Chapter 1596: Chapter 1578: The Entry Examination Day for the Ethereal Immortal Palace is Approaching, the Hellish Training Intensifies_1 Chapter 1596: Chapter 1578: The Entry Examination Day for the Ethereal Immortal Palace is Approaching, the Hellish Training Intensifies_1 With the Guang Qin matter settled and no worries in sight, Lin Qingluo took solace, spending his leisure time tending to the orchards, brewing fine wine, and settling into a routine in the Spirit Realm.
Mo Yi directed the young men to clear the land and plant crops, with significant results.
At the transition of autumn to winter, rice fields and vegetable patches vibrated with life – tender new shoots greeted the winter sun, comfortably stretching their branches and leaves.
Lotus blossoms bloomed in the canal, encircling the entire farm, and the peach orchard reflected their glow. The sight was breathtakingly beautiful.
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The once-every-three-year entrance assessment for the Ethereal Immortal Palace was drawing near, and Mo Yi's training became even more severe.
Mu Fan, Lin Jinming, and Lin Jinhua, the three disciples, bore the brunt of the special attention. The training was more brutal than hell, as if they were skinned alive daily. It was horrifying.
Wang Meng, Feng Yi, and Shitou didn't fare much better. After every training, they'd collapse on the ground, too exhausted to even stand, their legs cramping painfully.
Mo Canglan and Yi Xian'er were luckier as they accompanied Jiang Feng to learn alchemy and divination.
Jiang Feng, gentle in temperament, taught them well.
Mo Canglan's alchemy skill was progressing rapidly, successfully breaking through to the fourth level of elixir refining, boosting his confidence.
With the Master's approval, accompanied by Jiang Feng and Yi Xian'er, he traveled to Longyan City to take the Alchemist qualification exam. He smoothly passed it and became a fourth-level Alchemist of the Alchemy Alliance.
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Ge Qiuyan and Yi Xian'er's characters matched well, and after spending a lot of time together, they became good friends who shared countless stories and secrets.
When the winter solstice arrived, Ge Qiuyan cheerfully picked some fresh mushrooms from the forest and brought them to the Lin Residence.
As she was flying over the Stone Arch Bridge, a Flood Dragon Flying Carriage appeared from afar at an extremely high speed and almost hit her as it flew past.
“What the hell! Who is so domineering!”
She teetered on her flying sword, barely maintaining her balance before she grumbled in discontent.
Just as she was shouting, the Flood Dragon Flying Carriage spun half a circle and flew back.
“Ah!”
She thought the carriage was charging at her, and she let out a scream of fright.
However, the anticipated collision didn't happen. The Flood Dragon Flying Carriage changed its direction midway, flying towards the Lin Residence. It passed over the farmland and landed slowly before the peach grove.
“Who is that? Riding a Flood Dragon carriage, so arrogant!”
She patted her terrified heart, craning her neck curiously towards the direction of the peach grove.
“Father, this is Immortal Lin's house.”
As the Flood Dragon Flying Carriage landed, Jiang Manyun opened the carriage door and got out first.
“So this is where Immortal Lin lives, it's quite beautiful.”
Jiang Chenxi jumped out of the carriage, stretched lazily, and exclaimed loudly: “The environment here is gorgeous – the green mountains and rivers, the pastoral scenery. It's much better than Sifang City.”
“Ahem.”
Lord Jiang Yefeng of Sifang, hearing this, coughed uncomfortably, hinting at his son to keep quiet.
Chenxi, who had been spoiled since childhood, was not one to listen. Ignoring his father's warning, he continued praising the scenery without restraint.
“Chenxi, when you see Immortal Lin later, refrain from flattery that might offend her.”
Jiang Manyun pulled her brother to the side, speaking softly: “Immortal Lin is extraordinary. Both senior ancestors and the sect leader value her highly. You must watch your words in her presence. Don't do anything to upset her.”
“I get it, Sister. You've repeated this nearly a hundred times.”
Jiang Chenxi, annoyed, grumbled: “Do you think, I, your brother, am so incompetent? Just look at this handsome face, who could ever be repulsed by it?”
“You… ”
Jiang Manyun was at a loss for words. Just as she was about to lecture him, she sensed her father's stern glare and reluctantly closed her mouth.
In their father's eyes, every strand of his son's hair was valuable.
A daughter was only meant to serve the family- to make it shine and add warmth. In the end, she was destined to become sacrificial lambs in political marriages.
Chapter end
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