This Saintess Never Owes Anyone a Favor

In a daze, a night passed.

Early in the morning, Chen Cheng handed in the cultivation insights written by the twelve Protector Disciples. Lin Fan nodded calmly, "You may leave. After I have read them, I will make a decision."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Chen Cheng left with a nervous expression.

After closing the door, Lin Fan immediately opened their 'cultivation insights' and examined them carefully.

Although they were all in traditional characters, modern people, while preferring simplified characters, were not necessarily unfamiliar with traditional characters. Therefore, it wasn't too difficult for Lin Fan to read. Even if he didn't recognize a particular character, he could roughly guess its meaning.

However, none of this was the problem. The problem was... after reading for a while, Lin Fan realized he was reading 'celestial script'.

"I basically recognize all the characters, but why can't I understand them at all when they're put together?!"

Looking at it...

What 'Mind harmonizes with Qi, Qi harmonizes with Spirit', what 'The path of cultivation should follow the heavens, with the timing of the heavens, the advantages of the earth, and the harmony of people as the foundation'...

Looking at the understanding and control of True Essence, it was the same 'celestial script'.

For example, 'The control of True Essence should be meticulous, able to transform into a surging river, yet also be as flexible as an embroidery needle, so that the same True Essence can have its power doubled...'

Lin Fan: "..."

What the hell are these things?!

It sounded very high-end, but why wasn't there anything practical?!

At this moment, he was distressed and uncomfortable...

This feeling...

It was like a 'scrap metal' player asking a 'king' player for game experience, and the other party actually gave it, without holding anything back.

But the problem also arose. It was true that they didn't hold anything back, but this 'experience' or 'strategy' was too high-end, and he couldn't understand it at all!

What?

The Protector Disciples weren't 'kings'?

But to a 'scrap metal', what was the difference between them and a 'king'?

"It's still a similar problem to the Scripture Pavilion..."

Lin Fan was extremely sad and sighed faintly.

"Why is it so difficult?"

"Could it be that I have to ask them about the 'basics' again? This..."

Not good, right?

Lin Fan felt that this wasn't good, it would seem too 'weird', but if he didn't ask again, how would he cultivate?

He couldn't possibly have Qi Zixiao teach him personally, right?

"..."

"Wait!"

Lin Fan slapped his thigh. Even through the long skirt, the smooth touch made his heart flutter, but now was clearly not the time to focus on that.

"Why can't she teach me personally?!"

"Now we are already grasshoppers on the same rope. If I can cultivate, it will only be beneficial to both her and me."

"In that case, why don't I just ask her directly?!"

"Am I stupid?!"

Lin Fan now just wanted to give himself a big slap in the face.

Did he still need to probe the Protector Disciples? He had already established a connection with Qi Zixiao, couldn't he just ask her directly?!

This was called being blinded by the situation...

Because of his initial caution, Lin Fan had to beat around the bush in various ways to avoid exposure.

But judging from Qi Zixiao's rules, she definitely didn't want to expose herself either.

So how could he avoid exposure? Of course, the more he resembled her, the less likely he would be exposed!

How could he be more like her?

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 easy to be exposed.

In other words... his learning to cultivate was the same as Qi Zixiao's goal of not wanting to be exposed.

Since that was the case, she had no reason not to teach him!

Hiss!!!

Lin Fan took a deep breath, intending to slap himself, but ultimately didn't, instead touching his smooth, fair face, feeling a little sad...

He suspected that after his soul transmigrated into Qi Zixiao, he had gained some strange 'characteristics'.

For example, being brainless...

Otherwise, why would he only think of this now?

No sooner said than done.

He found paper and pen, wrote down his request to learn cultivation, and asked Qi Zixiao to introduce him to the people and events in the sect as much as possible. Then, he lay on the bed, feeling bored.

"The next time I transmigrate, there should be considerable progress..."

Once he could cultivate and knew more about the Purple Mansion Holy Land, he could leave Bright Moon Peak to learn about the Purple Mansion Holy Land and even this world.

And the more he understood, 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 AFK? Or... power leveling? It's just that this power leveling doesn't seem very effective..."

"She's also helping me 'power level', right? She's a cultivation big shot after all, so her power leveling should be fast..."

The fellow thought happily, and before long, he fell into a dream.

So, where exactly is this?

Qi Zixiao scratched her head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She had been wandering around all night! Still couldn't find where her home was.

Should she hail another taxi? It wasn't that she hadn't thought about it, but how could Qi Zixiao do it again and again?

Moreover, she always felt that her residence was nearby, but she just couldn't find it, which made her very annoyed.

Finally, as dawn broke and more people began to appear nearby, Qi Zixiao barely suppressed the depression in her heart, found a man, and asked, "May I ask this young master..."

She clasped her hands together, making a fist salute, fortunately not forgetting that she was now a man and not performing a woman's etiquette.

"Uh???"

The man had just come out of an internet cafe after an all-nighter, wearing a vest, shorts, and flip-flops. Suddenly, he was stopped and looked confused: "You???"

"May I ask, where is Green Mountain Town?"

"This is Green Water Town, Green Mountain Town is more than ten miles away..."

Although the man was confused by Qi Zixiao's way of speaking, he didn't say much after realizing that she just wanted directions, and pointed out the correct direction.

"Thank you!"

Qi Zixiao made another fist salute, thanked him, and then turned to leave.

"No problem..."

The man muttered, walking towards his home, while muttering, "How come he's even more handsome than me..."

"It's a pity I'm almost thirty and still don't have a girlfriend, sigh."

Hearing this, Qi Zixiao slowed her pace, her ears twitching slightly, discerning some 'events'.

Before long, she had her answer, and by this time, the man was almost at the street corner, about to turn.

Qi Zixiao, with quick eyes and hands, casually snapped off a twig, and then flicked it with her finger.

Pa...

As the twig flew past the street corner, a bag of apples just happened to 'appear' and 'overlap' with the man, and then, the twig struck.

Bang bang bang...

The apples scattered all over the ground.

"Ah!"

A woman's voice came.

"I'm sorry."

The man thought he had bumped into the other party's bag, his face full of apology, and he even squatted down to help: "Let me help you pick them up."

Qi Zixiao looked at them quietly, a man and a woman squatting there, picking up apples together, and couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

"All I can do is this much."

I, Qi Zixiao, Saintess of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, never owe anyone a favor~