63: Give your apprentice some work!

The colorful rays of light, like a dream, slowly receded.

A small loli, dressed in a colorful dress, with delicate features, looking no more than five or six years old, appeared out of nowhere in front of Lu Yuchen.

She stood barefoot, her tender feet hovering in the Void Realm, her large, dark eyes devoid of any emotion, quietly watching Lu Yuchen, as if looking at a stone, a speck of dust.

But her appearance made the entire world fall silent.

The wind stopped.

The clouds ceased.

All things, it seemed, bowed down before this tiny figure.

She was the Incarnation of the Heavenly Dao Will of this Realm!

"Damn it…"

Even Lu Yuchen's eyelids twitched uncontrollably at this sight.

What the hell is going on?

I had built up my stance, ready to confront the mastermind, and you give me this?

A baby?

This art style isn't right!

As Lu Yuchen grumbled inwardly, the little loli's cherry lips parted, her voice ethereal and otherworldly, yet it clearly resonated deep within Lu Yuchen's Divine Soul:

"Impossible."

Three simple words.

After speaking, her placid eyes deeply gazed at Lu Yuchen.

That gaze seemed to pierce through eons of time and space, seeing Lu Yuchen's Soul, which did not belong to this Realm, and even more so… the unspeakable, terrifying future behind him that would make all the Heavens and Myriad Realms tremble!

The next instant, the little loli's figure, along with the sky full of colorful rays, suddenly vanished.

As if she had never appeared.

The world returned to clarity.

Only Lu Yuchen was left, standing on the mountain peak, disheveled in the wind.

"Impossible?"

"What the hell is impossible?! What does that mean?!"

Lu Yuchen was dumbfounded.

What was this supposed to be?

I had my pants off…Pooh, I had my stance ready, and you show me this?

One sentence, "Impossible," and then she ran off?

A hint? A fear?

Damn it, riddle-tellers get out of this other world!

Lu Yuchen gestured a universally recognized friendly sign towards the empty sky.

Although he didn't understand what the Heavenly Dao was up to, he could be sure of two things.

First, this Heavenly Dao knew his origin, and… it was very afraid of him.

Second, resurrecting the dead of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, this matter, was probably really hopeless. At least, for now.

"Troublesome."

Lu Yuchen rubbed his throbbing temples, feeling so tired.

Why was being a hands-off Sect Master so difficult?

…

The next day.

Sect Master's main hall.

Ling Ke'er, dressed in plain clothes, stood gracefully before theYour Highness, her Phoenix eyes, which once looked down upon the world, were now dim and filled with sadness and confusion.

Even though she knew her sister was still alive, the blood feud of her country's destruction and family's ruin still weighed on her like a mountain, making it hard to breathe.

"The dead cannot be resurrected," Lu Yuchen's voice drifted over, "This is an iron law of the Heavenly Dao, and even an Immortal finds it difficult to defy."

Upon hearing this, Ling Ke'er's delicate body trembled, and her already dim eyes completely lost their last glimmer of light, a hint of deathly stillness quietly spreading.

Yes, even a figure as Heaven-Defying as her Revered Master was powerless, so what could she… do?

Looking at her lifeless expression, Lu Yuchen sighed in his heart.

Alright, even if the pie was a bit stale, he still had to draw it.

"However…" He changed the subject, a hint of intriguing mystery in his tone, "Nothing is absolute."

"According to what this Revered Master knows, when one's cultivation reaches the pinnacle of the Immortal Dao, one can trace the long river of time, and from the past and future, retrieve the departed True Soul, reshape its body, and change its Heaven-Defying fate."

Boom!

These words were like a ray of dawn, instantly tearing through the endless darkness in Ling Ke'er's heart!

Tracing time!

Resurrecting True Souls!

"Revered Master… is this true?!" She suddenly looked up, her voice trembling, her lifeless eyes once again igniting with the flame of hope!

"Naturally." Lu Yuchen spoke nonsense with a straight face, his heart not beating faster, "It's just that such a Realm is too distant, too difficult. Among one hundred thousand Immortals, perhaps not even one can achieve it."

"Disciple… is not afraid!" Ling Ke'er's eyes burst forth with unprecedented determination and resolve!

She bowed deeply to Lu Yuchen, then without any further hesitation, she transformed into a blue streak of light and sped towards the direction of the Great Tang Dynasty!

Watching her back, now filled with renewed fighting spirit, Lu Yuchen's lips curved into a "gratified" smile.

"Ah, I really am just an ordinary little Genius at bluffing."

Having sent Ling Ke'er off, Lu Yuchen turned his gaze to Lin Fan, who was practicing his punches in the square outside the hall.

"This Sect can't always rely on just me to keep up appearances."

"It's time to give them some Immortal methods."

Lu Yuchen made up his mind and called Lin Fan to his side.

"Fan'er, as the founding Disciple of my Tai Xuan Immortal Sect, it's time for you to guide the cultivation of your Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters."

"However, relying solely on fists and kicks is ultimately inferior."

"Today, your Master will impart to you some basic introductory Spells of my Tai Xuan Sect."

With that, he pointed his fingers like a sword, tapping repeatedly in the Void Realm.

A Jade Slip, condensed from magical power, appeared out of nowhere in front of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was flattered, his hands trembling as he took it, and roughly scanned it.

The next instant, he was utterly dumbfounded.

"Yujian Technique," "Palm Thunder," "Golden Light Escape," "Summoning Soldiers from Beans," "Calling Wind," "Summoning Rain"…

Dozens of Immortal Spells that sounded incredibly powerful!

"This… this…" Lin Fan was so excited he was incoherent, "Master, are these… all basic Spells?"

If these were basic, then how Heaven-Defying would the non-basic ones be?!

"That's right." Lu Yuchen said calmly, with his hands behind his back, "They are all minor tricks that aren't worth mentioning. Take them and study them diligently, and be sure to Master them as soon as possible. When your Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters return from their training, you will, on behalf of your Master, impart the Dao to them."

"Yes! Master!" Lin Fan felt a heavy sense of responsibility and immense honor pressing on his shoulders, his face flushed with excitement, "Disciple will never let down Revered Master's high hopes!"

Watching Lin Fan, as if injected with chicken blood, run to the side, holding a branch, and starting to gesticulate, trying to comprehend the so-called "Yujian Technique," Lu Yuchen's lips curved into a fox-like smile once again.

"Kid, put in some effort."

"Whether your Revered Master rides a broom or a Flying Sword when he goes out in the future, it all depends on your imagination!"