flstandardbreds Chapter 303 Becoming a Spirit
Chapter 303 Becoming a Spirit
Star Island.
The waves lapped against the beach, the sea shimmered, and boatmen wearing straw-woven shower caps rested on the shore.
Every now and then, a few small crabs would waddle sideways across the beach.
Several disciples of the Star Sea Sect were standing on the beach, looking around.
It seemed to be searching for something.
A disciple of the Star Sea Sect looked around for a while, sighed, and said dejectedly,
"I don't think Yun Ci will come today either; it's already noon."
If Yunci were fishing normally, he would definitely come over in the morning!
Upon hearing this, everyone was immediately disappointed.
A Xinghai Sect disciple standing nearby said, "Yun Ci hasn't come for half a month."
He hadn't eaten anything made by Yun Ci for half a month.
"If Yun Ci were from our sect, we could eat Yun Ci's cooking every day."
"I want to eat pan-fried buns, but I didn't buy enough last time," a member of the Star Sea Sect said, holding his head in regret.
Chen Ce withdrew his gaze and turned his head. "The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament is almost here. Yun Ci is probably cultivating in the sect."
Jiang Chen nodded. "Yes."
A disciple from the Star Sea Sect standing nearby said, "So that means we'll be able to run into Yun Ci at the Martial Arts Tournament?"
Chen Ce nodded, "Possibly. Let's go back and train. We need to hurry; the Martial Arts Tournament is in a month."
Everyone looked at the calm beach, sighed, and nodded.
We have no choice but to go back now.
A disciple of the Star Sea Sect looked at the giant sea turtle next to them, which was looking up at them, and said, "Let's go, Yun Ci isn't coming today."
With that, the group of Starsea Sect disciples headed towards the sect's location.
The sea turtle followed.
Just as the group returned to their sect, a disciple from the Star Sea Sect came to deliver a message.
"Chen Ce, the real person is looking for you."
"I know, I'll go right away."
Chen Ce put down the herbs in his hand and went outside.
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"Real person." Chen Ce bowed his head and clasped his hands in a fist salute.
Master Qingyuan hummed in agreement, put down the book in his hand, stroked his long beard, and looked on with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
"Has that young disciple from the Xuanyuan Sect arrived?"
Chen Ce knew that Master Qingyuan also quite liked the food made by Yun Ci.
Ever since the last time Zhenren tasted the food made by Yunci, he has always made him wait for Yunci at the beach.
Chen Ce shook his head and said truthfully, "Yun Ci did not come."
Upon hearing this, Master Qingyuan frowned.
It's been more than half a month now.
Thinking of all the different kinds of food that young disciple made.
The more Master Qingyuan thought about it, the more he craved that taste.
It would be great if that junior disciple were from their Star Sea Sect...
......
Puppet Sect
A room filled with heads, arms, legs, and eyeballs.
A short, old man was sitting cross-legged on the ground assembling a puppet.
Click, click, click.
As it was assembled, the joints of the puppet in my hands made a cracking sound.
The short, old man straightened his legs and stretched his hands to the side.
I tried to grab with my five fingers, but I couldn't grab anything.
The cardboard box contained only scraps of meat.
The old man jumped up and down, "The beef jerky's all gone so quickly! It must be that inhuman Huaiyuan who shortchanged me. I gave his grandson so many puppets..."
The old man muttered curses as he shoved the bits of meat into his mouth.
"Not bad, even the scraps of meat are delicious, it's a pity we've finished them all."
The old man took out another box of duck feet and placed it in the same spot.
At this time, a figure walked in.
"Master."
The old man didn't turn around; he was happily gnawing on a duck's foot, his speech mumbled indistinctly.
"Master, Master, Master! You spend all day reading those forbidden books instead of assembling puppets. I should never have let you become a puppeteer in the first place."
The person in the shadows slowly emerged.
The boy was dressed in red, with alluring features, like a captivating enchantress.
“Master, I’ve made up my mind. I won’t create a world full of puppets.”
The boy said with a smile.
The old man paused in his act of gnawing on a duck foot. "You've figured it out? If you have..."
"Master, I only want one person to be my puppet," the boy said.
The old man paused and thought for a moment.
Although killing is wrong, killing one person is better than killing a group of people.
So he reluctantly nodded and agreed.
As if struck by a sudden thought, the old man said, "Don't tell me you're some prince or royal grandson. If we end up being hunted down, don't blame me for disowning you."
The boy smiled. "No."
"Alright, get out, get out, get out," the old man shooed them away.
"By the way, you should focus on your training these days. The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament is just over a month away."
The boy in red nodded, a captivating smile on his face. "I know."
There's only one month left.
......
night.
When Yunci was preparing to make durian mille-feuille, she discovered that she didn't have enough durians.
So, Yun Ci took out the durian that had become a spirit from her spirit stone bag.
The durian was placed on the table, and I paused for a moment.
Upon seeing Yun Ci, and remembering how long she had been forgotten, she immediately felt like jumping up and down.
Yun Ci quickly used her spiritual power to hold the durian in place.
Seeing the struggling durian, Yun Ci breathed a sigh of relief and then said, "If you don't cause trouble, I'll let you go. If you agree, you can jump. If you don't keep your promise, see this? It's a glutton, it eats everything."
Yun Ci pointed to Taotie, who was stuffing fried chicken into his mouth and drinking milk tea.
Taotie, "..."
Durian thought for a moment, then jumped.
Yun Ci released it and was about to say something.
Just hear a bang.
As the smoke cleared, a child was suddenly seen in the room.
"..."
The child looked at Yun Ci, and Yun Ci looked at the child.
Yun Ci and the child stared at each other, wide-eyed.
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
Little Ginseng and Little Black ran over, looking curiously at the extra child.
Little Blackie held a bright green cucumber in its mouth, shaking its head, its little black ears fluttering.
The timid mushroom lifted its cap and hid behind Yun Ci, observing the extra person in the room.
The child was about six or seven years old, with yellow hair that was all pointed, like a durian or an afro.
It looks trendy yet unconventional.
Yun Ci asked blankly, "Are you a durian spirit?"
The child nodded.
Looking at that peculiar hair, Yun Ci couldn't help but think.
To achieve this look with modern hair, you'd need hairspray.
While Yun Ci was still thinking, Durian pounced on her, hugged her, and rubbed her face against her.
It smells so good, so good, so good.
This human smells so good and feels so comfortable.
It will never go into the spirit beast bag again; it wants to be by Yun Ci's side, just like Xiao Bai and Bao Bao.
It wants a small bed too, it wants to eat the food Yun Ci cooks, it wants its own storage bag, it wants to eat French fries, and it wants pocket money...
Durian kept rubbing against Yun Ci.
Yun Ci was jolted back, her head snapping back. "Stop, stop, stop, stop! Stop jolting me!"
The child looked at Yun Ci with a puzzled expression.
It's as if they're asking why they can't rub against each other.
"Can you speak?" Yun Ci asked.
Durian shook its head and jumped.
It does not yet speak human language.
But it can jump, and it can also protect Yun Ci.
There was no danger. To demonstrate that it could jump, the durian jumped high into the air, making a loud thumping sound on the floor.
So, a few little ones stood by and watched the child jump around, their heads rising and falling with the jump.
Yun Ci, “…”