boyutpedia Chapter 99 Life is a journey of self-cultivation; if there are shortcuts, remember to take them.
Chapter 99 Life is a journey of self-cultivation; if there are shortcuts, remember to take them.
Chapter 99 Life is a journey of self-cultivation; if there are shortcuts, remember to take them.
"I really didn't want to be reborn? What is this?" Xiao Yan asked curiously. Judging from the name, it should be a rebirth novel, but he didn't know if it was fantasy or urban.
"It's a sweet romance novel—" Russell covered his face with his hands and took a deep breath.
This is terrible! A perfectly good piece of timber has grown crooked.
Back in the Tianlong era, he felt that Zhang Xiaofan was too dull, so he privately sent him a few novels, intending for him to observe and learn some communication skills with the opposite sex, so that he wouldn't always be so one-track-minded.
I never expected this kid to be so talented. He grasps things so quickly and is now putting what he's learned into practice, even surpassing his teacher. I never realized he was so eloquent before.
"Strange, what is Xiao Fan trying to do?" Xiao Yu suddenly pointed at Zhang Xiao Fan in the live stream with a puzzled look, and everyone looked up.
Zhang Xiaofan pulled Tian Ling'er along, chatting and laughing as they approached Lu Xueqi. He wore a simple yet sincere smile, introduced themselves in a couple of sentences, livened up the atmosphere in a few more, and then naturally introduced a topic—the three of them stood by the arena and chatted without any awkwardness, and the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.
When it was Lu Xueqi's turn to compete, Tian Ling'er was cheering her on from below.
Russell: "Holy crap!"
Upon seeing this, Xiao Yan was so shocked his jaw almost dropped. He frantically searched through the shared files in the chat group, but couldn't find the book at all. He turned to Russell impatiently, "Send it to me quickly! I'll trade you the old man in my ring!"
"Huh?" Yao Lao's eyes widened, he puffed out his beard, and angrily raised his hand to slap Xiao Yan: "You unfilial disciple!"
"You?" Russell gave Xiao Yan a strange look. "Didn't you say you only love your Xun'er? What do you need this for?"
"Study, love learning." Xiao Yan chuckled, but his eyes were somewhat unfocused, and he was even more puzzled.
He had already confirmed that there was no aphrodisiac in the medicine bottle, so where did the enhanced version in Yun Yun's hand come from?
Could it be that the will of the Great World has intervened?
"Tsk." Russell curled his lips, didn't ask any more questions, and casually copied the book list that he had sent to Zhang Xiaofan and sent it to Xiao Yan privately.
Actually, Xiao Yan is underestimating himself. He doesn't need to learn anything. He just needs to do what he wants with his passion and never give up. That youthful spirit alone is enough to attract many people.
People like Nalan Yanran, who initially looked down on him, the Han sisters later on, as well as Yafei, Xiao Yixian, and so on, were all won over by Xiao Yan.
Well, throughout the entire Battle Through the Heavens, Feng Qing'er is the only sister who looks down on Xiao Yan from beginning to end.
"Thank you." Xiao Yan received Russell's private message and hurriedly sat down to the side, waiting for the hot pot party to end so he could grind the ingredients carefully.
The scene playing at this moment is Lu Xueqi fighting Fang Chao.
Facing the young genius Xiaozhu Peak wielding the Tianya Divine Sword, Fang Chao dared not be negligent in the slightest. He summoned his immortal sword, and a thin layer of ice immediately formed within a three-zhang radius around him.
Then, hundreds of cold lights emerged, constantly clashing around Lu Xueqi.
"Senior Brother Fang Chao is so powerful, I wonder if Xueqi is his match."
Off the field, seeing the unknown Fang Chao so brave, Tian Ling'er couldn't help but worry about Lu Xueqi.
Zhang Xiaofan stared at it for a moment, then shook his head with absolute certainty: "Senior Sister Xueqi is about to unleash her ultimate move."
"What?" Tian Ling'er glanced at Zhang Xiaofan in surprise, and just as she turned her head, a clear and melodious sword cry, like a dragon's roar, resounded through the sky.
In the center of the arena, surrounded by icy sword light, Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword suddenly burst forth with a dazzling azure light. The blue light poured out like mercury, instantly covering the entire huge arena and dimming the hundreds of icy sword lights!
Lu Xueqi's aloof figure seemed to merge with the light of the Tianya Sword, moving with the sword and transforming into an indestructible blue rainbow. She pierced towards the outer sword net, and with a series of clanging sounds, the sword net set up by Fang Chao was completely destroyed. Then, with undiminished momentum, she smashed through the three ice walls set up by Fang Chao and pounced towards Fang Chao himself.
"I give up! I give up!"
Fang Chao roared, and a blue light flashed in Lu Xueqi's eyes. She twisted her body in mid-air, abruptly stopping her forward momentum, and lightly landed back on the arena. The Tianya Sword's brilliance subsided, restoring its ancient appearance.
"Xiao Fan, how did you know?" Tian Ling'er asked, both surprised and delighted, pulling Zhang Xiao Fan aside.
At this moment, Lu Xueqi had already gracefully descended from the stage and landed back in her original spot. Hearing Tian Ling'er's words, she also asked, "How did you know that?"
Tian Ling'er then told Lu Xueqi about Zhang Xiaofan's prediction that she would use magic. After hearing this, Lu Xueqi stared at Zhang Xiaofan with curiosity in her eyes.
"Uh—" Zhang Xiaofan himself seemed a little confused, scratching his head and managing to utter two words: "Feeling."
"@Russell, Little Russell, do you guys feel the same way?" Zhang Xiaofan asked in the group.
Russell: "A little bit."
Xiao Yan: "Absolutely not."
Han Li: "+1"
Xiaoyu: "Me too."
Seeing that even Xiao Yu, the most talented person in the group, had fallen silent, Xiao Yan couldn't help but turn his gaze to Ye Fan: "Emperor Ye, what's going on with you?"
Ye Fan: "Get out of here!"
Didn't he realize he hadn't even found the Qi sensation?
Xiao Yan chuckled upon hearing this. He had been so focused on Ye Fan having the highest world level that he had forgotten about this guy's Ancient Sacred Body, which was practically useless in the Sea of Bitterness.
"In that case—" Russell was a little puzzled. He could sense that it was because of the authority given to him by Lu Mingze, but what was going on with Zhang Xiaofan?
"I even doubt whether I'll be able to break through to the first level of Qi Refining when I go back," Ye Fan said bitterly.
The Ancient Sacred Body was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, and even when it was suppressed to other worlds, the Dao laws that it endured were not affected.
In the original story, he was able to successfully open the Sea of Bitterness purely because of the laws of the Ancient Forbidden Realm and the medicinal power of the Elixir of Immortality.
"If all else fails, I'll take a break first and come back when I reach Beidou." For a moment, Ye Fan had the idea of backing out. Although he could cultivate in this world, it was of little use to him. Staying here would just be a waste of time. Rather than that, he might as well go back first and come back after he opened the path of cultivation.
"I don't think it's necessary." Russell thought for a moment, then suddenly raised an eyebrow: "Even with powerful medicine and the laws of time, there are ways to deal with it."
"Fellow Daoist Luo, do you mean to say—" Han Li noticed Russell's gaze on him and realized what was happening. He took out the small green bottle, but hesitated. "It's not that I'm stingy, but although Brother Ye's Holy Body is special, the Heavenly Creation Dew is only effective on spiritual plants and is highly poisonous to living things. Are you sure you want to try it, Brother Ye?"
"Let's try! Why not give it a try!" Ye Fan agreed on the spot without even thinking.
The bold get rich, the timid starve! Knowing full well that there is a great road to heaven ahead, yet being unable to enter due to one's physical limitations, is worse than death.
Furthermore, if he really can't hold on any longer, he has one last trick up his sleeve: teleporting back to Earth to find his little sister for help.
"In that case, I, Han, wish Brother Ye all the best in advance, may you achieve enlightenment and break free from your shackles!"
Seeing Ye Fan's decisiveness, Han Li did not hesitate either. He immediately took out the small green bottle and dripped a drop of emerald green liquid into Ye Fan's wine glass.
Once the Dew of Creation of the Heavens was born, it filled the entire cave with incomparably pure spiritual energy.
"Cheers first, as a sign of respect." Ye Fan had just picked up his wine glass when Russell tossed out the Tiger Talisman: "It's better to be safe than sorry."
Ye Fan caught the talisman, nodded, and drank it all in one gulp.
Contrary to expectations, Ye Fan felt an indescribable, powerful yet gentle surge of vital energy, like a warm spring breeze, rapidly spreading from his stomach, flowing along his meridians to his limbs and bones, and finally slowly converging at that mysterious spot below his abdomen.
"I have finally sensed the existence of the Wheel of Life, and the source of divine power there is boiling!" Ye Fan said happily, and began to silently circulate the profound techniques recorded in the first volume of the Heavenly Book to break through the Sea of Bitterness.
The cave gradually quieted down, and Ye Fan sat there quietly like a stone statue.
Zhang Xiaofan also turned off his live stream, saying he was going to visit the scenery of Tongtian Peak with his two senior sisters.
After an unknown amount of time, the cave suddenly shone brightly, bursting with sounds like a tsunami. Endless divine light surged from Ye Fan's Sea of Bitterness, a golden expanse accompanied by lightning and thunder.
"I think I've really succeeded." Ye Fan opened his eyes and could feel an extremely tiny golden light appear at the location of his sea of bitterness. It was only the size of a sesame seed, but it was like a miniature sun, quietly suspended in the center of the dark sea of bitterness, radiating a warm and tenacious light.
As Russell, Han Li, and the others felt the vibrant life force emanating from Ye Fan, they couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. They also longed to cultivate the Heaven-Covering Technique!
Qingyun Gate, located behind Tongtian Peak.
Surrounded by mountain mists, with ancient trees reaching for the sky and streams babbling among the craggy rocks, it is indeed a quiet and secluded place.
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Zhang Xiaofan led Lu Xueqi and Tian Ling'er on a spring outing here. They strolled along, stopping frequently to chat and laugh, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
"Xiao Fan, why did you think of bringing us here?" Tian Ling'er asked curiously, pushing aside a vine that was hanging in front of her eyes. She was dressed in red, which made her stand out brightly against the green of the mountain forest.
Zhang Xiaofan replied earnestly, "Senior sister, I read this in those martial arts novels. Usually, in remote back mountains like this, there might be some senior cave or lost inheritance hidden. If we search carefully, we might actually stumble upon some divine skill manual or divine weapon."
Upon hearing this, Tian Ling'er's eyes lit up immediately, and Lu Xueqi, who was standing next to her, also found it interesting. So the three of them slowed down and began to explore seriously.
There were no traces of martial arts manuals or divine weapons, but after passing through a dense bamboo forest, a solemn and majestic hall suddenly appeared before them, standing quietly among the pines and cypresses.
The hall's eaves and brackets, and the glazed tile roof, shimmered with a warm luster under the sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves. The hall was deep and the interior was slightly dim, with only flickering candlelight and a small, ever-burning lamp hanging in the air. Wisps of smoke drifted out of the hall, carrying the scent of sandalwood.
"Where is this place?" The three arrived in front of the hall. Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the plaque, which seemed to have some writing on it, but it was somewhat blurred due to its age.
Tian Ling'er examined it carefully and recalled, "I've heard my father mention that the Ancestral Temple seems to be located here."
"The Ancestral Hall?" Zhang Xiaofan murmured repeatedly, a thought suddenly occurring to him: "Can ordinary disciples like us go in?"
"The sect rules don't seem to explicitly prohibit ordinary disciples from entering to worship, so it should be allowed, right?" Tian Ling'er wasn't quite sure either.
"Then we can go in." Zhang Xiaofan nodded. Brother Luo had said that anything not prohibited by law is permissible. He then walked straight to the two heavy, dark red doors and reached out to push them open.
"Junior Brother Xiao Fan," Lu Xueqi's voice rang out, tinged with a hint of doubt, "What are you going to do?"
Zhang Xiaofan turned around, looking completely at ease: "Since we've come to the Ancestral Temple, it's only natural that we go in and pay our respects to the past patriarchs. It's a matter of etiquette."
He spoke with utmost sincerity, but Tian Ling'er, being the person she was, immediately looked him up and down with suspicion: "There must be more than that, right?"
"As expected, you can't hide it from Senior Sister." Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, then lowered his voice and said, "Those stories also say that ancestral halls in important places like this are often guarded or cultivated by reclusive senior masters. For the future of our sect, the flowers of the righteous path, asking for a pill or two isn't too much to ask, is it? Asking for a pointer or two isn't too much to ask, is it?"
Lu Xueqi and Tian Ling'er exchanged a glance, both seeing the same helplessness in each other's eyes. But seeing his enthusiasm and expectant expression, they couldn't bear to spoil his fun.
The group walked around a few times, but didn't see a single person.
"Strange, why is there no one here?" Zhang Xiaofan stood there, rubbing his chin, feeling that something was not right.
That's not what the Chunyang Supplement says.
Lu Xueqi quickly said, "In that case, let's leave after we offer incense."
Tian Ling'er nodded in agreement and tugged at Zhang Xiaofan's sleeve: "Junior Sister Xueqi is right. If we get caught, my dad will probably nag me for a long time."
Thinking of Tian Buyi's stern face, she couldn't help but shrink back.
Mentioning their master, Zhang Xiaofan also stiffened and quickly said, "Senior Sister is right, we'll leave after we finish paying our respects."
After offering incense, the three left. However, just as they were about to step out of the ancestral hall, Zhang Xiaofan paused almost imperceptibly. He subconsciously turned around, his gaze quickly sweeping over the deep, flickering candlelight and smoke inside the hall. His brows furrowed slightly, and a faint hint of doubt flashed in his eyes before returning to normal.
"Xiao Fan, what's wrong?" Tian Ling'er asked.
"It's nothing," Zhang Xiaofan shook his head. "Let's go."
"Did that kid spot us?"
I think it looks like it.
Inside the ancestral hall, the smoke of incense continued to rise. Shortly after the door closed and the footsteps faded into the distance, two voices suddenly rang out in the previously silent hall.
Two figures seemed to slowly emerge from the boundary between candlelight and darkness, like reflections in water gradually solidifying.
One of them wore a simple Taoist robe, had a gaunt face, and deep eyes; the other wore a gray robe and looked very old.
Dao Xuan Zhenren looked towards the gate and said slowly, "That child is one of the orphans from Caomiao Village that I mentioned to you before."
"Oh? Is it the one that Junior Brother Cangsong took in as a disciple?" Wan Jianyi asked.
Dao Xuan shook his head: "No, it's the one under Junior Brother Tian's tutelage. The other two girls are Tian Ling'er, the daughter of Junior Brother Tian and Junior Sister Su Ru, and Lu Xueqi, the little disciple of Junior Sister Shuiyue from Xiaozhu Peak."
"Su Ru—Shui Yue—" Upon suddenly hearing these long-unheard names, Wan Jianyi's expression clearly faltered for a moment, as if covered in the dust of time. He then chuckled and shook his head: "Fatty Tian has indeed taught an interesting disciple. Leading the little darling of Xiaozhu Peak recklessly like this, isn't he afraid that if Junior Sister Shui Yue finds out, she'll take the Tianya Divine Sword and storm up Dazhu Peak?"
Dao Xuan Zhenren seemed to have also thought of that chaotic scene, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards almost imperceptibly, but he quickly returned to his usual solemnity and said, "Speaking of Caomiao Village, Yicai wrote to me some time ago, saying that he had found another villager from Caomiao Village. Now that he has achieved success in his cultivation, he is hiding in Kongsang Mountain with him."
Upon hearing this, Wan Jianyi sighed softly: "This is a good thing."
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A moment of silence fell over the hall, then Wan Jianyi spoke up, puzzled, "Speaking of which, this kid is neither handsome nor dashing, how did he manage that?"
"Junior brother—" Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan Zhenren's usually calm and composed face revealed a hint of speechlessness.
Isn't this focus a bit off?
Wan Jianyi, however, remained oblivious, still stroking his chin and gazing in the direction of the gate, his eyes filled with pure curiosity and contemplation.
He used to charm girls with his unparalleled looks and dashing demeanor, but what makes this guy so special? No way, he has to figure this out!
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