Tian Shu Wu Wang Lu

After breakfast, Lin Ye led Ayan to the center of the courtyard to officially begin the first lesson.

After eating and drinking his fill, Xingjin shook his fluffy fur and jumped onto the stone table in the courtyard. He sat up straight, his round eyes staring at Ayan, looking every bit like a supervising boss. The small golden mark on his forehead flashed from time to time, as if to say: Practice hard, I'm watching you!

Looking at the spirit pet's serious expression, Ayan couldn't help but grin, revealing a憨厚 smile. He then composed himself, stood straight in front of Lin Ye, and listened attentively to his instructions.

"You have already mastered the basics of the technique. Next, you will practice controlling your star power, and then learn the fist techniques. These fist techniques are powerful and robust, and they are most suitable for your muscles, bones, and strength. If you master them, they will be sufficient for self-defense."

As Lin Ye spoke, he demonstrated, his fingertips swirling with star power. With each punch, he delivered a gentle yet concentrated burst of star power, his moves simple yet powerful, devoid of any frills. The agility and keen sense of timing he had honed in his previous life as a food delivery driver were evident in every single movement.

Ayan watched intently, memorizing every move. As soon as Lin Ye finished demonstrating, he immediately copied him, clenching his fist and throwing a punch.

But as soon as he gained control of the star power, he didn't know how to control his strength. The star power surged wildly all over his body. He punched the ground and blasted a small crater. Instead, he was backfired by the star power and staggered back several steps, almost falling on his butt.

"Ouch!" Ayan steadied himself, scratched the back of his head, his dark face flushed red, and he looked guilty. "Master, I'm useless. I didn't control the star power well."

Before Lin Ye could speak, Xing Jin on the stone table immediately jumped up and made two "woof woof" sounds at A Yan. He put his little paws on his hips, looking disappointed in him. Then, he imitated Lin Ye and made a couple of punching gestures. His short arms and legs made him look funny and cute, as if he was teaching him to correct his posture.

Ayan suddenly realized what Xingjin meant and immediately adjusted his posture according to his gestures. He threw another punch, still clumsy, but much more stable than before.

In the following days, the side hall courtyard of Qingxuan Immortal Mansion was filled with a daily routine of cultivation that was both simple and inspiring.

Ayan was born with a stubborn streak, unafraid of hardship or fatigue. He practiced each move with utmost seriousness. When his arms ached or his star power was depleted, he would eat a spiritual fruit given to him by Shen Qingyuan, rest for a moment, and then continue practicing. Even if he made mistakes again and again, he never got discouraged.

Xingjin became Ayan's exclusive sparring partner and supervisor. Sometimes it would perch on Ayan's shoulder and send him some star spirit power, and other times it would jump in front of him to correct his crooked moves. If Ayan didn't practice well, it would puff up its little paws and turn its back to ignore him. If Ayan made progress, it would reward him with a small bite of its treasured spirit fruit. Its little appearance was both proud and funny.

Lin Ye quietly cultivated on the side, occasionally offering guidance to Ayan. Watching his apprentice gradually become skilled in controlling star power and his moves becoming more and more precise, his eyes were full of satisfaction. He had the patience and meticulousness unique to deliverymen, and he never found it tedious to teach newcomers step by step, so he was exceptionally dedicated to teaching.

That afternoon, Jiang Xubai carried a jar of Star Spirit Wine, and Shen Qingyuan carried a basket of fresh spirit fruits. They came to visit the master and disciple. As soon as they reached the courtyard gate, they saw a scene that made them laugh.

Ayan was focused on practicing Star Stone Fist, each punch powerful and forceful, with star power surrounding his body. His moves were already quite impressive. However, Xingjin was perched on his head, his little paws tugging at his hair, making it a mess. He would occasionally direct him to move left or right, just like a little instructor riding on the back of a "strongman".

Ayan was not annoyed at all, letting Xingjin do whatever he wanted. He continued to practice his boxing seriously, sweat sliding down his dark cheeks and soaking his clothes, but his eyes were firm and his whole body exuded a tenacious spirit of never giving up.

Jiang Xubai couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Junior brother, your combination of master, disciple, and spirit pet is quite lively! Ayan's perseverance in enduring hardship is truly rare!"

Shen Qingyuan covered her lips and chuckled softly, her eyes gentle: "In just a few days, Ayan has made rapid progress, which shows that Junior Brother's teaching is effective. It's no wonder that this child has worked so hard."

As the two entered the courtyard, Ayan immediately stopped his fist practice, bowed respectfully, reached out and took the Star Ash off his head, carefully placing it on his shoulder, looking both obedient and honest.

When Xingjin saw someone coming, it immediately switched from supervisor mode to obedient spirit pet, curled up on Ayan's shoulder, dozing off with its eyes half-closed. It looked harmless and had completely lost its arrogant aura from before.

Lin Ye stood up to greet them, smiling and saying, "Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister, thank you for your trouble."

"Since you've just taken on a new disciple, we naturally had to come and see. This Star Spirit Wine nourishes your meridians, and the Spirit Fruit replenishes your spiritual energy. It's just right for you and your master to replenish the energy you've consumed during your cultivation." Jiang Xubai put down the wine jar and fruit basket, looked at Ayan with eyes full of approval, and said, "Ayan, follow your master's cultivation diligently, and you will surely achieve great things in the future."

Ayan nodded emphatically, his voice booming, "This disciple will certainly live up to the expectations of my eldest uncle, second uncle, and master, and will cultivate diligently without ever slacking off!"

As they were talking, Xingjin suddenly jumped off Ayan's shoulder, ran to the fruit basket, rummaged through it with his little paws, picked out the largest spiritual fruit, carried it to Ayan, pushed it into his hand, and stared at him with his round eyes, as if rewarding him for cultivating hard.

Ayan paused for a moment, then smiled warmly and patted Xingjin's head: "Thank you, little guy."

This scene made Jiang Xubai and Shen Qingyuan burst into laughter, filling the courtyard with a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

After his senior brothers and sisters left, Ayan held the spiritual fruit given to him by Xingjin, his eyes becoming increasingly determined.

He used to be a servant who was bullied by everyone, never having enough to eat or wear, and never even being able to get close to the door of cultivation. Now, with a master's careful guidance, the care of his senior brothers and sisters, and the company of his adorable spirit pet, he cherishes this hard-won opportunity more than anyone else.

"Master, I will definitely work harder and become stronger as soon as possible, so that I can protect you, my eldest and second eldest uncles, and prevent anyone from bullying you again!"

Ah Yan spoke each word with utmost solemnity, his dark face filled with determination, and his whole being exuding an inspiring and tenacious spirit.

Lin Ye looked at his apprentice and felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He was once a lowly ant, despised and looked down upon. Now, not only has he grown and risen against all odds, but he can also protect others. He has such a sincere and resilient disciple, a spirit pet by his side, and the protection of his sect. This is the best kind of cultivation.

He raised his hand and patted Ayan on the shoulder, his tone firm: "Alright, Master believes in you. Let's work together, master and disciple, to improve step by step, to live up to the time we have spent, and to live up to ourselves!"

Xingjin also came over and rubbed against the two of their trouser legs, the small golden mark on his forehead shining brightly.

As the setting sun shone down again, it cast long shadows of the master, apprentice, and pet.

Ayan picked up his fist technique again, each punch more powerful than before, and his control over star power became increasingly proficient; Lin Ye sat to the side, circulating his cultivation technique, and his cultivation level steadily improved; Xing Jin stood guard by his side, cheering him on from time to time.

There are no earth-shattering phenomena, only ordinary yet passionate daily arduous training, with humorous and heartwarming companionship, and unwavering perseverance.

From humble servants to disciples of immortals, from being alone to being accompanied by master and apprentice, they all grow and overcome obstacles step by step on their own cultivation paths. The road ahead is long but bright, and every effort will eventually become a light illuminating the way forward.