Chapter 1388 - 697: A Dispute Arises
Seeing these uninvited people, Zhou Yi was furious. He hadn’t expected that they were actually going to stay in the Daoist Temple, and he simply could not tolerate it.
Just as the two sides were deadlocked, Lin Beichen suddenly appeared.
"Zhou Yi, mind your manners! Everyone, stand down!" Lin Beichen said sternly.
Hearing Lin Beichen’s words, Zhou Yi was shocked and looked at Him with questioning eyes.
"Didn’t you hear me? Hurry up and take them all away!" Lin Beichen ordered again.
"Oh... understood." Zhou Yi replied.
Lin Beichen’s appearance was perfectly timed and stopped a misunderstanding from breaking out.
The old man saw Lin Beichen appear and didn’t say much either, just waited for His arrangements.
"Someone, arrange rooms for them at once and have all the Missionaries move in. No one is allowed to slack off—carry out my instructions. Is that clear?" Lin Beichen said, face solemn.
"Understood..." the disciples replied, then quickly went to arrange the rooms.
After Lin Beichen had arranged everything, He actually started Cultivation together with the old man, something He had never imagined. Before this, He had always been wary of the old man, feeling that the old man meant no good, yet He hadn’t expected the two of them would get the chance to cultivate together.
During this period of Cultivation with the old man, Lin Beichen was pleasantly surprised. He discovered that the old man was not as He had imagined at all; instead, He learned a lot of useful things from him. This made Him very happy and grateful for this opportunity to Cultivate together.
Lin Beichen looked at the old man full of gratitude and said with a smile, "This was really unexpected. I’ve gained a lot from this cooperation, learned quite a bit from you, and it’s made me see you in a new light."
The old man smiled in response and said, "No need to be so polite, this is mutually beneficial. I only hope you can carry forward what you’ve learned—then I’ll be perfectly satisfied. I don’t have any other demands."
"Actually, I’m also very happy to be able to cultivate with you." It was the first time Lin Beichen had spoken so frankly with the old man, and He felt the distance between them had shrunk a great deal.
Letting the Missionaries live in the Daoist Temple and having everyone learn from one another was indeed a good thing. Both Lin Beichen and the old man understood how rare such an opportunity was.
Since the old man hoped Lin Beichen could carry forward what He had learned, Lin Beichen also felt this was no difficult task and readily agreed to the old man’s request.
"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely manage this kind of good thing. I won’t let you down." Lin Beichen said with a smile.
The old man was very pleased with Lin Beichen’s agreement; the two of them chatted happily without any disagreements.
Just then, Hu Yi suddenly came looking for Lin Beichen. "Master, I have a question I’d like to ask you." Hu Yi stood in front of Lin Beichen and said respectfully.
Lin Beichen turned and glanced at Hu Yi, then said, "You go for now, I still have matters to discuss with the old gentleman. We’ll deal with your question later."
Hu Yi hadn’t expected Lin Beichen to refuse her so quickly and even tell her to leave at once. She looked at Lin Beichen, a bit unhappy, and said, "No, Master, I have to learn something from you today. Ever since you took me as your disciple, you’ve been busy with your own affairs, and I haven’t really learned anything from you yet."
"You can’t refuse me now; you can’t turn away a heart that’s hungry for knowledge, or I’ll be really disappointed. Don’t you want to see your disciple making progress? Aren’t you afraid I’ll stay muddle‑headed like this and embarrass you?"
Hu Yi insisted on learning from Lin Beichen and had no intention of leaving. Lin Beichen looked at the stubborn Hu Yi and knew that whatever He said would be useless, but at this moment He truly couldn’t spare the time—there were some matters He had to discuss with the old man.
The old man found Lin Beichen and Hu Yi quite amusing and quietly sat off to the side, watching this master and disciple with interest.
Lin Beichen walked up to Hu Yi with a stern expression and said seriously, "Fine. Since you’re so motivated and so eager to learn from me, then from now on you’ll do exactly as I say. I want to see just how much determination you have."
Hu Yi looked at Lin Beichen happily and said, "As long as Master is willing to teach, your disciple will definitely study with full devotion. I’m sure I can make you satisfied and won’t disgrace you."
"Good. Then our training will start with horse stance. Go over there and practice on your own." Lin Beichen pointed at a patch of open ground to the side.
When Hu Yi heard that Master wanted her to practice horse stance, she was dumbfounded. But there was nothing she could do—this was her Master’s teaching and order, and she had to obey. Hu Yi had no grounds to refuse and could only walk to the side with a blank look, silently starting to practice.
Lin Beichen glanced at the somewhat unwilling Hu Yi and silently thought, "I’ll see how long you can last by my side. If you want to be my disciple, you have to go through some things and grind down that impatient temper of yours. Otherwise, you’ll never be calm and composed, and that won’t do you any good."
The old man was a bit surprised to see Lin Beichen setting his disciple there to practice horse stance. He found it very interesting and wondered how Lin Beichen had ended up taking this direct disciple. However, he believed that with Lin Beichen’s intelligence and talent, He would certainly be able to teach this disciple well and bring about earth‑shaking changes in her very soon. The old man was very sure of this; it was one of the reasons he appreciated Lin Beichen. For some reason, ever since last time, he had grown increasingly fond of Lin Beichen.
After receiving Lin Beichen’s order, Hu Yi persisted in practicing squats without the slightest laziness. Beads of sweat as large as soybeans rolled down her cheeks; her clothes had long since been soaked through, yet she still had no intention of giving up, her expression incomparably focused.