Banshee Family Training Record

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Chapter 96 A Short Story During the Rain

As she spoke, Zhu Yunqing sighed, "But your second sister is different. Although she has become a member of the family and occasionally helps out, she still believes in the idea of ​​being the only one who matters. The resources of the younger generation must be used to support her cultivation, and she won't let go of even the smallest benefit."

She said this, but what she didn't say was that she believed the clan patriarch, Granny Huaishan, probably thought the same way.

Yun Chu'an listened with a complicated expression. Zhu Yunqing continued, "You've only been married into the family for less than a year, which is still a short time, yet you already have such a knack for making money. Your potential is limitless. She doesn't know this yet, but if she does in the future, she will definitely come and exploit you to the bone."

“You have no way to protect yourself in front of her, so just go along with her for now. Come back to me later, and my sister and I will help you get justice.”

Yun Chu'an remained vigilant, responding to each request and indicating that he would keep them in mind. Just then, a torrential downpour was about to begin, so Zhu Yunqing straightened his collar before letting him go back. She then turned and used her supernatural powers to speed towards her cave.

After she left, the rain poured down. Yun Chu'an took shelter in the house. Qi Qiao, who had already woken up, heard the noise and jumped out of the coffin to look for him.

He then took her in his arms and led her back to his bedroom. The room was no longer empty; when the bandits were still around, he had asked them to bring a large bed, wardrobe, desk, dressing table, and other furniture from the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain and deliver them here.

Although it was quite simple, at least it resembled a home.

Outside, the thunderstorm grew increasingly fierce, with howling winds and flashing lightning, creating a rather frightening scene. He held Qi Qiao in his arms as they lay on the bed, snuggling together, not going anywhere, just telling her stories, jokes, and making her laugh, feeling incredibly peaceful.

He could already envision a peaceful and tranquil cultivation life for a considerable period of time to come. As long as he wasn't unlucky enough to be approached by that selfish second sister, he would have plenty of good days ahead of him.

Well, I can't relax too much. After improving my cultivation, I need to learn some new skills and save up more spirit stones.

In this way, you can redeem the good items in the system store as soon as possible.

To keep an eye on my mother-in-law, I still need to rely on those things.

That's what he thought. However, what he didn't expect was that being approached by his second sister was only the beginning. Tonight, something even more exciting was waiting for him.

It was getting late, and after a night of dual cultivation with Qi Qiao, he lay down and went to sleep with the girl in his arms.

Then, in the middle of the night, a series of loud knocks on the door suddenly woke him from his sleep. Filled with intense dissatisfaction and resentment, he yelled at the door, "Who is it? Why are you here at this hour? What do you want?!"

He's quite a figure now, managing thirty or forty demon cultivators from the wolf and bear clans, several of whom are at least at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

But power also means trouble. Now, every day when he opens his eyes, he has to take care of the food, drink, toileting, clothing, housing and transportation of dozens of people.

Sometimes, when bear demons and wolf demons had conflicts, they would come up the mountain and ask him to arbitrate, which annoyed him to no end. This also made him understand even more why Zhu Yunqing entrusted him with these trivial matters.

He assumed the same thing would happen tonight, so he didn't even bother to get dressed and just lay in bed, angrily cursing at people outside.

Qi Qiao was still serving him. Seeing that he was awake, she opened her eyes and looked at him tenderly: "Should I open the door?"

Yun Chu'an shook his head in annoyance, wanting to turn over and lie down on the bed to continue sleeping: "No need, let's hear who it is first."

He had expected that immediately afterward, either Qi'alon's roar or Uwe's fawning voice would rang out, sycophantically urging him to uphold justice.

But then, a familiar voice rang out from outside, instantly plunging him into an icy abyss: "Benefactor Yun, it is I, Huijing!"

Damn it, the Buddhist monks have arrived!

Yun Chu'an, who was half asleep and half awake, instantly woke up. His sleepiness and anger vanished completely. Instead, he was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably.

Is this a place to settle scores with me?

No, that's not right. If that were the case, they wouldn't be so cautious and polite in knocking on my door, even though I'm only at the fourth level of Qi Refining...

what's going on?

His heart pounded, his mind raced, and he keenly sensed something unusual.

However, due to the lack of information, he decided to put it aside for the time being and make proper arrangements for everything that could be arranged first!

He immediately turned over and gently kissed Qi Qiao's lips: "Don't make a sound, close your eyes, and trust me!"

Then he shouted back, "Who? Which one? The rain was too heavy, I couldn't hear you!"

Qi Qiao was unaware that the people outside were the monks investigating her. Upon hearing this, she obediently closed her eyes. Yun Chu'an held her, rolled over to the bottom of the bed, summoned the system, and spent three thousand spirit stones to instantly create another sealed chamber, placing her inside.

No sooner said than done, in the blink of an eye, he had accomplished it all. Outside, the monk's voice came again: "It is I, Huijing!"

This time his voice was a little louder, and after him came the urgent voice of Dongfang Yue, the junior sister of Qingyun Sect: "It's the six of us, your saviors! Open the door quickly!"

Yun Chu'an had already finished everything. Then, straightening his clothes, he pretended to be surprised and flustered, and rushed out to open the door for him: "Ah? Master Huijing, and all the seniors?!"

He opened the door and saw that everyone was soaked from head to toe in the rainy night. Whether it was the monks' robes or the Qingyun Sect disciples' clothes, they were all wet and clung to their bodies. Just looking at them made one feel uncomfortable.

They looked rather disheveled. Moreover, Yun Chuan used his Qi-gazing technique to immediately see that their spiritual energy fluctuations and auras were extremely unstable, indicating that they were in poor condition and probably injured!

"Gentlemen... what's wrong with you all?" He was a little nervous for a moment, not understanding what had happened.

Hui Jing said in a deep voice, "Benefactor, you should still remember that we went to chase after that giant snake. However, we were unlucky. Although we found it, its reinforcements arrived on the battlefield shortly afterward, catching us off guard."

“Even, even, uh…” He wanted to say something more, but Dongfang Yue suddenly gave him a sharp look, reminding him that there were some things he couldn’t let slip. So he quickly changed his words and said, “In short, we monks urgently need a place to rest and recuperate.”

“Don’t worry, Benefactor Yun. We have already notified the Qingyun Sect and the higher-ups of the Buddhist sect. Their support will arrive soon.”

Chapter 97 Oh no, the character design is too over the top!

When Yun Chuan was settled, her blood pressure spiked.

What the hell? No, dude, weren't you guys supposed to be the pride of a powerful organization? How did you suffer such a crushing defeat so quickly?

Then, they come to seek refuge with me, a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining?

Is this reasonable? Is this reasonable?

He secretly cursed inwardly, and at the same time felt deeply regretful. Yes, he had successfully used the little secret of the "talisman printing machine" to cover up Qi Qiao's big secret, and established the image of a virtuous gentleman in front of them.

The problem is that he's portrayed too well. He's honest, upright, generous, and magnanimous, but he also has some little secrets, a bit of scheming and calculation. He's greedy for money, but he's generous with it when it matters and is kind to people.

These shortcomings, far from damaging his image, actually made him more vivid and believable, leaving Huijing and the others with no doubt that he was a good person, and so...

Consider this place a safe haven, a place to seek refuge in case of unexpected distress.

This was something Yun Chu'an never expected. He never imagined that these powerful cultivators, now united, would end up in such a miserable state, needing to hide here!

He was at a loss for words for a moment, when just then, a man behind him exclaimed, "We must meditate immediately! My master... my junior sister is healing her injuries!"

Yun Chu'an knew there was no room for refusal here, so he immediately put on an extremely anxious expression and beckoned them to come in quickly: "Come in quickly, I'll go get the pills!"

Hui Jing said "I'm sorry to bother you," and then they filed in. Only then did he notice that behind them, the slightly older Qingyun Sect cultivator was carrying a strange female cultivator, wrapped in a thick raincoat, who was already unconscious.

Her face was obscured by a veil, making it indistinct; she must be the junior sister he had just mentioned, the one who was seriously injured and in urgent need of treatment.

But is she really a "junior sister"?

He glanced at her using the Qi Observation Technique and discovered that the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from this "junior sister" were solid and vast, even stronger than those of the most powerful monk, Huijing.

This immediately aroused his suspicion. Hui Jing's cultivation level was already unfathomable to him, so how strong must this unconscious woman be?

However, he remained silent, simply leading the group inside. The junior sister hurriedly took the woman off her senior brother's back and asked, "Do you have a private room here? I'll take care of my senior sister!"

Yun Chu'an arranged a separate room for her, furnished with some slightly worn bedding, all of which he had previously discarded. The girl didn't even have time to thank him; she grabbed the female cultivator and rushed into the room, asking them to leave before closing the door.

After she closed the door, Yun Chu'an turned her gaze to the remaining people and asked with confusion, "Everyone, what exactly happened?"

Hui Jing and the others silently chanted incantations to dry the moisture off their bodies. With a soft sigh, they looked at the elder cultivator from the Qingyun Sect beside them and said, "Please let this benefactor Feng Jian from the Qingyun Sect explain the specifics to Benefactor Yun."

Monks do not lie, but in order to guard against certain things, they will have to lie next.

Yun Chu'an looked at the older male cultivator and heard him introduce himself: "My surname is Feng and my given name is Jian. Fellow Daoist Yun, you can just call me by my name."

"That day, after we left, we successfully found traces of the giant snake on the mountain peaks where those black bears lived..."

He didn't hide anything from these places, recounting his experiences in detail. Yun Chu'an initially listened calmly, but the more he listened, the more he broke out in a cold sweat.

Why do those so-called "Burning Blood Corpses" sound so much like the bandits in the family's mountains?

Moreover, since these people have confirmed that the man in black robes is a remnant of the Corpse-Driving Sect, and a Golden Core stage expert at that, then…

So, is she actually Granny Huaishan, You Wensi?

He couldn't think about this too much; the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't help but break out in a sweat.

However, the man in front of them did not seem to connect all of this with the Huai Shan family. Perhaps You Wensi did not introduce herself when she made her move, and her black robe did not have any distinguishing features. Therefore, these people could not guess that this place was actually the woman's lair.

Yun Chu'an listened with trepidation, and saw Feng Jian sighing repeatedly, looking dejected, and said, "In short, after that, we fought our way out and escaped the blockade of the demons, but my... my junior sister also fell into the trap of the remnants of the Corpse-Driving Sect and was seriously injured."

"We wanted to leave these mountains, but the demons blocked the way out and started hunting us. For days, we didn't even have a place to rest and heal our wounds. Luckily..."

He looked up at the window: "Tonight it's pouring rain. We'll use the rain as cover to come find you."

"Don't worry, we'll only be staying here for a few days. Once we've recovered from our injuries, those demon cultivators will be nothing to fear!"

Yun Chu'an clenched his fists nervously. He really wanted to ask how many days it had been. His wife was hiding under the bed because of them and was too scared to come out.

But he couldn't ask that, otherwise it would seem like he was in a hurry to get rid of them, which wouldn't fit his usual persona.

There's nothing we can do now, it's already come to this...

Fortune favors the bold. Since Fourth Sister thinks highly of me and is able to befriend these so-called righteous cultivators, then...

It's done!

He looked up, adopted a righteous expression, nodded, and solemnly said, "You have all been kind to me, and now that you are in trouble, how could I possibly ignore you?"

"Please tell me if you need anything else, and I can contact Fourth Sister right now. Pills and magic treasures can all be sent over."

He spoke with such righteous indignation that everyone listened in silence, deeply moved.

Fellow Daoist Yun Chuan is one of the few good people in this era!

He's so loyal, yet we're placing risks on him...

They silently vowed to repay this kindness tenfold in the future, but due to the circumstances, Monk Huijing had no choice but to speak up: "Benefactor Yun, we appreciate your kindness, but please do not tell anyone about our hiding place here."

“We can’t stay for long, and if we tell you rashly, it might cause you trouble. Although this request is a little difficult to say, please, I really do.”

He bowed his head to him, his solemn demeanor moving Yun Chu'an, but also making him even more anxious.

Damn it, I didn't tell anyone in charge of the household at all, and I just took you in on my own. If anyone else finds out about this, I won't be able to explain myself!

Chapter 98 The Smoke and Water on the Bed

This is this...

Yun Chu'an racked his brains but couldn't find a reason to refute him. Helpless, he could only solemnly reply, "Well, I trust your character. I won't ask any more questions, nor will I say anything. Please feel free to stay here with me for the next few days. I will do my best to provide you with safety and convenience."

These words filled the five men with even more remorse. Hui Jing sighed, bowed her head, and clasped her hands together, saying, "The Buddhist sect will forever remember Benefactor Yun's life-saving grace."

Yun Chu'an waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Master, what are you saying? You are all my saviors, and I am grateful to you all. This is what I should do. Well, since you all have this need, and it's only for a few days anyway, and it's nothing much for me, I will report it to my superiors!"

As he said this, he gestured for everyone to quickly sit in meditation and cultivate their inner energy to heal their injuries.

However, now that the only guest room has been given to Dongfang Yue and the other female cultivator, the rest of them couldn't very well go out in the rain, so they made do with sleeping on the floor in the living room of his house.

Fortunately, these monks were used to ascetic practices and didn't find it strange. On the contrary, they thought it was safer and accepted it readily.

Yun Chu'an then brought some healing pills and low-grade spirit stones, asking them if they needed these for healing.

Huijing and the others didn't stand on ceremony anymore. Since they had already made up their minds to repay the kindness tenfold in the future, they accepted it all without any hesitation.

They were all at the Foundation Establishment stage, and usually used mid-grade spirit stones for cultivation. Low-grade spirit stones were hardly helpful for breaking through realms, but they could serve as a good supplement for healing and other purposes.

While they were resting in the living room outside, at this moment, in Dongfang Yue's room, the unconscious female doctor lay flat on the bed, her brows furrowed, seemingly enduring immense pain even though she was not fully conscious.

The veil on her face had been removed. If Yun Chuan were here, he would surely exclaim in surprise and then reveal her identity: this unconscious "junior sister" was actually the leading figure of the Qingyun Sect this generation, a prodigy, Yan Shuiyi!

She is the idol of countless righteous cultivators of the human race, the goddess that young talents from noble families dream of, and at the same time, the enemy that evil cultivators hate with a vengeance and wish they could kill her.

And now, this woman, destined to be at the center of the storm, lies down in the home of Yun Chu'an, a weak cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining.

As the daughter of the sect leader, Dongfang Yue, who was of noble birth, was serving her like a maid. She placed a circle of mid-grade spirit stones around her bedside, and then chanted incantations to guide the spiritual power to gather in her body, helping her internal divine power to circulate on its own and heal her injuries.

Previously, she had already given Yan Shuiyi the life-saving pills her mother had given her. If all went well, she should wake up from her sleep in no time.

The girl was extremely anxious. Looking at the face of her revered senior sister, she felt that time was passing by in an eternity.

Fortunately, she was just worrying too much. A moment later, without any incident, Yan Shuiyi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and she slowly opened her eyes. In those beautiful and gentle eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, was a visible weariness.

"Senior sister!"

Dongfang Yue rushed over with delight, calling out in a low voice, "You're finally awake! You scared me to death..."

She grabbed the woman's hand on the bed, looking so worried she was about to cry. Yan Shui turned her head, looked at her junior sister who admired her, smiled, and said softly, "Don't worry, senior sister is very capable. She just slept for a while and is fine."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over the unfamiliar rooms around her, and she asked softly, "Where is this?"

Dongfang Yue composed herself, her expression hesitant: "One, not entirely trustworthy, is the home of a cultivator in the mountains."

Upon hearing this, Yan Shui frowned slightly: "What do you mean? You're not very trustworthy. Why did Master Hui Jing and Feng Jian bring you here?"

Dongfang Yue sighed softly: "That's because they both feel that the other is very trustworthy."