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

As Jin Ping'er listened to Zhang Xiaofan's words, her gaze towards him became even more admiring.

After all, how could she not admire a man who was powerful, about to become an immortal, of excellent character, and with his own bottom line?

Throughout her life, Jin Ping'er only admired one man: Zhang Xiaofan.

Like other men in the spiritual world, none of them were worthy of her admiration.

After all, Jin Ping'er was exceptionally talented and quick-witted, making her the number one among the women of the Demonic Sect.

Even Qin Wuyan, the Poison Prince of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, who was as famous as her, she had no admiration for him whatsoever.

Among the three young masters of the Demonic Sect, Qin Wuyan and Zhang Xiaofan are both men. But in Jin Ping'er's heart, Qin Wuyan wasn't even worthy of carrying Zhang Xiaofan's shoes.

One is merely a strong figure among the younger generation, while the other is already one of the strongest individuals in the cultivation world today.

Furthermore, once Zhang Xiaofan becomes an immortal, he will be the strongest person, and both the righteous and demonic paths will have to submit to him.

Fairy!
It is an absolutely invincible existence in this world.

I wonder if the Qingyun Sect's Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation can rival that of a True Immortal...

Oh, right, Jin Ping'er suddenly remembered that there was another woman in the Demonic Sect who could rival her, and that was Bi Yao.

She heard that Biyao had awakened the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox after marrying Zhang Xiaofan.

Not only did she become more alluring and captivating, with a more alluring figure and a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, but her talent for cultivation also greatly improved.

A few years ago, it seems they had already broken through to the Shangqing realm.

By now, it has probably reached the mid-Shangqing period, almost comparable to her.

Even worse, she couldn't compare to Biyao. Because she didn't possess Biyao's nine-tailed celestial fox bloodline. This meant that hundreds of years later, she would be old and frail, while Biyao would remain youthful and beautiful.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Jin Ping'er, who was deep in thought, patted her fragrant shoulder, feeling its warmth and smoothness like jade, yet with a slight coolness, and said:

"time to go!"

Jin Ping'er came to her senses and said, "Let's go. I'm afraid that sometimes we might miss seeing Master by just a little bit of time."

At this point, Jin Ping'er looked at Xiao Huan and smiled:

"Xiao Huan, I'm leaving now. I'll find you again another time."

Xiao Fan revealed a delicate smile and said:
"Sister Jin, you should go now. Xiao Huan will miss you. And..."

At this point, Xiao Huan blushed and looked at Zhang Xiaofan shyly, saying:
"And Brother Xiaofan, Xiaohuan thinks about you every day, even when she sleeps, and often dreams about you."

"Give me a hug...!" Xiao Huan said, opening her arms wide, squinting her eyes as she stood there, not daring to look at Zhang Xiaofan.

Seeing this, Jin Ping'er nudged Zhang Xiaofan and urged him on:

"Xiao Huan is shy to begin with, but she has gone to such lengths for you. You can imagine how much she likes you."

"If you don't hug her, Xiao Huan will be heartbroken and disappointed for a long time."

"Okay!" Zhang Xiaofan responded and went to Xiao Huan's side.

Xiao Huan squinted and, sensing Zhang Xiaofan's arrival, immediately hugged him tightly with both hands.

She was afraid that if she let go, Zhang Xiaofan would disappear.

Holding him close, Xiao Huan rested her head on Zhang Xiaofan's chest and whispered:
"Brother Xiaofan, Xiaohuan likes you, she really likes you so much."

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned when he heard this. He never expected that he, a grown man, would be the one to be confessed to by Xiao Huan.

So he gently patted Xiao Huan's head, looked down at her shy, blushing face, and, remembering how young she was, didn't know how to answer, so he softly hummed in response. Ten breaths later, seeing that Xiao Huan was still clinging tightly to him, Zhang Xiaofan turned his gaze to Zhou Yixian.

Zhou Yixian doted on Xiao Huan and rarely went against her wishes, but considering that Zhang Xiaofan had important matters to attend to, he said:
"Xiao Huan, Brother Zhang has important business to attend to, let's not keep him waiting."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huan was reluctant to let go of Zhang Xiaofan, and then ran behind Zhou Yixian with a blush on her face.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Zhou Yixian and Xiao Huan and instructed them:
"The Asura Ghost King will head north from the Ghost King Sect. You must not go to Luoyang City. Senior, you can take Xiao Huan to the Jin Clan in Qilidong, Southern Xinjiang."

"When the time comes, just say that's how you were allowed to go, and the Jin clan will definitely treat you well."

Zhou Yixian knew that Zhang Xiaofan, who had resurrected the witch Linglong, possessed great strength and was highly respected within the Jin clan.

As long as Zhang Xiaofan said that, he and Xiao Huan would be treated well when they arrived at the Jin Clan, and they might even be able to drink the strong liquor they just drank often.

As for the jar of strong liquor in his basket, he would naturally treasure it and save it for later to enjoy slowly.

So, Zhou Yixian looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said:

"In that case, thank you very much, Brother Zhang. Xiao Huan has never been to Qilidong in the Southern Frontier. I will take her there to travel around."

"Okay, let's go!" Zhang Xiaofan said, a flash of blood-red light appeared in his palm, and the Blood Soul Sword instantly flew to his front at low altitude.

With a light leap, he landed on the Blood Soul Sword. The Blood Soul Sword flashed with blood-red light and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, soaring into the sky.

As Zhang Xiaofan flew on his sword, Jin Ping'er also transformed into a streak of light and followed behind him.

Zhou Yixian watched Zhang Xiaofan's figure fly further and further away, stroked his long white beard, and sighed with emotion, saying:
"Thinking back twelve years, that naive teenager, that naive boy who asked me for advice."

"I never imagined that it would grow to this extent in just twelve years."

"He grew to the point where the entire world needed Zhang Xiaofan to save it."

Xiao Huan's blush faded somewhat, leaving only a faint blush. Listening to Zhou Yixian's words, she said:
“Grandpa, back then, when Xiao Huan asked me to tell his fortune, I discovered that he had a chaotic destiny, but some changes occurred, causing his chaotic destiny to be obscured by a layer of chaos, making it impossible to see clearly.”

"Even now, I still can't see him clearly. But I guess that Brother Xiaofan is destined by heaven, the chosen one of this world, and possesses great fortune."

"Otherwise, why would he have grown to such an extent in just twelve years, even to the point of becoming an immortal?"

"No, no!" Zhou Yixian shook his head, looked up at Cang Jiong for a long time before saying:
"In my opinion, Zhang Xiaofan is a demon who goes against the tide, determined to become an immortal through demonic means, or even a demon among immortals..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Huan pondered for a moment before nodding and saying:
"Grandpa, what you said makes sense."

"Haha...that's it, that's it, that's it." Zhou Yixian slung the basket he had placed aside over his back, picked up the Immortal Guiding the Way flag from the bench, and said:

"Xiao Fan, it's getting late, we should get going."

As he spoke, Zhou Yixian used the Immortal Guiding the Way flag as a cane, and walked out of the tea stall while using it as a cane.

Xiao Huan quickly followed and asked:
"Grandpa, where do we go next?"

“Where else can we go? Didn’t Zhang Xiaofan just say that we should go to the Jin ethnic group in Qilidong, Southern Xinjiang? The people there are simple and honest, and it’s a lot of fun. Grandpa will take you there to see for yourself.”

"Hmph, Grandpa, I think you're just still longing for the strong liquor that the Jin family has treasured for a hundred years."

"Haha...that's part of the reason!"

"Of course, most importantly, southern Xinjiang is safe now!"

As the sun sets, Zhou Yixian and Xiao Huan's figures gradually disappear into the distance, seemingly never-ending...

(End of this chapter)