Before he knew it, the night had passed.
Early in the morning, Chen Cheng handed over the cultivation insights written by the twelve Protector Disciples. Lin Fan nodded calmly. "You may leave for now. Once I've read them, I'll make my decision."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Chen Cheng left with a nervous heart.
After closing the door, Lin Fan immediately opened their "cultivation insights" and began examining them carefully.
Although they were all written in traditional characters, modern people might prefer simplified characters, but that did not mean they could not recognize traditional ones. Thus, Lin Fan did not find them particularly difficult to read. Even when there were a few characters he did not recognize, he could more or less guess their meanings.
However, that was not the problem. The problem was that... after reading for a while, Lin Fan discovered he was reading a "heavenly scripture."
"I recognize most of the characters, but how come I completely can't understand them once they're put together?!"
Looking over the pages...
There was stuff like "when the heart and qi unite, and qi and spirit unite," and "the path of cultivation should follow Heaven's will, taking the right time, favorable terrain, and human harmony as its foundation"...
Then there was their understanding and control of True Essence, which was likewise a "heavenly scripture."
For example: "Control of True Essence must be meticulous. It may be transformed into a surging force like a mighty river, yet it must also be manipulated as nimbly as an embroidery needle. Only then can its power be multiplied despite using the same amount of True Essence..."
Lin Fan: "..."
What the hell was all this?!
It sounded incredibly profound, but why was there not a single practical detail?!
At that moment, he was troubled and miserable...
That feeling...
It was like a player stuck in Bronze asking a player in the King tier for gaming advice, only for the other person to actually provide it—and without holding anything back.
But that was precisely where the problem arose. They had indeed held nothing back, but this "experience," or rather "strategy guide," was simply too advanced. He could not understand it at all!
What?
The Protector Disciples were not King-tier players?
But to someone stuck in "Bronze," what difference was there between them and King-tier players?
"This is still a problem similar to the one with the Scripture Pavilion..."
Lin Fan felt utterly sorrowful and let out a long, quiet sigh.
"Why is this so difficult?"
"Could it be that I have to ask them about the 'basics' again? This..."
Wouldn't that be rather inappropriate?
Lin Fan always felt that doing so would be too "strange." But if he did not ask again, how exactly was he supposed to cultivate?
He could not possibly have Qi Zixiao teach him personally, could he?
"..."
"Wait!"
Lin Fan slapped his thigh. Even through the long skirt, that smooth, slippery sensation made his heart ripple, but clearly this was not the time to focus on such matters.
"Why can't I have her teach me personally?!"
"Right now, we're already in the same boat. If I learn how to cultivate, it will benefit both her and me, with no drawbacks."
"Since that's the case, why don't I just ask her directly?!"
"Am I an idiot or what?!"
Lin Fan now wanted nothing more than to give himself a hard slap.
Did he still need to beat around the bush with the Protector Disciples? He had already established contact with Qi Zixiao. Couldn't he just ask her directly?!
This was what they meant by being blinded by one's own position...
Because he had been cautious at the beginning, Lin Fan could only resort to all sorts of indirect probing to avoid exposing himself.
But judging from Qi Zixiao's own rules, she clearly did not want to expose herself either.
So how could he avoid exposure? Naturally, the more he resembled her, the less likely he was to be exposed!
And how could he resemble her more?
He needed to know more people in the Purple Mansion Holy Land, understand more about the Purple Mansion Holy Land, and, at the same time... be able to display his own strength!
Otherwise, wouldn't he just be an empty shell? It would be incredibly easy for him to give himself away.
In other words... learning how to cultivate served the same purpose as Qi Zixiao's desire not to expose herself.
Since that was the case, she had no reason not to teach him!
Hiss!!!
Lin Fan drew in a deep breath. He had originally wanted to give himself a slap, but in the end, his hand never fell. He merely touched his own tender, fair cheek, wearing a faintly sorrowful expression...
He was beginning to wonder whether, after transmigrating into Qi Zixiao's body, he had acquired certain strange "traits."
For example, being big-breasted and brainless or something...
Otherwise, why had it taken him until now to think of this?
Once he had an idea, he acted.
He found paper and brush, wrote down his request to learn immortal cultivation and asked Qi Zixiao to introduce as much as possible about the people and affairs within the sect. Afterward, he lay on the bed, bored out of his mind.
"By the next time I transmigrate over, I should have made considerable progress..."
Once he learned how to cultivate and understood more about the Purple Mansion Holy Land, he would be able to leave Bright Moon Peak and learn about the Purple Mansion Holy Land—and even this entire world.
And the more he learned, the more he could use the differences between the two worlds to improve his true self...
As for Qi Zixiao...
"But come to think of it, am I helping her stay logged in? Or perhaps... power-leveling her? Only, this power-leveling job of mine doesn't seem very effective..."
"She's helping power-level me too, isn't she? She's an immortal-cultivation big shot, after all. If she's doing the power-leveling, it should be incredibly fast..."
This fellow thought happily to himself, and before long, he actually drifted off to sleep.
So where exactly was this?
Qi Zixiao scratched her head, feeling rather miserable.
She had wandered around all night! Yet she still had not found where home was.
Ask for another taxi? It was not that she had not considered it, but how could I, Qi Zixiao, do such a thing twice in a row?
Besides, she always felt that her residence was actually nearby. She simply could not find it, and that left her thoroughly irritated.
After finally waiting until the sky grew bright and more people began appearing nearby, Qi Zixiao managed to suppress the gloom in her heart. She found a man and asked, "May I ask, Young Master..."
She clasped her hands and gave him a fist salute. Fortunately, she had not forgotten that she was currently in a man's body and did not perform a woman's courtesy.
"Uh???"
The man had just come out of an all-night gaming session at an internet café. Wearing a tank top, shorts, and flip-flops, he was suddenly called out to and looked utterly bewildered. "You...?"
"May I ask where Green Mountain Town is?"
"This is Green Water Town. Green Mountain Town is more than ten li away..."
Although the man was baffled by Qi Zixiao's manner of speaking, once he realized that she was merely asking for directions, he did not say much more and pointed out the correct direction.
"Many thanks!"
Qi Zixiao gave another fist salute in thanks, then turned and left.
"No problem..."
The man muttered as he headed toward his home. At the same time, he grumbled, "Why does it feel like even they're more handsome than me..."
"Too bad I'm almost thirty and still don't have a girlfriend. Sigh."
Upon hearing that, Qi Zixiao slowed her steps. Her ears twitched slightly as she picked up on some "information."
Before long, she had reached a conclusion. By then, the man had nearly reached the end of the street and was about to turn.
Quick as a flash, Qi Zixiao casually snapped off a section of branch and flicked it out with her finger.
Smack...
Just as the branch flew past the street corner, a bag of apples "appeared" and "overlapped" with the man. The branch struck it at once.
Bang, bang, bang...
The apples scattered all over the ground.
"Ah!"
A woman's voice rang out.
"I'm sorry."
The man thought he had knocked open the woman's bag. With an apologetic look, he crouched down to help. "I'll help you pick them up."
Qi Zixiao watched from afar. Seeing a man and woman crouching there and picking up apples together, she nodded in satisfaction.
"This is all I can do."
I, Purple Mansion Saintess Qi Zixiao, never owe anyone a favor~
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