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Chapter 11 - Chapter 5 Guidance_2

The martial artist and the young prince let out a sigh of relief.

"If you act tough and aggressive, veering off the right path, and fall into the demonic way too early, there wouldn't be enough of you to go around."

The martial artist and the young prince, "..."

Encountering such an unexpected disaster, Li Fan was speechless, "Thank you for the lesson, Lady Wangshu. Qingyue took note."

"You're teachable," Master Wangshu nodded with a smile and then looked at the two in front of her, "As for you two, don't stay on the mountain anymore."

Before her words faded, with a brush of her sleeve, the martial artist and the young prince disappeared without a trace, not knowing which supernatural power had teleported them away.

Sssss... Is this the difference between the immortal and the mortal, the gap is too great...

"Alright, let me see what you have chosen." Master Wangshu took a look at the yellow slips and scrolls Li Fan held, suddenly pausing, "Did a master guide you?"

Isn't that so... Although whether it's a "person" is hard to say...

Li Fan glanced at his right hand.

"The foundation of our sect indeed doesn't match the renowned schools in the Central Plains. Most of the sword techniques after the Golden Core stage are borrowed from other sects. Therefore, there are few inner disciples who primarily practice the Sword Path. And few know that the Bamboo Mountain Sword Technique is an ancient sword art passed down by a wandering cultivator at the time the sect was founded. It's actually quite exquisite, not inferior to those of the legitimate sword sects.

The Taiyin Sword Classic is also good. Nowadays, the heavenly path is a shrouded moon in the sky. The essence of the Taiyin Sword is best practiced, but the way of the sword immortal is heavy with killing. If you can't restrain yourself, there's a risk of falling into demonic ways. Since you chose the sword cultivation, you must adhere to the Dao heart, and avoid creating strife and engaging in aggressive competitions with others."

Since Master Wangshu had double-confirmed, both of these techniques could be practiced to some extent.

And needless to say, after this episode, Li Fan had a general understanding of the vengeful nature of these sword immortals.

Fortunately, the Xuantian Sword Essence didn't "ask for death" in front of Master Wangshu. It vanished without a trace, as if it really was Li Fan having a split personality with his right hand just now.

People in cultivation, naturally each has their own fate. Master Wangshu didn't inquire further, and since she had taken the preliminary cultivation techniques, she flew with Li Fan towards her cave dwelling.

Her cave was atop a floating peak, where at the summit there lay an arched chilling pond. From afar, one could see it was shrouded with dense white mist, rising. The pool's water was dark blue like ink, its depth unfathomable at a glance.

Master Wangshu led Li Fan to a small pavilion floating on the pond's surface and called into the courtyard, "Fuling."

"Miss, you're back..."

From the courtyard, lifting the bead curtain, walked out a young, beautiful woman with her hair styled in clouds. Her hairpins adorned with gold flowers and cosmetics graced her face. Her distant mountain eyebrows naturally exquisite, with makeup, it enhanced her beauty, rather more like a lady than the lady herself.

She appeared slightly lazy, probably just waking from a nap on the couch, her smooth shoulders, draped with a large sleeve black silk robe, left her elegant collarbones in full view. It seemed she wore only a flesh-colored trailing gown, her bare snow-white feet walking on the floor, vaguely visible through the silk, revealing her charming and ample form beneath.

Nai~~~Ssss~~~

'Li Fan's mood increased by 1 point.'

'The Xuantian Sword Essence insisted the host should focus on cultivating the heart, to not lose one's innocent golden body at such a young age, as it would hinder cultivation. The system also agreed.'

You two shut up for the old man!

"This is Qingyue, the child assigned to me by the mountain lord. Help him settle in."

"Yes, Miss." Fuling gazed at Li Fan, bowed slightly, which was an acknowledgment.

Master Wangshu also said to Li Fan, "Fuling has served by my side since childhood, we are like sisters, Qingyue, do not neglect her."

"Yes, I've met Sister Fuling." Li Fan, being such a face-connoisseur, of course wouldn't neglect.

"It's not early tonight, you should rest. Tomorrow I will guide you in your cultivation." Master Wangshu also nodded with satisfaction, speaking while she removed her ornate crown, opened her moon robe, casually tossed aside her undergarments, and within moments was completely bare, stepping towards the chilling pond.

Li Fan stood there, stunned with his mouth agape.

'Li Fan's mood increased by 1 point.'

And Fuling, swaying her waist as she approached, picked up the lightweight robe and pants tossed all over the place, the jewelry and hairpins of jade, "Miss, at Mo Zhu Mountain, it's taught that there is no delight in impropriety, yet you're reaching 'improper' there..."

Master Wangshu, like a whitefish, swam in the Ice Pool, laughing and singing joyously, "Ooh! The dancing is graceful, the yellow words evident, Shangdi is not constant, the nine regions will perish. Shangdi is not accommodating, descending a hundred misfortunes, their family will surely crumble and fall."

"Alas, you are one who comprehends the grand Dao, I can't argue with you." Fuling wiped the Dao robes in her arms, then stored them in the jade bracelet on her wrist, turning to look at the staring Li Fan, "What, do you want to go swimming too?"

Li Fan instinctively nodded, then quickly shook his head when he realized.

Fuling's face was indifferent, seemingly unconcerned, "After you build your foundation, you can enter the chilling pond to cultivate. These are the pill liquids formed from the Xuanming Dao Breath, which are quite beneficial for refining the Dao fetus. For now, your body can't handle it. Come with me then."

Really can't handle it, definitely can't handle it...

Li Fan almost started a nosebleed and couldn't bear to look more at Lady Wangshu backstroking in the pool, hurriedly bowed and followed the gracefully full-figured Fuling into the small abode. Following behind, he could clearly see that flesh-colored silk skirt, seemingly having been worn too long, explicitly showing peach-like hips, wobbling with each step...

Oh my goodness... Can't handle it, can't handle it...

'Li Fan's mood increased by 1 point.'

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