Chapter 110: Congratulations from Fellow Disciples

The master and disciple reached a consensus on the forging of Gu Weiyu’s innate treasure, and Gu Weiyu couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.

Most of the spiritual materials needed for her treasure had already been prepared, and the few missing items had long been gathered for her by Master Yuling.

Her mind involuntarily began to envision the form of her innate treasure.

Suddenly, Master Yuling waved his hand, and before the wooden couch appeared a pile of items as large as a small mountain.

“Hongyi, these are congratulatory gifts from your senior uncles and aunts.”

Gu Weiyu casually glanced over them and found many talismans, spiritual devices, and formation treasures suitable for the Foundation Establishment stage.

These gifts from the Foundation Establishment cultivators to the younger generation were naturally generous. What might be trivial to them were precious treasures to Gu Weiyu, who had just reached the early Foundation Establishment.

Her heart swelled with joy. However, most of these cultivators had sent gifts because of her master.

“Thank you, Master.”

Master Yuling, who had often given out spirit stones, finally had a chance to receive something back. His mood was subtly pleased, and the gaze he cast on Gu Weiyu grew softer.

Gu Weiyu nodded and, as instructed, stored all the items in her storage pouch.

“For your innate treasure, I plan to invite Master Mingkong, the forging master from the Spiritual Device Sect, to make it. However, he is busy these days. After about ten days, you will accompany me to the Spiritual Device Sect.”

After Gu Weiyu had stored the gifts, Master Yuling explained his plan in detail.

Gu Weiyu nodded in agreement one by one. Her master’s consideration was thorough, and the plan was far-reaching, leaving her deeply moved.

After bidding farewell to her master, she returned alone to her Green Bamboo Garden.

News of the end of her secluded cultivation, deliberately spread by Master Yuling, quickly circulated.

The next day, Wan Gu and others—fellow disciples somewhat familiar with Gu Weiyu—gathered at Misty Peak.

The usually overly quiet Green Bamboo Garden instantly became lively.

“Junior Sister Lian—”

At the dawn hour, Wan Gu’s voice rang outside the courtyard.

“Master, guests have arrived!” Xiao Shu’s excited voice echoed in her spiritual sea.

Since Gu Weiyu’s successful foundation establishment, her spiritual sea had expanded more than twice, becoming like a small lake, with Xiao Shu drifting like a small boat in the center.

This time, she was relieved not to hear Xiao Shu complain about her spiritual sea being too small and shabby.

Gu Weiyu opened the restriction of the meditation chamber and went out to see Wan Gu and Wu Tian standing outside her courtyard.

“Senior Brother Wan, Senior Brother Wu, please come in quickly!”

She enthusiastically greeted them while using the Object Control Technique to open the bamboo fence gate.

Wan Gu and Wu Tian entered the courtyard together. Wan Gu smiled and said, “Congratulations on your successful foundation establishment, Junior Sister Lian. We are here to bask in your immortal aura!”

Gu Weiyu couldn’t help but smile, “Senior Brother Wan, you’re as humorous as ever!”

Standing close to Gu Weiyu, Wan Gu and Wu Tian felt as if she were a deep, vast ocean, making the gap between them all the more apparent.

Gu Weiyu turned and led them toward the bamboo house. Wan Gu and Wu Tian exchanged a glance, silently encouraging themselves to train harder and reach foundation establishment sooner.

The three sat down in the house when a gentle female voice sounded outside—the unmistakable arrival of Liu Ruyan.

“Senior Brother Wan, you two please sit a moment. Hongyi will be right back,” Gu Weiyu said, glancing at the immovable Wan Gu before rising to greet her.

“Senior Brother Wan, you…” Wu Tian whispered something behind her.

Gu Weiyu glanced with her divine sense and saw Wan Gu shake his head slightly, sensing there was some story behind it, so she didn’t pry further.

Outside, Liu Ruyan and several familiar high-level Qi Refining female disciples waited by the bamboo fence.

Gu Weiyu approached and personally led them inside, seating them separately.

That day, Misty Peak saw a steady stream of visitors.

Each brought small gifts, hoping to become acquainted with Gu Weiyu, the sect’s rising star.

Inside the bamboo house, Liu Ruyan’s gaze was complicated as she watched Lian Hongyi at the center, basking in everyone’s praise like the moon surrounded by stars.

Once, such all-encompassing admiration had always been hers.

Liu Ruyan felt a twinge of bitterness. At the same time, she deeply realized that cultivation strength was more important than beauty.

If she hadn’t become a disciple of a Foundation Establishment master, if her talent weren’t outstanding, if she weren’t from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, her fate would be far bleaker than anyone else’s.

She bit her lip as the memory of a letter from her mother crossed her mind: her younger sister Liu Ruyun, though beautiful, was of average talent and had already been sent by the clan to become a concubine to a Foundation Establishment master.

Such events were commonplace in the cultivation world.

Had she not displayed talent from a young age, she too might have become a sacrificial pawn of her family.

Even now, having become a disciple of a Foundation Establishment master, she was merely a higher-level chess piece for her clan.

Her life held no freedom; even her future partner was a tool for the family’s benefits.

Unless, like Gu Weiyu, she could successfully reach Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, and Nascent Soul stages—only by becoming powerful herself would she gain a voice of her own!

“Senior Sister Liu, what are you thinking about?” a female cultivator sitting beside Liu Ruyan noticed her distraction and asked.

Liu Ruyan came back to her senses and shook her head. “Nothing, just some reflections. In less than three years…”

The others nearby remained silent, sharing the same feeling.

This rare gathering stirred various thoughts, but it was undeniable that everyone was inspired by Gu Weiyu’s foundation establishment.

“After Senior Brother Xu established his foundation, he left the sect alone to travel within three months,” Wan Gu’s voice inside the house drew much attention.

“Junior Sister Lian, what are your plans now?”

Gu Weiyu already had her plans but didn’t intend to reveal everything. “I suppose I will also travel, like Senior Brother Xu.”

Wan Gu responded with a soft sigh, a faint hopeful expression on his face, “That’s great. When I establish my foundation, I want to be like you all!”

Everyone smiled broadly at this, many already envisioning their own future.

After spending nearly half an hour in the Green Bamboo Garden, everyone took their leave one by one.

Gu Weiyu watched them go, her thoughts returning to her innate treasure.

In the following days, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect grew noticeably quieter, especially the disciples who had entered with Gu Weiyu, who all settled down to focus on cultivation.

The sect’s leaders were pleased to see this—though that was a story for another time.