Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

To be honest, Su Chen really didn't know if Wang Chongshan had the talent to succeed.

If we can't get through it.

Five hundred years later, it will all be a matter of physical death and spiritual dissipation.

"Father-in-law."

Su Chen put the cup down.

"I dare not say that I can definitely send you through the gate of Nascent Soul."

"There is one thing I can say."

"If you are willing to cultivate diligently for the remaining five hundred years, whether it is through seclusion or by seeking opportunities, you can firmly establish the foundation for the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm."

"There is an opportunity."

"Upon reaching the Nascent Soul stage, one's lifespan exceeds three thousand years."

"With three thousand years of effort, there is even a possibility of reaching the threshold of emptiness."

Su Chen's fingers paused on the edge of the table.

"But if you want to live comfortably for the next five hundred years."

"That's not wrong either."

"This is what so many people in the cultivation world are after."

"It all depends on the father-in-law."

The hall was so quiet that you could hear the insects chirping in the tea fields below the mountain.

Wang Chongshan sat down, took the pair of walnuts out of his sleeve, rolled them around twice, and then put them back.

It wasn't rolling as enthusiastically as before.

Five hundred years.

He knows perfectly well what his plans are for the next five hundred years.

Find a Daoist partner, accumulate some spirit stones, hand over the Misty Rain Pavilion to the subordinates, and then slowly live out these five hundred years.

Elegant.

But after all that fun and excitement...

"My dear son-in-law."

Wang Chongshan straightened his back.

"Come to Qingzhou next time."

"If you have any unusable opportunities."

"Divide it into some parts of the father's body."

"As a father... I am not reconciled either."

Su Chen looked at him for a couple of breaths and then smiled.

"it is good."

As the word fell, Wang Chongshan's shoulders slumped slightly, as if he had finally let go of something he had held onto for half his life.

Su Chen finished the rest of the wine in his glass.

But he was thinking about something else.

The three Daoist partners all stepped into the Nascent Soul stage in just a few years.

A genius among geniuses.

But there aren't that many geniuses in the world.

Wang Yuyan's talent was outstanding even in Qingzhou.

Lin Wanwan is the Holy Maiden of the Tai Xuan Sect, and her foundation was nurtured by the sect's resources from a young age.

Not to mention Li Tianqi, the granddaughter of a Void Refinement cultivator, she has never lacked anything since she reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

The father-in-law in front of me.

He climbed from Foundation Establishment to the mid-Nascent Soul stage over five hundred years, without any sect's foundation or a master, relying entirely on himself to fill the gaps one spirit stone at a time.

Su Chen turned a page in the mental tally.

We really need to find some opportunities for him in the future.

...

When I woke up, the sunlight was already streaming through the window.

Su Chen opened his eyes and first felt a weight pressing on his chest.

Wang Yuyan was asleep, straddling him completely naked, with half of her long hair draped over his neck and the other half hanging over the edge of the bed.

He slept very soundly.

Su Chen raised his hand, intending to move her down, but stopped halfway.

Forget it.

A bird landed on the eaves outside the window, chirped twice, and then flew away.

Looking at the window paper that was blown up and then fell back down, Su Chen suddenly felt that life in the Misty Rain Pavilion was really comfortable.

"Yu Yan".

Su Chen gently nudged her shoulder.

"Wake up."

"......Um."

Those eyes opened a crack, then closed again.

"My husband, please sleep a little longer."

"I can't sleep anymore."

Su Chen moved her off him and pulled half of the blanket over her.

"I need to go back to the Falling Cloud Sect."

Wang Yuyan finally woke up completely, propped herself up on the couch and sat up, brushing the hair that was scattered on her face back with one hand.

"I'll go with you."

"No need."

Su Chen lifted the robe from the side of the couch.

"This trip is to see Master."

"The situation is still unclear."

"I don't even know what's going on with Master Hongfu and my master."

"If you leave, I'll have to take care of you instead."

Wang Yuyan pulled the blanket tighter around herself.

"But that old bastard Han Ye..."

That breath was still there.

"Yesterday he even tried to attack my father."

"This matter must be made known to the Supreme Elder."

"How dare you disturb my Misty Rain Pavilion time and time again."

"There's no rush."

"Don't worry, just wait for me."

"I will definitely have a chance to avenge this."

...

The side hall of the Luoyun Sect has been uninhabited for many years.

After all, this place used to be where Su Chen lived.

However, Wang Mang's original cave dwelling had long been destroyed by the spiritual pressure of Li Changfeng's return.

Li Changfeng simply let Wang Mang stay in Su Chen's house.

That's right, Li Changfeng knew what was going on.

Having only met Su Chen once, I could tell that Su Chen had no intention of returning to Qingzhou.

This kid has changed and grown up.

Qingzhou is no longer a place for him to stay, and he doesn't intend to linger here for long anyway.

Li Changfeng sat behind the lamp, wearing a faded gray robe, holding a cup of tea in his hand.

After all, he always felt that the Supreme Elder in front of him was somewhat different from the one he had been back then.

But I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong.

Li Changfeng placed the teacup on the table.

"You've reached the Divine Transformation stage too, kid."

Li Changfeng snorted coldly and took another sip of spiritual tea.

Wang Mang stood up, feeling extremely uncomfortable all over.

"You flatter me, Elder."

"The true disciple, Su Chen, is now at the Void Refinement stage."

"Compared to him, this disciple is..."

He swallowed the rest of his sentence.

There was a hint of resentment in those words.

However, it also shows that the young man in front of me hasn't changed much over the years.

Li Changfeng laughed heartily, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

"You little brat."

"Do you still hold a grudge against me?"

"Back then, you were exceptionally talented, and your thunder magic was so powerful that no one dared to challenge you among your peers."

"That's why you're so proud and arrogant, and you look down on everyone."

"This will harm your resolve in the path."

"Su Chen was honest and steady back then, but now he seems to be quite cunning."

"That's why I chose him!"

That statement does have a somewhat questioning tone.

This naturally refers to the time when Li Changfeng defied public opinion and chose Su Chen to be his true disciple.

Actually, when Su Chen was chosen, many people in the sect had objections.

Including Razer...

Speaking of which, there's one more person who didn't even see Li Changfeng when he returned.

That was Xiao Han, a sword cultivator who was also an elder of the sect...

This was one of the madmen who sat down with me back then.

"How could your disciple dare to hold a grudge against you?"

"So many years have passed since then."

"Furthermore, Su Chen's achievements today are not entirely due to his position as a true disciple back then."

Wang Mang did say something fair.

Over the years, Su Chen left Qingzhou and gradually became a renowned powerhouse in the Xuanhuang Continent.

What does it have to do with him being a true disciple?

Ultimately, she couldn't compare to Su Chen.

By this time, Wang Mang had long since let go of the past...

Li Changfeng put down the cup and looked at him for a long time.

"fine."

"Your resolve is quite strong, kid."

"From now on, cultivate diligently and stay by my side."

"I will certainly guide you."

"There's another thing that you probably haven't thought about in detail."

"Back then, I passed on to you that lightning-attribute cultivation technique."

"That's a cultivation technique from the upper realm."

Li Changfeng tapped his finger on the table.

"The Cloud Piercing Sun Sword Technique that was passed on to Su Chen is the same."

"Your two martial arts techniques are actually evenly matched."

...