Inquiring About Yue Guan's Childhood

Lu Fan was quite curious about the background of Yue Guan.

In his past life, he had only watched the anime adaptation of Douluo Dalu and never read the manga, though he vaguely remembered a mention of him having an older sister.

Lu Fan asked curiously, "Village Chief, could you tell me about my teacher's childhood?"

Seeing the expectant look on Lu Fan's face, the Village Chief shook his head with a smile. "I cannot."

"Why?"

Lu Fan was puzzled. Could there be some hidden secret behind this?

However, the Village Chief's subsequent explanation made Lu Fan look at him with newfound respect.

Noticing Lu Fan's confusion, the Village Chief explained, "If you wanted to know someone's past to harm them, then hearing it from others wouldn't matter. But if you are merely curious, or if you wish to understand the other person better, then you should ask them yourself."

"Although I know his past, what I say might not necessarily be the truth."

"Confused, aren't you? You wonder why I would say I know it, yet claim what I say might not be correct."

Lu Fan nodded; he was indeed very confused by this statement.

The Village Chief gestured for Lu Fan to sit down and chat with him.

Once seated, the Village Chief explained, "There is a saying: the bystander sees more than the player."

"Everyone has different life experiences and growth trajectories, and people born from these various differences will provide different answers when interpreting the same event."

"So, if you ask me, I can only tell you the version of him that I understand. But is he truly the person I perceive him to be?"

"Clearly, the probability of that is not high; in fact, it is even more likely that he is the exact opposite of how I understand him."

"He is your teacher. You certainly don't want to know these things to harm him, but to understand him. If you hear information from me that isn't necessarily true, you might end up doing more harm than good with your good intentions."

"That is why, if you are curious about someone's past, you should ask them directly instead of asking me or anyone else."

"Then, if Teacher is unwilling to tell me, does that mean I can do nothing?"

Lu Fan asked, feeling somewhat unwilling to accept this.

The Village Chief smiled and shook his head. "If he is unwilling to speak, it means you are not yet qualified to know."

Lu Fan curled his lips. He was the disciple his teacher cherished, after all. Hearing the Village Chief say this, he felt confident that as long as he asked, Yue Guan would surely tell him.

"I'll be going now, Village Chief. I promised to help Xiao Mei awaken her Martial Soul."

Lu Fan stood up, preparing to leave.

Before departing, he took some gift boxes out of his storage ring.

"These are some local specialties I brought from Martial Soul City. Please accept them, Village Chief. I bought some more to distribute to others later."

The Village Chief did not refuse. After accepting the items, he advised the departing Lu Fan, "Xiao Fan, although your talent is high, your life experience is too shallow. You must remember that in the world of adults, things rarely go as smoothly as one might hope. Being overly confident will only turn into arrogance."

Lu Fan paused in his tracks upon hearing this.

He waved his hand.

"I understand, Village Chief. I will keep that in mind."

"This child."

Watching Lu Fan walk away, the Village Chief shook his head.

Seeing how decisively Lu Fan left, he felt that Lu Fan hadn't taken his words to heart at all.

"Ignoring the advice of the elderly leads to immediate suffering. If one relies solely on the doting of others to act recklessly and without restraint, sooner or later, one will become a nuisance to others."

However, after saying this, a faint smile appeared on the Village Chief's face.

"But there is another old saying: failure is the mother of success. People often only grow after experiencing failure, especially these young ones."

On the other side.

Lu Fan arrived at the Martial Soul Hall built in the village.

Of course, this Martial Soul Hall was incomparable to the one in Martial Soul City; even compared to the one in Nuoding City, it was like the difference between heaven and earth.

Placed side by side, no one would ever associate them with each other.

But this was normal.

After all, a small mountain village had no spare money, nor would they be willing to waste it on such things.

A small thatched hut was enough to serve the purpose.

From afar, Lu Fan saw a little girl sitting at the entrance of the Martial Soul Hall, hugging her knees.

He quickened his pace and hurried forward.

Thump, thump, thump.

His rapid footsteps made a loud sound, which startled the girl who had been lost in thought.

The girl looked up and saw who it was; the dull expression on her face instantly transformed into joy.

"Brother Xiao Fan, you're here!"

The girl hurriedly stood up, wanting to run toward Lu Fan.

Perhaps because she had been squatting for too long, her legs had gone numb, and in her excitement, the girl lost her footing and tumbled forward.

"Careful."

Lu Fan flashed forward and caught the girl.

Held in Lu Fan's arms, the girl looked at his incredibly handsome face just inches away, and her small face involuntarily flushed red.

Lu Fan steadied her until she was standing: "Be careful. You won't be lucky enough to be caught by someone next time."

"Let's go, I'll take you to awaken your Martial Soul."

Lu Fan took Xiao Mei's slender hand and led her into the Martial Soul Hall.

Throughout the entire process, Xiao Mei simply blushed, allowing herself to be led by Lu Fan into a small, unoccupied room.

Upon entering the room, Lu Fan let go of Xiao Mei's hand and took out six Awakening Stones, arranging them on the floor in a hexagram formation.

This was not his first time helping the village children awaken their Martial Souls.

He was very familiar with this process.

Moreover, in this era, Martial Soul Awakening Stones had not yet been monopolized by major powers or nobles; a set of Awakening Stones could likely be bought for just one Silver Soul Coin.

"Stand in the middle of the Awakening Stones."

Lu Fan said softly to Xiao Mei.

Seeing no reaction from her, Lu Fan continued: "Xiao Mei?"

"Ah? Oh, oh."

Only then did Xiao Mei snap out of her daze and hurriedly stand among the Awakening Stones.

Lu Fan summoned his own Martial Soul.

A beautiful large chrysanthemum with purple petals and a golden stamen appeared in Lu Fan's hand.

At the same time, three spirit rings—yellow, purple, and purple—lit up beneath Lu Fan's feet.

This was not the first time Xiao Mei had seen Lu Fan's Martial Soul.

She did not find it strange at all.

Furthermore, Lu Fan's Martial Soul was not a beast-type Martial Soul; it looked completely harmless.

"Brother Xiao Fan's Martial Soul is so pretty."

Xiao Mei praised.

Hearing this, Lu Fan smiled: "Thank you."

Lu Fan did not waste any more time.

He channeled his spirit power into the Awakening Stones and began to awaken Xiao Mei's spirit power.

A moment later, a small twig with two or three plum blossoms appeared on Xiao Mei's right hand.

Suddenly, the twig detached from Xiao Mei's right hand and transformed into specks of light that fell behind her.

"Hm?"

Lu Fan raised an eyebrow.

"Could it be a Martial Soul mutation?"

Lu Fan became interested, but at the same time, a trace of worry and nervousness stirred in his heart.

A Martial Soul mutation was more likely to result in a failure like Gangzi's, becoming even worse.

Although this had nothing to do with the awakener, if Xiao Mei's Martial Soul had undergone a malignant mutation, Lu Fan would likely feel some self-reproach.