Master, Dual Cultivation Doesn't Mean That

Zhong Mingyu went from being an overworked wage slave at a major company to becoming the personal disciple of the third sect master of Tianyan Sect in a cultivation world. The one thing that stayed the same was, no two-day weekends!

Unable to bear a cultivation schedule that started at six in the morning and ended at ten at night, with only half a day off each month, she stayed up all night drawing up a grand plan for her cultivation goals and performance reviews. She presented it to her aloof, immortal-like master and asked ingratiatingly:

"Master, I've divided each month's tasks into four parts, one for each week. If I finish them in five days, could I ask you for two days off?"

Her master was visibly taken aback. The tips of his ears turned faintly red. First, he angrily scolded her: "You wicked disciple!"

Then he added, his face stiff, "Don't say such improper things again!"

Finally, he swept away with his sleeves.

Zhong Mingyu: ?

She thought about it for ages and still couldn't understand how asking for two days off was improper.

But her master's ears had turned red with anger. He probably thought she wasn't focused on cultivation and only wanted to slack off.

She would have to work hard and impress her master. Then she could bring up the two days off again.

After studying diligently for a while, Zhong Mingyu became the most advanced disciple among her peers.

She thought the time was right to talk to her master again.

So, over the next little while...

Shen Yunyin finished bathing.

Zhong Mingyu poked her head in and held up her performance review sheet. "Master, about those two days, "

Shen Yunyin finished cultivating.

Zhong Mingyu squatted by the door, gazing at him mournfully. "Master, the days off..."

Shen Yunyin took his disciples out for training.

Zhong Mingyu: "Master, the days off, "

Shen Yunyin clapped a hand over her mouth and calmly nodded to his friend. "I have something to attend to. I'll be leaving first."

Back at their residence.

Zhong Mingyu didn't dare look up. She felt her master was suppressing something. It was a little strange.

Shen Yunyin frowned. "Do you really have to... do that?"

Zhong Mingyu said glumly, "Master, I'll work hard. I promise it won't interfere with my sword practice."

Shen Yunyin fell silent, then finally sighed. "I grant your request."

The next moment, his disciple's eyes lit up. She hugged him. "That's wonderful, Master!" Then she turned and left without hesitation, beaming. "It's great! Two days off after every five days. I can go down the mountain and visit the market regularly!"

Shen Yunyin: "..."

The reprimand, "Don't indulge in such things during the day," caught in his throat.

So that's what she meant by two days off.

Watching his disciple skip away, Shen Yunyin couldn't help crushing the cup on the table.

Theme: Both talent and hard work are essential on the road to success.