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

Zhang Xiaofan, seeing the expectant look on Zhou Yixian's face, said:

"I gleaned this from a celestial book."

Zhou Yixian: ? ? ? ?
Zhou Yixian stared at Zhang Xiaofan speechlessly. If he could beat Zhang Xiaofan right now, he would definitely give him a good beating.

Zhou Yixian glared at Zhang Xiaofan and said irritably:
"Don't say I didn't get the Heavenly Book. Even if I did, the techniques and arts you can learn from it vary depending on each person's comprehension, life experience, and understanding of the Dao. Some cultivators even spend hundreds of years trying to comprehend it without any success because they lack comprehension."

"Even if I had the secret book of heaven, I still couldn't comprehend this magical universe hidden in the sleeve."

At this point, Zhou Yixian looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said:

"How about you pass on your 'Hidden Universe Technique' to me?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
"Don't pass it on."

Zhou Yixian was taken aback, but then, remembering the wonders of the hidden universe within his sleeve, he shamelessly asked again:
"How about I trade you something? I'll trade you anything you want."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said:
"Forget it, I'm easily satisfied. Apart from becoming an immortal, protecting the people I care about, and liking the most beautiful women I fancy, I'm not interested in anything else."

"Alas!" Upon hearing this, Zhou Yixian knew that he would not be able to obtain the Hidden Universe Technique and sighed regretfully.

However, he was also a magnanimous person and understood why Zhang Xiaofan wouldn't pass on his knowledge. Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan even offered him the strong liquor that the Jin clan only served to distinguished guests, so his face instantly lit up with a smile, and he picked up the large bowl, saying:
"Come on, let's take over this and drink this delicious strong liquor."

“Yes, let’s drink!” Zhang Xiaofan picked up the big bowl, spat it at Zhou Yixian, and then drank it all in one gulp.

After setting down the large bowl, Jin Ping'er immediately refilled the two of them with strong liquor. Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand, and a jar of strong liquor appeared in front of Zhou Yixian's table.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yixian asked:

"This is?"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said:

"Although I cannot teach you the 'Hidden Universe Technique,' I see that you greatly admire this century-old strong liquor from the Jin Clan, so I can give you this jar of liquor."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yixian's face immediately lit up with joy. He grabbed the strong liquor on the table with both hands and said:
"Then thank you very much, Brother Zhang!"

Overjoyed, Zhou Yixian even changed how he addressed Zhang Xiaofan, now calling him "little brother."

After saying that, Zhou Yixian picked up the strong liquor and put it directly into the basket next to him, as if afraid that Zhang Xiaofan would change his mind. It was safest to put it in his own basket.

"Grandpa!" At this moment, Xiao Huan looked at Zhou Yixian and pouted, saying:
"Grandpa, you call Brother Xiaofan 'Brother Zhang,' so does that mean I have to call Brother Xiaofan 'Grandpa'?"

"No, he can't be my grandfather, he has to be my Xiao Fan brother."

Seeing Xiao Huan pout, Zhou Yixian, who doted on and spoiled her terribly, scratched his head and said:
“That is indeed a matter. Otherwise, when Brother Zhang is here, even if Grandpa suffers a little loss, you can still call me brother. Then you can call Brother Zhang Brother Xiao Fan.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huan's delicate face filled with embarrassment, and she said:

“Grandpa, you will always be my grandpa. No matter what, I can never call you brother. That would be too disrespectful to you.”

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan patted and ruffled Xiao Huan's hair, and said:

“Xiao Huan, it’s nothing. Let’s each keep our own business. You are still my little sister Xiao Huan, and your grandfather can still call me Brother Zhang.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huan was instantly overjoyed and said:

"Brother Xiaofan is so smart. It seems Grandpa is getting old."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the smiling Xiao Huan, shook his head, and then looked at Zhou Yixian, saying:
"Senior, please don't call me Brother Zhang. You have always been my senior."

Zhou Yixian waved his hand, his expression turning serious, and said, "No, I, Zhou Yixian, am a man of my word. Since you've said you're my brother Zhang, then from now on you're my brother Zhang."

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan laughed and said, "Alright then, but I still have to call you senior. Let's each call you whatever we want."

Zhou Yixian was delighted upon hearing this, picked up the large bowl, and said:

"That's how it has to be. After all, your strength is already higher than mine, so I'll call you Brother Zhang. You are fully worthy of the title Brother Zhang."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the carefree Zhou Yixian, picked up the large bowl, and said:

"Drink, senior!"

Zhou Yixian also picked up his large bowl, clinked it against Zhang Xiaofan's, and said:
"Brother Zhang, drink!"

"boom!"

The two large bowls clinked together, and the two men drank the strong liquor in their bowls in one gulp.

Zhou Yixian placed the large bowl on the table, and Jin Ping'er refilled the wine for Zhou Yixian and Zhang Xiaofan. Then she sat down next to Zhang Xiaofan and quietly sat aside.

Jin Ping'er, Zhang Xiaofan, and Qin Wuyan, along with the Demonic Sect members, were collectively known as the Three Young Masters of the Demonic Sect.

This also represents the strongest young generation in each of the three major factions within the Demonic Sect.

Therefore, Jin Ping'er is not only powerful, comparable to the older generation of experts who have been famous for hundreds of years, but also surpasses most of the older generation of experts in terms of wisdom and strategy.

For example, when Jin Ping'er saw that Zhou Yixian and Zhang Xiaofan were chatting happily, she remained silent and did not disturb their conversation, willingly playing a supporting role by pouring wine for them.

Zhou Yixian smacked his lips, savoring the pure and potent flavor of the liquor in his mouth and throat. In high spirits, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said:

“Brother Zhang, I see that you have mastered all five volumes of the Heavenly Book, your magical power is extremely profound, your physical body is comparable to that of an immortal, and your soul is even more powerful.”

"It seems you're almost there to become an immortal. May I ask, when do you plan to undergo the tribulation to become an immortal and become the only true immortal in this world?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan truthfully replied:
"Just you wait, it will be at least tomorrow, or at most ten days. In any case, within these ten days, I will pass the tribulation to become an immortal and see just how powerful the realm of a true immortal is."

“Within ten days…” Zhou Yixian murmured, staring at Zhang Xiaofan with a thoughtful expression. He stroked his long white beard, pondered for a moment, and then said:

"You have already met all three of the fundamentally impossible conditions for becoming an immortal. Becoming an immortal within ten days is indeed possible."

"Moreover, in my opinion, your success rate in becoming an immortal this time is about 80%."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said:

"Eighty percent is not a low success rate, but it's also too risky."

"Too dangerous?" Zhou Yixian's mouth twitched. In the past ten thousand years, the chance of becoming an immortal was only 50%, which was enough to make countless talented people happy.

An 80% success rate is too risky for Zhang Xiaofan.

It's really annoying to compare people to each other.

Wait, something's not right... Zhou Yixian looked at Zhang Xiaofan and asked in surprise:

"You say the success rate of becoming a true immortal is too low, does that mean your chances of becoming a true immortal are even higher if you pass the tribulation of immortality?"

"Ha...more or less!" Zhang Xiaofan chuckled.

Zhou Yixian's eyelids twitched, and he pressed on, "Then, what percentage exactly?" (End of Chapter)