Han Ping: I Will Protect the Glory of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute!

"Isn't this something anyone can do?"

Wang Baole looked at his grandfather with a sincere expression and waved the Sword Jade jade in his hand at him.

He looked at his bewildered grandfather and explained, "Before each of us goes down the mountain, our master gives us a Sword Jade. It contains his stored Sword Qi; we just need to activate Sword Qi."

"I see."

Mo Yu felt only envy. Why hadn't she been able to become a disciple of a Half-Saint when she was young? Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up in such a state.

After hearing this, the people around him looked at Wang Baole with even more apprehension.

The same thought crossed everyone's minds: Half-Saint Chu's disciples must never be provoked lightly in the future.

His sword strike could easily slay even Half-Saint, let alone Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon. Everyone present admitted that they were no match for that unfortunate Half-Saint from the Great Evolution Holy Land.

Most importantly, no one knows just how strong Chief Chu.

The Half-Saint is just the tip of the iceberg; it wouldn't be surprising if one day he unleashed his full power and displayed the strength of a Saint.

Wang Baole said, "Grandpa, the matter has been resolved. The rest is up to you. I'll head back to the Dao-Seeking Academy to cultivate now."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Wang Baole was the only family he had left in the world, and now he had no other desires but to enjoy some family time with his grandson.

But considering that this kid's future definitely couldn't be limited by the small Heavenly Saber Manor, he nodded. "Then be careful on your journey."

Goodbye, Grandpa.

As Wang Baole spoke, he walked towards the armies of the Great Yu Imperial Dynasty and the Cangyun Wang Clan.

As everyone watched Wang Baole lead his vast army away, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"First, the young master of the Spirit Nurturing Heavenly Saber was slain, then the Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon was killed. Another prodigy has emerged from the disciples of Chief Chu!"

"Yes, it's making me want to become a disciple of Chief Chu."

"What do you suggest we call this prodigy from now on?"

In my opinion, it should be called the Demon-Rooting Heavenly Saber.

"I disagree. Heavenly Saber is merely a title for Half-Saint. This child might become a Great Sage in the future, and the title of Demon Slayer would suffice."

"That makes sense!"

"..."

Wang Baole naturally didn't hear the discussions about him, but the name "Demon-Expelling Saber" quickly reached his ears.

Wang Baole didn't care too much about the title, after all, he was a man determined to become a culinary saint, and a knife was just a tool for processing ingredients.

The only thing that surprised him was that there were no rumors about his master's Sword Jade.

Miscellaneous Dao Institute Dao-Seeking Academy.

Han Ping ran quickly towards the main courtyard, shouting, "Master, Fourth Senior Brother won! He even got the title of Demon-Expelling Saber!"

After hearing this, Chu Feng's expression remained unchanged. He simply murmured, "So he's not the Demon-Slaying Son-in-Law? People still don't understand Little Fatty enough!"

Han Li: "..."

Elder Bing: "..."

She paused for a moment before explaining, "Sir, 'son-in-law' isn't a flattering title. Little Fatty is already a rising star, so naturally no one would bring it up."

After listening, Chu Feng sighed, "It seems the people of the Profound Heaven Continent don't understand the power of a son-in-law."

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Everyone in the courtyard wore expressions of utter confusion.

Chu Feng didn't intend to explain further, and immediately changed the subject. "Paopao, how's your research on spiritual herbs going lately?"

Han Ping said, "Reporting to Master, since I came to the Dao-Seeking Academy, the speed at which the treasure bottle condenses spiritual liquid has increased considerably. Previously, it could condense one drop of spiritual liquid every hundred days, but now it can condense one drop of spiritual liquid every ten days. Each drop of spiritual liquid can accelerate the growth of those spiritual herbs by ten years."

Within a hundred days, I can cultivate a hundred-year-old herb; within three years, I can cultivate a thousand-year-old spiritual herb.

At this point, Han Ping's expression also became excited. He never expected that after joining the Dao-Seeking Academy, not only would he become stronger, but even Bao Ping would become stronger.

After listening to Han Ping's story, Elder Bing, who was standing to the side, said thoughtfully, "In that case, your treasure bottle should be the Jade Spirit Holy Bottle of Half-Saint Everlasting Spring, the founder of the Everlasting Spring Sect. However, Half-Saint Everlasting Spring perished a thousand years ago. If you can find the spirit inside this treasure bottle, its efficacy will be even greater."

Upon hearing this, Han Ping's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Master's wife, where should I go to find the artifact spirit?"

Elder Bing did not answer his question, but instead turned his gaze to Chu Feng, who was standing to the side.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "When your time is right, you will naturally find the artifact spirit. For now, focus on your cultivation. Once you reach the True Fate Realm, you can go down the mountain to seek your fortune."

Han Ping shook his head. "Master, can I wait until after Heavenly Origin before going down the mountain?"

Chu Feng paused for a moment, then said, "Of course you can. Anyway, you can cultivate your own cultivation resources, so I won't say anything more."

He hadn't expected this kid to be such a steady and reliable person.

"Thank you, Master."

Han Ping was surprised that his master was so easy to talk to. In the past, when he was in other sects, he never had the opportunity to calm down and cultivate properly.

There are endless tasks every year, and every descent down the mountain is extremely dangerous. Luckily, I run fast, otherwise I would have almost lost my life several times.

Chu Feng seemed to have thought of something and specifically reminded him, "By the way, the Outer Sect Grand Competition is held every three years, is less than a year away. Just make sure you get one of the top few outer sect members when it comes."

Upon hearing this, Han Ping blurted out instinctively, "Master, may I?"

He was well aware that his talent was mediocre, and even the Longevity Art took him a year to master, and he still hadn't grasped its True Intent.

Chu Feng laughed and said, "You kid, even if you don't believe in yourself, you should believe in your master. Your senior brother Xu will most likely break through to the True Fate Realm before the Outer Sect Grand Competition, while your senior sister Chu hasn't succeeded yet. Therefore, the honor of our Miscellaneous Dao Institute rests entirely on your shoulders."

After hearing his master's words, Han Ping suddenly felt a heavier burden on his shoulders. He gritted his teeth and said with a determined expression, "Master, rest assured, it is my duty, Han Ping, to protect the glory of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute. I will definitely demonstrate the strength of the disciples of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute to everyone in the Outer Sect Grand Competition!"

"Good!"

Chu Feng gave him a thumbs up. "With your words of advice, I am relieved. If you have any questions about cultivation, feel free to ask your master."

"Promise."

Han Ping bowed to Chu Feng as he spoke, then turned and left, heading towards his spirit field.

Before long, he arrived at a small thatched hut in the Miaomiao Mountain Spirit Field.

Since cultivating the spiritual field, Han Ping has lived here, his daily life consisting of farming, cultivation, and eating—a simple routine.

Han Ping didn't rush into cultivation. He first watered the spiritual herbs in the spiritual field before returning to his thatched hut to begin his cultivation...