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This is the power of a celestial being, and it's still not enough? What a disappointment! I'm not trying to ascend; just being sufficient is good enough.
Elder Tong gazed at her with a complex expression for a moment before waving his hand dismissively, urging her to leave.
Outside the door, Qi Xiaomian hurriedly approached her, wondering why it took so long.
Sang Qingxiao sighed, "Elder Tong is truly a great teacher. He teaches everything without holding back; I almost feel guilty for thinking ill of him."
"Did my urging disturb your studies?"
"No, your urging was good. I was getting sleepy."
"Shall I take you back to listen to the lecture again?"
"Yes, I want to go see the Ascension Well."
Waking up early again, she found that Elder Tong was still not awake. He remained focused on Misha's tribulation but could still spare some attention to check if she had gotten up. It was rare to see such a diligent student in his eyes.
"Good morning, Elder Tong."
"It's not early; the sun is already shining on my backside."
Uh, Sang Qingxiao glanced at the sky; she had woken up a whole minute earlier than yesterday.
"A day’s plan starts in the morning. You have such good comprehension but also a lazy nature. Don’t think just because yesterday's learning was easy that you can slack off now. You've only just started, and your tail is already pointing to the sky! There will be headaches waiting for you later."
"Why aren’t you quickly grabbing your book and sitting down?"
"What’s this? You’ve turned into a strict instructor all of a sudden?"
Sang Qingxiao felt a bit intimidated and complied more readily. She focused on her studies until noon, learning faster and better than yesterday, yet receiving even more criticism.
Sigh, this old man really knows how to apply that strict educational method.
After lunch, Elder Tong insisted on taking her to study again. However, Sang Qingxiao proposed, "Today, could we go see the Ascension Well?"
Elder Tong pondered for a moment before responding with a deep "good."
After tidying up the remnants on the dining table, one person set off. Despite Elder Tong's age, he moved up the mountain path with surprising agility, showing no signs of being an old man nearing the end of his years.
Sang Qingxiao expressed surprise, to which Elder Tong replied, "I've walked this path for over a thousand years; I'm quite familiar with it. There's nothing to be astonished about."
He then began to introduce his temple. At first glance, it was a tiny place, with a dilapidated entrance and just a small room that could barely fit five or six steps. In the back was a resting area, and in the front stood a wooden statue that was so poorly crafted it was hard to look at.
Looking further at their living quarters, there was only one communal bed meant for three people, yet it was crammed with six individuals. The temple had almost no incense offerings, resulting in no income; they were so impoverished that they could barely afford a meal. When the temple master persuaded me to join them, they had already been starving for three days, each of them looking gaunt and weak, lacking even the strength to get out of bed.
I agreed to join the temple out of self-interest. The Ascension Well happened to be near the temple, and through my efforts, I managed to incorporate it into the temple's expansion plans.
Now, Azure Cloud Temple boasted nine grand halls and had around seventy Taoists. The temple was bustling with daily incense offerings, and even at night when the doors were closed, there were still believers lingering, reluctant to leave as they waited for dawn to grab the first stick of incense.
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