He fell off a cliff but unexpectedly gained a cultivation inheritance.

The deep autumn night was as dark as ink, spilling over Zhang Bufan's new villa in his hometown. The solar lights in the courtyard emitted a soft, warm light, illuminating the blue brick path clearly and adding a touch of warmth to the slightly chilly night.

Inside the villa's dining room, the lights were on, and a rectangular solid wood dining table was laden with a sumptuous feast. The steaming food emitted an enticing aroma, filling the entire dining room with a warm and inviting atmosphere.

Tomorrow is the day Zhang Bufan will return to his sect in the Huashan Secret Realm with Ye Qingxue and Yue Ling'er. To give them a farewell dinner, Xie Fenglian started preparing in the afternoon, cooking all of Zhang Bufan's favorite dishes from childhood to adulthood, filling the table to the brim. There were glistening braised pork ribs, golden and crispy fried pork, tender and refreshing stir-fried vegetables, and fragrant chicken stew with mushrooms... Each dish was generous in portion and tempting in color, but the main dish in the center of the table—braised silver fish—was the most important.

The silver fish was a spiritual creature that Zhang Bufan retrieved from the secret realm of the ring. Its flesh was tender and contained rich spiritual energy. After Xie Fenglian cooked it using home-style methods, it not only retained the freshness of the silver fish, but also gained a touch of home cooking. It melted in your mouth and was fresh but not greasy.

"Eat up, eat up, these are all your favorites. You're leaving tomorrow, so eat something to fill your stomach." Xie Fenglian said with a smile as she put a large piece of braised silver fish on Zhang Bufan's plate, her eyes full of affection. Although she was reluctant to see her son leave, the thought that he was going to do something worthwhile filled her with more relief and pride.

Zhang Jianguo also picked up his wine glass and raised it to Zhang Bufan: "Bufan, you've worked hard these past two months. The house is all thanks to you. Be careful on your journey tomorrow. Focus on your cultivation in the sect. Don't worry about us old folks; we'll take good care of ourselves at home."

"Dad, Mom, don't worry." Zhang Bufan put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass, clinked it with his father's, and drank it all in one gulp. "I will cultivate diligently in the sect and take good care of Qingxue and Ling'er. I hope you are comfortable living in this house. Call me anytime if anything happens."

Ye Qingxue smiled and placed a piece of vegetables on Xie Fenglian's plate, saying softly, "Mom, your cooking is so delicious, even better than what you get in restaurants. Thank you for taking care of us these past few days. We'll call you and Dad often after we return to our sect."

"No trouble at all, no trouble at all." Xie Fenglian smiled broadly. "Qingxue, I'm at ease knowing you're with Bufan. Just take care of each other, cultivate diligently, and you'll both be fine in the future."

Yue Ling'er, holding a small bowl with her mouth stuffed full, raised her head and nodded vigorously when she heard Xie Fenglian's words. She said indistinctly, "Uncle and Aunt, I will help my senior brother take care of Sister Ye! We will definitely cultivate well!" After saying that, she picked up a piece of braised silver fish and put it in her mouth, her little face full of satisfaction.

During this time, she completely fell in love with Xie Fenglian's cooking, especially the braised silver fish, which she never tired of. The family sat around the table, chatting and laughing, enjoying each other's company. There was no sadness of parting, only warm words of advice and anticipation. It was already late autumn, and the leaves outside the window had long since turned yellow, swaying gently in the wind, but the atmosphere in the dining room was exceptionally warm.

Looking at his parents, Ye Qingxue, and Yue Ling'er beside him, Zhang Bufan felt a surge of joy. He recalled his previous destitution and confusion in the mortal world, and comparing it to his current life, he was filled with emotion. If he hadn't accidentally fallen off a cliff, met Xuanqing Daoist, and received his inheritance, he probably would never have had this kind of life.

"Dad, Mom, the New Year is just over three months away." Zhang Bufan put down his wine glass and said with a smile, "I will bring Qingxue and Ling'er back for the New Year, and then our family will have a proper reunion."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Xie Fenglian and Zhang Jianguo agreed in unison, their faces beaming with joy. Xie Fenglian quickly added, "That's wonderful! I'll prepare delicious food for you in advance, and cook your favorite dishes again, so we can have a lively and festive New Year!"

"Yes!" Zhang Bufan nodded, his heart filled with anticipation. When he was working hard in Pengcheng, he rarely had time to go home for the Spring Festival. Now that he was able, he naturally wanted to spend more time with his parents. Dinner continued for a long time in a warm atmosphere, only gradually ending when everyone had eaten and drunk their fill. Xie Fenglian and Zhang Jianguo cleared the table. Zhang Bufan wanted to help, but Xie Fenglian stopped him: "You should go and rest. You have a long journey tomorrow, so you need to be well-rested. Your dad and I are here; you don't need to help."

Knowing his mother's temperament, Zhang Bufan didn't insist. He nodded to his parents and then walked towards their respective rooms with Ye Qingxue and Yue Ling'er. Although Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue had remarried, they still lived in separate rooms to focus on their cultivation. However, every night after finishing his cultivation, Zhang Bufan would go to Ye Qingxue's room to rest, keeping each other company and exchanging cultivation insights.

Back in his room, Zhang Bufan sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and quickly entered a meditative state. He circulated the "Mysterious Purity Dao Inquiry Technique," and the sparse spiritual energy around him slowly gathered into his body. Although the spiritual energy in the mortal world was far less abundant than that in the Mount Hua Secret Realm, with the nourishment of the silver fish, immortal peaches, and spiritual spring water during this period, his cultivation was steadily improving.

His spiritual power, in particular, was already significantly stronger than that of other cultivators of the same level after being empowered by the remnant soul of Xuanqing Daoist. Coupled with two months of dedicated cultivation, it had improved dramatically, far surpassing that of ordinary early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators. Meanwhile, Ye Qingxue and Yue Ling'er were also diligently cultivating in their respective rooms.

Ye Qingxue had only recently entered the early stage of Foundation Establishment and needed to accumulate spiritual power as quickly as possible to stabilize her realm. Yue Ling'er, although already at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, possessed exceptional talent and cultivated at an extremely fast pace, showing no signs of slackening. All three knew that the path of cultivation was like rowing against the current; if you didn't advance, you would fall behind. Only by constantly improving their strength could they gain a foothold in the perilous world of cultivation. Time passed quietly in the tranquility of their cultivation, and before they knew it, it was late at night. Zhang Bufan completed a full cycle of spiritual power within his body, slowly finished his practice, and opened his eyes.

It was nearly midnight, and the night outside the window was even darker. The entire village was fast asleep, broken only by the occasional bark of a dog. Zhang Bufan stood up, stretched, and felt his spiritual energy flowing smoothly through his body, filling him with power. He quickly washed up, then gently pushed open the door and headed towards Ye Qingxue's room. The rooms weren't far apart; he arrived in just a few steps.

Zhang Bufan knocked on the door, and Ye Qingxue's gentle voice came from inside: "Come in." Zhang Bufan pushed open the door and went in. He saw that Ye Qingxue had finished her cultivation and was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for him. She was wearing a light-colored nightgown, her long hair was draped over her shoulders, and her face had a faint blush, making her look exceptionally gentle and charming.

Seeing Zhang Bufan enter, a tenderness flashed in Ye Qingxue's eyes as she smiled at him. "Finished your cultivation?" "Yes, just finished." Zhang Bufan walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to hold Ye Qingxue's hand. Feeling the warmth of her hand, his heart filled with tenderness. "And you? Did your cultivation go smoothly today?"

"It went smoothly, and I feel my spiritual energy has become more stable." Ye Qingxue nodded, leaned on Zhang Bufan's shoulder, and said softly, "I'm going back to the sect tomorrow. To be honest, I'm quite reluctant to leave my uncle and aunt." "Me too." Zhang Bufan gently patted her back and said tenderly, "But it's okay, we'll be back for the New Year in a few months, and then we'll be able to see them again."

Ye Qingxue looked up into Zhang Bufan's eyes, her gaze filled with affection. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek. Zhang Bufan felt a warmth in his heart, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her lips. A cozy atmosphere filled the room as the two wanted to cherish this rare moment of peace.

Zhang Bufan's heart suddenly sank, a strong sense of unease instantly surging within him! This was a warning originating from the depths of his soul, the instinctive reaction of a cultivator when facing mortal danger! Zhang Bufan's expression changed drastically, he cursed inwardly, and without thinking, he abruptly pushed Ye Qingxue aside, shouting loudly, "Enemy attack! Qingxue, be careful!"

At the same time, he released his spiritual power without reservation, and his spiritual domain instantly expanded to its maximum range! After being empowered by the remnant soul of Xuanqing Daoist, Zhang Bufan's spiritual power was already far superior to that of other cultivators of the same level. In addition, after two months of arduous cultivation, his spiritual power surged even more. The coverage area of ​​his spiritual domain also increased from the original radius of one kilometer to a spherical area with a radius of two kilometers, which is even larger than the spiritual domain range of Yue Ling'er, who has already reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage!

As soon as his mental domain expanded, Zhang Bufan instantly detected the anomaly. At the edge of his mental domain, three figures wearing black cloaks and strange masks were rapidly swooping down from the sky! The masks were made of a special material that could block the detection of divine sense, preventing Zhang Bufan from seeing their appearance and true cultivation level.

Judging from their speed of descent and the aura emanating from them, they were definitely cultivators, and their cultivation was not low! Xiao Jiulang and his two companions had originally planned to sneak into the villa undetected under the cover of night and launch a surprise attack on Zhang Bufan. They never expected that Zhang Bufan's spiritual domain would have such a wide coverage area; they were discovered nearly two kilometers away from the villa! The surprise attack plan was completely ruined. The three men's expressions changed, and they no longer concealed their movements. Each of them summoned magical artifacts from their storage bags and launched a fierce attack on the room where Zhang Bufan was!

"Die!" Xiao Jiulang roared, his eyes filled with violence and greed. He instantly locked onto the location of Zhang Bufan's room, and with a sudden swing of his high-grade yellow-rank spear, a sharp spear light, accompanied by a piercing sound, crashed down towards the roof of the villa.

The other two collateral uncles, Xiao Yuan and Xiao Gang, both at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, also unleashed their respective mid-grade Yellow Rank magic weapons—a large sword and a heavy axe—followed by two equally sharp beams of spiritual light, their target being Zhang Bufan's room! They clearly intended to break through the roof and kill Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue inside!

Seeing this, Zhang Bufan's eyes instantly turned red! This villa was something he had built for his parents with his own hands, a labor of love that had taken a lot of his effort. His parents had only lived there for a few days, and these people actually wanted to destroy it! This anger far exceeded the anger he felt from the attack on him!

"You dare destroy my house? You're asking for death!" Zhang Bufan roared, shielding Ye Qingxue with his body while shouting to the next room, "Ling'er! Come out quickly! There are enemies!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Bufan no longer hesitated. Holding Ye Qingxue, he frantically circulated his spiritual power and used the Wall-Passing Technique. The two of them instantly became illusory and passed directly through the thick wall, appearing above the roof of the villa!

"Senior Brother!" Yue Ling'er's voice rang out at the same time. Her reaction was swift; upon hearing Zhang Bufan's call, she immediately ended her cultivation and summoned her mid-grade Xuan-rank flying sword. Xiao Jiulang and the other two were astonished to see Zhang Bufan carrying Ye Qingxue onto the roof. Especially Xiao Jiulang; when he saw Ye Qingxue in her revealing pajamas, nestled in Zhang Bufan's arms, an uncontrollable surge of anger welled up within him, almost making him vomit blood! The woman he had dreamed of was being held so intimately by Zhang Bufan—how could he possibly tolerate this?

"Zhang Bufan! You bastard! How dare you take Qingxue for yourself! Today I will tear you to pieces!" Xiao Jiulang roared furiously, his killing intent almost tangible. At this moment, the magical weapons of both sides clashed! In this instant, the difference in resources between a sect and a mortal cultivation family was completely revealed! Yue Ling'er's flying sword was a mid-grade Xuan-rank weapon, while Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue's flying swords were also low-grade Xuan-rank weapons. The highest-grade magical weapon in the hands of Xiao Jiulang and his two companions was only Xiao Jiulang's high-grade Huang-rank spear, and Xiao Yuan and Xiao Gang were using mid-grade Huang-rank broadswords and heavy axes! There was a world of difference between Xuan-rank and Huang-rank magical weapons!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Three violent collisions rang out in succession, the ear-piercing metallic scraping sound causing pain to the eardrums. The mid-grade Yellow-rank greatsword and heavy axe that Xiao Yuan and Xiao Gang had summoned were instantly cut in half as if they were made of paper the moment they collided with Yue Ling'er and Zhang Bufan's Xuan-rank flying swords. The broken fragments flew in all directions with sharp momentum!

Although Xiao Jiulang's high-grade yellow-rank spear was slightly more sturdy and wasn't directly severed, it was still violently shaken by Ye Qingxue's flying sword. The spiritual light on the spear instantly dimmed, its spiritual essence greatly diminished, clearly indicating it had suffered severe damage! "How is this possible?!" The expressions of Xiao Jiulang and the other two changed drastically, their eyes filled with disbelief. They never imagined that the magical artifacts in the hands of Zhang Bufan and his companions would be so powerful! Especially Xiao Yuan and Xiao Gang, seeing their magical artifacts instantly severed, were utterly shocked. They realized that they seemed to have underestimated Zhang Bufan's strength!

What alarmed them even more was that, at the moment of impact, they clearly sensed the spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Zhang Bufan and his companions! Yue Ling'er emanated the spiritual energy of a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, while Zhang Bufan and Ye Qingxue emanated the spiritual energy of an early-Foundation Establishment cultivator! Three Foundation Establishment cultivators! This completely contradicted their previous investigation's information of "one early-Foundation Establishment cultivator and two Qi Refining cultivators"! The information was wrong! And wildly wrong! Xiao Jiulang and his companions felt a chill run down their spines, a strong sense of fear washing over them. They had originally thought that with the strength of two mid-Foundation Establishment cultivators and one early-Foundation Establishment cultivator, dealing with Zhang Bufan and his companions would be more than enough, even an easy crushing victory. But now it seemed that the one being crushed was not them, but Zhang Bufan and his companions!

"Retreat! Retreat now!" Xiao Yuan reacted the fastest, shouting with a deathly pale face, and turned to run away. He knew that staying would only lead to death! Xiao Gang also reacted and turned to run without hesitation.

Although Xiao Jiulang was unwilling and his eyes were still filled with greed as he looked at Ye Qingxue, he knew that the situation was beyond his control and that it would be too late if he didn't run now. He glared fiercely at Zhang Bufan, gritted his teeth, and turned to flee into the distance.

"Trying to run? Too late!" Zhang Bufan sneered, his eyes filled with murderous intent. These people dared to ambush him in the dead of night and almost destroyed his parents' house. If he let them escape, wouldn't he look too incompetent? Moreover, letting a tiger return to the mountain would surely cause future trouble! Since they've come today, they won't leave alive! "Ling'er, the one on the left is yours!" Zhang Bufan shouted to Yue Ling'er, then, wielding his Xuan Tie sword, he transformed into a white light and chased after Xiao Gang on the right.

Yue Ling'er nodded, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes. The emerald green flying sword in her hand instantly transformed into a streak of light, stabbing fiercely towards Xiao Yuan's back! Yue Ling'er cultivated the most advanced Heaven-rank technique of the Immortal Sword Sect, the "Azure Peak Sword Art," which was created by the sect's founding ancestor, the "Azure Peak Sword Immortal," who was in the Mahayana stage. The sword technique was exquisite and the attack power was extremely strong.

Dealing with Xiao Yuan, an ordinary mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator who had lost his magic weapon and was in a state of mental chaos, was a piece of cake! Xiao Yuan had only run a few steps when he felt a chilling aura behind him. He was shocked and tried to turn around to defend himself, but it was too late! "Pfft!" With a soft sound, the emerald green flying sword instantly pierced Xiao Yuan's back, exiting through his chest and drawing a spray of blood. Xiao Yuan's body stiffened, the life force in his eyes quickly vanished, and he fell heavily from the sky, dying instantly! One move! With just one move, Yue Ling'er had instantly killed a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator!

On the other side, Zhang Bufan was also extremely fast. The "Mysterious Purity Dao Inquiry Technique" he cultivated was a top-level cultivation technique in the Immortal Realm. Although his spiritual root aptitude was not good, the spiritual power in his body was much more abundant than that of cultivators of the same level, and even more refined and powerful than that of Yue Ling'er.

Wielding the Xuan Tie sword, he caught up with Xiao Gang and, without a word, unleashed the basic sword technique from the "Xuanqing Daodao Jue," slashing towards Xiao Gang's neck! Xiao Gang was terrified, desperately trying to muster his spiritual power to defend himself, but his spiritual power was far inferior to Zhang Bufan's, and having lost his magic weapon, he was utterly powerless to block this fierce sword strike! "Crack!" With a crisp sound, Xiao Gang's head was severed, blood gushing out, his body falling to the ground—a one-hit kill!

In a mere moment, Zhang Bufan and Yue Ling'er had slain two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators! Only Xiao Jiulang remained, desperately fleeing. He looked back and saw Xiao Yuan and Xiao Gang killed one after another, and terrified, he ran even faster.

Seeing this, Ye Qingxue immediately wielded her golden flying sword and gave chase, unleashing a barrage of sharp sword energy towards Xiao Jiulang's back! Although Xiao Jiulang was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, his high-grade yellow-rank spear had lost much of its spiritual essence and could not unleash its full power. He could only barely swing the spear to defend against Ye Qingxue's attacks. "Clang clang clang!" Several collisions rang out, and Xiao Jiulang was forced back by the sword energy, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, clearly injured. However, relying on the spear's defense, he managed to temporarily block Ye Qingxue's attacks and continued to flee towards the distant mountains and forests.

"Hmph!" Zhang Bufan snorted coldly. After dealing with Xiao Gang, he flashed and instantly caught up with Xiao Jiulang. A cold killing intent flashed in his eyes. The Xuan Tie sword in his hand flew out, and without the slightest hesitation, he thrust it fiercely towards Xiao Jiulang's dantian! He wanted to cripple Xiao Jiulang's cultivation and make him wish he were dead! Xiao Jiulang felt the deadly danger coming from behind and trembled with fear. He wanted to turn around to defend himself, but it was already too late.

"Pfft!" The Xuan Tie sword pierced his dantian with pinpoint accuracy, shattering it completely! Xiao Jiulang let out a shrill scream as his spiritual energy instantly went berserk and chaotic, his cultivation completely destroyed!

"Ah—my cultivation! My dantian!" Xiao Jiulang plummeted from the sky, clutching his abdomen and letting out a heart-wrenching cry. He never imagined that his meticulously planned revenge would end like this. Not only did he fail to kill Zhang Bufan, but he also had his cultivation destroyed, becoming a cripple!

Zhang Bufan stared coldly at him, his eyes devoid of any pity. He never showed mercy to such ruthless people who wanted him dead. He raised his hand and sheathed the Xuan Tie sword, then turned to Ye Qingxue and Yue Ling'er, asking, "Are you alright?"

"We're fine, Senior Brother." Yue Ling'er shook her head, sheathed her flying sword, and walked to Zhang Bufan's side.

Ye Qingxue also came over, her face still showing signs of shock. She gently shook her head and said, "I'm fine too. Luckily, you reacted quickly."

Zhang Bufan nodded, his gaze falling on the three people on the ground. Xiao Yuan and Xiao Gang were already dead, while Xiao Jiulang lay paralyzed on the ground, barely alive. The three bodies had fallen to the edge of the forest behind the village, without affecting the other villagers.