Chapter 171: Yellow Millet Pillow

"The grass on my father's grave has grown taller than I am!"

"You're not that short," Shangguan Yu mumbled.

After learning Shangguan Yu's identity, Uncle Ba's eyes lit up. He patted Qiu Jin'an's shoulder and said, "You can call me Old Ba from now on."

"Get lost!" Qiu Jin'an shook off Uncle Ba's hand. He realized Wen Dao Sect was truly not a place to stay; he'd almost vented a lifetime's worth of anger there.

"Little Qiu, I think Wen Dao Sect is quite fun. It's a rare chance to visit, so why don't we stay a few more days?" Shangguan Yu suggested.

Qiu Jin'an pulled Shangguan Yu along and boarded the ship, leaving without looking back.

Shangguan Yu chattered on, "I've taught you since childhood to not get angry when things happen, to act calmly, and to be steady. Look at you, you're an adult now, and as the Sect Master, you still get angry so often. This isn't good..."

Qiu Jin'an's face darkened, offering no reply.

Shangguan Yu wiped away a tear, "My child has grown up and won't listen anymore."

Qiu Jin'an responded helplessly, "Mom, can you please stop acting like a child?"

"What's wrong with being childish? Your dad liked me this way."

"I..." Qiu Jin'an was speechless, wondering how his father had ever taken a liking to his mother.

On the flying boat, Qiu Jin'an assigned a task: "For this visit to Wen Dao Sect, everyone must write a 2,000-word reflection on their experiences, including insights, self-reflection, and future plans. Submit it to me tomorrow!"

A chorus of groans immediately followed.

In front of Wen Dao Sect's mountain gate, Uncle Ba waved goodbye to the flying boat, feeling a bit dispirited. "Do you think Shangguan Yu and I have a chance?" he mused.

The Grand Elder looked Uncle Ba up and down, a look of disdain on his face. "You're not even as handsome as I am, and you dare to pursue her?"

The Third Elder said earnestly, "Second Brother, I won't stop you if you want to elevate your seniority, but I'm afraid Master won't agree. Master is suppressing the Prison Peak; he probably wouldn't mind adding you to the list."

The elders, upholding the tradition of kicking a brother when he's down, all advised Uncle Ba not to do anything foolish.

"Scram, scram, scram!" Uncle Ba roared. "What kind of fellow disciples are you? Can't you say anything nice?"

"Let's go see the higher-ups of the Immortal Cult we captured," the Grand Elder said. "That's the immediate priority."

On the martial arts training ground, Wen Dao Sect disciples circled the Immortal Cult higher-ups, pointing and staring as if they were rare animals.

This time, they hadn't completely wiped out the Immortal Cult members who had infiltrated Wen Dao Sect; two helmsmen and the Cult Master were still at large, impersonating Wen Dao Sect disciples.

Lu Yang held the Yellow Millet Pillow, examining it from all angles, finding it very curious.

It was his first time seeing an Immortal Treasure.

The Yellow Millet Pillow was a pillow-shaped ceramic pillow. It was greenish-blue, with a blooming green lotus painted on it using colored glaze.

"Is this the Immortal Treasure, the Yellow Millet Pillow, that Little Lu mentioned?" The Grand Elder and others walked over, also curious about the Immortal Treasure.

"Come, let me examine it," the Grand Elder said, taking the Yellow Millet Pillow. He specialized in dreams and was very interested in treasures that could force people to sleep.

The Grand Elder tried to infuse a trace of spiritual energy to activate the Immortal Treasure, but the energy was like a stone sinking into the sea; the Yellow Millet Pillow showed no reaction.

"How interesting," the Grand Elder mused, now even more eager to figure out how to activate the Yellow Millet Pillow.

Yun Zhi was about to tell the Grand Elder how to use it, but she opened her mouth and then saw how engrossed he was, so she ultimately kept silent.

She decided to let the Grand Elder figure it out himself.

The Grand Elder tried every method he could think of, but couldn't activate the Yellow Millet Pillow, growing somewhat frustrated.

"How exactly do you use this thing?"

Seeing this, Vice Cult Master Gao, who was among the prisoners, laughed loudly, "Foolish! This is an Immortal artifact of our Cult. How could mere mortals like you be qualified to use it?"

As the Grand Elder studied the pillow, Vice Cult Master Gao mocked him, and the five Immortal Cult higher-ups occasionally let out sarcastic chuckles.

Finally, the Grand Elder could no longer tolerate it. He snatched up the ceramic pillow and firmly tapped Vice Cult Master Gao's head, who then peacefully fell asleep.

"So that's how Immortal Treasures are used," the Grand Elder mused thoughtfully, finally realizing how to use the Yellow Millet Pillow.

Yun Zhi couldn't hold back anymore and reminded him, "Grand Elder, use spiritual energy to trace the same green lotus on the back of the pillow as on the front, and then you can activate it."

"I see!"

The Grand Elder used spiritual energy to trace the same green lotus on the back of the pillow as on the front, then sharply tapped another Immortal Cult higher-up's head, and that person also peacefully fell asleep.

"It's quite effective."

The Grand Elder returned the pillow to Lu Yang. Lu Yang tried it according to his Senior Sister's instructions, but there was no reaction at all.

The Immortal Maiden of Immortality scoffed, "You, with only a Foundation Establishment cultivation, dare to try and activate my treasure?"

Lu Yang had no choice but to hand the pillow over to his Senior Sister for her to handle.

Yun Zhi formed a hand seal with one hand, and the imprint slowly seeped into the Yellow Millet Pillow. Once the imprint disappeared, she handed the ceramic pillow to the Grand Elder.

"Grand Elder, you are the most skilled dream cultivator in our sect. This item will be most effective in your hands. I have already left my mark on the pillow, so even if an outsider steals it, I can retrieve it."

The Grand Elder was both surprised and delighted. He thanked Yun Zhi solemnly. This was an extremely precious Immortal Treasure, and possessing it would elevate his combat strength to another level.

He was already a supreme expert among those in the Integration stage. Now with the Immortal Treasure, he would be invincible in the Integration realm. Even Daoist Buyu, if careless, could fall into his trap!

Yun Zhi then transmitted an ancient incantation, telling the Grand Elder to remember it, saying that chanting it while using the Yellow Millet Pillow would enhance its power.

The Grand Elder, curious, asked Yun Zhi if she knew the meaning of the ancient incantation.

Yun Zhi's expression was peculiar. She said it was best if the Grand Elder didn't know the meaning of the ancient incantation.

"By the way, why is your pillow called the Yellow Millet Pillow?" Lu Yang asked the Immortal Maiden of Immortality.

"Is it because you lay on the pillow while making millet porridge, then lived out your entire life in a dream while sleeping, and when you woke up, the millet porridge wasn't even cooked yet?" Lu Yang recalled a certain legend.

The Immortal Maiden of Immortality nodded. "It's similar to what you guessed."

"That was when the pillow had just been refined. I invited Immortal Ying Tian and the others over for a meal. The main dish was millet porridge, but I was distracted by other things, and the porridge overcooked, bubbling furiously and almost overflowing the pot."

"That's when I remembered what Immortal Ninefold had said: if a liquid boils during an experiment, throw in a few ceramic shards, and it will stop boiling."

"I didn't have any ceramic shards on hand, only the ceramic pillow, so I threw the pillow into the millet porridge. When I fished it out, it was covered in millet porridge, which is how it got the name Yellow Millet Pillow."

Lu Yang: "..."

Does that have anything to do with my guess?

"So after you threw it in, did it still overflow?" Lu Yang asked, curious about the outcome.

"No, it didn't."

Just as Lu Yang was about to say that the method seemed reliable, the Immortal Maiden of Immortality continued, "I used too much force and broke the pot."

The Immortal Maiden of Immortality looked as if she'd had a narrow escape. "Luckily, Immortal Ying Tian and the others stood me up, otherwise, we wouldn't have had a main dish for the meal, and that would have been truly embarrassing."

It is said that immortals possess the ability to seek advantage and avoid harm. The rumors indeed proved true.