Fairy, don't be afraid, I, Wang Daqi, am truly an honest man.

Then, Wang Daqi looked at the stone table.

On the stone table, three bright red, translucent spiritual fruits were emitting an enticing aroma.

After Nangong Ling pulled Wang Daqi into the cave, he casually cast a spell.

With a slight humming sound, the heavy stone door slowly closed.

The array and restrictions within the cave were activated instantly, isolating it from all outside noise.

"Senior Brother Wang, this place is very secluded. You can come here anytime you want to cultivate in seclusion or find some peace and quiet in the future."

Nangong Ling turned around, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wang Daqi, and said softly, "The secret incantation for entering and exiting is like this..."

She parted her red lips slightly and whispered an obscure incantation in Wang Daqi's ear.

Feeling the warm breath and faint fragrance emanating from his ear, Wang Daqi scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and said awkwardly, "Junior sister, this... this isn't appropriate, is it? This is, after all, your clanswoman and her partner's private place. It's inappropriate for an outsider like me to intrude; what if..."

"Oh, stop being so fussy."

Nangong Ling interrupted him, giving him a playful glare. "My cousin has already left the sect with her Daoist partner and is handling family affairs now. She probably won't be coming back for the rest of her life. Before she left, she said she would leave this cave dwelling to me, so I let you stay here. What are you afraid of, Senior Brother?"

Without waiting for a reply, she put her arm around Wang Daqi's shoulder and helped him sit on the stone couch.

The stone couch was made of some kind of stone, and it was covered with a thin layer of gray velvet. Surprisingly, it felt soft and comfortable to the touch and had a faint warmth to it.

"Have some spirit fruit."

With a wave of her hand, Nangong Lingqian sent the three red spiritual fruits flying to Wang Daqi. "These were left by my elder sister. She said they could help increase spiritual power."

Wang Daqi took one; it felt slightly cool to the touch, and the skin was as thin as a cicada's wing.

He had never seen such a spiritual fruit before and couldn't help but ask curiously, "This fruit smells incredibly strong, what's it called?"

Nangong Ling thought to himself: This is the second-tier spiritual fruit "Crimson Blood Passion Fruit". It grows on the mountaintop with extremely rich spiritual energy and only bears a few fruits every ten years. It contains extremely pure fire-type spiritual power and is most effective for clearing the meridians and strengthening the blood and qi.

"Let's call it Passion Fruit," Nangong Ling casually suggested.

Wang Daqi didn't think much of it and took a bite.

Instantly, a burst of sweet, honey-like juice exploded in my mouth.

Then it transformed into a warm current that rushed down the throat and into the lower abdomen.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, "Such rich spiritual energy!!! This fruit must be expensive!"

"It's nothing special. My elder sister left a lot, but it's only worth about ten spirit sands a piece," Nangong Ling said casually.

"Ten-Spirit Sand isn't cheap either..."

Wang Daqi was astonished. If this had happened in the past, he would have had to mine for ages to afford it.

"It's alright, eat as much as you want. But how have you been doing in the mine lately? Have you encountered any difficulties in your cultivation? Tell me about it."

Nangong Ling sat down next to him and asked with concern.

Wang Daqi first recounted some of his thrilling experiences in the mine, then changed the subject and mentioned his book, "Phantom Tracking," which he had been struggling to master despite his efforts.

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ling chuckled inwardly.

Although this Earth-rank movement technique is profound, in the eyes of a powerhouse of her level, it is nothing more than some basic spiritual energy arrangement skills.

She feigned surprise and said, "What a coincidence! I've seen this movement technique before in the books left by my cousin, so I know a little about it."

Then, Nangong Ling began to explain the core of "Phantom Tracking Steps" in a simple and easy-to-understand way.

She abandoned the pretentious and mysterious words on the jade slip and directly analyzed for Wang Daqi the instantaneous burst of spiritual energy in the meridians and how to use air resistance to create afterimages.

Wang Daqi initially didn't take it seriously, thinking that Shen Younan's cultivation level wasn't high, so she probably didn't understand much either.

But soon he was completely absorbed in the music.

What were originally obscure and difficult-to-understand points became suddenly clear after Nangong Ling's explanation!

Before I knew it, an hour had passed.

A glint flashed in Wang Daqi's eyes, and he suddenly stood up.

With a swift movement, he left a faint afterimage and appeared silently at the other end of the cave, without even disturbing the light gauze curtains on the ground.

"It's done!!!"

Wang Daqi was overjoyed, feeling the wondrous rhythm of spiritual energy within his body. He turned around and laughed heartily, "Junior Sister, in my opinion, I should just call you Senior Sister from now on!! Although your cultivation level hasn't caught up yet, your insight and knowledge are truly far superior to mine!"

"Perhaps... it's because I've been interested in these footwork techniques and secret arts since I was a child."

Seeing his happy expression, Nangong Ling felt a surge of sweetness welling up in her heart, and casually covered it up.

"It's late, Senior Brother Daqi..."

Nangong Ling suddenly lowered her head, her voice becoming almost inaudible, carrying a pitiful and weak quality, "While you were gone, it seems that the old injuries in my body have become somewhat uncontrollable again due to recent mishaps in my cultivation..."

Although she made this up on the spot, the burning passion that flickered in her eyes was real.

Wang Daqi understood immediately.

Looking at his junior sister who had just taught him so carefully and given him a precious spiritual fruit, he felt not only gratitude, but also a restless and fiery excitement stirred up by the passion fruit.

"Junior sister, don't be afraid. Now that your senior brother is back, I'll definitely help you 'unblock' your meridians!!!"

Wang Daqi strode forward with boundless pride and pulled the delicate figure into his arms.

For the sake of the guidance he received on this half-step Earth-rank technique, he had to repay her handsomely.

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For the next two days, Wang Daqi almost forgot to eat and sleep.

Every night, he and Nangong Ling would go to the secluded cave.

Under the careful guidance of the top expert Nangong Ling, Wang Daqi's understanding of "Phantom Steps" can only be described as rapid.

The levels of skill are usually divided into: beginner, proficient, and perfect.

In just two nights.

Wang Daqi then crossed the most difficult threshold.

Not only has he fully grasped the basics, but his movements have also subtly acquired a quality that makes it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, leaving him only a hair's breadth away from mastery.

With more practice in battle, it will surely become one of his trump cards.

of course.

Wang Daqi was not someone who only took in money and never gave it back.

He cherished this considerate "junior sister" who had helped him along the way.

Whenever their spiritual energies intersected and their auras connected, he would deliberately guide the incomparably precious purple energy in his dantian and generously channel it into Nangong Ling's body, giving her more to help heal her old injuries.

For cultivators of Nangong Ling's level, this purple aura is an excellent treasure for repairing their foundation and purifying their spiritual power.

No wonder Nangong Ling has shown no signs of fatigue these past two days; on the contrary, she looks even more radiant, with skin as delicate as a peeled egg.

However, this caused great distress to Xu Yan, the wife at home.

Seeing that Wang Daqi hadn't come home for several nights in a row, Xu Yan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, pacing around the small room countless times.

"That rascal, he's completely bewitched by that Junior Sister Shen!!!"

Xu Yan twisted the handkerchief in her hands while muttering resentfully.

In her opinion, it would be better if Wang Daqi followed Senior Sister Shen Ruyan. At least Shen Ruyan is dignified and steady, and is a "direct descendant". Moreover, Shen Ruyan might not let him run wild.

He'll most likely be let back in the evening.

But Shen Younan was like a vixen reincarnated, bewitching Wang Daqi so much that he wouldn't even go home.

Fortunately, we will be setting off for the Shen family, a prominent family of cultivators, in a few days.

This trip to the Shen family is no small matter.

As a family member, Xu Yan naturally had to accompany them.

Shen Ruyan had already given instructions on this matter.

Xu Yan thought that as long as she left Lingyun Peak, that annoying Junior Sister Shen would have no chance to follow her.

The last night before departure, inside a cave in the desolate mountains.

After a tender moment with Nangong Ling, Wang Daqi was lazily leaning against the warm jade couch.

When Nangong Ling learned that Wang Daqi would be going to the Shen family with the team the next day, he felt reluctant, but he also knew that this was a necessary experience for him.

So she decided that she must reward Wang Daqi handsomely tonight and let him know how good she was.

Don't leave for too long and forget about her.