Chapter 14 - Cultivating Disciples
Benton scratched the back of his neck. That pun had been bad even for him. Greg would have both hated and loved it.
A pang of regret flooded Benton at the prospect of never seeing any of his grandchildren again, but he quickly brushed it off. They’d be fine without him. Yang Xiu and her brother would have died if Benton hadn’t been there to save them.
Of course, she almost died because he left her alone, too. He’d never even considered something as mundane as a boar as being dangerous and hadn’t realized that his spirit sense didn’t work on them because they had no qi.
His only solace was that she’d be outclassing those types of threats very soon. Even getting to the second minor realm of Qi Gathering with a fighting technique under her belt would give her enough power to not worry about any mortal animal.
“Disciple greets Senior Brother Chao,” Yang Xiu said.
“How’s your brother?” he said, turning toward the prone figure near the fire ring.
“Answering the Senior Brother’s question, Disciple Yang Ru experienced a lot of pain and fell unconscious. He hasn’t moved much since then.” She sounded concerned.
Benton almost asked her to dial back the formality, but Su’s memories objected. The culture of his new world held such conventions to be important, and trying to bypass them would do more harm than good. He just needed to get over his sensibilities.
“I see,” he said.
He pulled up Yang Ru’s status.
Name:Yang RuAffiliation:Host's DiscipleAge:15Cultivation:NoneTechniques:NoneSpiritual Roots:A-Qi Aspect:Low viscosity lava flowing down Mount Burning Thunder
One data point, his name, had been added and another, his affiliation, had been changed. The third difference was the most significant, the one Benton had hoped to see. Yang Ru’s spiritual roots had increased from B+ to A-.