"master?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Feng Bingwen raised an eyebrow, but before he could do anything to the tribulation clouds conjured by the thunder magic, the raging waves beneath his feet instantly disintegrated like a mirage, vanishing without a trace.

"Senior Sister Luo!"

The young Taoist looked at Luo Lingxiao in astonishment. The magical domain that had isolated heaven and earth had disappeared. This meant that his senior sister had stopped fighting, and the golden rainbow hanging in the sky became extremely conspicuous at this moment.

"You unfilial disciple, who are you calling 'senior sister'?"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's address, Zhao Junxian, who arrived through the air, was immediately displeased. He first suppressed the lightning magic released by Feng Bingwen, and then questioned him.

"I……"

Seeing his master's obvious ill intentions, Feng Bingwen opened his mouth to utter a single word, but immediately chose to shut up. In the cultivation world, matters of seniority and titles are always a muddled mess, impossible to untangle.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what brings you here?"

When Luo Lingxiao saw Zhao Junxian appear, his face not only didn't show any smile, but instead became stern.

"I received word that my junior sister is fighting with my disciple, so I came here specifically."

Seeing his junior sister's expression, Zhao Junxian knew that his actions had upset her, so he immediately explained, but he didn't sell out Dang Kang, who had complained to him.

However, he had no choice but to intervene. If he hadn't, his junior sister might have been injured by the lightning magic unleashed by his wicked disciple. Although it was only a possibility, he couldn't bear to watch such a scene unfold.

"Who informed my senior brother?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Lingxiao's already expressionless face furrowed her willow-leaf eyebrows. Her duel with this newly promoted junior disciple was primarily a friendly exchange.

Both she and her junior brother acted rather casually. Although the junior brother's attack revealed an aura of heavenly tribulation, it was not enough to harm her.

She had her own means of defense, but who would have thought that her senior brother, who had once served as a Daoist disciple, would appear here at the instigation of someone? How despicable!

"It is indeed Senior Sister's spirit beast!"

If Junior Sister Luo hadn't asked, Zhao Junxian wouldn't have sold Dang Kang so casually. But since Junior Sister Luo asked, she naturally had to explain.

Junior sister should also discipline her spirit beast. Although their relationship is extraordinary, it is not good for it to casually pass on messages to another cultivator without the master's permission.

"You unfilial disciple, what is your purpose? How dare you disturb your master's meditation on alchemy?"

After explaining to her junior sister, Zhao Junxian looked at Feng Bingwen, who seemed to be trying to run away, and asked him a question she already knew the answer to.

“I want to succeed as the Dao Child, but Master, you disagree. I have no other choice but to challenge my fellow disciples.”

Feng Bingwen readily admitted that he had always acted with integrity and had nothing to be ashamed of.

"absurd!"

Zhao Junxian frowned and reprimanded him. He didn't understand why this disciple was so impatient. Couldn't he wait a few years until his fellow disciples of the same generation retired, then spar with the newly promoted true disciples like himself, and then obtain the position of Dao Child with absolute strength?

"Senior brother, you have such a disciple, why deliberately suppress him? Isn't it a good thing that he has such ambition?"

Feng Bingwen didn't answer, but Luo Lingxiao stepped in to defuse the situation. After speaking, the female cultivator riding a blue phoenix looked at Feng Bingwen again and said something completely unexpected.

"Junior Brother, I concede defeat in this duel. You can control the power of heavenly lightning, and I am no match for you. Today, I can still spar with you, but in time, I may no longer be a match for you!"

The way he said it, not to mention Zhao Junxian, even Feng Bingwen could hear the fighting spirit and venting in it.

"Junior Sister!"

Zhao Junxian called out.

"Uncle-Master, this won't do. This duel only ended halfway through, how can it be considered valid?"

Feng Bingwen also shouted out. He wasn't blind; he had enough sense to see that his master and this female disciple were clearly having a falling out. Why was he getting involved? The right thing to do was to find a way to back out.

"Don't call me 'Shishu' (junior uncle), it makes me sound old. Call me 'Shijie' (senior sister)."

Luo Lingxiao completely ignored Zhao Junxian, leaving him embarrassed, and only spoke to Feng Bingwen to correct his form of address.

"Yes, Senior Sister!"

At this moment, Feng Bingwen felt as if he had thorns in his back. The two tangible gazes behind him made him feel heavy pressure, a real sense of oppression.

"Junior brother, I consider you to have passed this test. I will help spread the word about the result of this battle. However, you will need to go and challenge the other senior brothers and sisters yourself. You will have to judge the difficulty of the challenge yourself."

"Thank you, Senior Sister!"

Feng Bingwen thanked her sincerely. Although the outcome of this battle would inevitably damage the reputation of this senior sister if it were to spread, and although the Taishang Dao disciples did not care too much about this matter, not caring did not mean not caring at all, and there would still be some criticism.

"No need to thank me. You have the strength too. If it weren't for someone's meddling, although our battle would have taken longer, the result wouldn't have been too surprising. If it saved a lot of time, that would be good too."

After saying all this, Luo Lingxiao didn't even glance at Zhao Junxian. He rode the phoenix back to his cave, leaving the master and disciple facing off in the air.

"master!"

Sensing the increasingly chilly atmosphere around them, Feng Bingwen spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Shouldn't you be cultivating and tidying up the blessed land? What are you doing here?"

"Can't I come?"

Zhao Junxian withdrew her gaze from Luo Lingxiao's tightly closed cave door, then looked at the disciple with a faint smile on his face and asked in an annoyed tone.

"Of course."

Feng Bingwen answered fluently, then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, preparing to flee.

"All matters here have been settled, and my purpose has been achieved. If Master wishes to go and chat with my Uncle, please do so. I will take my leave now."

"stop!"

Seeing Feng Bingwen already standing on the dragon carriage, Zhao Junxian couldn't hold back any longer.

"Master, is there anything else you need?"

Feng Bingwen treated him with utmost respect, as if he were a disciple, and no one could find fault with him in the slightest.

"Take off that humble and filial act. Don't you feel awkward knowing you're being two-faced?"

"What is Master saying? This disciple doesn't quite understand!"

"Didn't I tell you to cultivate diligently for a few years before vying for the position of Dao Child? Are you ignoring my words?"

"Of course I wouldn't dare! I've listened to everything you said, Master, but I didn't say I would follow it!"

Feng Bingwen raised his head, blinked, and looked self-righteous and confident.

A teacher is one who imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts.

Zhao Junxian was undoubtedly a very qualified guide for him on the path to immortality, but the guide only pointed him in the right direction. Whether he listened or not was entirely up to Feng Bingwen himself, after all, he was not a puppet to be manipulated.

"You wicked disciple!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Junxian immediately cursed angrily. With a wave of his sleeve, the sleeve became like a cage. Feng Bingwen, who was standing on the cloud dragon carriage, felt dizzy and his vision went completely black. When the light reappeared, he was already in his master's Taoist palace.

"master?"

Feng Bingwen collapsed onto the white jade floor, savoring the feeling of being utterly powerless, of everything before him turning into nothingness, even his consciousness dissolving into chaos.

"Was that a hidden technique you just used?"

"Want to learn?"

Zhao Junxian, who brought the disciple back to his cave, glanced at him.

"think."

Feng Bingwen naturally agreed without hesitation.

"You can't learn it!"

Zhao Junxian showed no mercy and directly attacked Feng Bingwen.

"With your meager cultivation, you dare to dream of learning such a great supernatural power? You'd better cultivate diligently for a few years first!"

"oh!"

Feng Bingwen, however, remained remarkably calm and unmoved.

"When I reach the same cultivation level as you, Master, will I be able to practice?"

"We'll talk about it when that time comes. The Daoist Treasury Hall also contains the Great Technique of Mending the Heavens, which requires an even higher level of cultivation!"

"The art of mending the sky?"

Feng Bingwen's eyes lit up as he listened.

"Alright, that's not something you should be concerned about right now. Let's talk about what you did today!"

"..."

Feng Bingwen remained silent.

"You're asking your Martial Aunt Luo to admit defeat to you? Do you realize how much this will affect her?"

Zhao Junxian asked first, and then, without waiting for Feng Bingwen's reply, her tone gradually became stern.

"She has been a disciple for over half a century, while you have been a disciple for less than three years, yet you made her bow down and admit defeat in the duel. You have made a name for yourself, but you have made this senior uncle who gave you the elixir when you entered the sect become your stepping stone. How can you bear to do that?"

"I admit that I handled this matter poorly!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Bingwen pondered for a moment and came up with a solution, but before he could speak it, his master spoke it out first.

"Now there is only one way to go. You go and challenge the other disciples. After defeating them, you can minimize the impact on your uncle's reputation. No one will criticize your uncle. They will only praise your unparalleled talent. It's a good thing for you."

After hearing Zhao Junxian's words, Feng Bingwen was dumbfounded. This was exactly what he had thought. Or rather, that was what he had thought from the beginning.

He knew that his challenges would put a burden on the reputation of his senior brothers and sisters, but once he had defeated them all, such problems would disappear, and he would become the sole focus and center of attention.

"master!"

After a moment of silence, Feng Bingwen finally spoke.

"Huh? What's wrong? You're too scared to go?"

"No, I just wanted to say that we truly are worthy of being master and disciple!"

"Stop talking nonsense. You need a few more days to recover. If you are fine, go challenge the second senior disciple now. Don't delay."

"yes."

Feng Bingwen naturally obeyed his master's orders without the slightest intention of disobeying. He stood up, transformed into light, and flew away. He already had someone in mind to challenge the second disciple.

That Taoist priest from Qingyuan riding an ox, Zhang Xiu!

He was also one of the true disciples of the sect. He once came to observe when his master, Zhao Junxian, was undergoing the tribulation of becoming a human immortal. Afterwards, he looked up and sighed, feeling ashamed of his inferiority.

However, when Feng Bingwen followed the information gathered by the golden ape and found the cave of this senior disciple, he saw that the senior disciple was already riding an ox and standing on the clouds, waiting for him from afar.

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"Just now, while I was cultivating in my dream, I suddenly had a whim and cast a divination, which predicted that a distinguished guest would arrive today. I was waiting here, but I never expected it to be my junior brother."

Upon seeing Feng Bingwen's figure in the distance, the somewhat disheveled Taoist priest, who had been lying on the back of the blue ox, suddenly sat up and laughed heartily.

"It's been a while since we last met. Junior Brother's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he's now at the same level as my good-for-nothing senior brother. It's truly astonishing. No wonder he's a disciple accepted by the Daoist!"

"Senior brother, you're too kind."

Feng Bingwen flew to his senior brother's side, bowed politely to him, and was about to speak when his senior brother spoke first.

"Junior brother, you don't need to speak. I've already figured out your intentions. Just make your move!"

"Then please forgive my rudeness, senior brother!"

Feng Bingwen was surprised by his senior brother's brilliant strategy, but such a performance was within the capabilities of a true disciple, so he was not too surprised. After saying a few words, the Five Elements Divine Light surged up from behind him and swept directly towards the Taoist sitting cross-legged on the back of the yellow ox.

Snap!

To Feng Bingwen's astonishment, he saw his senior brother swept off the ox's back by his divine light, then fall directly from the clouds and crash into a forest below. Instantly, broken branches and leaves flew through the air, foxes and rabbits fled, and for a moment, the entire mountain was filled with panicked beasts.

"this……"

Seeing this, Feng Bingwen was stunned. He looked up at his palm, then looked helplessly at the shallow crater in the forest below.

"Senior Brother Qingyuan!"

"Hahaha!"

As Feng Bingwen called out, the Taoist's figure seemed to teleport back onto the ox's back. If it weren't for the mud and grass on his body, it would have seemed as if Feng Bingwen had just swept away a phantom.

"Junior brother's abilities are truly remarkable, and I, your senior brother, am ashamed of my inferiority. I concede defeat here. Junior brother, please go and challenge the next fellow disciple. I still have a batch of pills to finish refining, so I will return now!"

The Taoist Qingyuan showed no sign of distress. After greeting Feng Bingwen with a chuckle, he prepared to return to his cave.

"Senior brother, please wait a moment!"

Feng Bingwen was stunned by his senior brother's actions. After a long silence, seeing that his senior brother was about to leave, he quickly called out to him.

"What's wrong, junior brother? Are you still not satisfied?"

"Senior brother, your acting is way too fake! You were defeated without even making a single move... This..."

Feng Bingwen was at a loss for words. Before coming here, he had never expected that his senior brother would do such a thing. He didn't care about his reputation at all, and he didn't care about criticism.

"Doesn't this just prove that your supernatural abilities are extraordinary, Junior Brother? I was sent flying before I could even react, completely powerless to resist. I had no choice but to admit defeat. It wasn't that I was incompetent, but rather that I was powerless!"

---Aside---

Still 4,000, code less than 6,000. Sorry, I took the medicine. After taking it at noon, I had a dizzy reaction (I think). After drinking it in the evening, I had a dull bloating and pain in my gallbladder area. After a while, I passed gas. They said it was a healing reaction. Before taking the medicine, I asked a friend who studies medicine online, and when I got the medicine offline, I also asked a TCM doctor who was practicing. They all said there was nothing wrong with the prescription.