Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

Gong Yi arrived at Lin Yuan's residence early this morning seeking guidance.

"I see." Gong Yi nodded in sudden understanding as he listened to Lin Yuan, who was sitting opposite him, explain the circulation of his spiritual energy before igniting his spiritual fire.

However, this made him admire Lin Yuan even more.

After all, any cultivator would be aware of the difficulty in mastering this technique.

Gong Yi tried three times very seriously, but he couldn't even divide the spiritual fire into two strands, let alone twelve.

Fortunately, with Lin Yuan's guidance, he was finally able to separate three streams of spiritual fire at once after failing fifty times.

Although the results were the same as yesterday's assessment, the level represented by these results is quite different.

"That's great!" Gong Yi exclaimed excitedly as he looked at the three spiritual flames in his palm, which he could control at will.

He wanted to practice a little longer, but he had a magic class with Master Yu in the morning, so he had to stop with a heavy heart.

Before leaving, Gong Yi thanked Lin Yuan again and said that when they had time, they would definitely treat Lin Yuan to a big meal at Zuixianlou Restaurant in the market.

Lin Yuan simply nodded upon hearing this, not taking it to heart.

But he didn't expect that they would make plans to have a meal together just half a day later.

"Please wait at the restaurant for a moment, young master. I have some errands to run at Baibaozhai and will be there shortly," Lin Yuan replied after Gong Yi's repeated invitations.

He came to the market because Boss Qian said he had another magical artifact that he wanted him to repair. After confirming the quality of the artifact, he agreed.

Now that he had arrived at the entrance, he decided to go in first to look at the Buddhist artifacts in the Baibaozhai.

Upon hearing this, Gong Yi patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder, "In that case, I'll go with you."

Lin Yuan thought for a moment and realized there was no need to hide anything from Gong Yi at this point, so he nodded to Gong Yi and replied, "Okay."

The two entered the Baibaozhai together.

It was around lunchtime, so there weren't many people in the shops.

Mr. Qian, who was clearing out the accounts at the counter, heard footsteps entering the store and subconsciously said, "Welcome—". Then, as if he remembered something, he quickly looked up towards the door and saw Lin Yuan, who had said he was coming not long ago.

Of course, there was also Gong Yi, who was not among his expectations.

They are all distinguished guests.

He immediately put down what he was doing and rushed to greet her, afraid of being slighted in the slightest.

"Master Lin, Young Master Gong," Boss Qian said obsequiously.

Just as Lin Yuan was about to speak, a very familiar voice came from behind him.

"Oh, what a coincidence."

Lin Yuan turned his head slightly to look at the owner of the voice, Gong Ren.

In their line of sight, Gong Ren and Gong De, who was standing next to him, were walking towards them.

"Gong Ren?" Gong Yi couldn't be nice to him now, and said in a somewhat aggressive tone, "What coincidence? You weren't following us, were you?"

"Ha," Gong Ren said disdainfully, "You think you're worthy of being followed by me?"

As he spoke, Gong Ren stared intently at Lin Yuan, "I'm just here to find someone."

Almost instantly, Gong Yi understood who Gong Ren was looking for.

He subconsciously looked at Lin Yuan, trying to discern his current response from his facial expression.

But Lin Yuan just looked at Gong Ren calmly, seemingly not taking Gong Ren's words seriously.

Unsure of what to say, he decided to remain silent for the time being.

Gong Ren looked at the two of them with arrogance, clearly satisfied with their silence.

Then, he shifted his gaze, barely giving Boss Qian a few glances, before coldly saying, "Bring out the weapon refiner who repaired the Yellow Heaven Sword."

Upon hearing this, Boss Qian's expression froze.