Lin Fan had recently eased his inner turmoil and no longer felt the urgency to wander. Since he had taken on apprentices, he decided it was time to properly guide and train them.
On the martial arts training ground of Wuming Peak, two figures darted about like butterflies, their auras surging. Although both of his disciples were young girls, cultivating the foundation of their inner energy was still essential at this stage.
Although Lin Fan had the assistance of his system and hadn’t felt the significance of inner energy cultivation as acutely, his current cultivation level in the Dongling Continent was akin to that of a celestial being, giving him a sharp perspective.
Seeing Zhiqiao diligently practicing the “Sword Canon,” Lin Fan was reminded of the Cangling Continent.
Though he had now clarified his purpose for growing stronger, the hatred remained. The destruction of his sect could not go unavenged.
“Nine Great Sects’ leaders, Yan Emperor, Tianhou, I hope you’re readying yourselves. Just wait for me to return.”
“Master, am I really strong now?” Zhiqiao, having completed the second layer of the “Sword Canon,” eagerly ran up to Lin Fan, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Lin Fan snapped out of his thoughts, smiled, and patted Zhiqiao’s head. “Good job. Keep it up.”
Receiving praise and a head pat from Lin Fan, Zhiqiao’s cultivation comprehension soared once again.
What might seem simple to Lin Fan was no small feat for a girl her age. Reaching the middle stage of innate cultivation at such a young age was already impressive.
With her small frame and delicate limbs, she wielded her sword with surprising form and grace. “A single sword flash chills the entire continent.” Though still inexperienced, her future was boundless.
“You should learn from your junior sister. Cultivation must be consistent; you can’t slack off like fishing for three days and drying your nets for two,” Lin Fan advised with a smile.
“Okay, I understand,” Zhiqiao replied, though she couldn’t hide her slight jealousy at her master’s praise for her junior. Pouting, she grabbed her sword and ran back to the training ground, determined to keep practicing.
Lin Fan sipped his tea and nodded in approval as he watched the two young girls train.
Zhiqiao wasn’t born with extraordinary talent or fortune, but now she radiated an aura of destiny, her potential reaching the heavens.
As for You Jiuling, Lin Fan had to admit that even without his guidance, she would likely become a dominant force in the future. From the moment they met, her destiny had been extraordinary, and her talent was top-tier—comparable even to the legendary Qiongqi.
But to Lin Fan, raw talent wasn’t rare. In the Holy Demon Sect, every disciple under his tutelage possessed exceptional potential.
Take Zhang Erdou, for example—his talent had once been worse than dog excrement, yet he had become an unparalleled existence.
However, destiny was another matter. You Jiuling’s fortune was far more profound than Zhiqiao’s.
Still, Lin Fan didn’t dwell on such things. As long as he was alive, no one would dare harm his two little apprentices.
After training, Zhiqiao and You Jiuling stood by Lin Fan’s side as he prepared to pass on some techniques to them.
Since Zhiqiao had a preference for sword techniques, Lin Fan naturally imparted the “Heavenly Sword,” along with “One Finger Annihilation,” “True Ultimate Destruction Kick,” and “Kunpeng Breathing Method.”
Although the “Kunpeng Breathing Method” was primarily an offensive technique, it also enhanced the absorption of celestial energy.
As for You Jiuling, Lin Fan transmitted the “Formless Heaven Demon,” “Dragon Emperor’s Dominance,” and “True Ultimate Destruction Kick.”
You Jiuling followed a path of absolute dominance, so these were the most suitable techniques Lin Fan could currently offer. Other techniques were unsuitable.
The “Blood Sea Demon Cultivation” was too sinister and could lead them astray.
The “Palm City of Demons” was even darker and more sinister, unfit for them.
Still, the techniques he did pass down were all superior to their original cultivation levels by three tiers. If mastered and integrated, they could unleash devastating power.
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Lin Fan has recently eased his mind and is no longer in a rush to venture out. Since he has taken on disciples, he should focus on teaching them properly.
On the martial arts training ground of Nameless Peak, two figures flit about like butterflies, their vital energy surging. Although both disciples are young girls, vital energy is the foundation of the early stages of cultivation.
Although Lin Fan, with the help of his system, hasn’t felt the importance of vital energy much, his current cultivation level in the Eastern Spirit Continent is akin to that of a celestial being, and his vision is naturally sharp.
Seeing Zhi Qiao practicing the “Sword Codex,” Lin Fan couldn’t help but think of the Cang Spirit Continent.
Although he has now understood the purpose of his strength, hatred is still hatred, and the grudge of annihilating his sect will not go unavenged.
The leaders of the nine great sects, the Yan Emperor, and the Empress—I hope you all have your backsides clean, waiting for me to return.
“Master, am I very powerful now?” Zhi Qiao, having completed the second layer of the “Sword Codex,” eagerly ran up to Lin Fan, looking at him with anticipation.
Lin Fan snapped out of his thoughts, smiled, and patted Zhi Qiao’s head, “Not bad, keep it up.”
Receiving praise and having her head patted by Lin Fan, the teaching skill activated at that moment.
Zhi Qiao’s comprehension ability significantly improved once again.
To Lin Fan, these practices might seem simple, but for a child as young as Zhi Qiao, reaching this level is already quite impressive.
At such a young age, she has reached the mid-level of the innate stage—her future is limitless.
“But you should learn from your junior sister. Cultivation can’t be done half-heartedly; it requires persistence,” Lin Fan said with a smile.
“Mm, I understand,” Zhi Qiao, hearing her master praise her junior sister, felt a bit jealous. She pouted, picked up her sword, and ran back to the training ground to continue practicing.
Although she’s just a little girl with small arms and legs, her swordplay is quite impressive. A single sword gleam could illuminate the four continents—though she’s still young, her potential is boundless.
In her little heart, Zhi Qiao refuses to lose. After all, she’s the senior sister—how can she lose to her junior sister?
Lin Fan sipped his tea, watching the two on the training ground, and couldn’t help but nod.
Zhi Qiao, though not naturally gifted, with average luck and talent, has now changed—her luck is soaring, reaching the heavens.
As for You Jiuling, Lin Fan has to admit that even without him, this girl would become a dominant force in the future.
The first time they met, her luck was extraordinary, and her talent was top-notch.
Compared to Mie Qiongqi, she’s equally matched.
But to Lin Fan, talent isn’t worth much. In the Holy Demon Sect, under his guidance, no one has poor talent.
Take Zhang Er Gou, for example—his talent was as bad as dog poop, but now he’s a top-tier existence.
However, luck is hard to predict. You Jiuling’s luck is much thicker than Zhi Qiao’s.
But to Lin Fan, none of this matters. As long as he’s alive, no one can bully them.
After the training session, Zhi Qiao and You Jiuling stood by Lin Fan’s side.
Lin Fan prepared to pass on some techniques to them.
Zhi Qiao, who loves sword techniques, naturally received the “Heavenly Sword,” along with “One Finger Annihilation,” “True Essence Destruction Kick,” and “Kun Peng Breathing Technique.”
Although the “Kun Peng Breathing Technique” is an offensive skill, it also enhances the absorption of true essence from the heavens and earth.
As for You Jiuling, Lin Fan imparted “Formless Heavenly Demon,” “Dragon Emperor’s Domination,” and “True Essence Destruction Kick.”
You Jiuling follows the path of dominance, and these techniques are among the best Lin Fan can teach them. Others are not suitable.
The “Blood Sea Demon Technique” is too sinister, and he fears they might go astray.
The “Palm Demon City” is even more malevolent and unsuitable for them.
The other techniques are acceptable, and they can reach three levels higher than the original versions.
If they can master them, they will have the power to destroy heaven and earth—not to be underestimated.
…
“You two practice well. I’m going out for a while,” Lin Fan said, slashing open the void and disappearing into it.
It’s time to visit the Profound Sword Pavilion—it would be too rude not to.
With Lin Fan’s current cultivation level, tearing through the void and traveling at such speeds has reached a terrifying level. The faster he goes, the greater the damage from the void’s currents.
But to Lin Fan now, these void currents are nothing.
Traveling a hundred miles in an instant is no big deal.
However, Lin Fan didn’t anticipate that even a small act of imparting techniques would spark a competitive spirit between the two children.
“Junior sister, I told you, Master loves me the most,” Zhi Qiao said happily, clenching her little fist as if she had won.
“Master loves me too,” You Jiuling retorted, unwilling to lose.
“Hehe, but Master taught me four techniques, and you only got three. That’s because Master loves me more, so he gave me an extra one,” Zhi Qiao said gleefully.
You Jiuling, seeing her senior sister’s smugness, pouted, “But Master just praised me, telling you to learn from me and practice diligently, not to slack off.”
Zhi Qiao, hearing this, felt a bit defeated but quickly smiled and said, “But Master taught me four techniques.”
“Senior sister, my cultivation level is higher than yours. I joined later, but my cultivation is higher. Master must like me more,” You Jiuling said.
“That’s nothing. I don’t care, and Master doesn’t either,” Zhi Qiao said, tilting her head to the side. Though she said she didn’t care, deep down, she did.
“Who says Master doesn’t care? My cultivation is higher, so Master must like me more,” You Jiuling said, a victorious smile on her delicate face.
“I don’t care. Master just patted my head, not yours,” Zhi Qiao said, unwilling to back down.
“But my cultivation is higher.”
“Master taught me four techniques.”
“But my cultivation is higher.”
“I’m the senior sister…”
“But my cultivation is higher.”
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“Wuwu, junior sister, you’re bullying me. I won’t play with you anymore,” Zhi Qiao suddenly burst into tears, holding her sword in one hand and rubbing her eyes with the other, crying as she walked away, seemingly heartbroken.
“I’ll never play with you again…”
You Jiuling, now with a victorious smile, felt a bit sad seeing her senior sister leave. She remembered what Sister Gong had told her, “You’re the junior sister, but your senior sister is still young. You must protect her in the future.”
“Senior sister, wait for me. I won’t make you angry anymore.”
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If Lin Fan knew that after he left, his two little disciples had a small quarrel over the techniques he imparted, he would definitely be clutching his stomach, laughing.
It’s just too funny.
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A lot has happened over the past year.
Today happens to be the day of the Profound Sword Pavilion’s leadership change.
The new sect leader is Xuan Yunxian.
The Profound Sword Pavilion and the Holy Sect have no prior interactions, so naturally, the Holy Sect wasn’t informed of this major event.
Although Xuan Yunxian often visits the Holy Sect to see Lin Fan, now that he’s gone, she doesn’t want to use this to strengthen ties with the Holy Sect.
Although the former sect leader hoped that Xuan Yunxian could invite the Holy Sect to attend the new leader’s inauguration.
After all, if the Holy Sect were to attend, the Profound Sword Pavilion’s position would be further solidified.
Those with ill intentions would also think twice about their capabilities.
But to Xuan Yunxian, she doesn’t want to do anything that would tarnish the bond between her and Lin Fan.
She loves Lin Fan, not because he’s from the Holy Sect.
She doesn’t want to give people a reason to gossip.
So the former sect leader didn’t say much more, only inviting some closely related sects to attend.
It was time to visit the Xuanjian Pavilion. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful.
At his current cultivation level, tearing through space and traveling at incredible speeds had become effortless. The faster he moved, the more violently the spatial currents battered his body. But to Lin Fan now, such damage was negligible. Traveling hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye was no exaggeration.
However, Lin Fan hadn’t expected that even passing down techniques would spark a subtle rivalry between the two young girls.
“Junior sister, I told you, Master loves me the most,” Zhiqiao beamed at You Jiuling, clenching her small fist as if she had won a battle.
“Master loves me too,” You Jiuling stubbornly replied.
“Ha! But Master gave me four techniques while you only got three. That means Master loves me more,” Zhiqiao said proudly.
You Jiuling pouted. “But Master praised me just now and told you to learn from me and train diligently without slacking off.”
Zhiqiao’s expression faltered slightly, but she quickly regained her confidence. “But Master gave me four techniques!”
“Senior sister, my cultivation level is higher than yours. You started earlier than me, yet your cultivation is lower. That means Master likes me more,” You Jiuling retorted with a triumphant smile.
“So what? I don’t care,” Zhiqiao said, turning her head away with a huff, though she secretly cared a lot.
“Master says that doesn’t matter. My cultivation level is higher, so Master must like me more,” You Jiuling added.
“But Master gave me four techniques!” Zhiqiao shot back.
“My cultivation level is higher!”
“I received four techniques from Master!”
“My cultivation level is higher!”
“I am Master’s—”
“My cultivation level is higher!”
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“Wah! Junior sister, you’re bullying me! I won’t play with you anymore!” Suddenly, Zhiqiao burst into tears. She grabbed her sword, rubbed her eyes, and walked away sobbing, looking genuinely heartbroken.
“I won’t play with you anymore…”
You Jiuling smiled victoriously, but as she watched her senior sister’s retreating figure, a hint of sadness crept into her heart. She recalled the words of the elder sister from the palace: “Even though you’re the junior sister, Senior Sister is still young. You must protect her from now on.”
“Senior Sister, wait for me! I won’t make you cry anymore!”
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If Lin Fan had known that his two little apprentices had developed such a childish rivalry over the techniques he passed down, he would have burst into laughter, clutching his stomach.
How amusing. So incredibly amusing.
…
A lot had happened over the past year.
Today marked the leadership succession ceremony of the Xuanjian Pavilion.
The new sect leader would be Xuan Yunxian.
The Xuanjian Pavilion had no formal alliance with the Holy Sect, so naturally, the Holy Sect wasn’t invited to such a significant event.
Although Xuan Yunxian often visited Lin Fan at the Holy Sect, she did not wish to use their relationship for political gain.
Though the former sect leader had hoped that Xuan Yunxian would invite the Holy Sect to attend the inauguration ceremony, she refused.
After all, if the Holy Sect were present, the Xuanjian Pavilion’s status would be greatly strengthened, and rival sects would think twice before provoking them.
But to Xuan Yunxian, she did not want to do anything that might tarnish the purity of their relationship.
She loved Lin Fan, not because he belonged to the Holy Sect, and she did not wish for rumors or gossip to taint their bond.
Thus, the former sect leader did not insist further and instead invited only a few friendly sects to attend the ceremony.
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