The sect tournament in the cultivation world is coming up, and Yan Qingzhu is one of the leading contenders.
The Sect Master of Tianyuan Sect looked “fondly” at his youngest disciple and asked,
“Have you made any progress in your cultivation lately?”
Yan Qingzhu glanced at the golden core in her dantian, engraved with the character “East.” She felt a little guilty, but kept a perfectly straight face.
“Your disciple has made a great breakthrough into the East Wind, er, I mean, Golden Core realm!”
The Sect Master of Tianyuan Sect was very pleased and went back into seclusion. Yan Qingzhu was pleased too: she had successfully fooled her master again.
She opened her jade slip and started recruiting people!
“Tianyuan Sect, outer sect kitchen. Sparrow God Championship, three spots open. Online and waiting, urgent! Don't miss your chance!”
A thousand li away, the sword prodigy Ying Zhaoxue, who was busy “rescuing someone,” asked, “May I ask if there's a spirit-stone prize, Junior Sister?”
He was still ten spirit stones short of getting a new scabbard for his cleaver.
Su Qichi, the alchemy prodigy who was blowing up her furnace for the ninety-ninth time this month, asked, “Fellow Daoist, is this Sparrow God an ancient divine beast, the Vermilion Bird?”
If she could get Vermilion Bird feathers, her alchemy furnace would surely stop exploding!
Xu Qianzhou, a fool with money to burn who was always looking for fun, and Xie Buyan, a prodigy whose ominous predictions came true one time in ten, replied, “Thanks for the invitation. We're already at the gates of Tianyuan Sect.”
“Pung.” “Kong.” “Ready.” “Win.”
For the next few days, clattering and banging rang out nonstop in the Tianyuan Sect kitchen, while thunder tribulations arrived one after another outside.
“I broke through just by playing mahjong! Anyone else want to join?”
Yan Qingzhu: Bring glory to the sect, starting with mahjong! Really, I'm not lying! Honest and trustworthy, no tricks!
**
Everyone said mahjong was just a pastime for mortals. They all claimed that Junior Sister was wasting her life on games and wouldn't live past a hundred.
Ying Zhaoxue disagreed, and so did the cleaver on his back.
He had seen Junior Sister smash people with mahjong tiles more deftly than he could swing his cleaver. He had also seen her golden core, which she could throw like a die to kill someone from a thousand li away.
At the tournament, Ying Zhaoxue clutched his cleaver and reverently handed over all the spirit stones he'd saved for years.
“Junior Sister, I'm betting my entire fortune on you!”
Yan Qingzhu: “Senior Brother! Heart hands!”
(Cultivation system: Windbreaking Realm: Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment; Dharma Image Realm: Golden Core and Nascent Soul; Divine Treasury Realm: Deity Transformation and Great Ascension; Void Return Realm: Tribulation Transcendence and Ascension.)
[Please Read]
1. The mahjong setting is intended to promote traditional Chinese culture and does not encourage anything harmful.
2. My own take on cultivation, with lots of original worldbuilding. Slow cultivation progression, ensemble cast, plot-focused, slice of life, a little chuunibyou, lightly silly, with a male lead.
3. I hope you enjoy reading. Heart hands!
(Saved on 25.4.10)
Theme: Be happy every day
The male protagonist cannot understand human language and thinks he is the enemy.