evening of the third day. The Spiritual Energy Boat stopped in an open area near the city gate. After all three had disembarked, Yun Yu quickly put it away.

To avoid drawing too much attention, Mo Xiao and Yun Yu suppressed their cultivation by one major stage, appearing as two early Golden Core cultivators traveling with a young, early Foundation Establishment Junior Sister.

Fenghua City was a place inhabited purely by cultivators. The rare few without cultivation were usually people who had suffered a setback in their cultivation and needed to start over.

In Fenghua City, which was packed with cultivators, the cultivation levels of Mo Xiao’s group appeared quite ordinary. Apart from occasional curious glances, they didn’t attract anyone’s attention.

Mo Xiao’s group didn’t attract attention, but that didn’t mean the city was quiet. Before they walked a few steps, they saw a half-grown child running wildly down the street, pursued by a group of people dressed as guards.

“Stop! You little thief! Someone stop him! He stole the Young Master’s item!” The guards were only in the rudimentary Qi Cultivation Stage. They were already panting heavily after not running very far.

“Be careful,” Mo Xiao pulled Zuo Wuyi toward herself to prevent the rushing young thief from bumping into Zuo Wuyi.

The young thief glanced at Mo Xiao, then turned to look at his increasingly close pursuers. As they brushed past each other, he quickly slipped the item in his hand onto Mo Xiao’s waist.

“I’ve been wronged! I was just passing by, and they insisted I stole something and wanted to beat me to death! That’s why I ran!” As soon as the item left his hand, the young thief began to cry out in protest.