Qin Qin: Forgive Me for Speaking Frankly, Junior Brother Han, but You're Far Too Ordinary

"Master, your disciple is guilty."

In the main courtyard, Han Ping knelt down upon seeing Chu Feng, his face filled with remorse.

This move baffled everyone present.

Everyone turned to Han Ping with puzzled looks, even Chu Feng looked completely confused.

"You stand up and speak first, kid. We don't do this kind of thing at our Miscellaneous Dao Institute."

Upon hearing this, Han Ping stood up and took out a jade-colored bottle from his storage bag.

"When I recounted my experiences, I concealed a great opportunity..."

He mustered all his courage and recounted to everyone present how he found the treasure bottle and how he used it to cultivate.

To Han Ping's surprise, after hearing this, no one showed any surprise on their faces. Instead, they looked at him with strange eyes.

That look seemed to say, "I've already prepared all this juicy gossip, and you're going to tell me such an ordinary story?"

"No other experience?"

Chu Feng asked a question instinctively.

Han Ping shook his head and asked in confusion, "Master, is it that my experiences aren't legendary enough, or is this bottle not considered a treasure?"

Chu Feng took a sip of tea and glanced at the precious bottle in his hand.

"Qin'er, why don't you explain it to him?"

"Promise."

After bowing, Qin Qin took a step forward and said, "Junior Brother Han, if I may be frank, your experiences are nothing special in our Miscellaneous Dao Institute. This treasure bottle is not even as good as Martial Uncle Nie's gourd for holding wine."

"Ah?"

Han Ping was dumbfounded. He considered his experience to Peerless, and he was Child of Fortune. Although he had appeared quite ordinary to outsiders over the past thirty years, just an ordinary person embarking on the path to immortality, he believed himself to be a person blessed with great fortune. Otherwise, he would not have been able to stand out among tens of thousands of cultivators and enter the Miscellaneous Dao Institute.

Qin Qin said, "Since neither of our senior brothers are here, let me tell you about the experiences of our fellow disciples..."

After a long while, Han Ping listened to the experiences of his senior brothers and sisters and couldn't help but sigh, "It turns out I'm really just an ordinary person."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Even ordinary people have their own way. Since you two have become my disciples, then you should first perform the apprenticeship ceremony."

"Promise."

Han Ping and Caiyi responded.

Elder Bing thoughtfully prepared two cups of tea and invited his two disciples to serve them.

Han Ping glanced at Caiyi and said, "Senior Sister, please go first."

Without any hesitation, Caiyi nodded and, holding her teacup, offered tea to Chu Feng first.

After the ceremony, Chu Feng asked, "Caiyi, what's your surname?"

Upon hearing this, Caiyi shook her head slightly. "I have completely abandoned my past name. It's just that I wear Caiyi and beautiful clothes all the time, so I gave myself this name. If Master thinks it's inappropriate, then please bestow a name upon me."

Chu Feng smiled and said, "As the saying goes, 'A teacher for a day is a father for life.' Since you have become my disciple and have no surname, then you shall take my surname."

"Thank you, Master."

Caiyi stood up with a happy expression as she spoke.

A short while later, Han Ping also finished the apprenticeship ceremony.

Chu Feng asked, "I never adhere to rigid forms or techniques when instructing my disciples. Do either of you have any techniques you'd like to learn?"

Caiyi shook her head. "This disciple knows nothing about cultivation. I am still just a mortal. I will learn whatever Master teaches me."

Chu Feng asked with a smile, "So, what do you like most in your life?"

"Dance."

When Caiyi said those two words, her eyes sparkled.

Chu Feng replied without hesitation, "Alright, then you shall enter the Dao through dance. Seven days later, I will give you the corresponding cultivation method."

Han Ping, who was standing to the side, gaped wide when he heard this. Although he had heard Senior Brother Ye talk about how powerful his master was, he never expected that his master would be this powerful.

A complete cultivation technique can be written in seven days.

"Now you."

Chu Feng looked at Han Ping, who was full of surprise, and said with a smile.

Han Ping looked thoughtful. Although he had previously worked in three sects, he had only learned techniques related to the Five Elements. He was unsure which one to cultivate.

"Master, this disciple does not know what I should cultivate."

"Then go back and think it over carefully, and give me an answer within three days." Chu Feng followed the old rules.

"Thank you, Master."

As he spoke, Han Ping stepped back to his original position.

After lunch.

Chu Feng immediately went to his study to think about what kind of cultivation technique he should give to Caiyi.

Using dance to attain enlightenment is merely a means; the most important thing is the method of cultivation.

Thinking about this gave Chu Feng a headache. After all, there was another time bomb inside Caiyi's body, Caiyi might not be able to learn ordinary cultivation techniques.

Whether the other soul is a pair of souls born from Caiyi or a pawn placed by a powerful being, one thing is certain: that soul is an independent consciousness.

He was not the same person as his disciple Caiyi at all, now that Caiyi had become his disciple.

As the master, he certainly couldn't watch Caiyi be replaced by another soul and become someone else.

Time passed second by second.

Chu Feng stayed in his study for a full day and night.

During this day, he not only reviewed all the invincible techniques from the various books he had read in his previous life, but also took out and read through the notes of the past deans of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute.

The notes of the past deans are not just ordinary diaries, but a precious treasure.

The higher the viewer's cultivation level, the more content they can see. Currently, Chu Feng can see records about the Divine Emperor.

However, the records of the Divine Emperor by successive abbots are few and far between, just a few words.

Moreover, they all revolve around the four words "True God Totem".

Elder Bing saw that Chu Feng was in seclusion in his study and did not disturb him.

Three days later, Chu Feng's excited voice came from the study.

"How could I forget this? Defeat magic with magic!"

Since the divine soul within Caiyi's body is exceptionally powerful, the techniques I will teach Caiyi will primarily focus on cultivating divine consciousness and strengthening the divine soul.

As long as Caiyi's soul Undying and Indestructible, she can wear down the other soul to death, letting that soul experience the power of the locals.

Thinking of this, Chu Feng's lips curled up slightly. "I really look forward to seeing the expression on another soul's face when it breaks through the twelve seals and sees a soul that is even stronger than itself and Undying and Indestructible."

Now that he had a direction, Chu Feng immediately narrowed down the search and began looking for suitable cultivation techniques, and then tailored a set of techniques for Caiyi.

Just as Chu Feng was deep in thought, a familiar voice interrupted him.

"Disciple Han Ping has come to pay respects to Master."

"Come in."

Chu Feng stopped what he was doing, said something to the door, and casually pointed towards the doorway, causing the study door to slowly open.

Han Ping walked in from outside with a respectful expression...