On the path to immortality, I can see destiny.

"No, this secret technique is too ridiculous. Not to mention how long it would take to cultivate a Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator, the resources required are enough to buy several Spirit Returning Pills to break through to a higher level."

The middle-aged man nodded; he also found this secret technique incredible.

"I don't know how this news got out, but many people have verified it, and it is indeed true. He didn't even keep it to himself; he just made a copy and sent it out to anyone who asked for verification."

"After a while, no one was curious about it anymore."

Young people always feel that something is wrong. Everything else is fine, but the effort and the reward are completely disproportionate. What is the point of doing this?

Just as he was about to ask more questions, he suddenly noticed something and looked down.

I just saw Zhao Fan strolling in the mountains.

"What I said came true, but what's he doing here?"

Below, Zhao Fan also realized that there were people in the sky. When he looked up, he found that they were familiar faces, so he immediately waved to them.

"Fellow Daoists, please wait a moment!"

Upon hearing the shouts, the middle-aged cultivator stopped the flying boat, hesitated for a moment, and then controlled the flying boat to descend.

Finally, it stopped about four or five zhang (approximately 10-15 meters) above the ground.

"Young friend, we meet again."

The middle-aged man took the initiative to clasp his hands in greeting and spoke, but his divine sense first scanned the surroundings.

Zhao Fan immediately returned the greeting with clasped hands.

He really liked this older man; every move he made conveyed respect.

"Fellow Daoist, when I was descending the mountain, I was robbed by bandits. In my panic, I fled to this place, but I don't know where I am or how far it is from Yuhua Mountain."

Yuhua Mountain is considered the number one mountain within a thousand miles. It has a second-tier spiritual vein, making it one of the best places for cultivation in the entire Southern Prefecture.

The mountain was occupied by the Zhou family, the number one cultivation family in Nanjun.

If the cultivators in the vicinity do not carry a map with them, they will use Yuhua Mountain as a reference point to deduce their destination.

After listening, the middle-aged man understood Zhao Fan's current situation.

He had given Zhao Fan some pointers in the market, but Zhao Fan didn't understand what he meant.

But thinking about it, it's normal. The child's eyes are clear and innocent, probably because he is not worldly-wise. There are some things that need not be explained, and he probably wouldn't understand them.

"Fellow Daoist, I've told you to stay on the mountain a few more days, why won't you listen?"

The young man next to him was also surprised that Zhao Fan didn't understand the meaning behind his uncle's words at all.

"what?"

Zhao Fan was somewhat bewildered, but after carefully recalling what the middle-aged cultivator had said, he suddenly realized what was going on.

It turns out that he had already reminded himself of this back then.

"Thank you for your guidance that day, fellow Daoist. It's a pity I'm too slow-witted to understand."

The middle-aged man waved his hand gently.

"Since I haven't helped you, fellow Daoist, then it doesn't count as guidance, and I certainly shouldn't accept your thanks."

After speaking, he withdrew his divine sense and, after confirming that there was no danger around, he made a hand seal and controlled the flying boat to land slowly.

"Third Uncle, he looks so pitiful, why don't we give him a ride? We're not in a hurry to go back anyway."

The young man had a kind heart, but his words weren't very pleasant to hear.

He must have never encountered any danger within the family, as he spoke very casually.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fan felt a chill. The first thing he learned on this trip was not to trust others too easily.

However, he then realized that he had been overthinking things. With the middle-aged man's cultivation level, if he wanted to make a move against him, he would definitely not be able to escape.

Thinking of this, Zhao Fan was startled. It seemed that if he stopped the two of them and they wanted to harm him, wouldn't he be doomed?

Zhao Fan barely controlled his facial expressions, and the young man opposite him almost laughed as he watched Zhao Fan's expressions change back and forth.

This fellow Daoist is far too naive.

However, because of Zhao Fan's change in expression, the young man realized that he had indeed said the wrong thing.

When people are not familiar with each other, offering help may not only fail to elicit gratitude, but may also arouse suspicion.

"Why does your expression look so interesting, young friend? Is something bothering you?"

The middle-aged man remained calm as always and asked in a soft voice.

Upon hearing the middle-aged cultivator's words, Zhao Fan was startled, but quickly recovered.

This time he understood that the middle-aged cultivator was reminding him to control his expression.

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly; the way this middle-aged man spoke and acted was truly worth learning from.

If the young man next to him had spoken up, he would have pointed it out directly, which would have been a reminder but would have also embarrassed him.

The middle-aged man, though seemingly concerned, subtly reminded Zhao Fan of something.

"It's alright, this Su... Oh, right, we've been talking for so long, but I haven't had a chance to ask your names yet..."

As Zhao Fan spoke, he felt something was amiss; he realized he hadn't introduced himself yet, so he quickly added a sentence.

"My name is Zhao Fan."

The middle-aged man noticed Zhao Fan's embarrassment but didn't say anything more.

"My name is Su San, and this is my nephew, Su Ziyan."

Zhao Fan nodded, then continued speaking.

"Then thank you very much, Brother Ziyan."

Su Ziyan was stunned for a moment. Although he really wanted to take Zhao Fan home, he didn't expect Zhao Fan to actually agree.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment. Su Ziyan glanced at her third uncle discreetly, waiting for his response.

"In that case, please board the flying boat, young friend."

Su San did not refuse. This kind of flying boat only requires one spirit stone to travel a hundred miles, and sending him back would only cost one or two spirit stones at most.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Su."

Zhao Fan had long wanted to try out the flying boat and see what it felt like, so he didn't refuse and jumped onto the flying boat directly.

As for why he dared to board the flying boat, the reason is actually quite simple: he was no match for Su San, and it would be easy for Su San to kill him as well.

Since Su San didn't make a move, it proves that he had no intention of killing her.

After the three boarded the flying boat, it flew in the direction Zhao Fan had indicated, under Su San's control.

"I heard from Ziyan that you are also an alchemist? Is that true?"

The three continued chatting on the way.

Hearing Su San's question, Zhao Fan nodded slightly.

"I did learn alchemy, but I can only refine some mid-grade first-level pills."

"In that case, young friend Zhao Fan, would you be interested in doing business with my Su family?"

Upon hearing that Zhao Fan could refine mid-grade first-level pills, Su San immediately became interested.

Their family was just an ordinary Qi Refining family, and even though he was one of the strongest members of the family, he was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

The vast majority of the remaining family members are in the early to mid-stages of Qi Refining, and this mid-grade pill is exactly what their family urgently needs.

This is why he was willing to do Zhao Fan a favor; if they could reach some cooperation, it would be of great benefit to their family.