Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

Shangguan Ce stroked his white beard, stared at Lin Jingyu, shook his head, his eyes filled with deep empathy, and offered rare words of advice:
"Young man, don't get angry, anger will harm your health."

"Also, don't do too much manual labor in the future, otherwise your energy and spirit will be greatly depleted, and you will even strain your muscles and bones, age quickly, and it will even have a great impact on your cultivation."

As soon as Shangguan Ce finished speaking, Xiao Bai, Lu Xueqi, Jin Ping'er, Li Xun, and Xiao Yicai's gazes fell on Lin Jingyu.

Xiao Yicai, acting out of a sense of responsibility as the senior disciple of Qingyun, asked with a concerned expression:

“Junior Brother Lin, back when you were barely up to my chest, I watched you go up the mountain to become a disciple and learn martial arts.”

"Now you're all grown up, much taller than me, and you're handsome with fair skin and red lips."

"However, Uncle-Master Shangguan is right. In the future, you should not practice your craft too hard. Not only will it make you age faster, but it will also be very detrimental to your cultivation. I hope you remember this."

"Haha...haha..." Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but laugh when he heard Xiao Yicai's words, especially when he saw Xiao Yicai's serious expression and Lin Jingyu's embarrassed red face.

Lin Jingyu looked at Xiao Yicai, who was full of concern, listened to Zhang Xiaofan's loud laughter, and felt the gazes of Li Xun, Lu Xueqi, Jin Ping'er, and Xiaobai. She felt her face burning hot.

Finally, Lin Jingyu glared angrily at Shangguan Ce. Recalling Shangguan Ce's words, his anger surged to the top of his head, and he roared:
"Shangguan Ce, you son of a bitch!"

“Shangguan Ce, your senior brother Yun Yilan is older than you. He is now a handsome young man in his twenties.”

"But you look so old. I heard that you once guarded the Xuanhuo Altar, the sacred ground of Fenxiang Valley, for three hundred years, all alone. Was it because you were practicing your craftsmanship so hard that you look so old, like a decrepit old man?"

"You..." Shangguan Ce was about to get angry, and even wanted to teach Lin Jingyu a lesson. After all, he was in a high position and had great power. He was respected wherever he went.

Lin Jingyu was just a junior, yet he dared to contradict him in public. Filled with anger, he prepared to teach Lin Jingyu a lesson.

However, remembering the seemingly close relationship between Lin Jingyu and Zhang Xiaofan, he suppressed his anger, stroked his long white beard, smiled, and said kindly:
"Young man, don't get angry!"

Lin Jingyu seemed still angry. Suddenly remembering that the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, who had been imprisoned by Fenxiang Valley for three hundred years, was here, he looked at Xiaobai and, thinking that he needed her help, asked in a very sweet voice:
"Most beautiful Little White Sister, may I ask if Yun Yilan has diligently practiced any craftsmanship during the three hundred years he has been watching over you at the Xuanhuo Altar?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Bai, recalling the three hundred years he had been imprisoned in Burning Incense Valley, was filled with rage and truthfully replied:
"Indeed, Shangguan Ce has worked hard to hone his skills over the past three hundred years."

"Moreover, Shangguan Ce looked like a handsome young man back then, but now he looks so old, like a decrepit old man."

At this point, Xiaobai rubbed his forehead and sighed, saying:

"Sigh, it's all because of skilled trades that people are so badly harmed!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingyu clapped his hands, stared intently at Shangguan Ce, and exclaimed excitedly:
"Old scoundrel Shangguan, now that you have both witnesses and evidence, just admit it. Also, confess the truth about these three hundred years of craftsmanship and pass on three hundred years of craftsmanship experience to your nephew Li Xun."

Shangguan Ce felt incredibly ashamed and wished he could disappear into a hole.

He was a brilliant man throughout his life, his fame resounding throughout the entire cultivation world. Unexpectedly, in his old age, he suffered such disgrace in this very matter.

Lin Jingyu was eloquent, and he couldn't out-argue the other party. Moreover, the other party looked old, and there was also Xiaobai's testimony. There were both witnesses and physical evidence.

So, Shangguan Ce simply bowed respectfully to Zhang Xiaofan and said:

"open……"

Shangguan Ce initially intended to address Zhang Xiaofan as "Junior Nephew Zhang," but considering the latter's extremely high cultivation level and his current position as the Vice Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, he feared that addressing him as "Junior Nephew Zhang" would be beneath Zhang's dignity, offend him, and prevent him from offending Zhang Xiaofan. Therefore, he immediately changed his address:

"Fellow Daoist, I have important matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now!" "Hmm!" Zhang Xiaofan responded with a faint "hmm."

Having received Zhang Xiaofan's permission, Shangguan Ce turned around, glanced at Li Xun, and said:
“Nephew, let’s hurry back to Burning Incense Valley and report to the Valley Master that the Beast God is dead.”

After saying that, a white light appeared around Shangguan Ce's body, and with a movement, he transformed into a long rainbow and flew towards the outside of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Li Xun glanced at Lu Xueqi with reluctance, his heart filled with love as he looked at her stunningly beautiful face and her aloof and peerless temperament.

However, he knew that there was absolutely no possibility of him being with Lu Xueqi in this lifetime.

After all, Lu Xueqi loved Zhang Xiaofan, and the gap between them was like an insurmountable chasm.

Ugh!
Li Xun sighed deeply in his heart, clasped his hands in a salute to Zhang Xiaofan, and said:
"Junior Brother Zhang, please take care of my beloved junior sister Yan Hong."

"She lost both her parents at a young age and was only five years old when she arrived at Fenxiang Valley. After her master took her as his disciple, he went into seclusion and neglected her. I was already over twenty years old at the time, so I raised her single-handedly."

"She lacked love since childhood, so I'm entrusting my junior sister to you."

Zhang Xiaofan hadn't expected that Yan Hong's background was similar to his own, and he felt a certain empathy for her. Moreover, Yan Hong was gentle, kind, and understanding, so he said:
"Senior Brother Li, please rest assured, I will definitely take care of Yan Hong for the rest of my life. As long as I am here, everything will be fine."

"Thank you!" Li Xun clasped his hands and bowed in gratitude. Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation was now extremely high, and he held great prestige within the Qingyun Sect. With Zhang Xiaofan's help, his junior sister would certainly have no worries in the Qingyun Sect, which put his mind at ease.

Of course, he also understood Zhang Xiaofan's words about taking care of her for life and being understanding, and he knew that his junior sister was in Qingyun Sect and might be taken advantage of by Zhang Xiaofan.

However, the cultivation world is one where the strong are respected and revered. The weak, once they leave the mountain gate, may encounter a demonic sect and die a violent death.

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan treats his women extremely well, and his junior sister also likes him.

He thought it would be great if his junior sister really got together with Zhang Xiaofan.

Then, Li Xun looked at Lu Xueqi beside him, clasped his hands in a respectful bow, and said sincerely:

"Junior Sister Lu, I was quite abrupt before, it was my fault, please forgive me..."

Lu Xueqi looked at Li Xun's sincere face and said coldly and indifferently:
"It doesn't matter, I've never taken it to heart anyway. Because in my heart, there has only ever been one person."

Heartbroken!
Heartbroken!
pain!
It felt as if a thousand steel needles were piercing my heart at the same time, causing unbearable pain.

Although he was in immense pain, Li Xun pretended to be nonchalant and smiled:

"I'm glad Junior Sister Lu doesn't mind. Take care!"

After saying that, Li Xun quickly turned around, and the Nine Yang Ruler appeared under his feet. He then chased after Shangguan Ce with the ruler.

Two tears rolled down from the passing sky...

Zhang Xiaofan watched Li Xun's departing figure, thinking to himself that Li Xun had grown a lot since their first meeting after a series of events.

In the future, after Yun Yilan passes away, Fenxiang Valley, under Li Xun's leadership, will surely become far more prosperous than it is today.

(End of this chapter)