Farewell, training is about to begin

The tense standoff between them was quelled after Feng Yuanqing made his move.

However, an even more turbulent storm was brewing invisibly.

At the end, the Grand Elder asked Feng Yuanqing alone, "Feng'er, who taught you those Saintly Arts?"

Feng Yuanqing replied, "A young man, I feel he's about the same age as me."

"Are you sure he isn't a Saint?" the Grand Elder asked.

Feng Yuanqing thought for a moment. A Saint?

Which Saint would be so bored as to wander around here?

He said, "Probably not, because from his face, he looked energetic and heroic, not giving me that profound and weathered feeling like Revered Master, you do."

The Grand Elder said displeased, "Are you indirectly calling me an old geezer?"

Feng Yuanqing waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Even if Revered Master is old, he's an old treasure! How can you call him an old geezer!"

The Grand Elder was speechless, unsure whether he was being praised or insulted.

"Alright, go back and prepare."

"Yes."

Feng Yuanqing left, and the Grand Elder began his deductions.

He didn't believe that a Prodigy of the same generation could suppress Feng Yuanqing to the point of being unable to lift his head; it must have been some old geezer pretending to be young.

"I'd like to see who you are, exactly."

The Grand Elder separated a strand of Saintly thought and entered the long river of time, intercepting the segment where Feng Yuanqing was defeated.

But just as he was about to act, a dark, eerie dark mask swallowed his Saintly thought. The mask didn't stop there; it even tried to follow the Saintly thought to severely injure him.

The Grand Elder immediately withdrew his hand, severing the Saintly thought.

Fortunately, he withdrew in time, otherwise, he would have suffered a severe backlash.

He said with lingering fear, "Damn it, there's something dirty."

Which old immortal is so bored as to come out and bully the younger generation?

However, after confirming that he didn't lose to someone of the same generation, the Grand Elder also breathed a sigh of relief.

I knew my Disciple wouldn't lose to someone of the same generation.

Losing to an old geezer is not a grievance.

As for who that existence was, even he couldn't deduce it, indicating that it was beyond his capabilities.

The Saint Hall Grand Elder didn't want to know too much; the realization that comes with age is that the less you know, the safer you are.

"Never mind, as long as that existence bears no ill will towards my Disciple, it's fine."

...

For three days, NanGong XiMeng stayed with Xiao Fan.

Her timid and gentle beauty, with her sweet, soft, and charming appearance, made Xiao Fan feel the sweetness of a pure girl.

He especially enjoyed this kind of interaction now.

Perhaps he had eaten too much meat and needed some clear soup to cut the greasiness, and NanGong XiMeng perfectly fit these conditions.

The two treated each other with respect. NanGong XiMeng saw uprightness, kindness, and sincerity in Xiao Fan. My destined person is indeed the Child of Destiny!

Happy times are always so short, and of course, there was also Xiao Fan's deliberate involvement.

He was creating a sense of distance, making NanGong XiMeng deeply immersed in it, until she couldn't stop herself, unable to extricate herself.

NanGong XiMeng tasted the sweetness of love and always felt time flew by. Alas, she wished she could spend a few more days with him.

Separation eventually came, even though NanGong XiMeng was extremely reluctant.

As they reluctantly parted, Xiao Fan kissed NanGong XiMeng deeply, as a response to her.

NanGong XiMeng received the response and reluctantly left, looking forward to their next meeting.

After seeing NanGong XiMeng off, Xiao Fan's affectionate gaze dissipated, replaced by a furrowed brow.

"Who is peeking at me?"

Xiao Fan felt the dark mask stirring, a flash, and then it quickly became still.

He had a clear self-awareness: this dark mask wouldn't stir without reason.

"System, who's causing trouble? Is someone investigating me?"

"Yes, but it doesn't matter."

"Feng Yuanqing's Revered Master, upon learning of his Disciple's defeat, wanted to see who was responsible, so he began to deduce."

"However, after learning that you had no ill will towards Feng Yuanqing, he stopped probing, just scratching the surface."

That's it?

Xiao Fan thought someone was investigating him, but it turned out to be such a trivial matter.

"Revered Master, can Miao Li come in?"

Chen Miaoli came over just as NanGong XiMeng left.

She hadn't left; she was just waiting in a side room under Dragon Ningbing's arrangement.

"Come in," Xiao Fan said.

"Yes."

Chen Miaoli smiled as she pushed open the door and walked in.

Her status in Tiandao Sect was good; she had already become a Saint's Disciple, her Immortal Qi-filled immortal robes flowing, adorned with pearls and jewels yet not vulgar.

Her delicate, doll-like face possessed a graceful and noble beauty. Chen Miaoli's foundation was already good, and wearing these immortal robes made her appear even more noble and elegant.

Xiao Fan looked at her like this and was very satisfied.

He said, "You've become much prettier."

"It's all thanks to Revered Master's cultivation." Chen Miaoli moved her lotus steps lightly, slowly standing behind Xiao Fan, her delicate jade hands gently massaging his bones and shoulders, truly like a maid.

"Your eyesight is good. I didn't even speak, and you could see my thoughts." Xiao Fan grasped her hand, fair and exquisite, slender and long.

Chen Miaoli softly said, "Revered Master overpraises; it's all what this concubine should do."

Xiao Fan enjoyed the beauty's tenderness and said,

"What do you need me for?"

Chen Miaoli explained her purpose. She said, "This servant heard that this training camp would gather many Prodigies, so I had someone inquire if Eternal Saint Academy was here. If so, I thought Revered Master should also be here."

"As expected, I really did encounter Revered Master."

"Revered Master, you must have important matters here. Although this concubine is not clear, this concubine now has the ability to help Revered Master."

"So, I came here to ask if there's anything Revered Master needs me for, so I can help Revered Master."

Chen Miaoli said in a soft, gentle voice, unconsciously adding a touch of charm.

"Really? You're quite nice."

If Xiao Fan hadn't misjudged, Chen Miaoli came here to devour people.

Prodigies are everywhere here, and their Qi and blood are much better than ordinary people's.

Trials inevitably lead to casualties, and the bodies of these Prodigies are perfect for refining Blood Pills.

Chen Miaoli chuckled and said, "Revered Master, don't you believe me?"

"Look, I've even brought you a map. Everything in the Battleground Forbidden Land is on it!"

Xiao Fan took out the Jade Slip NanGong XiMeng gave him and dangled it in front of Chen Miaoli.

Chen Miaoli was dumbfounded. Ah? That foolish woman, how many times have they met, and she's already giving it to Xiao Fan?

No, it's Xiao Fan's problem; he must have captured NanGong XiMeng's heart.

"Oh, it seems Revered Master's ability is outstanding; I don't seem to have helped much." Chen Miaoli said weakly, a bit embarrassed.

"Alright, your assist just now was good; it was useful."

"Thank you for the Revered Master's praise."

Chen Miaoli began to report her work to Xiao Fan, such as showcasing her talent, gaining importance, and being accepted as a Disciple by a Saint.

Xiao Fan asked in confusion, "Taking a Disciple? Is your Revered Master male or female?"

Chen Miaoli was speechless for a moment. Isn't the point of taking a Disciple a Saint? Why ask this?

Although a bit puzzled, she still answered truthfully:

"Female."

Xiao Fan, true to his nature, said, "Is she pretty?"

Chen Miaoli had a face full of question marks, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.

"Revered Master, what are you thinking?"

"Cough, cough, just asking. I'm concerned about you."

Chen Miaoli understood. Xiao Fan was an unparalleled lecher, even eyeing her Revered Master.

"My Revered Master's face isn't clearly visible, but she was once the Tiandao Sect's number one beauty. She cultivates the Dao of absolute desirelessness, and her honorific title is the True Saintess Empress of Desirelessness."

Xiao Fan nodded and said, "So that's how it is."

"Revered Master, your thoughts are not right."

Xiao Fan said faintly, "I am your husband. Your Revered Master, rounded up, is also my Revered Master."

"It's normal to be concerned."

Chen Miaoli was speechless; she couldn't argue with him.

"Alright, enough of this."

"I need your help." Xiao Fan gently embraced Chen Miaoli's slender waist and lightly pecked her forehead.

The tender affection was melting her, and Chen Miaoli lazily and weakly leaned into his embrace.

She saw Xiao Fan's intentions and said,

"Revered Master, you want me to help you facilitate this matter with NanGong XiMeng, right?"

"Only Miao Li understands me."

Chen Miaoli asked in confusion, "But haven't you already won her heart?"

"That's wrong. What I pursue is the fusion of mind and body. Having only the mind is not enough."

Chen Miaoli understood. Isn't it just asking me to get her into bed for you?

No wonder he said he had a request for me; it turns out he wants me to be the bad guy and maintain his righteous image.

"If you hadn't created that tension for her just now, it would have taken me some time to conquer her."

"Similarly, to get her faster, I need you to stimulate her, to make her take bolder actions."

For his own selfish desires, he made his own woman play the bad guy to deal with another woman!

Chen Miaoli had never seen such a shameless person.

"You'll help me, right?" Xiao Fan cupped her pretty face and sealed her rosy lips.

Chen Miaoli responded passionately, tightly hooking her arms around his neck.

When emotions run deep, everything accelerates ten thousandfold!

...

...

Chen Miaoli left, her face flushed with spring, radiant.

She agreed to be the bad guy, after all, eating Xiao Fan's food meant short-changing her mouth.

Besides, she was already Xiao Fan's woman; helping her husband was reasonable and logical.

Xiao Fan put away the Chronospace Codex. The ten thousandfold time flow rate was truly useful. He hoped to find some good Materials to let Xiaofang reinforce it.

To achieve a glance that spans ten thousand years!

"Meow, Revered Master."

"The training camp is about to begin; let's go."

A small kitten jumped into his arms, licking his palm, saying with a fawning expression.

"Let's go, it's time to harvest the leeks again."

Xiao Fan blended into the Eternal Saint Academy team and set off towards the Battleground Forbidden Land for the training camp.

Tens of thousands of people gathered in front of the Saint Hall's gate, awaiting the Saint Hall's command to head to the Battleground Forbidden Land.

Looking around, many of the targets he had marked had their cultivation skyrocketing, and their Luck had deepened considerably.

"Damn, after only a few days, these people's cultivation and Luck have all skyrocketed."

"It seems what the Saint Hall Grand Elder said that day, about one person being able to occupy multiple tokens, had a huge impact on them."

"The forces behind these Qi Luck Children also went all out."

The forces behind these Qi Luck Children probably didn't spare any effort in nurturing them these past few days, which is why the leeks are growing so well.

Harvest, activate!