This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Ye San Niang was taken aback upon hearing this, and her heart fluttered with excitement.

She had witnessed Wang Jingshu's strength firsthand; to have such high strength at such a young age was simply unheard of.

If I could join Wang Jingshu's sect and learn such extraordinary martial arts, I wouldn't have to live such a cautious life in the future.

However, she was self-aware enough to know that such a powerful sect would not accept a rogue cultivator like her.

After all, she's already twenty-seven this year.

"Can...can I?"

Ye San Niang asked nervously.

Wang Jingshu didn't dare to make a guarantee either, but simply replied:

"Whether it works or not, give it a try first. At least for my sake, Master will treat you well."

With Wang Jingshu's words, Ye San Niang made up her mind.

He nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll go with you."

And so, Wang Jingshu took Ye Sanniang back to Anyi County.

After returning to the city, she did not rush to the clinic, but went home first.

Wang Juren was unaware of the dangers Wang Jingshu had encountered during her bandit suppression efforts, and was relieved to see her return unharmed.

When asked about the situation, Wang Jingshu only mentioned the good things.

After resting at the Wang family's house for one night, Wang Jingshu brought Ye Sanniang to the clinic the next day.

However, Li Daoxuan was still in seclusion studying those three supernatural powers and had no chance to see them.

After listening to Wang Jingshu recount the help Ye Sanniang had given her during this time, Qingfeng and Mingyue naturally treated her with courtesy.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Wang Jingshu expressed her desire to ask her master to guide Ye Sanniang into the Dao.

Qingfeng and Mingyue dared not make the decision on their own, so they suggested that Ye Sanniang settle down at the clinic first, and that everything be discussed after their master came out of seclusion.

Ye San Niang was extremely grateful.

After this matter was settled, Wang Jingshu told her senior brothers and sisters about the new version of the Yiru Sword Manual that she had inadvertently come to understand.

After some contemplation, Qingfeng and Mingyue were both deeply moved.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jingshu, who has always been restless, has such a fortunate opportunity.

Mingyue summoned her sword, Yuehua, and practiced according to the method Wang Jingshu had comprehended. After a short while, she indeed found it very beneficial.

With a thought, the Moonlit Sword danced through the air in the courtyard like a nimble fish.

Its speed and the ingenuity of its changes are even greater than Wang Jingshu's.

Wang Jingshu was not surprised at all by this.

Senior Sister has cultivated for many years, and her cultivation level is higher than that of Senior Brother. Her primordial spirit is several times stronger than that of Wang Jingshu.

Using divine sense to control the sword, he is naturally stronger than Wang Jingshu.

However, Mingyue's main focus was on Taoist magic, and her swordsmanship had a more otherworldly quality. If we only consider destructive power, it was not as pure as Wang Jingshu's.

The Moonlit Sword flew in a circle and landed back in Mingyue's hand, but she remained unfazed.

Wang Jingshu couldn't help but clap her hands and laugh:

"Wow, senior sister is amazing..."

Mingyue smiled and waved her hand, saying:

"I only have the advantage because my cultivation level is higher than yours and my primordial spirit is more robust. But in terms of my understanding of this technique, I am not as good as you."

Wang Jingshu smiled and didn't seem to care.

Ye San Niang, standing to the side, was already dumbfounded.

"The Daoist sect... what kind of monsters are these?"

Mingyue looks about the same age as Wang Jingshu, but her strength is clearly greater than Wang Jingshu's.

Such a prodigy is extremely rare, even if only one is found in a sect. Yet this Taoist sect, which I've never heard of before, has two.

No... not two.

Ye San Niang turned to look at Qing Feng, who was smiling but remained silent, and thought to herself in horror:

"He's the senior disciple; his strength is probably even more unfathomable..."

"If their three disciples already possess such strength, then their master... must be a grandmaster-level expert?"

Ye San Niang was already beyond excited.

There are only a handful of grandmaster-level experts in the entire Great Zhao Dynasty.

Grandmasters have always been like figures from myths and legends; people have heard of them, but very few have actually seen them.

"Could it be that I actually have the opportunity to become an apprentice of a grandmaster?"

Thinking of this, Ye San Niang could not suppress her excitement.

If that's really the case, then it would truly be defying fate.

Thanks to Wang Jingshu's connections, although Li Daoxuan had not yet taken her under his wing, he still managed to settle Ye Sanniang in the clinic.

She was well aware of her status and kept a very humble attitude.

Since Ye San Niang moved in, she has taken over all the chores in the courtyard.

She did everything she could: laundry, cooking, cleaning the yard.

This made Qingfeng feel a little embarrassed.

One day, during her free time, Ye San Niang bought two new willow-leaf knives and practiced her double-knife technique by the river.

Qingfeng, who had just finished his work at the front clinic, happened to see this scene when he returned, so he stopped and watched for a moment.

Ye San Niang also noticed that Qing Feng was watching her practice her sword, so she practiced even harder.

Her injuries have fully healed, and with the help of the Qingling Rejuvenation Pill, she seems to be on the verge of further improvement.

After Ye San Niang finished practicing a set of double swords, she stood up and turned to see Qing Feng looking down, lost in thought.

She knew this was a rare opportunity and she had to seize it.

So he stepped forward confidently, cupped his hands in greeting, and said:

"I have met Master Qingfeng. I wonder if you could offer me some guidance?"

People in the martial arts world rarely have opportunities, but once they see one, they will never let it slip away just because they are shy.

Qingfeng smiled upon hearing this, and replied with a cupped hand:

"I wouldn't call it giving pointers; I'm not particularly skilled in swordsmanship."

Ye San Niang felt a slight pang of sadness, but she still smiled and said:

"I was being presumptuous..."

Qingfeng waved his hand and said seriously:

"While I cannot teach you swordsmanship, I do have some insights into cultivating qi and blood and strengthening the body. If Miss Ye does not mind, I will share them with you."

Ye San Niang was overjoyed and quickly bowed, saying:

"Please enlighten me, Daoist Master..."

Qingfeng has been studying martial arts for some time now.

With his profound understanding of Taoist principles and his thorough knowledge of martial arts, Qingfeng's martial arts cultivation has reached the peak of the fourth realm.

If it weren't for the fact that condensing martial arts true qi would consume too much essence and affect his magical power cultivation, he probably would have already reached the fifth realm.

During this time, Ye San Niang stayed here, and her every move was actually being observed by Qing Feng.

He could tell that although Ye San Niang was not a kind person, she was a trustworthy one. Even if his master did not accept her as a true disciple, he would most likely let her join the Taoist sect.

Since that was the case, Qingfeng had no intention of keeping anything to himself and passed on a formula he had researched specifically for condensing qi and blood and tempering the body to Ye Sanniang.

It also includes a boxing style that embodies the Taoist principle of learning from nature.

Having received Qingfeng's teachings, Ye Sanniang diligently cultivated herself without ceasing.

Unexpectedly, just half a month later, she broke through the second realm barrier and entered the third realm.

Only then did Ye San Niang realize what kind of peerless sect she had entered.

Therefore, there is even greater anticipation for the Taoist patriarch who has never shown himself.