YM778.TV Chapter 4 - Cultivation Organization_1
Across from the secondary school, Pei Jinye looked at Ice Sister with a surprised expression.
He had not expected that she would be waiting for him here.
“What is this?”
He now held a bronze crescent in his hand, which bore the number [11] and a line of small characters with an address. Pei Jinye, not understanding, looked up.
“In this world, there are always some secret cultivation pavilions where both Transcendents and unawakened youngsters can go to train,” Ice Sister explained. “The item in your hand is an entry token for the [Bronze Association], and with it, you can enter and train whenever you like. However, you only have five months left until the big exam, so it’s up to you to make good use of your time. Moreover, there is a cultivation technique at the pavilion known as the [Blood Drawing Art], which can help you better control your vitality and, of course, greatly enhance your physical body.”
Upon hearing Ice Sister’s words, Pei Jinye was stunned for a moment.
A cultivation pavilion?
Whether it was the memories of his former self or the information he had gathered himself, he had never come across any cultivation pavilion. It was completely unheard of.
Indeed, being too weak meant being oblivious to many things.
But still…
“Is this thing very expensive?” Pei Jinye asked, holding the crescent, somewhat uncertain.
After all, there’s no such thing as a free lunch…
Ice Sister frowned slightly, not really wanting to explain, but she added one more sentence, “In my hands, this thing is just a piece of scrap iron. If I give it to you, it’s yours. What’s with all the questions? Do you want it or not?”
“I do!” Pei Jinye grinned in gratitude.
But before he could voice his thanks, Ice Sister, impatient, waved her hand dismissively, “Don’t talk about repaying me. You’re too weak. Awaken first, then talk.”
Pei Jinye tugged at the corner of his mouth.
Ice Sister’s way of speaking was indeed blunt.
However, her words were not wrong. He had not even awakened yet, so talking about repayment was as good as talking about nothing.
Still, he now had a trump card, and awakening was imperative!
As Ice Sister turned to leave, Pei Jinye’s voice suddenly called out, “Ice Sister, thank you.”
Without turning her head, Ice Sister waved, stepped into the sedan by the roadside, and quickly disappeared into the traffic.
Pei Jinye withdrew his gaze, his heart warmed, looking at the bronze crescent in his hand and murmuring to himself.
“There are still good people in this world…”
Five minutes later, the light rail train departed, and Pei Jinye walked through the car without finding the orb of light. Regretfully, he settled in a corner.
He then used his cell phone to call home, giving an early heads-up that he would return late, so as not to worry his parents.
He planned to check out the Bronze Association right away.
The journey wasn’t short. The light rail train took over twenty minutes, and during this time, his vitality was slowly increasing, as though it was about to break through 1.5 cards.
“Xuan Ninth District, Hibiscus Lane, number 178…”
After asking two pedestrians, Pei Jinye finally found the real entrance to the Bronze Association.
It had to be said that it was well hidden.
After navigating at least seven different alleys, and noting that there were not many surveillance cameras around, it seemed that even smart brains couldn’t detect this place.
Pei Jinye knocked on the door with the knocker.
It wasn’t long before the vermillion door opened and a round head peeked out. The person was quite young, in his early twenties, with a plump face, but spoke politely, “May I ask who you’re looking for?”
Pei Jinye took out the crescent, “Hello, I’m here to join.”
The other person looked at Pei Jinye, then at the crescent with surprise and suspicion, “Just you alone?”
Pei Jinye nodded.
The man gave him a curious glance, sized him up quietly, and without wasting words, opened the door to let him in. He didn’t touch the bronze crescent and led Pei Jinye through the long corridor toward the back courtyard in silence.
Along the way, Pei Jinye saw a few young men in blue martial robes. They noticed him too and openly sized him up without any attempt at discretion.
“A newcomer?”
“Looks like it.”
“But why is he alone? Didn’t his family send someone with him?”
“Don’t recognize him, which family’s offspring from out of town?”
“Or perhaps he got in through the back door?”
The murmuring voices reached Pei Jinye’s side, but his expression remained unchanged.
He had understood before arriving that cultivation was inseparable from money, and that those who could afford to cultivate here definitely had some wealth in their families.
However, what did that have to do with him? He was simply here to cultivate.
“Here we are, wait for me a moment, I’ll go notify them.”
“Thank you for the trouble.”
Pei Jinye stood quietly at the entrance, looking at this huge household that imitated an ancient courtyard, just the courtyard itself was bigger than his family’s previous house.
Wealthy indeed…..
As he was thinking, the door opened and the fat man came out, “Teacher Chang is calling you in, just answer whatever questions he asks directly.”
“Understood, thank you.”
The fat man shook his head without saying anything more and left. Pei Jinye stood at the entrance, took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and gently closed it behind him.
Directly in front of him, a gray-haired old man wearing loungewear squinted over at him, holding a smoking pipe, and took a puff.
“Where’s the Crescent Moon Order?”
Pei Jinye handed it over with both hands.
The gray-haired old man received it carelessly, inspected both sides, and then chuckled softly, “Indeed, it’s hers, quite interesting.”
He looked up and down at Pei Jinye, “From the looks of you, aside from the breathing method learned at school, you haven’t cultivated anything else, right?”
“That’s correct, Teacher Chang,” Pei Jinye replied honestly.
The gray-haired old man lazily took another puff, the smoke swirled around, the pungent smell was somewhat irritating, but Pei Jinye seemed as if he hadn’t noticed it at all.
The gray-haired old man slowly said, “Did she explain to you clearly that studying here isn’t free?”
Pei Jinye’s heart tightened, and he replied with a serious tone, “I am unaware, please enlighten me, Teacher Chang.”
The gray-haired old man seemed unsurprised, “Cultivating here requires a fee, I will teach you the Blood Drawing Art, provide a daily dose of medicinal soup, and if you do well with the Blood Drawing Art, I’ll teach you techniques, of course, the teaching fee is not cheap.”
Pei Jinye remained silent.
If Ice Sister had noticed his predicament, she wouldn’t have sent him here just to be turned away.
The gray-haired old man smiled, “Of course, since she personally recommended you, the tuition can be waived, but I need to be clear about one thing, the Crescent Moon Order indeed can recommend someone, but there are time limitations, I can’t provide free support forever.”
“Please proceed, Teacher Chang,” Pei Jinye said calmly.
The gray-haired old man said indifferently, “After one month, if you can’t pass the cultivation technique assessment, you’ll leave the way you came.”
Pei Jinye’s heart fluctuated briefly and he asked cautiously, “What if I pass?”
The gray-haired old man paused, looked at him, then laughed softly without replying but pressed the intercom on his desk, “Little Yin, come here for a moment.”
Almost instantly.
There was a knock on the door.
The gray-haired old man said flatly, “Enter.”
Pei Jinye turned his head to look.
A tall young woman entered, her skin dark, her build sturdy, but she appeared to have no excess fat, just pure muscle.
“Teacher Chang,” Li Xiaoyin entered the room expressionlessly, seemingly not even noticing Pei Jinye, and respectfully greeted the old man smoking at the desk.
The gray-haired old man gestured towards Pei Jinye, “This is a new disciple, you’ll be responsible for teaching him the Drawing Blood Art, hone his physical body first before teaching.”
“Yes, Teacher Chang.”
Li Xiaoyin looked at Pei Jinye and said bluntly, “Follow me.”
Pei Jinye looked towards Teacher Chang, bowed respectfully with his hands clasped, and then followed Li Xiaoyin out.
Back in the room.
Teacher Chang held the smoking pipe with one hand, puffing away, and with his other hand, he fiddled with the Crescent Moon Order, “Just for this kid, you’re willing to use this favor?”