26: Teaching and learning, the art of flower arrangement

After sending away the people at the door, Mu Wuchen casually arranged for the Golden Winged Roc to eat chickens on the spiritual mountain next to the mansion.

He, on the other hand, led the two women into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the mansion, Mu Wuchen was surprised to find that the spiritual plants within had grown much more luxuriantly than before, and not only had their quantity increased significantly, but their variety had also expanded.

The various spiritual plants were meticulously categorized, with different areas adorned with different types, making the arrangement extremely neat and beautiful.

Not far away, a young girl was quietly squatting in a corner, fiddling with something.

Her gaze was focused, as if she was busy, completely oblivious to the arrival of Mu Wuchen and the others.

At her feet was a peculiar seedling that had just broken through the soil.

Although the seedling was less than two or three centimeters tall, it already showed some unusual signs; its tiny branches faintly displayed a seven-colored hue, revealing extraordinary colors, appearing quite magical.

The girl carefully extended her hands, cupped clear water from a small wooden basin nearby, and poured it onto the seedling, muttering softly to herself, as if talking to the seedling in front of her.

“Little flower, little flower, grow up quickly…”

Just as the girl finished everything and was about to leave, she seemed to remember something.

She placed her hands beside the seedling, closed her eyes tightly, and appeared to be sensing something.

After a few breaths, a gentle light green glow emanated from her hands.

As the light green glow slowly merged with the seedling, the seedling, which had just been two or three centimeters tall, visibly grew taller, appearing to be seven or eight centimeters.

After completing all of this, a few fine beads of sweat trickled down Hua Jingrou's forehead, but her eyes sparkled with brilliance.

Mu Wuchen took a few steps forward, came behind Hua Jingrou, and patted Hua Jingrou, who was squatting intently in front of the spiritual plant.

However, he did not expect that Hua Jingrou merely twisted her body slightly, seemingly too focused to pay much attention.

Seeing that she had no reaction, Mu Wuchen then kicked Hua Jingrou's butt, which was facing him, with a moderate force, causing her squatting body to sway.

He thought that this time she would surely turn her head, but to his surprise, Hua Jingrou, this little girl, still did not even turn her head...

Hua Jingrou's eyes remained fixed only on the spiritual plant in front of her.

Even when she felt pain from behind, she merely reached back with her right hand, lightly rubbed her butt, and then withdrew it.

“Oh, Wan Yue, stop messing around, I’m busy.”

A somewhat petulant voice emanated from the girl’s mouth.

Just then, Hua Jingrou suddenly froze.

When her eyes scanned the ground, a tall and imposing shadow appeared in her vision, seeming a bit off...

She then glanced to the side, and a familiar shoe appeared in her sight.

This shoe was not Lin Wanyue’s; this was…

Hua Jingrou was startled.

She quickly turned around and “plop” fell into a small heap kneeling at Mu Wuchen’s feet, placing her hands by his feet, burying her head between her hands, her body still trembling.

“M-master, I’m sorry… it, it’s this servant’s fault for not looking…”

Her trembling voice came, completely devoid of the confidence she had just displayed in ignoring Mu Wuchen.

“Raise your head.

Your skills are lacking; you should be punished.”

Mu Wuchen’s authoritative voice entered Hua Jingrou’s ears, which made Hua Jingrou slightly stunned.

Mu Wuchen said her skills were lacking, not about her earlier impudence.

Did “skills are lacking” mean her flower planting was not good?

Hua Jingrou timidly raised her head, and a face that evoked pity appeared before Mu Wuchen, with faint tear marks still on her cheeks.

“What have you been doing during this time, making these spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses so messy?

Come to my bedroom alone later; I will personally teach you the art of ‘flower arranging’!”

Hua Jingrou was stunned.

As she knew, the Master had three preferences: beauty, entertainment, and cultivation, but he particularly disliked these trivial chores.

These minor tasks were usually assigned to servants like them, and if they were not done to his satisfaction, he would resort to cruel punishments.

The Master said he would teach her the art of “flower arranging.”

Could it be that he was even more skilled than her?

Hua Jingrou was puzzled, but she still obediently nodded.

The Master’s command was absolute; she dared not disobey.

It was not until several minutes after Mu Wuchen and the others had left that she dared to carefully raise her knees and stand up.

Since Mu Wuchen was the only man in the mansion, she wore the maid’s short skirt that he had provided.

Because her cultivation level was not high, and the former Mu Wuchen had been extremely strict with their demands, she knelt very heavily when she made mistakes, and in a short while, there were two distinct red marks on both of her knees.

Soon after, Hua Jingrou came to Mu Wuchen’s room alone.

Hearing that Mu Wuchen was going to personally train her, she took it very seriously.

She brought a small notebook and a writing brush for taking notes, intending to listen carefully and make good notes.

When Hua Jingrou entered, Mu Wuchen's door was tightly locked, completely isolating the outside air and sound.

Only a quiet learning environment could achieve the best learning results.

That night.

Mu Wuchen imparted all his knowledge, personally training Hua Jingrou.

The young girl, Hua Jingrou, also furrowed her small brows, trying hard to keep up...

Seeing that Hua Jingrou’s talent was better than he had imagined, Mu Wuchen had the idea of testing her limits.

A vast amount of knowledge surged into Hua Jingrou’s mind, and Hua Jingrou instantly felt her knowledge level had been elevated...

However, that night, due to Mu Wuchen’s overloaded training, Hua Jingrou’s small head received too much knowledge at once, and eventually, her brain cells became insufficient, causing her to fall into a coma…

...

The next morning, Mu Wuchen walked out of his room.

According to custom, he was to change clothes and tidy his appearance with the assistance of maids.

However, today, it was not other maids who brought him his clothes, but Nalan Yuruo, who had recently joined.

Last night, to adapt to her new identity, Nalan Yuruo, under Su Meier’s arrangement, moved her residence to a side room in Mu Wuchen’s mansion and was provided with a dedicated cultivation room, also changing into a maid’s outfit designed by Mu Wuchen.

Because Nalan Yuruo used a sword, the maid’s outfit she chose was a long dress, so she wouldn't worry about drafts while cultivating.

“Go tell Wanqing and Wan Yue to take care of Hua Jingrou and prepare a new dress for her.

She had some insights yesterday; not only did her bloodline awaken considerably, but her cultivation also advanced.”

Nalan Yuruo was startled, then nodded in agreement.