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Ye Heng looked at Lin Ruofei.

Last night, when he was guiding her in her cultivation, he could clearly sense Lin Ruofei's amazing affinity for spiritual energy, as well as her hidden talent for the dual cultivation path.

This is exactly what he needs right now.

He needs to improve his strength and perfect his cultivation technique through dual cultivation.

He vaguely sensed that his master had probably encountered a great calamity and didn't want to implicate him when he sent him down the mountain.

Since descending the mountain, he had tried to contact his two beautiful female masters, but all his attempts failed.

He needs sufficient strength to deal with the crisis that may have already arrived.

Since he had already decided to cultivate with Lin Ruofei, he naturally couldn't agree to her request.

"I have no plans to take on apprentices at the moment."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Lin Ruofei's eyes, but she did not back down.

She bit her lower lip, her grey-blue eyes looking directly at Ye Heng: "I understand that cultivation is not easy, nor is it something that can be done on a whim. Last night's experience has made me see many things clearly... Mr. Ye, I'm serious. No matter how difficult or painful it is, I'm willing to learn. Please give me a chance."

Her eyes were firm, carrying a kind of resolute determination.

This expression reminded Ye Heng of the radiance she exuded when she stood on stage facing thousands of fans—seemingly gentle, yet possessing an indomitable spirit within.

His temperament is quite good.

Ye Heng pondered to himself, but his expression remained calm.

"Let's talk about this later."

Lin Ruofei sensed the uncompromising tone in his words and knew that there was no point in arguing at this moment.

She lowered her eyes, but she hadn't given up.

No rush. Since he's willing to teach me the basics, this is a good start.

She quietly adjusted her breathing, and the cool internal energy within her body circulated, strangely calming the slight anxiety in her heart.

"I understand. Before you agree, can I call you 'Master' first? After all, you did teach me the methods of cultivation."

Ye Heng didn't respond, but Lin Ruofei continued on her own, a hint of slyness in her voice: "Master, is there anything I need to pay special attention to during today's rehearsal at the venue? For example, should I use the method you taught me last night to adjust my breathing and state?"

The way he called out "Master" was so natural and clear that Ye Heng wasn't prepared to refuse for a moment.

"It's up to you. Just keep a calm mind during rehearsals."

"Yes, Master." Lin Ruofei followed in his footsteps, and the word "Master" came out more and more naturally.

……

As night fell, crowds thronged outside the Xinghai Sports Center.

From a distance, the huge oval venue was brightly lit, and the LED screens on the exterior walls played promotional videos for Lin Ruofei's concert in rotation.

Tens of thousands of fans, holding glow sticks and light boards, formed a long, winding line at the security checkpoint. The noise, mixed with excited conversations, enveloped the entire stadium like a warm yet noisy background sound wave.

Ye Heng stood in the shadows at the entrance to the VIP passage, his gaze calmly sweeping over the scene before him.

His divine sense spread out silently, like invisible ripples, covering an area of ​​several hundred meters around the venue.

Every security checkpoint, every passage, every door... energy fluctuations, emotional ups and downs, suspicious behavior, all were clearly reflected in his perception.

So far, everything is normal.

"Master." Lin Ruofei's voice came from behind, interrupting Ye Heng's thoughts.

She had changed into her rehearsal attire, a black fitted tracksuit, her long hair tied in a ponytail, and her face only wearing very light makeup.

Even so, those gray-blue eyes were still surprisingly bright under the light, and the slightly upturned corners of the eyes carried a natural sense of aloofness. However, when they looked at Ye Heng at this moment, there was a kind of unspeakable dependence hidden beneath that aloofness.

"It starts in two hours." Her voice sounded a little nervous.

Although it wasn't the first time they had held a concert, no one could remain calm when faced with a life-or-death crisis.

"You seem nervous. Adjust your breathing using the method I taught you," Ye Heng said calmly. "Your singing voice itself can now become a source of power."

Lin Ruofei nodded, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

As she breathed, the flow of her internal energy slowed down, and the tension dissipated somewhat. When she opened her eyes again, her gaze had returned to its clear and calm state.

"I will sing well," she said, her tone filled with determination.

Lin Ruofei arrived backstage at the dressing room.

She has changed into her first performance outfit.

She wore a long, silver-white fringed dress, the hem adorned with tiny crystals that shimmered like stars under the lights. The makeup artist was giving her the final touches, while the hairstylist braided her long hair into an intricate updo, revealing her slender, fair neck.

Ye Heng stood in the corner of the dressing room, leaning against the wall, eyes closed and concentrating.

"Master," Lin Ruofei's voice rang out again.

Ye Heng opened his eyes and saw that she had already stood up, her makeup was exquisite, and her whole body seemed to radiate a soft halo under the light.

Those grey-blue eyes were looking at him, their gaze filled with nervousness, expectation, and a faint hint of dependence.

"It's my turn to go on stage."

Ye Heng nodded: "Remember what I taught you. Keep your mind calm, and your singing will have more power."

"Hmm." Lin Ruofei took a deep breath and turned to walk towards the passage leading to the stage.

Before stepping onto the steps, she suddenly turned around and smiled at Ye Heng.

That smile shed its usual aloofness, revealing a youthful radiance.

"Master, wait until I finish singing."

Ye Heng nodded slightly.

The passageway door opened and closed, and a deafening roar of cheers erupted from outside.

A short while later, the sound of footsteps approached.

At the end of the passage, Shen Zhongshan's figure quickly appeared. He had changed into casual clothes, wearing a dark gray jacket.

"Senior." Shen Chongshan approached and stopped in front of Ye Heng.

"As per your instructions, all perimeter security measures have been completed."

Ye Heng nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.

"Besides Tianlang and Miss Ye Beiyuan who are by your side, and Deputy Director Jin Xuan who is still with Miss Su, I have concentrated all the elite forces I can mobilize around the venue. There are a total of fifteen innate masters."

"Nine are at the Qi Refining stage, and four are at the Foundation Establishment stage. The Foundation Establishment stage includes myself, two deputy directors of the Demon Sea City Bureau, and a deputy director who was temporarily sent from the Jianghai Provincial Department."

As Shen Chongshan spoke, a hint of pride crept into his voice. This was almost the limit of power he could mobilize within his authority; under normal circumstances, it would be enough to suppress a medium-sized supernatural conflict.

He hesitated for a moment, then added, "Also... I haven't informed Deputy Captain Zhou Zixuan and his three-person team about today's operation. They're still at the Old Port docks... keeping an eye on things."

After speaking, he carefully observed Ye Heng's reaction.

He had already learned of Zhou Zixuan and Ye Heng's parting ways through intelligence channels. In his view, this was undoubtedly Zhou Zixuan's foolishness—missing the opportunity to follow a true powerhouse meant being excluded from Ye Heng's core operations.

Since that's the case, Shen Zhongshan naturally wouldn't cause any trouble and waste his limited energy and resources on irrelevant people.

Ye Heng listened without much expression on his face, only giving a faint "hmm".

Zhou Zixuan? That self-important young master of the Zhou family.

If Shen Chongshan hadn't brought it up, he probably would have forgotten about it long ago.

"Go back to your command post," Ye Heng waved his hand. "I'll keep watch here."

Shen Chongshan bowed respectfully, quickly turned and left, his footsteps soon disappearing at the end of the passage.