Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

"call!"

Zhang Xiaofan exhaled a breath of turbid air, which formed a vortex of spiritual energy in the air.

Then he stood up and looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren, whose eyes were still tightly closed.

After three days and three nights of continuous practice, the malevolent energy within Dao Xuan Zhenren's body had been completely expelled.

Moreover, it also healed all of Dao Xuan's injuries.

Therefore, even after Zhang Xiaofan withdrew his hands, Dao Xuan was still able to sit on the spot without the support of Zhang Xiaofan's magic power.

Otherwise, given Dao Xuan's injuries from three days ago, if they weren't treated, he wouldn't even be able to sit up right now and would have collapsed to the ground.

However, although the malevolent energy within Dao Xuan was expelled and his mind restored, Dao Xuan's unparalleled realm of Taiqing Daoist cultivation had vanished into thin air.

After all, Dao Xuan's magical power had been eroded by malevolent energy, and only by destroying all his cultivation could the malevolent energy within Dao Xuan be completely expelled.

Otherwise, even the slightest hint of malevolence would turn Dao Xuan back into a demon.

A quarter of an hour later!
Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly opened his eyes. The scarlet in his eyes had disappeared, replaced by his usual profound wisdom.

Upon seeing that Dao Xuan Zhenren had woken up, Zhang Xiaofan immediately reached out and helped him up.

Although Dao Xuan Zhenren was able to sit and stand at this moment, all the bones in his body had been broken. Even after some healing, he would not be fully recovered after three days and three nights.

Zhang Xiaofan estimated that it would take about three months to fully recover.

Dao Xuan Zhenren's deep eyes looked at Zhang Xiaofan, a leisurely smile appeared on his face, and he gently patted Zhang Xiaofan's shoulder, saying:

"If it weren't for you this time, I'm afraid I would have become a demon for the rest of my life. Thank you very much this time."

Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand and smiled in return:
"What are you saying, Master Uncle? If it weren't for your guidance back then, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today so quickly."

"Speaking of which, it's Xiao Fan who should be thanking you."

"Ah, how can that compare to the life-saving grace you gave me?" Dao Xuan said, while looking Zhang Xiaofan up and down with satisfaction.

"The best decision I ever made was to take you to the Ancestral Hall of Wan Jianyi after discovering your amazing talent so that you could learn a whole set of skills."

"Otherwise, it would be a waste of your once-in-a-millennium gem. After all, fine horses are common, but discerning judges are rare. No matter how good a piece of jade is, without an excellent sculptor, it cannot be transformed into a peerless gem."

As Dao Xuan spoke, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a smile, and suddenly said:
"Zhang Xiaofan, the more I look at you, the more I like you."

"What?"

Zhang Xiaofan suddenly trembled, clutched his chest with both hands, took two steps back, and said warily:

"Sect Master, I'm not that kind of person."

Dao Xuan Zhenren: "..."

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, Dao Xuan Zhenren felt a pang of embarrassment. But he quickly recovered, pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, and smiled helplessly:

"You, no wonder Wan Jianyi likes you so much, your personality is so similar to his."

Seeing that Dao Xuan Zhenren had reacted so quickly, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
"Master Uncle, you are so intelligent, I can't even tease you properly."

"Hmph!" Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly snorted, feigning anger and putting on a stern face, he said:

"He even teased me, saying, 'Didn't you beat me pretty badly that night?'"

"Haven't you had enough? Do you want to beat me up again?"

"Hehe..." Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, clenched his fist, and said, "It seems I haven't had enough. After all, there aren't many people in the world as resilient as you. I really want to beat you up again..."

"Hmm?" Dao Xuan Zhenren's slightly angry voice rang out, and Zhang Xiaofan immediately shut his mouth, instead smiling:
"Master Uncle is overthinking it. Why would I want to beat you up?"

"Hmph!" Dao Xuan Zhenren snorted sternly, his face expressionless. Suddenly, he remembered the answer that had troubled him for eleven years. His deep eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaofan, and he asked:

“Zhang Xiaofan, eleven years ago, during the great war between the righteous and the demonic, I was besieged by the four sect leaders of the demonic sect and was on the verge of death when you used the Blood Soul Sword to kill me.”

"As a result, that sword forced the four sect leaders of the Demonic Sect who were besieging me to retreat. But in the end, when they tried to kill me again, your Blood Soul Sword suddenly fell to the ground because your magic power was exhausted."

"For the past eleven years, I've never been able to understand whether your sword strike saved me or killed me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan turned his back to Dao Xuan Zhenren, looked up at the sky... no, at the ceiling of the secret chamber, and said:
"As you know, my magical power is several times greater than that of other cultivators of the same level. Do you think my Blood Soul Sword would fall due to depletion of magical power?"

Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan Zhenren was overjoyed and excitedly exclaimed:

"It seems that your sword strike was truly meant to save me. But why did it look like you intended to kill me, leaving me no chance of survival? In the end, the Blood Soul Sword fell because your magic power was exhausted, and you looked on with despair and resentment."

Zhang Xiaofan rolled his eyes at Dao Xuan Zhenren and said:
"If I don't act like I'm in utter despair and extreme anger, will the Demonic Cult let me go?"

"Uh...that's true." Dao Xuan Zhenren, recalling the scene from eleven years ago, gave Zhang Xiaofan a thumbs up and said:

"I must say, your acting is superb."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan said with a smug look on his face:

"That's it, that's it, that's it!"

"Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills."

"If your acting skills aren't up to par, how dare you venture into the world of martial arts..."

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, Dao Xuan Zhenren suddenly realized that since he began cultivating Taoism, Zhang Xiaofan had almost never revealed his true cultivation level to others.

People often thought Zhang Xiaofan was at the peak of Yuqing realm, but it turned out that Zhang Xiaofan was actually at the Shangqing realm.

Others thought Zhang Xiaofan was at the first level of the Upper Clarity Realm, but it turned out he was at the third level.

Others thought Zhang Xiaofan was at the peak of Shangqing, but he actually reached the supreme realm of Taiqing...

It has to be said that Zhang Xiaofan was too cautious.

Not only was his talent for cultivation exceptional, but he also showed no arrogance or pride in displaying his cultivation level, instead always concealing his true abilities.

That's incredibly sneaky!

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Dao Xuan Zhenren and suddenly asked:
"Sect Master Uncle, haven't you noticed that all your cultivation has vanished?"

Upon hearing this, Dao Xuan Zhenren said calmly, "You've discovered it."

"Then why didn't you react at all?" Zhang Xiaofan asked in surprise.
Dao Xuan Zhenren, seeing Zhang Xiaofan's surprised expression, said:

"Finally, I see your surprised expression. I thought you had it all under control all along."

Then, Dao Xuan Zhenren remained calm, his gaze deep and wise, and said indifferently:
"Those who cultivate the Tao must be able to take things up and let them go. It's just that you've lost your cultivation level. You can cultivate it back. It's not a big deal."

After listening to Dao Xuan Zhenren's words, Zhang Xiaofan gave him a thumbs up and praised him:
"I admire you, I admire you, Master Uncle. Your self-cultivation skills are truly superb. You are indeed the number one person in the world."

(End of this chapter)