Chapter 92: Good News

With the cultivation art in hand, Yan Xiao summoned core disciples Wang Dazhu, Ma Jianyang, Ma Xiaoyun, and Nangong Erhu, preparing to pass it on to them.

Wang Dazhu arrived first and bowed respectfully, "Disciple Wang Dazhu pays respects to Master. I wish you a lifespan equal to the heavens, eternal longevity, and that you remain handsome and dashing—the number one in the world..."

"That's enough, that's enough... I have serious business today calling you all here," Yan Xiao rolled his eyes at him and said sternly.

"Master, is there another good cultivation manual you are going to teach us?" Wang Dazhu immediately perked up, rubbing his palms together, unable to contain his impatience.

"Paying respects to Master."

Ma Jianyang, Ma Xiaoyun, and Nangong Erhu arrived one after another, each bowing to Yan Xiao.

"Sit," Yan Xiao nodded, took out the introductory volume of the Purple Qi Sacred Origin Art, and said, "This cultivation art is an ancestral secret technique of mine. Mastering it allows one to become an immortal and enter the Saint realm. I shouldn't have brought this manual out, but for your futures and the development of the Shengjian Sect, I have decided to pass this supreme art to you. I hope that one day you will achieve success and perform great deeds."

Yan Xiao spoke with earnest, heartfelt words, his hand holding the Purple Qi Sacred Origin Art trembling slightly, as if he were extremely reluctant to part with it.

"Owner, can you be any more shameless?" Seeing Yan Xiao hoodwink his disciples like this, the system couldn't help but mock him.

"What do you know? If I don't make it sound precious, how will they know the value of this art? How will they know to be grateful? This art cost me 100,000 Fear Value to exchange for, 100,000..." Yan Xiao felt a pang of heartache.

"Is it wrong for me to hoodwink them a little?"

"Uh... you're not wrong..." The system was thoroughly defeated by his shamelessness.

Yan Xiao handed out the manual, then pulled it back. Wang Dazhu watched eagerly as the manual was brought before him only to be taken back by his Master; his heart itched, as if scratched by a cat.

"Master, are you giving it to us or not?" Nangong Erhu was the boldest and also the youngest disciple, usually the most favored. At a signal from Wang Dazhu, he finally couldn't help but ask.

Yan Xiao had long seen the winking and gesturing between them and found it amusing, but he still maintained an expression of reluctance.

"I'm giving it, of course I'm giving it to you. Go get paper and pens. I will give you the original; each of you must copy it ten times, keep one copy for yourselves, and then give the original and the remaining nine copies to me."

"Master, why copy so many? One copy is enough for me," Wang Dazhu asked, puzzled.

"Copying it more times deepens your memory," Yan Xiao said with a straight face.

"Oh." The four of them began to copy the Purple Qi Sacred Origin Art in a disciplined manner.

Yan Xiao looked around; Ma Xiaoyun's handwriting was the neatest, Nangong Erhu and Ma Jianyang were passable, but Wang Dazhu's was terrible—it looked like it had been chewed by a dog, crooked and slanted, completely illegible.

"Damn, his handwriting is uglier than mine."

Yan Xiao cursed inwardly and snapped at Wang Dazhu, "Can you write properly? Can you even understand what kind of mess you've written?"

"Master, I didn't study much and don't know how to write well. How about I let Junior Sister copy one for me?" Sweat poured down from the hand Wang Dazhu used to hold the brush, his face a mask of misery.

"No, copy it yourself. Copy it properly. None of you are allowed to help him. This art is only useful if you copy it yourself," Yan Xiao said sternly with a straight face.

"Yes, Master." The other three disciples obeyed, looking at Wang Dazhu with amusement, thinking, "Senior Brother, you're on your own."

Wang Dazhu looked aggrieved, on the verge of tears.

"Ahem, well, Xiaoyun, copy one for me first," Yan Xiao coughed dryly and said in a low voice.

"Oh, okay." Ma Xiaoyun nodded obediently, quickly finished copying one, and handed it to Yan Xiao.

"Copy carefully. If you copy one character wrong, you'll copy it three more times," Yan Xiao lectured, then walked toward Feng Jingting's room with his hands behind his back, holding the finished copy of the Purple Qi Sacred Origin Art.

Entering the main hall, Feng Jingting was still organizing the accounts. Luoxia Mountain had absorbed the Seven Spirits and renamed itself the Shengjian Sect; now with over a thousand disciples, the assets were incredibly complex. Yan Xiao had become a hands-off manager, so all the decisions fell to her, keeping the Fairy busy.

Feng Jingting was standing there checking the accounts and didn't notice Yan Xiao walking in.

Seeing the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, Yan Xiao felt moved, and a wave of tenderness arose.

He walked gently behind the Fairy and scooped her up by the waist.

"Greetings, Husband." She had noticed the moment Yan Xiao walked in, but she hadn't expected such an embrace, and she blushed with shyness.

"You've worked hard," Yan Xiao said softly, smelling her hair.

"It's not hard; this is what I should do," Feng Jingting was always so gentle and virtuous; how could one not cherish her?

"In the future, leave these things to the servants; you don't need to worry so much."

"The Shengjian Sect has just gotten on the right track, and the Liuyun Chen Family is eyeing us covetously. There is no one else to take over yet," Feng Jingting shook her head.

"Indeed. It seems that for a sect to be strong, it's not just about high cultivation realms; internal operations are equally important," Yan Xiao sighed.

It seemed Feng Jingting couldn't get away for the time being.

"Work is work, but don't tire yourself out," Yan Xiao said with concern.

Seeing Yan Xiao's concern, Feng Jingting was very happy, but she was born gentle and didn't express it much, only smiling and nodding, whispering an "Mm."

"Jingting is truly a virtuous wife and mother. To have such a wife is truly a blessing cultivated in a past life."

Yan Xiao couldn't help but think.

"Owner, you were just a poor loser in your past life! Hehe..." The system never missed a chance to strike at Yan Xiao.

"Get lost, don't ruin my good mood," Yan Xiao cursed in his heart.

He had originally wanted to share a tender moment with Feng Jingting, but after the system's interference, the mood was completely ruined.

Seeing she still had much to do, Yan Xiao stopped bothering her, took out the Purple Qi Sacred Origin Art copied by Ma Xiaoyun, and handed it to Feng Jingting, saying, "This is a cultivation mental method that can quickly improve your cultivation. You are busy, so don't let your cultivation fall behind, or how will you be worthy of being my companion for eternity, a pair of immortal lovers?"

"I will certainly not let it fall behind and will surely be able to stay by Husband's side," Feng Jingting said firmly.

"This art is most effective when practiced at the first light of dawn; remember to practice diligently."

Yan Xiao gave his instructions and turned to leave.

Now that his cultivation had hit a bottleneck and his attributes had also hit a bottleneck, and his Spirit Root couldn't be upgraded for the time being, besides familiarizing himself with arts and techniques, he could only think of ways to earn Fear Value.

But after much effort, he could only scare the new disciples in the sect, and he couldn't go too far, so the Fear Value gains were minimal.

To master the Purple Qi Sacred Origin Art as quickly as possible, the core disciples like Wang Dazhu all went into seclusion, and even Luo Ying pestered him for a manual before going into seclusion.

Feng Jingting and Luosang were busy to death, and he found that as the dignified Sect Master of the Shengjian Sect, he was bored to tears.

"Days without cultivation are so hard to bear. I wonder when Qingxue will recover so she can optimize the system soon."

Yan Xiao lay on the lawn alone, sighing.

He both wanted Qingxue to optimize the system quickly and feared she might suffer damage; it was truly agonizing.

"Owner, I have good news for you. Qingxue sent word that she has found the Seven-Colored Spirit-Nurturing Flower and is looking for a place to refine it. Soon she will recover her Divine Sense and help you optimize the system," the system said suddenly.

This news was truly too important to Yan Xiao.

There is a surge of Spirit Qi pent up in the dantian, yet it cannot be used to level up; this feeling is truly too unbearable.

The Liuyun Chen Family is eyeing things covetously, and one cannot always rely on consuming Fear Value. Raising one's level is the only true path.