“Bai Yuelin… Bai Yuelin…”

After leaving the Profound Star Sect’s office, Ye Anping browsed the area for a place to set up his therapy shop while muttering the name of the senior sister he had just met.

After pondering for a while, he finally recalled that she was the one responsible for assessing the sword techniques and spells of new disciples during the selection process, right?

In the game, she was one of the steps in the new disciple combat tutorial for players who chose to join the Profound Star Sect.

In the Profound Star Sect, players can also receive a minor side quest from her, titled “Consoling Injured Senior Sister Bai.”

As a disciple of the Profound Star Sect, Bai Yuelin is responsible for part of the initiation sword trial, which means she duels with each of the new disciples aspiring to join the sect.

She’s at the Mid Foundation Establishment stage, and her swordsmanship is decent. Unfortunately, this time she drew the group that included Feng Yudie.

When Feng Yudie stepped forward to prepare for the sword trial, Bai Yuelin saw her smiling mischievously and interpreted it as arrogance due to her natural spirit root. Bai Yuelin then taunted her a few times.

The outcome of the trial was obvious—Bai Yuelin was utterly defeated by Feng Yudie.

And because the trial took place in front of numerous elders, new disciples, and hundreds of inner sect disciples, practically the entire sect knew that she had lost to a junior sister in the Qi Refining stage.

Bai Yuelin retreated to her own room, huddled up and crying under her blanket for several days. She even began to question her own life.

It’s not difficult to understand—the achievement of decades of hard cultivation being easily shattered by someone who had been cultivating for less than ten years. Unless one were incredibly carefree, such a blow would naturally be devastating.

The gap brought about by innate talent and aptitude is almost infinite in the world of cultivation.

Thinking about this, Ye Anping suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at the Profound Star Sect’s office he had just exited.

He was tempted to go back and set up a psychological defense for Bai Yuelin, but after some rational consideration, he decided to console her later. In the game, if a player completed the task of consoling Bai Yuelin, they would receive a 20% discount on purchases in the Profound Star Sect’s market.

Originally, he planned to make money through the therapy center and then buy necessary cultivation pills and books for himself and Pei Lengxue in the Profound Star Sect’s market. A 20% discount could save a significant amount of spiritual stones.

So, Ye Anping put aside thoughts about Bai Yuelin and began to carefully plan his therapy center.

From Bai Yuelin’s reaction to the foot massage he had just given her, his therapy technique seemed to be effective for cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage. However, her reaction also indicated that therapy was still a relatively unfamiliar concept for cultivators. The main issue was that having a stranger, especially a male, touch their bare feet and back was generally uncomfortable for female cultivators.

Even Bai Yuelin, who had agreed to let him touch her feet, likely did so because he was just a fifteen-year-old boy. Solving this problem could be achieved by hiring a female cultivator as an apprentice. However, the challenge was finding a female cultivator willing to become an apprentice in his therapy center.

Considering these thoughts, Ye Anping continued to contemplate his plans for the therapy center.

Moreover, he had a personality that didn’t particularly enjoy asking others for help.

“Hmm… This is a bit tricky.”

Ye Anping propped his chin up and pondered for a moment. Suddenly, he noticed a clothing store not far away. He blinked, and an idea lit up in his mind. He walked over to the store.

A female cultivator inside the store glanced at Ye Anping and hurriedly approached, asking, “Young master, are you here to have custom clothing made?”

“Yes.”

“Do you have any specific requirements for the fabric or style? At the Red Robe Pavilion, we can make all sorts of clothing, whether it’s formal wear, wedding attire, mourning clothes, or even longevity robes.”

“I don’t know much about fabrics and styles. Just make it according to…” Ye Anping glanced around, finally spotting the clothing the female cultivator was wearing, and said, “Make it like the one you’re wearing.”

“Huh?” The female cultivator was puzzled, looking at her own silk dress. “Young master, this is women’s clothing. How should I replicate this for you?”

“Yes, I never said I came here to have men’s clothing made.”

…

Meanwhile, at the front of the Profound Star Sect’s main hall.

Pei Lengxue covered her face and walked, dragging her steps, finally reaching the last step of the thousand-step mountain path.

Her eye twitched as she glanced sideways at the currently attached to her leg, unwilling to let go, Feng Yudie. Her irritation faded in an instant.

Pei Lengxue had no idea what Feng Yudie was up to.

Barking like a dog in front of everyone and being dragged up at least a thousand steps of stairs, while lying on the ground and letting her chest and belly scrape against the steps, she still didn’t utter a sound.

“…”

Seeing Pei Lengxue’s gaze, Feng Yudie immediately smiled at her with narrowed eyes.

“Woof! Woof woof~”

Pei Lengxue opened her mouth, sighed deeply with a touch of exasperation, and asked, “What do you really want to do? Let go!!”

“I just want to make you happy, Junior Sister Pei. Can’t you smile for me?”

Pei Lengxue clenched her fist involuntarily and then lifted her other foot, intending to kick Feng Yudie away. However, Feng Yudie was also agile. As Pei Lengxue tried to kick her with the other foot, she swiftly turned to the side, avoiding the kick while still holding onto her leg.

Seeing this, Pei Lengxue attempted to kick her a few more times, but each time Feng Yudie managed to dodge while keeping her grip on her leg.

Pei Lengxue felt somewhat helpless. She saw that the Profound Star Sect disciples who were welcoming the new disciples were already looking their way. She quickly covered her face with one hand and asked, “How do I get you to let go?”

“Just smile once, if you smile, I’ll let go immediately.”

“…” Pei Lengxue gritted her teeth and then forced a slightly sinister smile, “Is that enough?”

Feng Yudie pursed her lips and shook her head, saying, “Not sweet enough, one more time.”

This girl is pushing her limits!

Pei Lengxue couldn’t tolerate it any longer. She pointed her index finger like a sword, directly drawing the sword from her storage pouch. With a swift motion, she lunged at Feng Yudie’s back, intending to stab her through.

Feng Yudie was taken aback and quickly released Pei Lengxue’s leg, rolling several times on the ground to evade the attack.

Embarrassed, she got up from the ground and looked at the sword that had plunged ten inches into the ground. She asked, “Junior Sister Pei, were you trying to kill me?”

“Hmph.” Pei Lengxue snorted coldly and retrieved the sword into her storage pouch.

“Alright, alright.” Feng Yudie put her hands behind her back and lowered her head, speaking in a conciliatory tone, “I’m sorry, alright? I won’t do this anymore. Besides, why would you be happy just because I pretended to be a little dog? You’ve been walking all this way without smiling even once, Junior Sister Pei, you look so beautiful when you smile.”

Pei Lengxue didn’t bother responding to her thoughts. Meanwhile, a disciple from the Profound Star Sect who had come to welcome the new disciples approached them.

Seeing Feng Yudie’s disheveled appearance, with her hair messy and clothes covered in dust and leaves, the disciple subconsciously thought she was Pei Lengxue’s servant. The disciple initiated conversation, “Young friend, are you here to participate in the sect selection?”

Pei Lengxue quickly bowed in greeting and then pointed at Feng Yudie beside her, saying, “Senior, you’ve misunderstood. I am her companion.”

“Ah?” The disciple was puzzled, glancing at Feng Yudie on the side. In a perplexed tone, they asked, “Are you here to participate in the sect selection?”

“Yes, yes!” Feng Yudie blinked her eyes, “I’m here to participate in the sect selection.”

“The Profound Star Sect only accepts single spiritual roots, dual spiritual roots, or disciples from prominent families.”

“Have those two come over!”

At that moment, Elder Wang’s voice came from behind the Profound Star Sect disciples.

The disciple turned to look, quickly bowing, “Yes, Elder.”

Elder Wang walked up to Feng Yudie and Pei Lengxue. Seeing Feng Yudie’s unkempt appearance, he also furrowed his brows and asked, “What happened to you?”

“I was holding…”

Pei Lengxue quickly interrupted, “She accidentally rolled down the hill while coming up.”