Chapter 103 Chapter 103 Long Aotian's Father 17
Having finally calmed Zhuozhuo down, Fengfeng was about to remain silent and pretend to have left when he saw Yan Bufan's aura rising and the nearby spiritual energy rapidly gathering in his direction. He immediately recognized this as a sign of someone advancing to the third level of the Qi Training Stage.
Fengfeng was somewhat surprised. Despite the Sky Crack's influence, Yan Bufan had managed to overcome the seal within him so quickly and advance to the next level. Was it because of a concern he couldn't let go of that he was striving to become stronger?
Zhuozhuo also noticed Yan Bufan's strange behavior. She was almost frightened. Her first reaction was not curiosity, but pitiful words: "Fengfeng, is Daddy going to die again?"
"No. He is in the process of advancement, and he will become a little stronger after the advancement." After communicating with Zhuozhuo for a long time, "Fengfeng" has also become accustomed to using some simple and easy-to-understand words and sentences.
Zhuozhuo understood and began to look at Yan Bufan curiously, saying in a baby voice, "Will Daddy be as powerful as Fengfeng?" She could feel that Yan Bufan really wanted to become stronger.
With a snort of laughter, "He's still a long way off."
Zhuozhuo said childishly, "Daddy is not afraid of distance, Daddy is a good walker." Her tone was a little proud, because Yan Bufan was the one who could carry her from the city to the mountain and walk in circles on the mountain for several hours without stopping.
Fengfeng laughed again, unable to help but wonder if Yan Bufan had split up all his luck by unexpectedly running into Zhuozhuo. However, if Zhuozhuo had run into him first, given the situation at the time, he would likely have immediately wiped out both her and the lingering system.
Thinking of this, "Fengfeng" felt a little relieved.
Zhuozhuo wanted to get closer to see how Yan Bufan advanced, but he was swept away by a gust of wind as soon as he took a step. "Next time you see others advancing, don't get too close, otherwise you might get hurt by mistake. If you see someone else's thunder tribulation, you must get away immediately, otherwise you will be struck to charcoal."
Seeing Zhuozhuo nod with eyes wide open, Fengfeng added, "But you can't run too far. You can observe from a safe location and gain experience and insights."
Zhuozhuo couldn't quite understand such abstract words, but she nodded seriously, "Zhuozhuo will remember this."
Yan Bufan was advancing from a minor realm, so generally speaking, it wasn't dangerous and wouldn't take too long. After Fengfeng fed Zhuozhuo a small dish of fruit, Yan Bufan slowly opened his eyes.
“Daddy!”
Zhuozhuo noticed it immediately and rushed over like a young swallow, saying happily, "Daddy is awake!"
Yan Bufan caught Zhuozhuo in his arms, and after a quick glance to make sure she was okay, his cold eyes softened a little, "Did Daddy scare Zhuozhuo?"
These words made Zhuozhuo's eyes redden, and tears fell without warning. She sobbed and said, "Daddy, Zhuozhuo misses you so much."
Yan Bufan felt as if he had been punched in the heart. He gently wiped Zhuozhuo's tears and said in a soft voice, "Zhuozhuo, I'm sorry. Daddy didn't anticipate the dangers of cultivation. Daddy is fine now, don't be afraid anymore."
"Daddy, please don't be sorry. Daddy doesn't want to scare Zhuozhuo, wuwuwu..." Zhuozhuo didn't want to cry, but she couldn't stop her tears. She couldn't finish her words. In the end, she simply hugged Yan Bufan's neck, raised her head and cried heartily.
After venting all the fear, grievance, worry, sadness and joy in her heart, Zhuozhuo relaxed and felt tired. She lay motionless and let Yan Bufan wipe her tears.
Yan Bufan subconsciously covered his hands with spiritual power to soothe his burning emotions, and the effect was unexpectedly good.
After wiping away her tears, Zhuozhuo recovered. She held her hands together and waved them in front of her body in a playful manner, saying softly, "Congratulations, Daddy has become more powerful. Daddy will be even more powerful tomorrow!"
"Thank you, Zhuozhuo."
The higher you stand, the more you realize your own insignificance. Yan Bufan, who had officially embarked on the path of cultivation, was well aware of his own weakness. Since entering the world of immortal cultivation, the cultivation level of everyone he saw was far higher than Yan Bufan's, making him feel extremely insecure and unable to relax for a moment.
Moreover, there was something strange about Zhuozhuo that attracted the attention of Zhulong and others. Yan Bufan not only blamed himself for not being able to protect Zhuozhuo, but also worried that she had some hidden dangers that he could not detect at all.
In less than a day, Yan Bufan realized the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivation and the importance of cultivation. In the mortal world, ordinary people could live a peaceful life without having to worry about the news of the princes and nobles, but in the world of immortal cultivation, it was not the same. Here, only by reaching a certain level of cultivation could one achieve anything.
For example, Yan Bufan is at the third level of Qi training and has learned to use spiritual power to soothe his emotions without any instruction. Hua Duoyou and Mei Yingxue can detect and block the tendons in Zhuozhuo's body. If their cultivation level is higher, they will definitely be able to do more, such as bringing the dead back to life, taking over other people's bodies, and even creating a world.
The level of cultivation is like a solidified class, and each class has exclusive resources - understanding, ability, etc.
Yan Bufan urgently needed to improve himself, but he did not show his anxiety and urgency. Instead, he used a relaxed tone to soothe Zhuo Zhuo's uneasy heart, "Daddy will be able to protect Zhuo Zhuo from now on."
"Okay." Zhuozhuo nodded happily and said in a baby voice, "Daddy can't beat the bad guys, don't be afraid, Fengfeng will protect Zhuozhuo and Daddy."
Hearing the name again, Yan Bufan looked a little strange and asked, "Has Fengfeng been here just now?"
He was worried that this strange "Fengfeng" had malicious intentions and would harm Zhuozhuo, and he was also worried that "Fengfeng" had trespassed into Qingyuan Sect and would implicate Zhuozhuo. He also had a vague intuition that "Fengfeng" would snatch Zhuozhu away.
Zhuozhuo keenly noticed that Yan Bufan was hostile to "Fengfeng". She wanted to tell him how good "Fengfeng" was, but felt that she couldn't express it clearly. Then she had an idea and wanted them to meet and talk. This way they would definitely find out that they were both good people and could be friends happily.
Zhuozhuo began to call "Fengfeng", but after calling many times there was no response, she realized that he had left.
He left without saying a word again.
Yan Bufan discovered this from Zhuozhuo's reaction, and his impression of this "Fengfeng" became even worse.
It's fine if he's sneaky and shameful, but he also comes and goes without a trace. It doesn't seem like he's genuinely kind to Zhuo Zhuo, it's more like he's just playing with a kitten or a puppy. In other words, he's taking advantage of Zhuo Zhuo's youth and incomprehension, so he can't see his despicable and cold-blooded nature.
After a moment of frustration, Zhuozhuo stumbled over what happened after he woke up, and finally said with certainty: "Dad, Fengfeng is a good person. Fengfeng said that Dad and he are the same and can become one."
Yan Bufan listened very carefully. At first, he felt more and more distressed, but the content that followed was too outrageous. He regarded this sentence and "the crack in the sky" as an exaggeration of something processed by a child's childish understanding and wild imagination.
But what Zhuozhuo felt at that time must have been real, the little guy was scared.
While Yan Bufan tried to restore the truth, he hugged Zhuozhuo, coaxed her, and praised her for being brave and amazing.
Soon, Zhuozhuo forgot his negative emotions, raised his chin proudly, and announced with great momentum, "Zhuozhuo will be even more powerful in the future. I will protect Daddy and Fengfeng!"
The atmosphere between the father and daughter was warm and touching. After they cuddled together for a while, Hua Duoyou came over to pick them up, and the ceremony of accepting disciples began.
The disciple-recruiting ceremony is held every fifty years and is specifically for disciples from the mortal world. Therefore, it is much simpler than the disciple-recruiting conferences in the world of immortal cultivation. As long as you pass the test of asking about the immortal path and then test your spiritual roots, you will be fine.
Hua Duoyou used a lotus leaf-shaped flying device to take Zhuozhuo and Yan Bufan to the starting point of the Immortal Path. Many people had already gathered there. Hua Duoyou glanced at a certain spot and said, "Don't be nervous. Just follow the instructions and walk along the Immortal Path."
Because the Path to Immortality focuses on testing one's character, Hua Duoyou didn't dare say much, fearing it would backfire. Seeing Zhuozhuo and Yan Bufan, one naive and the other calm, but both very confident, Hua Duoyou thought to himself that he was really worrying too much. He smiled and said, "I haven't congratulated Junior Brother Yan on his advancement yet. Junior Brother is indeed extremely talented."
"Brother Hua, thank you for the compliment."
Hua Duoyou couldn't stay here any longer, so he left quickly. As he left, the person who had been keeping an eye on Yan Bufan and Zhuo Zhuo came over and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, I'm from Jiangzhou. Where are you from?"
"Jiangzhou."
Jiangzhou was adjacent to the capital, while Qiongzhou was a remote, barbaric frontier, impoverished and backward. The man's face showed disdain, but he quickly concealed it, saying with a hint of curiosity and envy, "Do you know any of the brothers here? Are they elders in your family?"
"No." Yan Bufan didn't want to deal with this person, so he jumped onto a three-meter-high rock with Zhuozhu in his arms, looking like he was telling everyone to stay away.
The man felt embarrassed and his face instantly darkened. He wanted to chase after her and continue asking questions, but he knew clearly that he couldn't climb up. He stood there for a while, then walked away cursing.
Zhuozhuo vaguely heard it and glared at the man, wanting to curse back, but Yan Bufan covered her mouth. She angrily pried Yan Bufan's hands apart and said unhappily, "Daddy, you don't curse back, are you afraid of fighting with him?"
"I'm not afraid." Yan Bufan was helpless. He didn't notice Zhuozhuo talking about fighting again. He said patiently, "Fighting can't solve the problem. Just ignore this kind of person."
These words were not very convincing to Zhuozhuo. After all, she was watching Yan Bufan killing his way to the front from the VIP viewing seat. She said "Oh" in a long tone, but in her heart she was thinking that she had to grow up quickly. If anyone scolded them again in the future, she would rush up and beat them up.
The man walked over to a small group of people, and then several people gathered together and talked while looking over here with bad intentions.
These people didn't hide their presence, so Zhuozhuo noticed it almost immediately. When their eyes met, the man she had spoken to gave her a smile that was a mixture of malice and greed.
Zhuozhuo was not scared, but was shocked by their ugliness. He made a face at them with disgust, and began to chant spells and perform hand gestures in a serious manner, then suddenly pointed at the small group.
"ah!"
A scream was heard, and a middle-aged man in the small group pointed at the man and said in horror: "Your hair is gone!"
The man subconsciously touched his head and felt something slippery. He suppressed his panic and looked around gloomily. He didn't find anything unusual. Finally, he stared at Zhuozhuo fiercely and said grimly, "You little bastard, are you playing tricks on me?"
Zhuozhuo was just delighted that his tinkering with the magic was actually working, but upon hearing this, he immediately shouted angrily, "You, you shameless son of a bitch!"
After she finished speaking, she pointed at the man with her chubby little finger and giggled.
Almost at the same time, the man's companion let out a cry of panic that could not be concealed.
The man noticed something was wrong and touched his face, only to find that his eyebrows and eyelashes had completely vanished. Unable to contain the fear and malice in his heart, he suddenly rushed forward a few steps, cursing, "Let me see what you have in your hand!"
As he spoke the last few words, a greedy look crossed his face. He didn't believe that Zhuozhuo, who also came from the mortal world, had mastered magic so quickly. He simply thought she had ingratiated herself with Senior Brother Jieyin and received a reward.
It's a pity that this kid can only play pranks with the treasure, which is a waste of resources. But he is different, he will make the most of the treasure!
Yan Bufan shook his wrist, and the jade pendant turned into a long sword in his hand. He looked down at the man with calm eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.
The man who saw this scene didn't hesitate at all. He turned and rushed to the disciple who was maintaining order and shouted, "Senior Brother, someone stole the immortal sect's magic weapon and harmed a fellow disciple. Please help me!"
The man had inquired beforehand, and learned that those maintaining order were disciples of the Discipline Hall, who enforced the law strictly, impartially, and with immense authority. He thought bitterly, since the senior brother who had brought these two here was already gone, they would likely be treated as thieves and barred from the assessment without witnesses.
Even if that senior brother heard about this later, he probably wouldn't speak up for them, because giving treasures to ordinary disciples by guiding disciples is cheating. If they are caught, there will definitely be punishment!
It was these two who couldn't hold their breath. They would have hidden their treasures and made a fortune in silence, but they chose to show off in public. A man would be doing himself a disservice if he didn't do something.
Zhuozhuo was accused by the man, and for a moment she didn't know how to refute him. Furthermore, the man's bald head looked like a red-shelled egg with facial features, making him even uglier. It was so ugly that Zhuozhu didn't want to talk to him. She simply pointed at him with her little finger and said, "Bad guy!"
The man instinctively tried to hide behind a disciple from the Discipline Hall, but as soon as he moved, he was kicked. As easily and irresistibly as an elephant kicking away a fly, the man rushed towards Zhuo Zhuo, just in time to catch her spell. But the man wasn't too scared. It was just hair loss, wasn't like it couldn't grow back.
However, immediately afterwards, the man felt a chill all over his body, and exclamations and screams were heard all around him. The people who came over to watch the excitement ran away howling as if they had seen a flood or a beast.
After Zhuozhuo finished pointing, he looked at Yan Bufan to wash his eyes. When he heard the noisy sounds, he wanted to turn his head to look, but Yan Bufan's hands held his neck and little head, and he couldn't move.
"Daddy?"
"Look at me." Yan Bufan was silent for a moment and warned: "Don't do this again in the future."
At this moment, several angry roars suddenly broke out. Zhuo Zhuo wanted to see what happened. She pulled at Yan Bufan's hand and said perfunctorily, "I know, Daddy, move your hand away, Daddy, move your hand away."
Seeing that Zhuozhuo didn't realize the seriousness of the situation, Yan Bufan's motionless hands became even steadier, as if welded to Zhuozhuo's neck. He said seriously, "Don't burn other people's clothes in the future."
"Ah?" Zhuozhuo blinked his big eyes, looking at Yan Bufan with confusion and innocence, and said naively and distressedly: "Daddy, Zhuozhuo can't burn people to death now."
"...Even if you can burn someone to death, you can't do it casually," Yan Bufan found that he seemed to have set a bad example for Zhuo Zhuo. However, the environment in the world of immortal cultivation was so harsh, and Zhuo Zhuo's appearance had no deterrent effect. If she didn't act a little fierce, others would bully her.
So, Yan Bufan said: "After setting the fire, run away. Don't stay to talk, and don't listen to others. Because the people who are burned are ugly, it is easy to go crazy, and their fighting power increases, making it difficult to resist."
Yan Bufan considered finding Zhuozhuo a martial arts manual suitable for escape, as well as defensive tools and powerful offensive weapons, ideally ones that could kill with one strike. He actually thought it would be best if Zhuozhuo avoided violence, as those who kill will be killed. But for now, these things were unavoidable, and Zhuozhuo couldn't stay out of it.
Ultimately, he is too weak.
Yan Bufan was in a depressed mood.
Zhuozhuo shook Yan Bufan's neck and whispered, "Daddy, should we run now? Zhuozhuo thinks that man is very fierce and will catch up with us."
Yan Bufan followed the direction of the burning little finger and saw the disciples of the Discipline Hall who were looking at them with a smile. He suddenly realized that the man's shouting and the shouting of the crowd had disappeared.
"Those noises are too loud and annoying, but we can't kill them, so we can only separate them." The Discipline Hall disciple smiled warmly and amiably. "Are you two finished?"
Zhuozhuo shrank her neck and hid her face in Yan Bufan's arms. She felt that this senior brother was a little scary and didn't want to look at him any longer.
Yan Bufan patted Zhuozhuo's back soothingly, suppressing his fear. He flicked his wrist to put away the sword and said, "We didn't steal anything. I brought this sword from the mortal world, as Senior Brother Jieyin Hua Duoyou and Senior Sister Mei Yingxue can attest. The technique Zhuozhuo just used was learned while waiting in the palace."
Out of intuition, Yan Bufan chose to tell the truth. The Ministry of Justice in the mortal world needed evidence and extensive experience to determine the truth, but the world of immortal cultivation should have some more accurate and convenient methods.
Moreover, the fluctuations of spiritual power when using magic tools and spells are different. Yan Bufan can sense it, and this disciple of the Discipline Hall with a higher level of cultivation can also sense it. There is no need to hide it and increase suspicion.
The disciple from the Discipline Hall smiled even more broadly, and said in a friendly tone, "I understand. You are being falsely accused."
"...Thank you, Senior Brother."
"No need to thank me, it's my duty." The Discipline Hall disciple glanced at the back of Zhuozhuo's head and smiled, "Zhuozhuo? Not bad for talent."
Zhuozhuo turned his head slightly, and as soon as he saw the person, he hid his face again and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you, senior brother."
"Good boy. My name is Rong Ping, don't forget."
"Oh, Senior Brother Rong Ping." Zhuo Zhuo mustered up the courage to look at Rong Ping and said obediently, "I'll remember it."
"Be good. If you get into trouble next time, you can come to me and I'll help you once."
Rong Ping smiled beautifully, but Yan Bufan always felt that he had bad intentions. Fortunately, Zhuo Zhuo didn't like him either. As if sensing the repulsion between the two, Rong Ping said nothing more and lifted the barrier.
In an instant, the man's unpleasant curses filled his ears. The man had been confident, but when he saw that Rong Ping had no intention of arresting Yan Bufan and Zhuo Zhuo, and seemed to be chatting happily, the man lost his temper and shouted, "You want to protect them? What benefits have you received?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, the man knew something was wrong, but it was too late to remedy the situation. He simply continued, "Brother, by doing this, aren't you afraid that others will question the fairness of the Qingyuan Sect's assessment? Although I come from the mortal world, I also know that the Qingyuan Sect is the number one sect in the world of immortal cultivation. If the sect's reputation is damaged as a result, can you bear the responsibility?"
His words were righteous, his moral integrity was awe-inspiring, and his hatred for evil was intense. He had both sculpted his own image and flattered the Qingyuan Sect. The man was extremely pleased with his words and waited for the others to rush over and join him in demanding an explanation.
The man's clothes had just been burned, and in a panic he only put on a coat given by his companion. Coupled with his bald head and his pretentious attitude, he really looked a bit pitiful as if he had been bullied.
Zhuozhuo's little hand was itching to move, wondering how to increase the power of the magic and burn the man to death in one go. Yan Bufan calmly held Zhuozhuo's little hand. A man of integrity had nothing to fear. He and Zhuozhuo had already been in public before Guan Congyun and the others, so this little trick was nothing to be afraid of.
Besides, if one wants to distort the truth with just one mouth, the prerequisite is that the person speaking has enough weight, and men are obviously not qualified.
Rong Ping looked at the man for the first time and chuckled, "There is a world-viewing mirror here. Everyone's every move is presented to the head elder, every detail is clear." Seeing the fear on the man's face, he looked away in disgust.
A mere mortal, trying to fool a monk. A clown, extremely stupid.
"Zhang Shicheng, disqualified from taking the exam."
After saying this, Rong Ping waved his hand, and the man flew away like a kite with a broken string. A moment later, the man's desperate shouts and curses could be heard in the distance, but they soon quieted down and never sounded again.
Someone boldly asked what would happen to the man, and Rong Ping patiently said, "According to the sect's rules, those who falsely accuse or harm their fellow disciples will have their cultivation abolished and be sentenced to death. However, Zhang Shicheng is not yet a disciple of the Qingyuan Sect, so he is simply forbidden from joining the sect."
The person who asked the question breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Rong Ping say with a smile: "But after Zhang Shicheng was expelled, he shouted and cursed in front of the mountain gate, offending the sect. The disciples of Qingyuan Sect have the right to kill him."
"Is Zhang Shicheng still alive?"
"Since you're so curious, why not go and see for yourself."
"No, no, no... No, no, I won't ask anymore."
After scaring the people away, Rong Ping glanced at the sky and said with a smile, "The time has come, and the assessment has begun. I wish everyone good luck. Whether you pass the Immortal Path or not, you will survive."
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd rushing to the intersection stopped for a moment, but was soon swept forward by a larger crowd.
Zhuozhuo was shocked by the enthusiasm on people's faces. She leaned in Yan Bufan's arms and kept chattering, "Don't push, don't push, don't push my daddy... Daddy, go slowly, don't panic, it's safest to go slowly..."
Yan Bufan had already reached the third level of Qi training, so naturally he wouldn't be hurt by these mortals. However, he couldn't resist the crowding and shoving of so many people, so he could only try his best to steady himself and not scare Zhuo Zhuo. He smiled in response to Zhuo Zhuo's instructions, and suddenly heard her small cry of surprise.
"Daddy, look, White Pig and Third Eunuch are there!"
Yan Bufan wondered what this was. While paying attention to the road under his feet, he distractedly looked in the direction Zhuozhuo was pointing. After a few breaths, he found Bai Zhuer and Mr. Zhao San, who were staggering, in a mess, and moving with difficulty in the crowd.
“…”
So this is what White Pig and Third Eunuch are like.
Zhuozhuo said innocently, "Just now, White Pig was so fierce, glaring at Daddy and Zhuozhuo. Daddy, Zhuozhuo hates her. Zhuozhuo wants to dig her eyes out. Zhuozhuo also wants to sew Third Eunuch's mouth shut. Zhuozhuo doesn't want him to laugh or listen to him."
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