Idol

"Please keep this a secret for me, Ninth Aunt." Yue Qianchou bowed. He added, "Is there anything else you need me to do, Ninth Aunt? I will do my best to help you with anything I can."

Grandma Ma Jiu looked at him with a complicated expression. She hadn't expected that he had found such a powerful backer. No wonder he dared to act recklessly in the Cultivation World. She shook her head and said, "I can't think of anything for you to do yet. You can stay on Fu Xian Island for a day. I'll tell you when I think of something."

Yue Qianchou hesitated for a moment before speaking hesitantly, "This junior wishes to do something to offset the promise I made back then. I wonder if you, Ninth Aunt, would agree?" This promise was stuck in his throat, and he really wanted to get it off his chest. He wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible, otherwise it might become something that others could use to manipulate him in the future.

"Oh! What is it?" Grandma Ma Jiu said with a glint in her eyes, "Why don't you tell me first?"

"If... if I could help you Ninth Aunt, extend your lifespan by another 150 years, I wonder if that would offset this promise?" Yue Qianchou said slowly.

Upon hearing this, the group was shocked. To grant someone an extra 150 years of life for no reason—could Yue Qianchou really do something so defying the heavens? Even Ziyi stared at him in utter astonishment.

Grandma Ma Jiu's chest heaved, her breathing becoming somewhat rapid, for someone whose lifespan was not far off. What would it mean to live another 150 years? Perhaps there would be a chance to break through to that legendary realm. After calming down slightly, her eyes flickered as she said, "I will not use your promise to bind you for life. Please rest for a day, allow me to think it over carefully, and I will definitely give you an answer tomorrow."

"In that case, I will take my leave." Yue Qianchou bowed and left the Sang Cao Garden with Ziyi.

After watching the two leave, Lan Bingxue turned her head and said anxiously, "Ninth Aunt, why didn't you agree to his request? If he could really help you extend your life by 150 years, that would be an incredible thing!"

"Extend life by one hundred and fifty years?" Grandma Ma Jiu murmured, her expression becoming somewhat confused. Lan Bingxue stayed silent with her for a while, then suddenly asked softly, "Ninth Aunt, who exactly is Yue Qianchou's master?" When she was supporting Grandma Ma Jiu earlier, she clearly felt Grandma Ma Jiu tremble when Yue Qianchou revealed his master's background. She really wanted to know who this person was who could shock Grandma Ma Jiu so much.

"We've fought, but never met," Grandma Ma Jiu replied simply. Although she always kept Lan Bingxue by her side, she wouldn't let Lan Bingxue know about certain matters involving the core of the sect, and she didn't know why. Lan Bingxue lowered her head slightly, wisely refraining from asking.

Knowing that Grandma Ma Jiu would give him an answer tomorrow, Yue Qianchou felt much more relaxed. It was better to resolve this matter sooner rather than later! In a better mood, he simply led Ziyi out of the Sang Cao Garden, letting Ziyi appreciate the Myriad Fragrance Garden, overflowing with spiritual herbs.

"Are these all spiritual herbs?" Ziyi's pretty face melted as she smelled the fragrance and looked at the grass, vines, flowers, and willows covering the mountains and fields. Her face lit up with innocent curiosity. The scenery here was indeed much more lively and vibrant than the monotonous purple bamboo forest.

"Not bad, they're all spirit herbs!" Yue Qianchou nodded. He thought to himself, "What's so special about this? If the time is right, I'll let you go to my territory and see what a spirit herb garden with the most complete variety looks like."

Upon arriving at Myriad Fragrance Garden, he naturally couldn't leave without visiting the main hall, where his woman was. At the entrance of the main hall, Fei Denan and Furong had been waiting for a long time, but finding no one around, they assumed they had been turned away. The expressionless former had returned from the Penglai Pavilion. He had originally been with the sect leader and the others, but Yue Qianchou hadn't shown any respect to the leader of the world's number one sect, going directly to see Grandma Ma Jiu. He had no choice but to return to Myriad Fragrance Garden to wait for Yue Qianchou. He had already decided that if Yue Qianchou didn't come to Myriad Fragrance Garden to see him after arriving at Sang Cao Garden, he would seriously reconsider the relationship between this man and his daughter.

Furong was overjoyed. Fei Denan was afraid that his daughter would be Yue Qianchou happy and others would notice, so he had kept the news from her until just now, and also gave her a lot of instructions.

"Senior Fei... Senior Fei!" Yue Qianchou bowed awkwardly. Ever since he was caught in bed with another man, the title "Senior Fei" just didn't feel right. Fei Denan looked at him strangely and nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the Ziyi.

Furong called out cheerfully, "Yue Qianchou!" Her voice was as pleasant as ever. Yue Qianchou smiled at her, but in public, he couldn't be too affectionate.

"Come inside and we'll talk!" Fei Denan said, and was about to turn around when he suddenly stopped, staring at the outside of Myriad Fragrance Garden with a twitching expression. The others followed his gaze, Yue Qianchou was also taken aback. He saw thousands of flying swords darting through the trees outside Myriad Fragrance Garden.

"Damn! What's going on?" Yue Qianchou looked at Fei Denan suspiciously. Fei Denan said in a deep voice, "Go out and see for yourself."

Of course, he had to listen to his future father-in-law! Yue Qianchou immediately turned and walked out of Wanfen Garden, followed by Ziyi Yi. He was shocked by what he saw; there were probably no fewer than four or five hundred people, all wielding swords. Some controlled two or three swords, while others controlled more than a dozen simultaneously. No wonder there were so many flying swords flying around. Yue Qianchou said blankly, "The Returning Origin Sword Art? When did this place become a training ground? And when did the Returning Origin Sword Art become popular on Fu Xian Island?"

The moment Yue Qianchou appeared, the flying swords that had been flying everywhere suddenly retracted, and hundreds of excited gazes were fixed on him. Someone shouted, "Greetings, Senior Yue Qian!" Chaos erupted immediately, with cheers rising and falling. Everyone crowded around him. Fei Denan, standing before the main hall, shook his head and smiled wryly, while Furong was filled with pride, proud of her man.

"You all know me?" Yue Qianchou asked, pointing at himself in astonishment. He thought to himself, "How come I don't recognize any of you?"

Everyone shook their heads and then nodded, their eyes burning with excitement. This was the legendary idol! Yue Qianchou was completely bewildered. He looked at Ziyi seemed to be confused as well.

At this moment, a disciple mustered up his courage and came forward to bow, saying, "We are all young disciples of Fu Xian Island. We have long admired your name, senior. We heard that you cultivate the 'Returning Origin Sword Art,' as do we, but we find it difficult to unleash the same power as you. Therefore, we have come to see you and hope that you can give us some guidance."

Fans! Looking at the fervent gazes of the crowd, those two words suddenly popped into Yue Qianchou's mind. Looking at these people again, some were carrying several swords, others a whole pile of them. The Returning Origin Sword Art was truly arduous to cultivate; even their weapons were far more numerous than others. Clearly, these were all low-level disciples, unable even to afford Storage Bag.

Speaking of Storage Bag, the Tan family, one of the Four Great Families, makes them. Last time, we managed to get a huge pile from the Tan family patriarch. Yue Qianchou coughed, cleared his throat, and said loudly, "I didn't expect to find so many fellow practitioners of the Returning Origin Sword Art here, just like me. I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts for you all, so..." He took out two more Storage Bag from his Storage Bag, pointed to the two people in front, and waved with a smile, "Come here."

The two disciples who had been designated immediately became as if they had been injected with adrenaline. Clutching a pile of swords in their hands, they excitedly hurried to their idol and bowed, saying, "Senior."

"No need for formalities, no need for formalities." Yue Qianchou waved his hand and smiled kindly, "These two Storage Bag contain Spirit Stone in one and Storage Bag in the other. You two, distribute the contents of these bags. Everyone who is present will receive ten high-grade Spirit Stones and one Storage Bag. Go!" He then handed over the two Storage Bag.

"Wow!" Hundreds of people immediately became excited, they were thrilled! When had they ever held ten high-grade Spirit Stones in their hands at once? They had never even received one! And each person was given a Storage Bag, which was exactly what they needed! As expected of the legendary Senior Yue, his generosity and approachable attitude were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The two disciples quickly placed their swords on the ground, accepted the Storage Bag handed to them with both hands, bowed, and said, "Thank you, senior." They then turned and went to distribute the items. Hundreds of people also expressed their gratitude in unison, attracting the attention of some highly skilled cultivators from Fu Xian Island.

The two disciples were astonished when they channeled their Divine Sense into the Storage Bag ... so many Spirit Stones ... so many Storage Bag! They both turned to look at Yue Qianchou; he was accompanied by a beautiful woman. No wonder he was the legendary Senior Yue. Yue Qianchou smiled slightly and said, "Distribute them quickly!"

The two disciples immediately got to work, distributing Storage Bag one by one and high-grade Spirit Stones in tens. The disciples who received their items were also conscientious, excitedly putting their flying swords and Spirit Stone into their Storage Bag, and then standing aside to avoid duplicate distribution. After all, they still had some of the manners of a major sect.

Yue Qianchou was happy to see the disciples who received the items. Ten Spirit Stone each from several hundred people would only amount to a few thousand spirit stones. A few thousand high-grade Spirit Stones and several hundred Storage Bag could win the hearts of several hundred people. No matter how short of money one was, one couldn't skimp on this, regardless of whether these people would be useful in the future. It was absolutely worth it.

Seeing Yue Qianchou distributing Spirit Stone, the Ziyi felt a pang of worry. She couldn't understand why he was doing this; earning money wasn't easy!

The excitement outside made Furong eager to share it with Yue Qianchou, but remembering her father's instructions, she hesitated, fearing it might have a negative impact on Yue Qianchou. Fei Denan, however, was ashen-faced. This kid was too arrogant, openly trying to win people over on Fu Xian Island; he didn't know the meaning of being discreet.

The Spirit Stone and Storage Bag were quickly distributed, and the two disciples returned the rest. Yue Qianchou took the Storage Bag, gave one to each of Storage Bag, and then gave each of them one hundred high-grade Spirit Stones, saying with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, don't think it's too little."

"Thank you, Senior!" The two Yue Qianchou accepted the gift. Not only was it given to them personally, but they also received ten times more Spirit Stone than others. When had they ever received a hundred high-grade Spirit Stones before? They put the flying sword and Spirit Stone on the ground into their Storage Bag, and then clipped the Storage Bag to their waists. They couldn't contain their joy. From now on, they were members of the "bag clan"!

"Please instruct us on the Returning Origin Sword Art!" The two exchanged a glance, then suddenly bowed and said in unison. Hundreds of people also bowed and said, "Please instruct us, senior."

In this atmosphere, Yue Qianchou was also radiant, finding his footing as a teacher. Composing himself, his expression turned serious, and he slowly walked forward, saying, "There's no point in giving guidance; I don't know how to guide you. But remember my words. All schools of thought and countless Law Techniques, though Divine Ability, ultimately share the same fundamental principles. The sea of Dharma is boundless, and diligence is the boat; within the art, hard work is the path. Only by enduring hardship can one rise above others; lack of natural talent can be compensated for through diligence. If you remember these things, sooner or later you will all forge your own glorious path. You don't need to imitate others in everything; only what you understand yourself truly belongs to you. That's all I have to say. Think about it carefully."

Fei Denan, standing in the garden, was stunned. He hadn't expected this brat to come up with such a reasoning. Several experts from Fu Xian Island who were secretly observing the area also fell into deep thought upon hearing this, vaguely feeling that Yue Qianchou's words made some sense and were worth pondering.

In truth, Yue Qianchou was merely spouting nonsense, taking whatever he thought made sense in his past life, modifying it slightly, and piecing it together. He didn't care if it was actually useful; the key was that it sounded impressive now. Little did he know, his words would actually cultivate two truly remarkable individuals among these disciples...

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