Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 78: Top Scholar’s Legend, Imperial Ancestral

Temple’s Old Man Imparts the Lyrical Three Swords (3)

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Wang Qinhe was going all out to save his reputation.

Qin Qianqiu smiled. Surprisingly, he didn’t get angry. He just pushed the tea that he had brewed to Wang Qinhe.

“So, are you willing to accept it now?” Qin Qianqiu asked.

“I’m convinced.” Wang Qinhe shrugged. His answer was beyond Qin Qianqiu’s expectations.

“That kid’s talent is indeed monstrous enough. He must have been the one who provoked the Martial Temple’s Martial Chief Stone that day. This child has obtained a top-notch Martial Scripture and made up for the flaw in Body Tempering. He will only become harder and harder to deal with.” Wang Qinhe said seriously.

“These people who relied on their talent to obtain the Little Sacred Token… are indeed monsters. Your elder brother, Qin Hua’an, Ye Wenxi, and the Ninth Prince are all freaks! F*ck!”

The more Wang Qinhe spoke, the more agitated he became. There were so many freaks. Why couldn’t it be him?

Qin Qianqiu looked at Wang Qinhe silently. When Wang Qinhe lamented that others were freaks, how could Qin Qianqiu not envy Wang Qinhe’s talent?

It was the same for everyone and everything in the world. When you envy others, you don’t know that I envy you too.

“Regarding An Le, don’t you feel that the demon qi on his body is too dense?” Qin Qianqiu asked.

Wang Qinhe glanced at him. “That demon qi is a phenomenon simulated by Qi Blood. It’s related to the martial arts scripture he practices. It should be a rare inheritance within the Martial Chief Stone.

Qin Qianqiu shook his head. “I only saw the dense demon qi…”

Wang Qinhe frowned. “What are you trying to do? The Spring Quarter Examination is imminent. Don’t cause trouble… Although that kid is close to the Lin Residence, Li You’an is in Lin’an now. You can’t afford to offend this Legendary Top Scholar.”

“I naturally don’t dare to act rashly now, but this child has such demon qi. I only need to reveal it to some stubborn and crazy Demon Subduing Masters…” Qin Qianqiu’s eyes flickered as he took a sip of the fragrant tea.

Wang Qinhe raised his eyebrows, then shook his head seriously. “Demon Subduing Masters? Those Demon Subduing Masters are not good people. They’re very dirty. I advise you to interact less with them.”

Qin Qianqiu smiled. “With my status, I naturally won’t interact with them. I’m just the one who spread the news.”

When they reached the side of the pool, Qin Qianqiu sprinkled a handful of bait.

It caused the koi in the pool to fight for it and bloom into a beautiful scene.

The spring after the rain was even more beautiful.

In the small courtyard, the old man had already left.

An Le, on the other hand, sat under the door with a clean wine pot beside him.

Green Mountain had already stabbed back into the old locust tree’s body. Everything seemed quiet and secluded. The sweetness of the rain in the air made An Le come back to his senses slightly.

Last night, when he watched the old man dance the sword and imparted the Lyrical Three Swords, he had indeed comprehended something.

In terms of sword techniques, An Le only had Sword Qi Draws Near. It was actually more of a mental power sword technique.

An Le had never practiced actual combat sword techniques. Last night, the old man had taught him and made up for this shortcoming. The sword technique inheritance represented the old man’s recognition and deep trust in him.

Standing up, An Le closed his eyes and exhaled.

A light screen suddenly appeared in front of him, and blue words flashed past.

[Fearless Heart (Dao Fruit): The dragon fights in the wild. If you win, you will get stronger and more fearless. The Dao Fruit nurtures itself.]

A clear feeling surged up from his feet and swam through his skin, meridians, Inner Core, and mental power.

An Le felt that his blood qi had become much stronger. His Inner Core realm that had just broken through had completely stabilized, and the luster of his Inner Core had become even brighter.

The Sword Furnace between his brows was filled with sword qi and became much stronger!

According to the division of realms, the current Spirit Refinement Shedding Mortality had even surpassed the early-stage and stepped into the middle-stage.

A smile appeared on An Le’s lips. To him, battle was indeed the best way to stabilize his realm and increase his strength.

After tidying up the remains on the table, An Le came to the courtyard and grabbed Green Mountain to start practicing his sword technique. The sword technique he used was one of the Lyrical Three Swords that the old man had taught him, the Bamboo Branch.

The old man had once said that he liked and was good at drawing bamboo. Perhaps it was because of this that the sword technique was called Bamboo Branch.

He just didn’t know who the beauty the old man was talking about was…

Hmm, maybe it’s three beauties… A beauty for each name?

When Senior was young, he was also a playboy.

An Le chuckled.

After practicing the sword, An Le played with the Ancient Demon Five Animals

for a while. Then, he ended his morning practice and changed into a clean white robe. His sword was Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword. He held a Great Confucian book, Literary Words, and left the small courtyard as he read.

As usual, he ate a bowl of beancurd at the entrance of the alley and went to West Lake. He met Liu Yue, who was waiting, and the two of them chatted for a while.

Liu Yue had never cultivated and was just a simple scholar. Therefore, he did not know much about the battle of the Little Sacred Ranking last night. He only chatted with An Le, talked about literature, ink, and calligraphy, and talked about fireworks.

Last night, An Le seemed to have caught a glimpse of Fairy Yun Rou on West Lake. Only then did he remember their previous agreement and planned to come. However, after waiting for a while, he did not see any trace of the fairy. It seemed that the fairy did not plan to appear today. As expected, she was someone who toyed with the mortal world and skipped work very openly.

Thinking of how Fairy Yun Rou seemed to be the Sixth Mountain Lord’s Mountain Guardian, An Le had heard from the elder that the sword case on the Sixth Mountain Lord’s back hid all three thousand swords of the mortal world and cultivated the mortal world sword intent.

Perhaps Fairy Yun Rou wanted to comprehend the mortal world by entering it first?

After bidding farewell to Liu Yue, An Le headed towards the Lin Residence.

The door of the Lin Residence was opened by the maidservant, Liu Xiang, who was still waiting every day. When she saw An Le, Liu Xiang’s eyes lit up, as if there were stars in the sky.

“Young Master An… good morning!”

Liu Xiang looked at the handsome and demonic An Le and pursed her lips.

The news of An Le defeating Wang Qinhe last night had already spread. As a martial arts aristocratic family, how could the Lin Residence not know? Even servants like them had heard about it. Of course, it was Lin Zhuifeng who kept saying that Young Master An was amazing. Then, everyone knew that Young Master An was amazing.

An Le smiled gently. “Miss Liu Xiang, good morning.”

Miss Liu Xiang’s pretty face instantly flushed red as she hurriedly led the way.

“Isn’t Madam Hua in the residence?” An Le asked.

“First Madam went out early in the morning. She’s been very busy recently and returned very late. She left the residence early in the morning,” Liu Xiang replied.

An Le nodded to show that he understood.

The two of them went straight to the Martial Arts Hall.

He saw Lin Zhuifeng, Lin Qingyin, and some young masters of the Lin

Residence.

It had been a long time since he had taken Age Qi. When An Le saw these young masters, he was immediately touched and revealed a gentle and approachable smile.

An Le, who had upgraded from three times a day to four times a day, was full of confidence.

Hence, he took four wisps from each of the five young masters and officially emptied them.

Then, he began to paint for the young masters. Lin Qingyin obediently studied behind.

Lin Zhuifeng had a fire stick on her waist and could not stop staring at An Le. She loved to keep a close eye on beautiful things.

In the evening, An Le finished painting and teaching Lin Qingyin. He bade farewell and was about to leave.

Before they left the residence, a slender woman stood quietly in the distance. She was Ji Ying, Matriarch Yu’s personal maidservant.

When Ji Ying saw An Le, she bowed leisurely and smiled respectfully. “Young Master An, are you free?”

“The Matriarch invites you..”