The next day.
Lin Qifan, dizzy and disoriented from the torment, finally walked out of the police station.
"Damn it... they're just mortals who can't cultivate immortality, yet they beat me up like this!"
Walking on the street, Lin Qifan touched his swollen, pig-like face, gritting his teeth.
"And that Shen Wuwei, the bail and compensation actually had to come out of my pocket. That was money I earned from hard-fought underground boxing matches, and it's all gone!"
Just thinking about how even a thief would cry upon seeing his bank card balance, his heart couldn't stop bleeding.
And all of this was thanks to Jiang Yu!
Recalling that shameless guy, Lin Qifan's breathing quickened, wishing he could rush to the school right now and tear him to shreds.
Originally, his path had been smooth sailing and prosperous, but then he met this guy, and it was as if he had invited a god of misfortune instead of a god of wealth.
However, he quickly adjusted his emotions.
The path of cultivation is long and arduous; these hardships are merely a bit of wind and frost.
Everything he had experienced since descending the mountain was a test of his mindset!
"I've been too focused on Jiang Yu. Where did the decisive, brave, and fearless me from the village go?"
Lin Qifan seemed to enter a meditative state like a sage, and in the depths of his being, he felt a step closer to breaking through to the Foundation Establishment Stage.
He hailed a taxi and immediately headed for Linjiang Mountain.
...
As soon as he got out of the car, Lin Qifan ran off, ignoring the driver's curses behind him.
After all, even if he were beaten to death now, he couldn't produce a single penny.
"Hmph, you have eyes but fail to see. It's your honor to drive for this Immortal cultivator!"
Lin Qifan mumbled as he climbed the mountain, finally finding the giant stone his Master had mentioned.
Before opening the Immortal's cave, Lin Qifan's heart quickened a bit.
After all, this was his Master's Immortal's cave, and there might be a portrait of his Master inside.
(Ancient Immortal cultivators often hung their portraits in the main hall of their Immortal's cave. This practice was imitated by Ancient Martial Artists and passed down to the present day; many wealthy Ancient Martial Artists hang portraits in their own main halls.)
"Master... what do you look like?"
With a nervous heart, Lin Qifan mustered the courage to enter the Immortal's cave.
His Master's voice sounded as melodious as an oriole, possessing a refreshing power, so she was most likely a great beauty of an Immortal Fairy.
Entering the main hall, Lin Qifan bravely looked up and instantly turned to stone.
What!???
In the portrait, a fat-headed, big-eared woman was revealing an evil smile, her wolf-like eyes seemingly ready to pounce and devour him, this young chef who had been accompanied by his five-finger maiden for eighteen years.
"Ugh—"
Lin Qifan nearly threw up his overnight meal, retching while leaning on the wall.
He never expected his Master to be Qiaobiluo!
Her voice was pleasant, but beneath the facade was a genuine Fat Pig!
Just thinking about how he had previously fantasized about being taken as a wife after helping his Master reshape her body, his stomach churned.
Lin Qifan subconsciously wanted to throw away the ring in his hand.
However, in the end, he held back.
It wasn't that he was so respectful of his Master; he only ever respected beautiful female Masters.
Rather, his cultivation technique, Immortal cultivation knowledge, and even his future opportunities all depended on this Fat Pig Master.
"Damn it, how dare you deceive my feelings! Master, you truly deserve to die!!!"
Lin Qifan gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes as he snorted coldly.
"Once I've squeezed out all your value, I will make sure your soul is annihilated!"
The sleeping Yang Yan'er never imagined that at this moment, she was already resented by her disciple.
Lin Qifan angrily picked up the pills and silver needles on the table, his mood slightly easing.
"Hmph, the things this dead Fat Pig left me are quite good."
Lin Qifan stared at the words "Tai Shou Thirteen Needles" on the cloth bag, his heart quickening a few beats.
But why was there only one needle for the Tai Shou Thirteen Needles?
Never mind, just put it away.
The Exploding Blood Pill was also put into his pocket.
After leaving the Immortal's cave, Lin Qifan eagerly sat in meditation, circulating the Pure Yang Heavenly Dao Art. His Pure Yang Spiritual Root absorbed the spiritual energy from within a dozen miles of Linjiang Mountain.
Finally, he successfully broke through to the Foundation Establishment Stage!
"Hahaha, is this the power of the Foundation Establishment Stage? This feels great!"
Lin Qifan let out a long cry to the sky. Suddenly, the ring on his finger became warm again.
Yang Yan'er sensed Lin Qifan's breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage, but the Huan Yuan Qi was scarce and difficult to sustain her speech, so she used her fundamental power.
"Qifan, I am burning my soul as I awaken this time, so I will make this brief."
Lin Qifan's face was full of disgust. He said coldly, "Speak. And don't call me that again in the future."
Yang Yan'er was startled, not understanding why her disciple's attitude had changed so much.
However, time was short, so she said nothing, asking crisply:
"You should have received my magical artifact, right?"
"I have."
"I will now impart to you a set of 'Tai Shou Thirteen Meridian Needle Art' for healing. When you control the needle with Qi, remember not to let the needle tip touch Yin Qi or Demonic Qi, otherwise it will harm people..."
After imparting the technique, Yang Yan'er almost immediately fell into a deep sleep.
"Hmph, this dead Fat Pig only knows how to sleep!"
Lin Qifan snorted coldly, "Tai Shou Thirteen Needles!"
The silver needle slowly flew up and hid in his sleeve.
At the Foundation Establishment Stage, spiritual energy can be released externally. It is said that Li Bai, the Sword Immortal of the Great Tang, could slay Demonic Cultivators from a thousand miles away with a single sword, truly achieving killing enemies invisibly!
"Jiang Yu! You're dead!"
...
Time rewinds to a dozen hours earlier.
Evening, Jiang Family Villa.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Hearing the door open, Li Qingrou thought her husband had returned.
But as soon as she opened the door, her pretty face immediately fell.
"A... Auntie, I'm looking for Jiang Yu..."
The person who came was the woman Li Qingrou disliked the most—Shen Qing'er.
"What are you doing here? Didn't you say you didn't like our Jiang Yu?"
Li Qingrou said coldly, showing no intention of letting the other person in.
A hint of bitterness flashed in Shen Qing'er's eyes as she lowered her small head:
"Auntie, I'm sorry... I was too willful before. Actually, I've always liked Brother Jiang Yu. He said I could come find him in the evening."
Seeing Shen Qing'er so humble, Li Qingrou felt uncomfortable continuing to target her.
She could only let Shen Qing'er in, saying coldly:
"My precious son is on the second floor. You can go up yourself."
After speaking, she sat on the sofa without looking back and continued watching her drama.
Second floor, Jiang Yu's room.
"Ah ah ah ah! Jiang Yu, when did you come back... Did you, did you not do anything to me?"
The sleeping Tu Youqing was woken up by Jiang Yu. It was her first time sleeping under a velvet quilt, so she had slept very soundly, with crystal clear drool on the pillow.
Jiang Yu looked at the messy room and the groggy Tu Youqing who had just woken up, feeling quite speechless.
They say beautiful girls have messy living habits, and it seemed to be true now.
Suddenly, Jiang Yu heard movement downstairs and shrugged, saying:
"Shen Qing'er is coming up. You figure it out yourself."
Hearing Shen Qing'er's name, the sleepy Tu Youqing immediately turned into a startled kitten with ruffled fur.
"You, you, you, you... why didn't you wake me up sooner!"
"Who told you to sleep so soundly, with drool flowing out? As a good classmate, of course, I couldn't bear to disturb your baby-like sleep."
Tu Youqing's small face turned red as she wiped away the remaining drool, anxiously saying:
"Then... then what do I do now? If Sister Qing'er finds out I'm in your room, and... and slept in your bed, our Girlfriend friendship will be over!"
"Closet or wardrobe..." Tu Youqing was thinking about where to hide when the door suddenly knocked.
Then the doorknob turned.
"Ah ah ah ah... Damn it, damn it, stinky Jiang Yu, bad Jiang Yu! You just want to see me make a fool of myself!"
Tu Youqing was anxious. She simply burrowed into the quilt, but then she thought that if she was alone, the quilt would be lumpy, so she anxiously called out:
"You... you come in too, help me cover up!"
Jiang Yu had been waiting for that exact sentence. He chuckled wickedly and also burrowed into the quilt.
However, Tu Youqing was hidden inside, with half of his body exposed outside.
Click...
The door opened.
