Although there were many items, most of them seemed utterly useless at the moment.

Especially those pots and pans—Chu Xingchen feared they might have been made from the ashes of some eminent monk.

He certainly didn't have the habit of using someone else's skull as a rice bowl.

So, under Chu Xingchen's strict orders, those oddly shaped pots and pans were forbidden from entering the kitchen.

As for the other items, Li Yingling could take whatever she wanted back to her room, and the rest were to be thrown into the unoccupied side room.

Moreover, there was that wooden fish bell from the monk's passing...

He really didn't know if it was good or bad.

Chu Xingchen let Li Yingling handle it herself; otherwise, whenever he saw it, he'd be tempted to use the wooden fish mallet to knock on her little head.

So, despite the large pile of items, after some sorting, only a few were actually useful.

Fortunately, the quilt wasn't something offered by a monk or a sage.

It was just an ordinary silk quilt.

Otherwise, Chu Xingchen might feel like someone was pressing down on him while he slept at night.

After organizing, most of the items ended up in the side room.

Plus, there was no need to clean up.

The three of them quickly gathered in Chu Xingchen's bedroom, preparing to hold a full sect meeting.

Chu Xingchen placed a Blood Qi Spirit Stone from his spatial ring on the table:

"All the spirit stones from the mine have been tainted with Blood Qi like this."

Li Xingtian frowned slightly; the spirit stones he used for teleportation at the mine were of this type. He initially thought there were only a few, and Master just took them for temporary use.

"What's wrong with it?" Li Yingling picked up the Blood Qi Spirit Stone and examined it, "It doesn't seem to be a problem, right?"

Li Yingling was a novice in cultivation, having not practiced for long. She relied purely on her talent to rapidly increase her cultivation level, and her knowledge of cultivation came from reading novels and storybooks.

To her, the spirit stone merely changed color, and she could sense that the spiritual energy inside hadn't decreased.

At most, it just had an unpleasant color.

Chu Xingchen vividly explained, "If you took this thing out at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Bureau and managed to walk out, it would mean those guys are freeloaders."

Li Yingling instantly understood:

"So, Master, we came to Yuzhou City this time to resolve the spirit stone issue?"

"Yes, I've already asked someone to help solve it." Chu Xingchen nodded lightly.

"In the meantime, you two should focus on cultivating. Once the spirit stone issue is resolved, we'll find a good place to go."

Li Xingtian nodded to show he understood.

Li Yingling had her own little idea, pouting and looking at her master with pleading eyes:

"Master, the Lantern Festival in Yuzhou City is coming... I've never attended it."

Li Yingling came from a prominent family, but being born out of wedlock, she wasn't favored.

With her mother being ill for many years, Li Yingling often stayed by her side, rarely leaving the mansion, let alone going out for festivals.

While at the mansion, Li Yingling could only gaze at the high courtyard walls, listening to the sounds of merriment outside.

Perhaps only Li Yingling understood how much she longed to see the dragon and fish dances outside.

"Alright... we'll go out and enjoy the Lantern Festival for a day."

Chu Xingchen agreed, understanding his first disciple's situation. Her childhood wasn't great, and going out for a day during the Lantern Festival wasn't a big deal.

Li Yingling wasn't foolish and hadn't caused any trouble for herself.

She was considerate and reliable at critical moments.

"Thank you, Master!" Li Yingling beamed with a bright smile, "Master is the best in the world!"

After receiving the title of "best in the world" from Li Yingling, the meeting was nearing its end.

These Blood Qi Spirit Stones weren't suitable for Li Yingling's cultivation, as the Blood Qi inside could easily disrupt a cultivator's practice.

A higher cultivation level and mental state could handle it, but Li Yingling wasn't at that level.

So, Li Yingling was tasked with practicing her divine abilities more, aiming to improve further.

Li Xingtian, however, could use the Blood Qi Spirit Stones for cultivation, as his current inner cultivation method seemed somewhat sinister...

At least it could absorb Blood Qi from living beings... which seemed somewhat related to evil cultivation.

Li Xingtian didn't ask much about the cultivation technique, and Chu Xingchen naturally didn't offer any explanations...

The cultivation technique provided by the system was beyond Chu Xingchen's understanding.

After all, once cultivated, the system's inner cultivation method should have no side effects and shouldn't turn him into a demon king.

Although the cultivation might seem a bit sinister, it shouldn't be too... sinister, right?

Since Li Xingtian absorbed the Blood Qi of a Core Formation cultivator, his cultivation level had risen to the Mid Foundation Establishment Stage, catching up with his senior sister.

During the waiting period in Yuzhou City, Li Xingtian could use the Blood Qi Spirit Stones for cultivation, and it seemed he would soon surpass his senior sister.

As for what Chu Xingchen would do?

Naturally, it was... to openly be lazy.

After all, his first disciple was exceptionally talented, and her divine abilities were as good as his own.

His second disciple was diligent in cultivation, and his spiritual energy was equivalent to Chu Xingchen's own.

With the system's rewards, a single spirit stone was effectively used as two, so using spirit stones for his own cultivation would be a wasteful act.

Therefore, after setting up a shielding formation in Li Xingtian's room to ensure no spiritual energy fluctuations during cultivation would attract attention, Chu Xingchen had completed all he needed to do.

Previously, he had to cook to satisfy his disciples' appetites, but now that they were in Yuzhou City, they could eat out whenever they wanted.

Although he lacked spirit stones, Chu Xingchen still had plenty of silver and gold.

As an immortal, he was dirt poor, but as a mortal, he was wealthy—this was the true portrayal of Chu Xingchen.

Thus, a few days later, with nothing to do, Chu Xingchen decided to embark on a mental cultivation journey—fishing.

Since fishing wasn't allowed in Yuzhou City, he had to go outside the city to fish.

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So, not far from Yuzhou City, by a large river, Chu Xingchen lounged in a chair, holding a fishing rod, leisurely fishing.

From time to time, a surge of pure spiritual energy would flow into Chu Xingchen's body—this was the feedback from Li Xingtian's cultivation.

It was the complete realization of automated cultivation.

And through the feedback, Chu Xingchen could also gauge Li Xingtian's level of laziness for the day, which was akin to remote monitoring.

For a disciple who liked to be lazy, being able to remotely catch them was quite satisfying, though both of his disciples were quite diligent.

Li Xingtian, in particular, stood out, dedicating almost all his time to cultivation.

Chu Xingchen often received feedback rewards from the system.

"Sigh... another day without catching anything."

As the sun began to set, Chu Xingchen planned to pack up and head home. He hadn't caught a single fish in the past few days.

In his previous life, he rarely fished, and after coming to this world, he was too busy running around to recruit a disciple, leaving no time for fishing.

However, going home empty-handed was not an option.

He couldn't go home empty-handed, not even if he drained the water, and let his disciples laugh at him.

Just as Chu Xingchen was about to reel in his line and give the disrespectful fish a little shock from a Golden Core cultivator...

The feel of the rod suddenly became heavy.

Chu Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he forcefully lifted the fishing rod.

Finally, he caught a fish through fishing!

As the rod rose above the water, a large figure leaped out of the water.

Chu Xingchen glanced at it—a big fish...

Then he frowned and looked again.

Motherfucker! It wasn't a fish! It was a huge corpse!

This must be Li Yingling's fault; that wooden fish must be cursed!

What nonsense about the monk's merit, whose merit results in fishing up a corpse instead of fish?

When he got back, he'd have Li Yingling burn that damned wooden fish!