Chapter 41: The Purpose of Raising a Son
The Celestial Master Hall held two registration periods every year: one at the beginning of the year and one in early June. Because at the start of each year disciples from various sects would also come to register and take part in the rank evaluations — making it lively and bustling — most people chose to register then.
Yun Jiao suddenly felt she had found a way to fill her wallet. Wasn’t this just getting a license? For her, that was no difficulty at all. Moreover, Old Zhou said that as long as one reached the level of a Five-Qian Celestial Master, they would receive a special monthly stipend with decent benefits.
The key problem was the old man’s current strength — it seemed rather challenging. It looked like she’d need to push him to study harder so that they could earn money legally and properly. Counting the time, there were less than five months left before the New Year. She didn’t know if the Celestial Master Hall’s exam would be harder than the college entrance exams. To be safe, she should probably write several more textbooks for the old man to study. Yun Jiao clenched her fist and silently made up her mind.
Sitting beside her, Bai Yu — who was quietly shoveling rice into his mouth — suddenly shuddered for no reason. Was the weather about to change? Why did he suddenly feel a chill run down his spine?
Yun Jiao hurried back to write her new textbooks. She had originally planned to return to the temple early in the morning. But just as she stepped out the door, she saw someone standing outside Old Zhou’s house — and it was someone familiar. It was none other than Shao Xian, who had still been lying in bed just yesterday.
Yun Jiao exchanged a glance with Bai Yu, and at the same moment, they both thought of that bowl of ginseng soup that someone had snatched away yesterday. Instinctively, they both clutched their wallets and stepped back. Was this guy here to ask for a refund now that he’d figured things out?
“Two immortal masters.” Shao Xian’s eyes lit up when he saw them, and he quickly stepped forward, cupping his hands respectfully. “I thought about it all night, and I have an unreasonable request. I beg the two immortal masters to grant it.”
“What do you want?” Bai Yu asked.
Shao Xian steadied his expression, took a deep breath, and said, “I heard the Celestial Master Hall possesses the Eternal Peace Lantern. If a highly skilled cultivator is willing, they can light this lantern for the dead. Its light comforts wandering souls and can lessen the suffering they endure in the underworld.”