A hundredfold return! My unfilial disciples are all reincarnations of the Empress.

Lin Feng looked at Liu Yushu kneeling on the ground.

The worn-out coarse cloth clothes looked a little too big on her, her messy long hair hung down to her shoulders, and a pair of big eyes on her fair face were staring at him intently.

Lin Feng opened his palm, instantly conjuring a plain handkerchief in his hand.

He gently wiped the dirt off Liu Yushu's face with a handkerchief.

Once the grime fades, the more you look at her, the more stunning she becomes; it's clear she's a natural beauty.

"Thank you, Master..."

"Get up," Lin Feng said softly. "You've suffered countless hardships on your journey of exile; there's no need to rush into cultivation now."

As Lin Feng spoke, he raised his hand and touched his storage ring.

After searching, they found three yellow-grade healing pills, two yellow-grade protective talismans, and fifty low-grade spirit stones.

Lin Feng looked at the meager resources and shook his head helplessly.

If it were "him" from ten years ago, he wouldn't have given this kind of trash a second glance.

"Take these three healing pills, and take the protective talisman and spirit stones for now."

He gave all the resources at his disposal to Liu Yushu.

It wasn't that he was being overly compassionate; rather, these useless resources were of no use to him.

Besides, he really didn't want to be too harsh on this little girl who had suffered so much.

Liu Yushu held the pills and spirit stones in her hands, her eyes instantly reddening.

Having been on the run all her life, she had long since become accustomed to the coldness and indifference of human relationships.

However, Lin Feng's presence was like a spring in the desert, quenching her immediate thirst. It gave her a glimmer of hope as she wandered wearily through the desert.

"Ding! The master-disciple bond has deepened, granting you a chance to draw a critical prize."

"Liu Yushu's favorability rating: 25."

"Random critical hit multiplier determination in progress..."

"This lottery offers a 38x multiplier."

"Congratulations, host, you have obtained 3 Heavenly Grade Healing Pills, 300 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, and a wisp of Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Energy to repair your spiritual root!"

A series of system notifications rang in Lin Feng's mind.

His pupils lit up, and he seemed so excited that his body temperature rose by two degrees.

38x critical hit!

He thought that giving away junk resources would at most trigger a two or three times critical hit, but he didn't expect it to directly trigger a 38 times critical hit.

The next second, a surge of pure spiritual energy from heaven and earth flowed into his damaged dantian.

The pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged into his limbs and bones through his dantian, directly entangling the spiritual root that had been broken for ten years.

The spiritual root, which was once covered with cracks, was like a withered tree that had been dry for many years. Under the influence of spiritual energy, it gradually revealed a bright white luster.

He practiced a set of techniques and clearly felt that his spiritual energy flowed much more smoothly.

This difference is actually a qualitative change; he is no longer that useless person who has no hope of breaking through in his entire life!

Lin Feng was extremely excited.

This "Great Love Master System" is in no way inferior to the cheat codes in novels.

Liu Yushu held the pill in her hand, staring blankly at Lin Feng.

Although she didn't know why her master wanted to take her as his disciple, she was worried about whether she could repay his life-saving grace.

Can I really cultivate myself...?

She clenched her fist silently, lost in thought.

Lin Feng suppressed his growing anxiety and took out another top-grade healing pill: "Stay here and heal yourself. Once you've recovered, I'll teach you the cultivation technique."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the cave.

Night fell over the entire small bamboo peak, the green bamboo groves layered upon each other, the bamboo branches hanging down, the bamboo leaves rustling softly, the delicate sounds drowning out the entire mountain forest.

On the bluestone platform at the summit.

He sat cross-legged, focusing all his energy on circulating his spiritual power.

Ten years ago, he was sentenced to death by the entire cultivation world of the Great Chu, who said he had no chance of cultivation anymore.

However, at this moment, the damaged spiritual root is being repaired by the original spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

If his spiritual root is completely repaired, returning to the Nascent Soul stage will be no problem for him.

Suddenly, I heard a rustling sound.

The sound came from outside the cave, mixed with very low voices.

"...You mean that good-for-nothing brought back a little beggar, and he's up there?"

"Absolutely! I saw it with my own eyes. That little girl was covered in filth; I don't know which stinky ditch they picked her up from."

"Tsk tsk, Little Bamboo Peak is in such a sorry state, and they're still taking on disciples?"

"At least he's nominally the peak master; he can take on whichever disciples he wants. But that girl has no hope with such a useless master..."

As Lin Feng listened, he slowly curled the corners of his lips into a very kind smile.

Let him see which unlucky guy happened to run into him when he was in a good mood.

He dusted off his robes and walked out of the cave.

Night fell over the entire Xiaozhu Peak, where layers of green bamboo stretched out, their slender branches drooping. A mountain breeze swept through, causing the bamboo leaves to rustle softly, the delicate sounds echoing throughout the forest.

The moonlight on the peak was very bright, illuminating the stone steps of the path clearly.

Two disciples dressed in outer sect servants' uniforms were squatting behind a large rock, peeking out as if they had come up to watch the commotion.

One of them was tall and slender, his servant's clothes were faded from washing, clearly indicating that he had been in the sect for a long time. His black hair was simply tied up with a wooden hairpin, his face was thin, and his skin was a light tan from years of traveling.

The other was also dressed in the clothes of a menial disciple, with bits of bamboo shavings still clinging to his garments. He was rather short, with his hair simply tied back, and a small coarse cloth pouch hanging from his waist.

"You two."

Lin Feng stood in front of them, his tone as gentle as if he were greeting someone.

The two handyman disciples froze, looked up abruptly, and turned pale upon seeing who it was.

"Master Lin! We...we were just passing by—"

"Just passing by?" Lin Feng glanced at the two, his face showing no anger, but rather a simple look of confusion. "I was unaware that Hai Shi (9-11 PM) is also the opening time of Xiaozhu Peak."

The two looked at each other, their legs already trembling.

Although everyone in Qingyun Palace knew that Lin Feng's cultivation had fallen to the Foundation Establishment Realm, the two of them hadn't even reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, so they were no match for him if it came to a real fight.

"Let's go! Let's go!" The tall, thin man grabbed his companion and started to run.

"etc."

Lin Feng stopped them: "Since you two are so free, you'll be in charge of cleaning the ten palaces on Little Bamboo Peak tomorrow morning."

He smiled, his eyes clear as mountain spring water, yet they made the two handymen disciples' scalps tingle.

The tall, thin man nodded shakily in agreement, then pulled his companion back as if his feet were greased.

After running more than ten paces, he dared to mutter softly, "He... he seems different... wasn't he always drinking and sleeping and not caring about anything before...?"

The figures of the two handymen disciples gradually disappeared on the mountain path.

Under the moonlight, the vast expanse of green bamboo gleamed with a pale, cool light. The bamboo branches swayed gently, filtering the moonlight into scattered, star-like shadows that fell upon the wooden tiles of the plain-colored palace.

Lin Feng returned to his cave to continue his cultivation.