Gao Wu: Oh no! Young Master Zhen is a cultivator!

In less than ten breaths, a crimson fruit grew from the flower stem, rapidly expanding from the size of a fingernail to the size of a fist.

Ten breaths later, a faint glow appeared on the surface of the fruit, and its fragrance filled the air.

Ten breaths later, the fruit was fully ripe and turned a deep crimson color.

After the fruit tree bears fruit, the branches and leaves visibly wilt, the leaves lose their luster, and the branches droop softly.

"Very good, you know what's good for you."

Lin Ran picked the vermilion fruit and casually summoned the fierce corpse of the hound.

Its massive body crashed to the ground, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Lin Ran activated his spiritual power, neatly severing the four bull horns and storing them in his storage space.

He then dug a deep pit and buried the fierce beast's corpse next to the mutated fruit tree.

"I've given you a great opportunity. Grow well and become a useful fruit tree as soon as possible."

The corpse of the eighth-order fierce beast contains an immense amount of spiritual power. If fully digested, it could at least allow this peak sixth-order mutated fruit tree to grow to the seventh order.

The branches and leaves of the mutated fruit tree swayed slightly, as if nodding.

Lin Ran tossed the Vermilion Fruit to Tu Shan Wushuang.

"Here you go, go play somewhere else."

The little fox caught the vermilion fruit, holding it tightly with its two front paws, and secretly communicated with it.

"At least you still have some conscience."

"You're just a pet, what gives you the audacity to say such things to your owner?"

Lin Ran raised an eyebrow.

"Hehehe."

Tu Shan Wushuang picked up the Vermilion Fruit, turned around, and disappeared into the herb bushes. Her white figure quickly vanished from sight.

Chu Xining looked at the sea of ​​medicinal herbs and flowers around her, her eyes filled with longing.

"I wish it could stay like this forever."

"Not yet, but maybe later."

To live in such a comfortable environment indefinitely, one must at least reach a level where one can cope with all unexpected situations.

If the Nascent Soul Realm is not feasible, the Deity Transformation Realm might be possible.

During the Qi Refining stage, one can break through a minor realm in just a few days, while during the Foundation Establishment stage, it takes months.

Even with the Twelve-Petaled Chaos Black Lotus accelerating his cultivation at the Golden Core stage, it still took him twice as long to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

If the ninth-grade golden lotus does not transform into the twelfth-grade chaotic black lotus, it will likely remain in the late stage of the Golden Core realm for another six months.

If he doesn't find a way to further increase his cultivation speed in the Nascent Soul stage, it will take him at least two or three years to reach the Divine Transformation stage.

Of course, if cultivators in the Cangxuan Realm heard of this speed, they would definitely think he had gone mad.

Establishing a foundation in a month might not be too difficult.

Achieving a Golden Elixir in three months is an extremely rare occurrence, perhaps only once in ten thousand years.

As for breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in half a year, that has probably never happened in the entire Cangxuan Realm.

Let alone half a year, even if it takes a hundred years to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, that would be an extremely rare genius.

In short, it will take him at least two or three more years to provide Chu Xining with the same comfortable environment she has now.

"Ten thousand years is too long, I will seize the day."

Chu Xining turned around and looked at him intently.

"It won't take ten thousand years, one or two years will suffice."

"Brother Lin Ran really doesn't understand romance."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lin Ran laughed.

"I may not be romantic, but I can create romance for you!"

He raised his hand and waved it, his spiritual energy sweeping across the entire sea of ​​flowers.

All the petals were swept into the air, dancing in the wind, creating a colorful spectacle.

Various colors, layered upon layered, like a dream.

Chu Xining looked up and saw petals fluttering everywhere.

"So beautiful!"

Lin Ran bent down and picked her up, then with a light touch of his toes, he rose into the rain of flowers.

Chu Xining wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly brought her lips to his amidst the falling petals.

Within the Nine Heavens Cave, flower petals fell for an entire afternoon.

Lin Ran originally only planned to rest on Blue Star for two days, but the three women kept pestering him, so he had to postpone it for another two days.

Four days later, he passed through the spatial rift and entered the Cangxuan Realm.

He changed his appearance, suppressed his aura to the Golden Core Realm, and hung the Xuan Yang Sect's identity token on his waist.

Having made these preparations, he looked at Zhu Wanwan and said, "You should enter the Nine Heavens Cave first. I will release you when needed."

"There's a suppression of my cultivation level in your cave, which is affecting my cultivation," Li Zhu Wanwan said rather unwillingly.

Lin Ran said helplessly, "For you, a few more days won't make a difference, will they?"

According to Lord Xuan Chen, the dragon race's cultivation takes hundreds or thousands of years, so the phoenix race is probably not much different.

His purpose in going to Qingxuan Sect this time was to find an opportunity to deal with Lu Wangchuan and take control of Qingxuan Sect.

If everything goes smoothly, it should only take a day or two.

For Zhu Wanwan, it had absolutely no impact.

"Alright, then you'd better hurry!"

After Zhu Wanwan entered the Nine Heavens Cave, Lin Ran went to the Qingxuan Sect alone.

Previously, having used the identity of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he was treated with great courtesy by the Azure Profound Sect.

Although Lu Wangchuan did not personally receive him, he was accompanied by a direct descendant.

This time, he used the unknown identity of the Xuan Yang Sect, which made the people of the Qing Xuan Sect look down on him.

Even when receiving guests who have been kind to the sect, only one collateral Golden Core deacon is sent to greet them.

It seems that Yunmo's lineage has lost its influence within the entire Qingxuan Sect after losing the protection of a Nascent Soul elder.

"I am Ji Wangyu, a steward of the Qingxuan Sect. May I ask your honorable name, guest?"

Ji Wangyu looked to be in his thirties, with a kind face and a steady demeanor.

Of course, this is only his appearance on the surface; his actual age is probably not that young.

"Xuanyang Sect, Lin Ran."

He used Ye Fan's name to cover his own face before, and now he's using his own name to cover another face.

The main theme is a mix of truth and fiction.

"Brother Lin saved our sect's disciples, and our sect has always wanted to express our gratitude to you, but we do not know where you are. We are truly ashamed."

"Brother Ji, you're too kind."

Lin Ran waved his hand.

"It was a coincidence that I saved your sect's disciple back then, so I don't deserve your thanks."

"Alas, Brother Lin, you are mistaken."

Ji Wangyu looked serious.

"Whatever the reason, since Brother Lin saved someone, we deserve your thanks."

"Don't bring this up again, or I'll have to take my leave."

"this……"

Ji Wangyu paused slightly.

"Very well, since Brother Lin is of such high moral character, I, Ji, will not say any more about this matter."

Ji Wangyu led Lin Ran through several corridors to a secluded courtyard.

The courtyard gate was small, an archway made of bluestone, with the words "Listening to Bamboo" carved on the lintel. The characters were slender and delicate, hinting at a sword-like spirit.

Pushing open the door, a bright and spacious view suddenly appeared before me.

The courtyard was paved with fine white pebbles, with a few clumps of low bamboo growing in the gaps, their emerald green leaves rustling softly in the wind.

There is a small pond in the corner of the courtyard, with water drawn from a mountain spring, and the water is crystal clear.

Several koi carp, their bodies a golden-red, shimmered in the sunlight.

The koi carp swam leisurely, occasionally flicking their tails to shatter the cloud reflections on the water's surface.

A stone lantern stands by the pond, its body covered in moss, looking ancient and worn.

Beside the stone lantern stands an old plum tree with gnarled branches. Most of the plum blossoms have already faded, leaving only a few withered red petals hanging on the branches.

There was a stone table and four stone benches in the courtyard.

The tabletop is marked with nineteen lines, and several black and white chess pieces are scattered around, as if someone had played a game here before.

Ji Wangyu gestured, "Brother Lin, please have a seat."

Lin Ran sat down on the stone bench, which was cool but clean.

A servant brought tea; the tea was clear and steaming.

Ji Wangyu sat opposite him, casually putting the chess pieces on the board into the chess box, his movements unhurried and deliberate.

"May I ask what brings Brother Lin to my Qingxuan Sect this time?"

"There's nothing important to it."

Lin Ran picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"I happened to be traveling here and remembered the friend I had saved before, so I came to pay him a visit."

"In that case, I will send someone to invite Yunmo here."

"Very well, thank you for your trouble, Brother Ji."

Ji Wangyu waved his hand, and a servant took the order and left.

"Brother Lin, how many states have you visited on this trip?"

Lin Ran could faintly detect a hint of probing in his words.

"I've been to quite a few places." He picked up his teacup, his gaze sweeping over the scenery in the courtyard. "The Qingxuan Sect has beautiful scenery. This secluded courtyard, though small, is quiet and unique."