“I was quite disheartened at first, but you gave me such a wonderful surprise. The hope of revitalizing our Biluo Palace probably rests on your shoulders.” Wan Tongtian became excited. “With your talent and current cultivation, none of the chief disciples of other sects are as good as you. People like Zhiyin of Lihentian and Lou Wucheng of Baiyujing… Although they have great reputations, they are actually nothing more than chickens and dogs.”
"Looking at the younger generation of disciples in the nine sects of Taoism, the only one who can be your opponent is Wu Xiaofan."
Wu Xiaofan, despite his name being Xiaofan, is anything but ordinary.
No, it should be that he was quite ordinary in the early days. I heard that he was just doing odd jobs at the Zhengyang Sect at first. He was slow-witted and learned a lot of the things taught by the sect's masters very slowly. He was often ridiculed and bullied by his fellow disciples.
However, he was honest and kind, so he didn't take it to heart. Instead, he readily admitted that he was slow-witted and often sincerely asked his fellow disciples for advice. As a result, the people around him felt embarrassed to bully him.
In addition, Wu Xiaofan was exceptionally hardworking. In his view, since he lacked talent, he would make up for it with diligence.
Gradually, he caught up with the pace of those around him, and others were even surprised to find that he learned things faster than they did.
In particular, learning cultivation techniques is much faster than learning various clever combat skills.
Because he is not good at combat skills, he often loses to those around him in sect competitions.
But by chance, Wang Wuxie noticed him and discovered that he had cultivated his sect's inner cultivation method to a level far surpassing his peers.
After observing him secretly for a while, I discovered that he had one of his greatest strengths: he was focused and could do one thing with complete concentration.
There are many exceptionally talented people in this world, but the more intelligent a person is, the faster their mind works, making it difficult for them to focus on one thing.
This can lead to various inner demons that hinder one's progress in cultivation.
Wu Xiaofan, on the other hand, was dull-witted, which allowed him to concentrate on one thing for a long time, something Wang Wuxie himself couldn't do.
Besides, Wu Xiaofan's most precious quality was his pure and innocent heart, so Wang Wuxie made an exception and accepted him as a disciple, which caused quite a stir in the entire Zhengyang Sect that year.
Many people were unconvinced, wondering why the sect leader had chosen such an ordinary person as a disciple, especially since Wu Xiaofan was someone many had defeated.
Many people even suspect that Wu Xiaofan might be the sect leader's illegitimate son.
Wang Wuxie did not explain, but instead specially formulated a cultivation plan for Wu Xiaofan, teaching him according to his aptitude. About half a year later, Wu Xiaofan's cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, making a name for himself in the sect's grand competition.
The disciples from the other peaks were very dissatisfied, feeling that it was only because the sect leader personally taught them.
This time, Wang Wuxie didn't say anything, but went on a trip for a while, while Wu Xiaofan cultivated alone on Woyun Peak.
Another six months passed. The disciples of the other peaks worked hard, thinking that Wu Xiaofan had not been guided by his master for the past six months, and that with his strengths diminishing, he would surely be able to avenge himself this time.
To everyone's surprise, the disciples from each peak suffered a crushing defeat in the first match, with the gap between them even greater than in the first competition.
Only then did Wang Wuxie explain what made Wu Xiaofan special, convincing everyone in the Zhengyang Sect.
Many people have tried to emulate Wu Xiaofan, but they simply cannot learn his abnormal focus and can only give up in the end.
Wan Guiyi had naturally heard about these things, and an excited look appeared in his eyes: "Only someone like this is worthy of being my opponent."
At this moment, the Fire Spirit Abbess, who was following far behind, was also instructing the girl beside her: "Manman, this time you must make your master proud and make a name for yourself in this competition."
The fierce young woman who had captivated a group of men at the mountain gate was none other than Pei Mianman. Upon hearing this, she smiled helplessly and said, "Master, I've only been a disciple for a short time. Although I've made rapid progress, I'm still far behind the chief disciples of the various sects."
“You don’t need to belittle yourself. I know your talent best. It’s no worse than any chief disciple. The only thing you lack is time,” Master Huoling snorted. “However, your combat strength is special and cannot be judged simply by your realm.”
Pei Mianman stuck out her tongue: "As expected, I couldn't hide it from Master."
Master Huoling's face showed a hint of pride: "Putting everything else aside, the results must not be worse than that of Wan Guiyi. Of course, it would be even better if we could defeat him. I can't stand the way Wan Tongtian always brags about his son."
“If I could beat him so quickly, would I need to come here to become his disciple?” Pei Mianman rolled her eyes. “Oh, Master, why did you do this? If you had backed down a little back then… Wan Guiyi would be your and the Palace Master’s son.”
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