I’m Really Not A Supreme Master!

In the small courtyard.

Ever since Li Fan imparted new knowledge to Nan Feng and the others, they had all been practicing diligently, making swift progress.

When Nan Feng played the Oblivion Melody, it enabled enlightenment and was filled with profound and marvelous meanings.

In just a few short days, she had broken through to the Four Heavens of the Fusion Path Realm.

Zi Ling was no less diligent; she now spent her days calmly painting.

Especially those Earth Chickens… They were always so cooperative.

One lie down would last a whole day, allowing her to observe without them daring to move.

Her realm had reached the Third Heaven of Fusion Path.

Long Zixuan fished every day, becoming ever more adept at handling the ladle, and where it passed, the carps would leap out from time to time.

He reaped a great harvest and had begun to master some of the techniques from the book “A Hundred Days to Become a Fishing Expert,” leaping into the Fourth Heaven of Fusion Path.

Lin Jiu Zheng was devotedly practicing the Heavenly Talisman, his incantations becoming increasingly mysterious and complex.

Qing Chen was rather miserable; these days, he spent his time on the ground catching ants.

While catching ants, he also had to deal with three spiders, busying himself to the point of sweating profusely every day.

However, the rewards were also plentiful.

Wu Dade always felt aggrieved because he had not learned anything new, but it wasn’t until after being bitten by the Big Black Dog once more that he suddenly realized the truth.

On the path of body refining, he estimated he could continue until death.

Moreover, as his body grew stronger, the bite force of the Big Black Dog also intensified, sufficiently harsh for him to temper his body… quite a painful realization!

Under the ordeal of the Big Black Dog’s teeth, he too entered the Third Heaven of Fusion Path Realm.

Jiang Li played chess every day, practicing his defense. A chess realm had formed around him, mysterious and profound, like a forbidden area that could not be entered.

Plus, according to Nan Feng and the others, the improvement in Jiang Li’s chess skills seemed to be enhancing Old Xuanwu’s strength as if some kind of seal had been lifted.

Lately, it hadn’t been chewing mud and intermittently went into hibernation.

Besides them, the small animals in the courtyard were also progressing rapidly.

In addition to biting Wu Dade every day, the Big Black Dog would occasionally go to Nan Feng’s Little Wolf, as if to teach it something.

When Lin Jiu Zheng began practicing the Heavenly Talisman, the Little Kirin occasionally glowed, advancing together with him.

Lu Rang had finally mastered the basic method of fertilizing, and his Pasture Grass no longer wilted; its leaves became more lush, and at the edges, serrated blades grew, sharp and formidable.

Under the guidance of the grass, Lu Rang too entered the Second Heaven of the Fusion Path Realm.

He took good care of rare plants like the World Tree, Kirin Fruit Tree, Divine Blood Herb, and Undying Tree.

His Pasture Grass grew more vigorously, and the Little Gold Bull became even more robust.

Gong Ya immersed herself in the books Li Fan had given her, practicing cooking techniques every day; the kitchen became her paradise.

She would concoct various tasty dishes for Li Fan and the others each day, and her cultivation level had also increased significantly, attaining the Fourth Heaven of Fusion Path.

As for Xinning, she was still learning poetry from Li Fan.

It’s just that poetry is a world unto itself, containing myriad paths, thousands of laws, different life experiences, and the profound truths of heaven and earth.

“You have also mastered the basics of calligraphy; starting from today, you can learn the second stage of calligraphy.”

“Tracing.”

Li Fan was also teaching Dugu Yuqing the new techniques of calligraphy.

A horizontal line, a vertical line, a slant, a flick… these are just the basics of calligraphy.

Upon mastering the fundamentals comes tracing, learning the brushwork and structure of the ancients.

As the saying goes, only after seeing a thousand swords can one recognize the weapon!

Eventually, one must fuse the brushwork of countless masters to create one’s own path in calligraphy.

It is a gradual process.

Saying this, he took out a sheaf of papers.

On these papers was the rubbing of the “Mysterious Secret Tower Stele” written by the Tang dynasty calligraphy master Liu Gongquan!

“To study calligraphy, tracing the rubbings of master works is unsurpassed. As you are just beginning, start from these rubbings,” said Li Fan.

The appropriate start for calligraphy tracing is the works of Liu Gongquan or Yan Zhenqing, for their brushwork is the most upright and their stroke power the strongest!

Only after completing regular script can one advance to running script, cursive script, and so on.

Dugu Yuqing took the rubbings with a shake, her eyes suddenly transfixed, captivated!

Each character’s brushwork was so energetic as to be irresistible!

“Full of righteous energy, there’s no need for the sword that seeks crooked paths; like a rock, like a tree, unafraid of tempestuous waves and wild winds!”

She could clearly feel that the sword art hidden within these characters was nothing less than noble and upright.

Like a gentleman’s magnanimity!

She began tracing!

With each stroke she traced, the Sword Qi on her body thickened a little more.

And the Little Red Bird she had brought back occasionally flew to her shoulder, seemingly very interested in her practice of writing, and at times it flew over to the chickens, chirping along, and the flock did not shun it.

Among the many disciples, Su Baiqian seemed somewhat vexed.

Because she was already learning the art of healing, but… there were no patients!

She doubted whether she would ever get the opportunity to save lives in this lifetime^

And just then, a voice from outside came.

“Mu Rantian from Wood Spirit Village, here to see Senior Li, please save my life, Senior Li!”

It was the voice of Mu Rantian, tinged with a trace of pain.

Li Fan, hearing this, said:

“Please come in!”

The door of the courtyard opened.

Mu Rantian walked in carrying the unconscious Mu Wanqing, with Mu Nanshan following behind him.

Upon entering the courtyard, Mu Rantian immediately knelt down, tears streaming down his face, and said:

“Senior, I beg you to save Wanqing’s life!”

Seeing this, Li Fan was taken aback and hurried forward, saying:

“Quickly get up, there’s no need for this!”

He glanced at Mu Wanqing and saw her with a pale face, weak and feeble…

“She’s lost too much blood.”

Li Fan, having some knowledge of medicine, could tell at a glance.

Mu Wanqing, this girl, was in critical condition!

He couldn’t care less about anything else, and he directly instructed:

“Take her to my bedroom, Bai Qian, follow me!”

Saving a life was of utmost importance!

For such an emergency patient, of course she should be taken to the ICU!

Hearing this, Mu Rantian was excited and hurried to follow the instructions, carrying Mu Wanqing to Li Fan’s bed.

“Everyone, out.”

With a command from Li Fan, everyone left, waiting outside.

“Bai Qian, I will teach you surgery, you will assist me…”

Li Fan spoke.

Su Bai Qian nodded solemnly, standing nervously beside him.

“Excessive blood loss means there must be a wound, and if the wound isn’t properly treated, endless issues could arise.”

As Li Fan spoke, he continued:

“Sterilize the scissors in the fire, and give them to me.”

Su Bai Qian immediately did as told, quenching the scissors in the fire before handing them to Li Fan.

Li Fan cut open Mu Wanqing’s clothes.

Her beautiful body was fully exposed, but in Li Fan’s eyes, she was merely a patient at that moment.

The wound near her heart was dripping blood, not yet scabbed over!

Li Fan proceeded to the next step.

Finally, the wound was properly treated.

“This is the golden sore medicine I’ve concocted, quite effective for traumas.”

Li Fan took out a bottle of red medicinal powder, gently pouring some onto Mu Wanqing’s wound.

Su Bai Qian, observing intently, was astonished.

Because Mu Wanqing’s wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

This wound was of a mystical nature, unresponsive to Spiritual Medicine, but the effectiveness of Master’s golden sore medicine was miraculous.

Indeed, the Master was a medical deity of this generation, and there was so much for her to learn!

Yet Mu Wanqing remained unconscious.

Li Fan turned and walked out the door.

“Senior… Can Wanqing still be saved?”

Mu Rantian asked anxiously.

Li Fan nodded and said:

“You brought her here in time, she’s stabilized, there should be no problem.”

As he said that, he turned to Gong Ya and ordered:

“Gong Ya, go make a bowl of red dates and donkey-hide gelatin millet porridge.”

Mu Wanqing had stabilized for now, but the blood loss wouldn’t recover quickly.

She could only slowly recuperate by eating blood-nourishing medicinal cuisine.

“Yes, Master.”

Gong Ya immediately set out, and soon the porridge was ready. Li Fan returned to the room, touching three of Mu Wanqing’s acupoints.

“Cough cough…”

Instantly, Mu Wanqing woke up coughing, her eyes dazed as she said:

“Where am I…”

“Wanqing, you’ve finally awoken!”

Mu Rantian said excitedly, “This is Senior Li’s courtyard; Senior Li saved you!”

Mu Wanqing looked towards Li Fan with immense gratitude and said:

“Senior Li… thank you…”

But Li Fan replied, “No need for thanks.”

“Come, eat something, you’re too weak, you need to replenish your strength.”

Gong Ya immediately stepped forward, feeding the porridge to Mu Wanqing.

Mu Wanqing sipped the porridge.

As the porridge entered her body, Mu Wanqing’s expression faltered slightly.

Because she distinctly felt a supremely sacred breath nourishing her body!

Especially her heart, which was enveloped by this sacred breath as if it were evolving something!

She continued eating the porridge, her complexion gradually becoming rosy.

“No… I can feel new blood being generated in my heart…”

She murmured to herself.

At the same time, her aura underwent a drastic change!

Her entire body was shrouded in a ripple-like sacred breath.

Mu Rantian and Mu Nanshan’s expressions changed dramatically; at that moment, they almost knelt down on the ground.

Because at that moment, Mu Wanqing’s constitution was incomparably powerful, it exerted a supreme sense of suppression on them!

Moreover, her cultivation level was soaring rapidly, breaking from the Peeking Path Realm into Dao Fusion, and then shooting straight from the first heaven of the Fusion Path Realm to the completely full Nine Heavens of the Fusion Path Realm!

Just one step away from entering the Condensed Spirit Realm.

“No… how can I feel that Wanqing, when compared to the arousal of her Wood Spirit Heavenly Body before, is now stronger??”

Mu Nanshan couldn’t believe it.

“Could this be… the Wood Spirit Divine Body? The Wood Spirit Divine Body!?”

Mu Rantian communicated through a message, his words filled with overwhelming excitement!

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