Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

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Xingfuli Community.

The streetlights cast a dim yellow light, making their shadows very long.

The cement road in the residential area was covered with rainwater that had not dried during the day, reflecting the mottled neon lights.

Wu Xi kept her head down, her small hands tightly holding Wu Fan's hand.

"Xiaoxi, were you scared by your brother?"

Wu Fan turned his head and asked softly.

Wu Xi paused slightly, turned her head, and looked at Wu Fan's gentle profile.

At this moment, the older brother's brows and eyes were gentle, filled with concern.

He was a completely different person from the ruthless man in the underground parking garage of the IFC.

As she looked at it, tears welled up in her eyes again.

She shook her head and whispered, "No, I just feel that you've changed a lot, brother."

A complex look flashed in Wu Fan's eyes.

In the 100,000 years of cultivation, every step has been fraught with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and every breakthrough has been a matter of life and death.

He really didn't want his innocent sister to know about those cruel experiences.

"Xiao Xi, no matter what your brother becomes, I will always be your brother."

Wu Fan stopped and looked at his sister with sincere eyes.

"I promise you, no one will ever bully you again. Now that Mom and Dad are gone, your brother will be your strongest support."

Hearing Wu Fan's words, Wu Xi's eyes reddened slightly.

She sniffed hard and nodded emphatically:

"Yes! I believe in my brother!"

The atmosphere gradually relaxed, and the winter night wind blowing on us didn't seem so cold anymore.

"By the way, brother, Sister Li Jing said she was going to buy me lots of pretty clothes, but when I went there today, I ran into those bad guys. Even Sister Li Jing's bodyguards..."

At this point, Wu Xi's eyes darkened again.

"The Li family will take good care of their family members," Wu Fan comforted them. "As for clothes, your brother will take you to buy some tomorrow."

"No need, I have enough clothes. It's just that Sister Li Jing insisted on dragging me along today."

Wu Xi stuck out her tongue a little shyly, and finally a hint of girlish charm appeared on her face.

Before long, they arrived home.

The familiar little house helped Wu Xi relax her tense mind.

"Xiao Xi, go take a hot shower and then get some rest," Wu Fan instructed.

"Okay, brother, you should go to sleep early too."

Wu Xi obediently responded and went into the bathroom with her pajamas.

Wu Fan sat alone on the old sofa in the living room, listening to the rustling water coming from the bathroom, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

He cultivated immortality in the celestial realm for 100,000 years, making him extremely sensitive to spiritual energy.

In today's Earth, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is depleted, simply absorbing the spiritual energy in the air is far from enough to quickly restore one's cultivation level above the Golden Core stage. The only way is to find ancient relics that contain the residual spiritual power of ancient cultivators.

Today, Zhao Xingye mentioned "secret rooms in old houses" and "ancient relics," which is undoubtedly a huge clue.

"The Zhao family..."

A cold glint appeared on Wu Fan's lips.

"Since you've walked right into the line of fire, I'll gladly accept the Zhao family's collection."

However, to take action against the Zhao family, they must be completely eradicated.

The strongest member of the Zhao family is a peak Heaven-level martial artist, just one step away from becoming a Grandmaster.

In the secular world, this might be a powerful overlord who sweeps across a region, but in front of Wu Fan, a Golden Core cultivator, he is no different from a slightly larger ant.

He could reduce everything to ashes in the blink of an eye if he wanted to.

"But for ordinary people like Xiaoxi, this is ultimately a huge hidden danger."

Wu Fan frowned slightly.

Even if the Zhao family is dealt with this time, the Zhang and Chen families might still emerge later.

As long as my sister remains a helpless mortal, danger will always exist.

Only by empowering her to protect herself can this problem be solved at its root.

"It seems I need to guide Xiaoxi onto the path of cultivation first."

Wu Fan made a decision in his heart.

A moment later, the bathroom door opened, and Wu Xi walked out wearing a baggy Totoro cartoon pajama set, accompanied by a cloud of steaming white vapor.

Her long, wet hair draped over her shoulders, and droplets of water slid down her fair neck and into her collar, soaking a small patch of the thin cotton fabric and subtly outlining the budding curves of her young body.

"Brother, I'm done washing up, you should go wash up too."

Wu Xi dried her hair with a towel, her face flushed from the steam.

Wu Fan stood up and said gently with a smile, "Okay, dry your hair before you go to sleep, don't catch a cold."

"Okay, okay, bro, you're so long-winded." Wu Xi stuck out her tongue playfully and ran back to her room.

Seeing his sister about to close the door, Wu Fan said urgently, "Wait!"

Wu Xi stopped in her tracks, peeked out from behind the doorframe, and blinked in confusion: "What's wrong, brother? Is something else?"

"Come sit down, I have something to tell you." Wu Fan pointed to the sofa next to him.

Although Wu Xi found it a bit strange, she obediently walked over, sat cross-legged on the old sofa, and let her wet hair hang down in front of her chest.

She tilted her head and looked at Wu Fan: "Brother, you're being so mysterious today, what are you trying to say?"

Wu Fan didn't speak, but slowly extended his right hand.

hum!

A very faint tremor sounded.

To Wu Xi's disbelief, a faint blue glow appeared out of thin air on Wu Fan's palm!

The shimmering light seemed to have a life of its own, moving and swirling between Wu Fan's fingers, illuminating the dimly lit living room with a dreamlike glow.

"What...what is this?!"

Wu Xi gasped in surprise, instinctively reaching out to touch it, but then withdrew her hand in fear.

"This is spiritual power."

Wu Fan looked at his sister with an unprecedentedly serious expression.

"Xiao Xi, if it weren't for the protective mark your brother left inside you in the underground parking garage today, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Your brother can't be by your side every moment, so wouldn't you like to have the power to protect yourself, just like your brother?

"Like my brother, can I punch a bad guy away?"

Wu Xi blinked her big eyes, her tone a mixture of excitement and hesitation.

"But I've heard that people who practice martial arts start from a young age. I'm already nineteen. Is it too late for me?"

"Heh, I don't even look down on those crude methods of martial arts for strengthening muscles and bones."

Wu Fan chuckled lightly, a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

"What I'm going to pass on to you is the path to immortality."

"Cultivating immortality?!"

Wu Xi was completely dumbfounded.

Although she knew that her brother had become very powerful after disappearing for ten years, the words "cultivation" were still too impactful for a college student living in modern society.

"Brother, you're not kidding me, are you? Are there really immortals in this world?"

Wu Xi swallowed hard and asked in a low voice.

"have."

Wu Fan nodded firmly.

"However, the Earth's spiritual energy is now depleted, and mortals only know martial arts, not cultivation."

"But my brother knows."

"Xiao Xi, stretch out your hand."