Accidentally Reincarnated in Cultivation World-Chapter 76: Talk with Master

The next day, Yu Xuan woke up, completed his morning routine, checked his reflection, and then made his way toward his master’s palace.

After nearly an hour of climbing, he stood before the familiar grand doors and called out, "Master, your disciple has a few questions!"

The palace doors opened smoothly, and once again he saw his master lounging on her throne — still looking like a peerless beauty with nothing better to do.

Her multicolored hair shimmered, changing hues faster than he could blink.

"What is it now?" she asked lazily, not even shifting position. She looked as if she’d spent the morning perfecting the art of doing absolutely nothing.

But that art is difficult to practice, by modern standards.

Yu Xuan stepped inside, he said things straight to the point, and with a pitiful expression,

"There’s nothing to eat here!"

His master blinked, confused. Her expression was full of question marks. "...What of it?"

"Forgive this disciple’s mortal weakness, but I still need food to survive. I prefer actual meals over pills." He bowed slightly, trying to make it sound noble.

Her eyes lit up with understanding. "Ah! That’s right... you’re still a mortal."

She extended a hand toward him. "Give me your space ring."

Yu Xuan handed it over without question.

The very next moment — poof — she disappeared.

He muttered. "Where did she go now...?"

But in less than a minute, she reappeared in the room as casually as if she’d never left.

"I’ve asked the chefs to send over ingredients fit for kings and gluttons alike," she said, tossing his space ring back to him.

"There should be enough in there to last you twenty years. The ingredients are preserved — nothing will rot."

Yu Xuan caught the ring and stared at her in disbelief.

’Then why... why did I eat nuts yesterday?’

Before he could voice that thought, he hesitated, then began, "But who will—"

"Oh?" she cut him off, eyes glinting with mischief. "I’m your master, not your maid. Don’t expect me to cook for you."

Yu Xuan wisely shut his mouth.

It was better this way.

She looked at him again, this time more seriously. "Hmm. I can sense the breath of a cultivator on you. Seems you’re quite talented after all."

Yu Xuan scratched the back of his head. "I was thinking... today might be a good day to break through. And after that, I wanted to try joining the monthly tournament."

Her expression grew solemn.

"Well, this realm isn’t as simple as it looks," she said.

"It’s vast. Far vaster than it appears to the naked eye. There are tombs of ancient immortal cultivators scattered across the land, left behind to give disciples a chance to change their fate. And of course, there are forbidden zones and dangerous places."

She gave him a meaningful look. "Not dangerous for me, but for you? Certainly."

Yu Xuan’s brows furrowed. "Will ten years really be enough to explore everything?"

"Absolutely not." She shook her head slowly. "You may experience life and death battles, yes. You may even rise quickly. But remember, in this world, your greatest enemy is not just beasts or ancient ruins..."

She leaned forward slightly, her voice soft but firm. "It’s the human heart."

Yu Xuan’s eyes widened slightly.

"Desire is your enemy," she continued.

"Envy is your enemy. The ambitions of others... are your enemy. Here in the Heaven Immortal Sect, disciples are allowed to kill each other — but only if it’s done in the dueling arena, under official life or death challenges. Outside of that?" She paused.

"If you’re ambushed by a pack of beasts in the wilderness, who will know the truth then?"

She leaned back and crossed her legs elegantly. Of course she will know, but she wanted to act like a master.

"So choose your friends wisely, little disciple. And remember... in cultivation world kindness is a luxury."

She said that last part, giving Yu Xuan a deep look.

Yu Xuan silently nodded, digesting every word. His journey had barely begun — but the mountain was already taller than it looked.

"Master, do you have any other disciples besides me?" Yu Xuan asked. He was genuinely curious about the person he now called master.

"No," she replied simply. "You’re my first. Very few possess the rare, natural talent you do, so you best cherish that."

He nodded, then hesitated before adding, "Master, later... I wanted to visit my sister and friends. And since I’m an Irregular, am I allowed to join other peaks too?"

The moment the words left his mouth, his master’s expression shifted slightly.

Her brows furrowed, as if considering something deeply.

’That old witch and the old man are both here too... Should I really let him go near them?’ she wondered.

"...Which peaks are your sister and friends at?" she asked, giving him a questioning look.

To Yu Xuan, the question didn’t seem complicated. In fact, he thought her reaction meant something else entirely.

’Ah, she’s worried the other peak masters will try to steal me away. Well... not that I blame her.’

Of course, Yu Xuan wasn’t entirely innocent.

He had already entertained the idea of having multiple masters from different peaks to gain varied insights and techniques.

His long-term goal? Develop or find a cloning technique good enough to fool even immortals — so that each clone could study under a different master without anyone noticing.

Putting on a reassuring smile, Yu Xuan gave her a knowing look and said, "Master, don’t worry. Your loyal disciple won’t change masters just because someone waves a better offer in my fa—"

Before he could finish, a suffocating pressure slammed down on him. In the blink of an eye, Yu Xuan was forced to his knees.

"Little disciple..." his master said her voice suddenly sweet as honey.

"Are we getting a little too comfortable now?" she asked, appearing in front of him, crouching and lifting his chin with two fingers.

Oh no.

Kneeling, Yu Xuan found himself face to face with something he hadn’t prepared for.

She was too close.

And from this angle... the two things his eyes immediately focused on were definitely not her eyes.

Realizing the visual danger he was in, Yu Xuan immediately lowered his head like a knight kneeling for a royal decree.

"I’m sorry, Master!" he said quickly, voice low and respectful.

She chuckled lightly, oblivious to the complex thoughts in her disciple’s mind.

Then they talked about cultivation for some time.