Chapter 288: Planning for Revenge (Update 6)

While sewing, Wang Feiyin said, "Your second brother, third brother, and fourth sister can all sew and make clothes by themselves. You can't be worse than them, understand?"

Pan Yun: "I will try my best, but I think it's okay if I'm just a little bit short."

Wang Feiyin cut the thread and took the opportunity to give her a slap on the head, "Starting next year, you will cut and make your own robes. I will no longer sew them for you."

Pan Yun touched his bald head and said, "That's okay. The Longhu Mountain Academy issued the robes. Although there are Longhu Mountain logos on them, they are indeed beautiful, better looking than the robes of our Sanqing Mountain."

Wang Feiyin looked at her quietly.

Pan Jun looked back without fear.

Wang Feiyin: "You have really grown stronger. You are different after breaking through to the First Marquis. Can you still learn martial arts in Longhu Mountain for the rest of your life?"

Pan Yun: "That's not possible. I will graduate in a year at most, but after graduation I can make money, and I can buy a Taoist robe with the money. If I can't buy it, I can always pay someone to make it for me."

Wang Feiyin: "You have a grudge against sewing clothes. You would rather spend money than do it yourself."

Pan Yun: "I don't have any hatred, but I think my time is precious and there is no need to waste it on such things."

Wang Feiyin smiled slightly, put the finished hat on her head, and said: "I order you to sew a pair of socks by yourself before dawn tomorrow. At the same time, think about whether you are really afraid of heights or just pretending to be afraid of heights. If it is real, why can you fly high with Qinggong? If it is fake, why can't you stand on high places?"

Pan Yun: …

Wang Feiyin made a Zhuangzi scarf. He didn't have any jade inlay for her, so he embroidered three bamboos in the middle for her so that she could straighten her hat.

It was the right size, and he stuffed it with a layer of cotton, so it felt warm when she put it on, but no matter how warm it was, it couldn't warm Pan Yun's heart.

The sun was about to set and it would be dark soon, so she had to stay up late to make the socks.

Although she disagreed with the "homework" assigned by Wang Feiyin, Pan Jun still went back to sew socks obediently.

She searched through all the boxes and cupboards but couldn't find any suitable fabric to make socks, so she finally went to Wang Cong to get a piece of cloth.

Wang Cong also helped her cut and design, "Little Master, just do it like this, sew it like this, and you'll have a pair of socks. It's winter now, so you can make them longer."

Seeing that she really had a headache, Xiaohong whispered, "I remember that I seem to be able to sew things, so I can do it for you."

Pan Jun shook her head, "No, that won't work. If it were just socks, I would let you do it, but it's homework."

How can someone else do your homework for you?

Pan Yun took the two pieces of cut cloth back to the house, connected the thread, and then sewed them carefully.

She tried to work faster, but the stitches became bigger as she went faster, and the socks felt like they were going to fall apart before she even had to wear them.

All Pan Yun could do was compress the stitches and sew them as densely as possible to make it stronger.

Now that we have done it, we naturally want to do it better.

Alas, I still have to think about my fear of heights. Isn’t this a foregone conclusion?

For things like this, it’s fine for everyone to just know it in their hearts, why do we have to say it out loud?

We also need to think about the deeper reasons.

What could be the reason for this?
Fear of heights is a problem she had in her previous life. It is brought from her previous life and is innate. How can there be any cause for it?
As for why Qing Gong can fly high, it is of course because she is not afraid of the height of flying. She even dares to ride an airplane, so how can she be afraid of the height of Qing Gong?

People are afraid of standing in high places because there are no fences there and they may fall down at any time.

Who knows whether that high place is stable or slippery?

Pan Jun paused at the thought, slowed down her movements and frowned. That wasn't right. So, she was afraid because she felt insecure about "a certain place"?
Pan Jun thought for a long time, and when she came back to her senses, the room was already pitch dark.

Pan Jun lit the oil lamp, looked at the socks that had been sewn crookedly and the stitches were wide open, and fell into deep thought.

The next day, Pan Yun took the sewn socks to Wang Feiyin and said, "Brother, I will learn to sew my own clothes, shoes, socks and hats."

Wang Feiyin was satisfied and nodded, "Very good, just be careful not to prick your hand. Don't be afraid if you prick your hand, your third brother has medicine. Just remember not to cry."

Pan Yun: “…Okay.”

Wang Feiyin smiled and waved his hand, "Go ahead, after breakfast I'll go down the mountain and serve as your temple priest."

Pan Yun: "... Senior Brother, I can actually calm down and think while practicing calligraphy."

"What a waste of pen, ink and paper."

"It takes a lot of fabric to meditate by mending."

Wang Feiyin: "No, there are a lot of rags in Sanqing Temple. You can practice with them first. When you can sew good stitches with your eyes closed, you can start making clothes."

Pan Yun: "...I finally understand why our Taoist robes in Sanqing Mountain are so ugly."

Is this how they were born?

Wang Feiyin: "It's fine as long as it's wearable. Why do you care so much?"

Pan Yun left dejectedly and went back to her room to get some tools for setting up the stall. She saw Xuanmiao sitting in the yard, basking in the sun and making shoe soles.

Pan Jun couldn't help but pause, looking at the expressionless Xuan Miao and called out, "Fourth Senior Sister?"

Xuanmiao didn't respond.

Pan Yun tiptoed forward and whispered, "Fourth Senior Sister?"

Xuan Miao raised his eyelids and looked at her, "If you have something to say, just say it."

Pan Jun exhaled, "You scared me, I thought you were thinking." Xuanmiao: "I am thinking."

Pan Yun: "…Thinking about what?"

Xuanmiao: "I will go to the grassland next year. You'd better take it easy. Although you are already the first marquis, if those top masters in the martial arts world fight you to death, you may not be able to win."

"Besides the first-rate masters, there are also super first-rate masters. They may have already entered the Dao through martial arts and reached the first level of Marquis, or they may have stepped half a foot into it. You are no match for them."

Pan Jun raised an eyebrow, "What about the seniors in Longhu Mountain? I see that many of them have broken through to the first level, such as Senior Brother Cheng Lingzi. There should be a master of the second or even third level in the Tianshi Mansion, right?"

Xuanmiao: "Are you going to turn the tables?"

She said, "The seniors of the second and third marquises in the Tianshi Mansion usually won't take action, so you should hold back."

Pan Jun nodded, so there really was a master of the third level in the Tianshi Mansion.

I don’t know if there is anyone above the third marquis.

The fourth marquis is also called a Zhenren, who can refine his body into Qi, with the Qi surrounding his body and light, and he is free to live or die.

It is equivalent to half-immortality. In his previous life, Pan Yun’s lifelong pursuit was to become the fourth marquis.

She felt that as long as she could break through to the fourth marquis, her life would be complete, and she could live freely for a long, long time, and still have light day and night.

In other words, she can be the same during the day or at night, she won't die without sleep, and she can play twenty-four hours a day.

In this life, her lifelong pursuit is to become the Fifth Marquis. The Fifth Marquis is also called a divine man. He refines Qi to become a god, is flexible and able to move mountains and seas, and even shatter the void.

As for how it broke, no one knows yet. At least that’s what scientists say and that’s what ancient books also say.

She felt that she would know when she reached that stage, and then she could go home and visit.

Well, you can also travel back and forth between the two worlds and explore other time and space.

It’s refreshing just to think about it.

Seeing Pan Yun distracted, Xuanmiao frowned, poked the long needle into the thick insole, and asked, "Did you remember everything I told you?"

Pan Yun came back to his senses, nodded immediately, and assured: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, we have always been well-behaved and will not cause any trouble."

Xuan Miao snorted coldly.

Pan Yun asked hurriedly, "Why are you going to the grassland?"

Xuan Miao's face became even colder. "The Singing Eagle Sect is on the grassland. The old man who intercepted us is from the Singing Eagle Sect. Those flying monsters in the sky were probably summoned by him. If it weren't for their help, the Singing Eagle Sect might not have arrived so quickly."

"But your breakthrough was accidental. You even hid the truth about Longhu Mountain, so how could they know about it in advance? Obviously, you were targeted after the thundercloud appeared."

"The news must have been given by the Five Grains Sect, but no one knows the location of the Five Grains Sect so far. If we want to investigate the Five Grains Sect, we must go to the Singing Eagle Sect."

Pan Yun murmured: "Wu Gu Zong? The one dressed in black?"

"His name is Yin Feng, he is very famous in the martial arts world, and his martial arts skills should be at the upper fifth level," Xuan Miao looked up at her and said, "If he eats you, maybe he can really break through to the first level and officially enter the Dao."

Pan Yun opened his mouth wide, "Just eat it raw? Don't you have any skills like the Star Absorbing Technique to absorb my energy?"

Xuanmiao's face turned black, "Where did you know about this kind of evil skill?"

"I know it's evil, but it hasn't broken through by eating human flesh, right?"

"Do you think anyone's flesh will do? You are about to break through to the first level of Marquis. Your meridians, bones and blood are full of Yuanli, and you have great merits in your body. That's why this is possible."

"Of course, if I eat you after you break through the first level, the effect will be better."

Pan Yun: "...So Senior Sister went to the grassland to avenge me?"

Xuanmiao glanced at her and said contemptuously, "No."

"I've said it before, if they don't leave, I will kill them," she said, "I don't care about those little minions who escaped, but I will definitely kill the chicken of the Screaming Eagle Sect."

"Don't let me catch that monkey from the Wugu Sect. As long as I know where they are, I will never let them go!" Xuanmiao said coldly, "How can I, Xuanmiao and Sanqing Mountain, be easily provoked?"

Pan Yun's eyes were full of stars. "Sister, you are so amazing. How about I go to the grassland with you? We will go from Datong."

Xuanmiao looked at her coldly, "You can get the certificate first. If you really have free time, you can sign up for the certificate exam next year."

"The imperial examination is held every three years. You have a maximum of three chances. If you fail three times, you will be spanked," Xuanmiao said. "If you are unlucky and the court postpones the exam, the probability of being caned will be even higher."

Pan Yun was full of confidence in herself. She raised her chin and said, "I'm already the first marquis. How can a mere ordination certificate exam stump me? Let's go. Senior sister, you and Third Senior Brother go first next year. When you find the nest of the Singing Eagle Sect, we will go and join you."

"They have offended our entire Sanqing Mountain. We can't put all the pressure on you to take revenge. We are with you!"

Xuanmiao: "You want to go to Datong to see your father and brother, right?"

Pan Jun smiled at her flatteringly, "Can I, Senior Sister? I have learned the top-notch disguise technique now. No one will recognize me. Besides, I will be ten years old next year. Two years have passed. Not many people have seen me in the past few years. No one will know me."

Xuanmiao lowered his eyes and thought.

Pan Jun felt that there was a play, and immediately hugged her hand and acted coquettishly, "Senior Sister~"

Xuanmiao frowned and shouted, "Don't use this face to imitate Miaohe!"

Pan Jun also shuddered, and instantly put down Xuanmiao's hand and returned to normal, "Senior Sister, just tell me whether you agree or not?"

　good night

　　(End of this chapter)