Teaching Everything

Teaching Him Everything He Knew. Several days later, Lin Yan bade farewell to Simu, Yixiu, and Martial Uncle Qianhe, whose injuries were gradually healing, and set off back to Ren Family Town.

The journey passed without incident.

When he once again stood at the entrance to the Public Mortuary, Uncle Jiu, who was in the courtyard supervising Qiusheng and Wencai as they drew talismans, froze on the spot.

Uncle Jiu shot to his feet and rushed to Lin Yan in a single arrow-step, grabbing his wrist as his true qi plunged in with impatient haste.

A moment later, Uncle Jiu looked as if he had been struck by lightning. He let go, staggered two steps back, and sized Lin Yan up and down in disbelief.

Qi Refining to Godhood!

His Yin Spirit had formed!

He had only been gone a few days!

"You... you're..." Uncle Jiu pointed at Lin Yan, his fingers trembling, his words no longer coming out smoothly.

Qiusheng and Wencai, however, were perfectly calm beside him, because the two of them could not see any change in Lin Yan at all.

Lin Yan had already grown used to others being shocked.

He vaguely described what had happened over the past few days as having witnessed Martial Uncle Qianhe fall into danger, and in his anxiety, he seemed to have touched upon something, then luckily broke through.

After Uncle Jiu listened, he fell silent for a long time.

With his hands behind his back, he paced several circles around the courtyard, his gaze at times sharp, at times bewildered, before finally settling on the portrait of the Grandmaster in the main room.

Could it really be the Grandmaster manifesting his spirit?!

If not for the Grandmaster's favor, his secret protection and guidance...

How could a youth with no