No need for Chen Ye to explain; the two disciples already understood the significance of this gold medal.
Even though this gold medal was merely a mundane object, it had always been kept safe by their master, never lost, which was enough to prove its importance in his heart.
"Jingle jingle—"
Qing Jun’s bell got quieter and quieter, her furry little head drooping lower and lower.
If she had known earlier... if she had known earlier, she would have given her precious bell to her master.
Chen Ye’s heart skipped a beat; he was thinking of exchanging something else for Zhiwei’s Jade Pendant.
Though he was Zhiwei’s master, he didn’t want to take his disciple’s belonging lightly.
But...
He was a fair master; there was only one gold medal, so what should he do?
Chen Ye hesitated for a moment, but he had already spoken the words, and if he didn’t keep his promise, it would surely hurt Zhiwei’s feelings.
"This gold medal is not a valuable Magical Artifact, just... a keepsake for the master."
Chen Ye spoke slowly, with a tone of reminiscing. He placed the gold medal in his palm, rubbing the engraving "Peace and Joy," and continued,
"This is the only relic left by my mother, and it represents family."
He looked seriously at the two young girls and said, "In the past, the master’s family was just the master alone. But now, the master’s family includes Qing Jun and Zhiwei."
These words made the two young girls’ eyelashes tremble slightly, and their eyes were almost fixed on the gold medal.
Zhiwei’s small hands trembled slightly, wanting to take the gold medal from their master’s hand but hesitated.
Meanwhile, Qing Jun pouted, tears welling up in her eyes.
Chen Ye secretly thought it not good. He specifically emphasized that this gold medal was a mundane item; how could it make the two young girls desire it even more?
It’s just a piece of gold... not even as valuable as a Spirit Stone.
He solemnly handed the gold medal back to her: "Zhiwei, you are the senior disciple. This object, the master is not giving it to you but entrusting it to you as a legacy..."
Once Chen Ye placed the gold medal in Zhiwei’s hand, she murmured, "But... what about my junior sister?"
She wanted it but worried about hurting her junior sister’s feelings.
As the senior disciple... she should yield to her junior sister...
But Zhiwei really wanted the master’s family heirloom!
Moreover, the master once said that in front of the master, she and Qing Jun were no different; they were both just little girls...
The more Zhiwei thought, the more conflicted she became, falling into silence.
Chen Ye reassured with a smile.
As a master, the words once spoken are like spilled water; since he promised to give it to Zhiwei, he wouldn’t take it back.
Furthermore, in days past, he had been more attentive to Qing Jun, which might have made Zhiwei feel a bit uncomfortable.
Giving her this gold medal was like giving Zhiwei a reassurance pill.
As for Qing Jun, he had another plan: "Qing Jun, the master has other things prepared for you."
The White Furred Ball wiped her eyes, and in a childish voice said: "Master...Qing Jun, doesn’t want it..."
The tone was trembling, tinged with grievance.
No matter how good things are, they couldn’t compare to the master’s gold medal!
"The gold medal is an old thing, from the past... and what the master entrusts to Qing Jun is the future." Chen Ye showed a gentle smile.
"The past... the future?"
Qing Jun was stunned for a moment, too distracted to feel aggrieved.
Chen Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a bit pleased with himself.
As expected of him!
Skillfully placing the gold medal in the "past" and bringing out a promise of "future."
In this way, the seemingly difficult problem of favoring one over the other was beautifully resolved as he leveraged with subtle force.
Importantly, the wavering balance in the two young girls’ hearts finally settled firmly, giving each of them their own unique sense of importance.
"Really... then Master should give it to Qing Jun quickly!"
The little girl sneaked a glance at the master, reached out her small pale hand, and directly began asking for it.
Chen Ye came up with this on the fly; he didn’t have any actual object to give.
He pretended to be mysterious: "Things of the future naturally need to wait until the future to be discussed. When Qing Jun grows up, the master will prepare it for Qing Jun."
"Ugh..."
The little girl whimpered discontentedly, but in her heart, she was already eagerly anticipating what treasure the master would prepare for her future.
Just the thought made her heart itch, making her wish to grow up quickly.
"How annoying..." she gritted her teeth.
This feeling was as if the master painted a delicious picture of a pancake for her, which she could only look at but not eat!
The greatest torment for a young girl!
Of course, Chen Ye was not just drawing an empty pancake; he kept his promise to Qing Jun in his heart, just waiting to find the right treasure for her in the future.
...
"Phew... taking care of young girls is truly exhausting."
After settling down the two disciples, Chen Ye returned to the Alchemy Room, letting out a long breath.
This trip to the Mao Family could be considered a successful completion of Chen Ye’s purpose for coming to the Moon Rhinoceros Lake District this time.
Firstly, he obtained a promise from Mao Qingzhu, allowing Qing Jun to go to the Xu Family’s cold pond for baptism in the future.
Secondly, if the Xu Family ever tried to seize Qing Jun again, he now had Mao Qingzhu as a backing.
"Judging by the time, it’s about time to return to Lingyin Sect. Not only did I meet Mao Qingzhu during this trip, but the harvest was also plentiful."
Chen Ye sorted through his current resources.
This time coming to Moon Rhinoceros Lake District, he reaped a lot of gains.
The Iron Sword he carried upgraded to a First Tier Top Grade, he also gained a First Tier Top Grade Protective Magical Artifact Eight Trigrams Mirror, a Tier Two Magical Treasure Hundred Herbs Furnace, and a Tier Two Magical Treasure General Puppet Core.
As for the number of Spirit Stones, after killing Li Guangzong, it surged, totaling over four hundred and fifty pieces.
In addition, there were still plenty of supplies in Li Guangzong’s Storage Bag that hadn’t been converted into Spirit Stones.
As Chen Ye was tallying the resources, he suddenly felt a stroke of insight, noticing a subtle change in his aura, as if his entire being became light and ethereal, almost merging seamlessly with the surrounding environment.
[Qi Concealment Technique Limit Break: 1/800]