This anomaly isn't caused by Lin Fan, is it?

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu's expression changed, and his flowing aura moved towards Lin Fan.

In an instant!

His pupils suddenly dilated, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This good disciple hadn't just broken through, he had broken through multiple times in a row!

"What the heck?"

Wen Cai was completely bewildered, feeling like he was in a fog.

How could this unheard-of, never-before-seen event be possible?

"No, no, how is this possible..."

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes still couldn't believe it, as if he were treating Lin Fan like a toy at this moment.

He suddenly raised his arm to examine him closely, then pressed on Lin Fan's body, feeling his aura.

He was genuinely Houtian Seventh Heaven!

Not the slightest bit wrong!

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes felt his eyes blur; the surprise had come too suddenly.

The Houtian Realm, though the first step for a Daoist, was not easy to cultivate.

For an ordinary Daoist, at Lin Fan's age of eighteen, reaching Houtian Fifth Heaven indicated decent talent.

But Houtian Seventh Heaven was a completely different concept!

The fifth heaven of each stage was a minor bottleneck.

Breaking through it determined if a person's talent had the potential to reach the next stage.

Lin Fan had previously broken through to the fifth heaven, which was good, showing promise in the Houtian Realm.

But that was it.

However, Houtian Seventh Heaven at eighteen years old was not just excellent in small sects.

Even in Maoshan, he would be considered an absolutely outstanding talent!

"Lin Fan, what exactly happened?"

Uncle Jiu's head was buzzing. His usually stern face could no longer hold its composure.

His face full of astonishment, he grabbed Lin Fan and pressed him for an answer.

At this moment, his heart was not just filled with joy?

It was more of a shock!

Houtian Seventh Heaven at eighteen years old was definitely considered outstanding within the Daoist Sect!

But it wasn't enough to cause such astonishment; he had seen many geniuses over the years!

Yet, Lin Fan's consecutive leaps from the fifth to the seventh heaven were truly unprecedented!

First, the Five Thunders Spell jumped from Beginner to Grand Perfection!

Then, Houtian Fifth Heaven leaped to Houtian Seventh Heaven!

This was more than just good fortune?

This was practically the protection of the Ancestral Masters!

A blessing for me, Lin Jiu, and for Maoshan!

"When I returned to my room just now, I was cultivating."

"I suddenly felt a moment of clarity, and my surrounding aura seemed to condense, waiting for me to absorb it."

"I saw an immortal floating in the sky appear in my mind."

"He said some things I couldn't understand at all, and then I broke through."

"I don't know what happened either..."

Lin Fan chuckled awkwardly, unable to continue the fabrication.

I, Lin Fan, have always relied on my own hard work to cultivate!

I can't just say the System carried me, can I?

If I scare a few of them into fainting, I probably won't be able to drink Western Tea tomorrow.

"Infinite blessings, Heavenly Venerate!"

Uncle Jiu closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and chanted piously.

How could his joy be fully expressed?

"The Ancestral Masters entered his dream, yes, it must be like this!"

"You have such great fortune, senior brother!"

Daoist Priest Four-Eyes said with a look of certainty.

"Perhaps..."

Lin Fan shrugged his shoulders.

He muttered to himself, I actually guessed right.

Wen Cai said with envy, "Uncle-Master, when will the Ancestral Master visit my dreams?"

"You, the Ancestral Master doesn't accept you. Go back to your room and sleep."

With that, Daoist Priest Four-Eyes patted Wen Cai's head and walked towards his room.

"Hmph, one day I'll surprise you all too!"

Wen Cai muttered, then glanced at Lin Fan.

It's impossible not to be envious!

Forget about Senior Disciple Brother's supposed good fortune, even without that, I still can't compare to Senior Disciple Brother.

Forget it, I'd rather sleep.

"Master, I'm going to sleep."

Wen Cai sighed and dejectedly walked to his room.

In the blink of an eye, only the master and disciple remained in the courtyard.

Uncle Jiu stared at Lin Fan with burning eyes and said solemnly, "You must cultivate diligently and not let down the Ancestral Master's expectations."

"Disciple understands."

Lin Fan nodded and responded earnestly.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this."

Uncle Jiu suddenly felt he was being too serious, waved his hand, and teased, "That celestial phenomenon just now, it wasn't really caused by you, was it, kid?"

"Uh, this..."

Lin Fan chuckled awkwardly, inwardly thinking, Oh no.

Yes, it was me!

But can I say that?

I already scared the elders quite a bit just now. If I say more, I might just die on the spot!

"Okay, okay, get some rest early. Tomorrow, Master will take you to drink Western Tea."

Uncle Jiu stopped talking nonsense and turned to leave, heading for his room.

"Master, you get some rest early too."

Lin Fan smiled and nodded in response.

Watching Uncle Jiu's retreating back, his heart burned with passion.

Before, his Master was always teased for his poor judgment in accepting disciples.

Now, everything is different!

Just you wait, the best is yet to come!

Early morning, Ren Family Town

The bustling street market was filled with people.

Groups of playful children weaved through the passing crowds.

Uncle Jiu led Lin Fan through the throng.

After a few turns, they arrived in front of the coffee shop.

As the two entered the shop, they heard a welcoming voice.

"Uncle Jiu, Uncle Jiu, this way please."

At a tea seat in the middle of a private room, Ren Fa, dressed in a fine silk robe, had been waiting for a long time.

"Greetings, Master Ren. This is my eldest disciple, Lin Fan."

Uncle Jiu and Lin Fan sat down, and before they could exchange pleasantries, a woman slowly walked up the stairs.

She wore a simple yet elegant pink dress.

The form-fitting style further accentuated her graceful figure.

She looked even more lively than in the movies.

"Daddy."

Ren Tingting walked over slowly and called out softly to Ren Fa.

"Quick, call Uncle Jiu."

Ren Fa nodded in agreement, pointing a palm towards Uncle Jiu.

"Hello, Uncle Jiu."

After greeting him, Ren Tingting began to act spoiled with her father, Ren Laoye.

Glancing sideways, she saw a young Daoist priest with delicate features sitting beside her.

His sturdy build and the air of heroism between his brows.

Lin Fan said calmly, "Hello, I'm Uncle Jiu's eldest disciple, Lin Fan."

"Ah! My apologies, Daoist Lin. I was just thinking about makeup..."

Ren Tingting snapped back to attention and chuckled sheepishly, "You can call me Tingting."

The waiter stepped forward, breaking the awkwardness, and asked, "Mr. Ren, what would you like to drink?"

"A COFFEE for me and my dad."

Ren Tingting, saved from the situation, quickly placed the order.

Lin Fan then spoke up, "The same for me and Master, one coffee each."

After Ren Fa asked the waiter to put away the menus, he got straight to the point: "Uncle Jiu, regarding the exhumation and reburial of my late father, have you chosen a good date yet?"

Uncle Jiu replied gravely, "I suggest you reconsider. It's better to leave things undisturbed."

"I've made up my mind. The feng shui master repeatedly warned that if the coffin wasn't moved in twenty years, it would affect the Ren family's fortune."

Mr. Ren said firmly.

"Since Mr. Ren's mind is made up, I will find a suitable burial site for you as soon as possible."

Uncle Jiu nodded, no longer trying to dissuade him.

The waiter, holding a tray, skillfully placed two cups on the table, one white and one black.

"Uncle Jiu, here! Please, don't be shy with the tea."

Mr. Ren smiled warmly, extending his hand in invitation.

But Uncle Jiu seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.

He appeared dazed by the sight of the black and white cups before him.

He raised his hand, unsure of what to do.

"Master, I'll help you."

Lin Fan skillfully poured in about a third of the milk, then added two spoonfuls of sugar.

He stirred it and handed it to Uncle Jiu.

This little bit of coffee knowledge was nothing to Lin Fan, who had lived in the future world.

"Good, good."

Taking the coffee Lin Fan handed him, Uncle Jiu took a small sip and nodded in satisfaction.

This eldest disciple truly brought him honor. Fortunately, he had Lin Fan.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know where to put his old face.

Feeling gratified, his gaze drifted to the father and daughter.

He saw Mr. Ren, sitting opposite him, about to speak, as if he had a secret to share.

Mr. Ren's expression was solemn, as if burdened by something, and he said, "Uncle Jiu, actually, I have another request for you this time."

"Mr. Ren, please speak freely."

Mr. Ren recalled, and slowly began, "Actually, strange things have been happening at home recently. I can't quite explain it, but it feels like the entire Ren mansion has lost its vitality. Even the gardeners seem listless."