The sun was already up high in the sky when Wu LiJing entered a magnificent looking manor and knocked on the door to her master's study room. Her master was back and wanted to converse with her.
When she heard, "Come in," she slid the door open and entered the elegantly decorated room. A famous painting of a mountain scenery with poetic words was on the wall behind her master's desk. More elegant paintings were stationed around the room to keep walls from looking too empty.
Arrangements of plants and beautiful pottery were placed around to keep the space looking elegant and clean. There was a low-level large sitting desk placed all the way to the left with pale blue cushions surrounding it. Her master's main study desk was placed towards the middle right with some ink and paper on top of it, and a pot of orchid flower to decorate it with.
An exquisite large cabinet full of mini drawers, which were packed with various tea leaves, was placed on the right wall below a window. The pretty curtains separating his main study space were put up, making the space look even larger.
Her master liked elegance so his Moon Sect had to look elegant as well, including his living space. Her master probably carefully decorated this space for a few months before he was satisfied with it.
In the past, she witnessed him buying that expensive painting behind his desk because it suited his taste. He spent a fortune on it since it was such a famous painting. He needed it behind his desk since it was perfect. She was left quite speechless then, but now she was used to it if he ever did anything unreasonable. When one has lived a long life, it only made sense to have a few odd quirks.
She turned to the left and saw her master sitting with a profound aura around the circular table, placed in the middle left of the large room. The sect master wore a simple dark violet robe with his hair tied up into a bun with a black ribbon. He had a mature fine-looking face with barely-noticeable healthy wrinkles under his eyes. His brown pupils were intelligent and lively, making him appear amiable. It's obvious that he was popular when he was younger and probably still was among his peers.
The Sect Master was already more than one hundred years old, yet he still looked to be only around his mid-thirties. Wu LiJing once asked him why he didn't make himself look younger and he told her that looking older and more mature made others take him more seriously. But she knew he just didn't like how pretty his face would be instead if he looked like his younger self.
Once cultivators reach the Fourth Tier, or the Immortal Realm, they stop aging normally and can even control how young they look by using pills or learning a simple technique or spell by using their cultivation. Everyone did it so the age that one looks may not necessarily determine one's level.
Since Sect Master Wang was in his room, he didn't care to put up any airs and casually looked up when he saw his disciple. Wang WeiYue was currently brewing the new tea he just bought.
She saluted. "This disciple greets Master."
Wang WeiYue smiled, showing two handsome dimples. "LiJing. Come, try this tea." He invited her over to sit.
Wu LiJing stared at her master and went to sit down across from him. He poured her a cup of tea with smooth movements, full of grace. Wu LiJing took a sip.
"How is it?" he asked.
Wu LiJing took another sip. "Good."
"Ah, it's good to have a disciple who knows how to enjoy tea," Wang WeiYue muttered with a smile.
After a moment of peaceful silence, Wang WeiYue stood up and moved his hand in the air in a motion, creating a complicated shape in the air with his inner chi. Then the shape disappeared, and he sat back down.
Wu LiJing was familiar with that formation. Wang WeiYue used a spell to seal his room and prevent others from eavesdropping.
"LiJing, what stage are you in?" His tone became more serious.
"Currently in high-stage of the Body Enhancing Realm, Master." She knew her master could easily see what stage she was in, but he was still asking her anyway so she could report to him.
"Good. As you know, I haven't been around lately since some people have been keeping me busy. You should be training diligently even without me here. Concentrate on raising your level for the next few years. I want you to at least reach the next stage before the competition."
Wu LiJing nodded, listening carefully as she watched her master enjoy his delectable tea with a mild smile. It was obvious that something has been troubling him lately, yet he hasn't told her.
Wang WeiYue ventured out sometimes to enjoy life, he claims. But he mostly stayed in the sect, either to guide her and the disciples, relax and cultivate, or focus on his tea business. However, lately, she has been aware that he was frequently lost in thought and going out more than usual.
"Your use of chi is already very good, but you need to work better on your control. Sometimes, you let your emotions guide you, which can be useful, but can also be detrimental in a precarious situation. I know you don't like expressing your emotion, always bottling up everything inside. But remember to let those emotions out occasionally or they may erupt and destroy what you've built till now," he advised.
She was silent for a moment before she replied, "This disciple understands."
He pointed to her. "And speak out more! Sometimes, you get misunderstood and I have to get involved. Remember that one time I had to stop your fight with Master Tang's disciple? Just because you bumped into her and didn't apologize because you were lost in thought!"
Wu LiJing was silent for a moment and decided not to reply.
Wang WeiYue sighed. "Your stubborn nature is just like your father," he muttered under his breath. Then he dug into his sleeve, and took out a thin book, putting it on the table and sliding it towards his disciple. "Go read this. Make sure no one sees you reading it."
She saluted. "Yes, Master."
When Wu LiJing returned to her room, she meditated. Her master gave her the herbs he bought on his trip to help raise her level and she planned to use it. But then she suddenly heard the chirping of a bird by her window and quickly stood up to open it.
A blue bird slipped into her room and landed on her table. She took the small letter tied to the bird's leg and then the bird dissipated into the air like flying fireflies. She closed her window and opened the letter with quick hands.
After investigation, evidence of tampering. She felt her heart quicken.
Wu LiJing crushed the letter and a heavy pressure suddenly radiated from her body, covering the whole room. "I knew it," she muttered coldly. Light chuckles escaped her lips as she went to her desk and wrote on a small piece of paper with elegant letters. Be specific.
Then she took out a special black whistle and blew on it. No sound was released, yet beautiful tiny lights suddenly appeared and formed into the same blue bird from before. She tied the paper onto the bird's leg and let it out of her window. She smiled as she softly played with the pretty white tassel on her waist.
"Don't even think about running," she muttered with an impassive voice.
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