Chapter 183: Nothing Is Eternal

Originally, the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect were supposed to return the moment the Supreme Genius Battle ended, but seeing everyone so happy and excited, Liang Yichu finally decided to stay one more night.

Liang Yichu had now come to realize that the Nine Heavens Sect had once again fallen into the hands of the Sacred Sect.

Although it didn't matter who came first in the Supreme Genius Battle, having the Sacred Sect win two consecutive terms would make it hard to explain back at the sect.

Night fell.

Nameless Peak was bustling with activity. The genius disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect and the Sacred Sect gathered there, lit a bonfire, and sat in small groups, drinking wine, roasting meat, and chatting with each other.

“This beast should be a Snow King Lion, right?” At that moment, Cai Zhiqiao was holding the Snow King Lion while sitting in Lin Fan's arms. Xin Feng looked at the Snow King Lion cub and said.

“Yeah, it's a Snow King Lion cub. It's no use to me, so I'll let it be my little apprentice's companion beast to keep her company.” Lin Fan said with a smile.

After the Supreme Genius Battle, the two had become friends. Although they had only known each other for a day, sometimes it was all about fate.

“This is a cultivation technique I found in the forbidden land. Although there are quite a few descendants with ancient beast bloodlines nowadays, this cub is extremely rare. This technique can awaken the beast's bloodline. Perhaps this Snow King Lion cub can awaken its ancient bloodline.” Xin Feng handed a technique manual to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled, took the manual without standing on ceremony, and said, “Zhiqiao, thank your uncle.”

“Brother Lin, I'm only in my twenties. That makes me sound old.” Xin Feng smiled more today than ever before. His usually aloof expression had softened considerably.

Cai Zhiqiao looked at her teacher adorably and said, “Teacher, I should call him uncle-master…”

Seeing how clever his little apprentice was, Lin Fan smiled and said, “Right, then call him uncle-master.”

Xin Feng looked at Cai Zhiqiao, then patted her head with a faint smile. “This is the first time I've heard someone call me uncle-master.”

Lin Fan and Xin Feng didn't engage in any grandiose conversation; they just chatted casually.

“Brother Lin, your apprentice's talent isn't very high. If she wants to achieve greater success in the future, she'll have to endure a lot of hardship,” Xin Feng said.

“It's fine. Take it slow. No one can say for sure what the future holds,” Lin Fan said with a smile. As long as he had the secondary profession teaching skill, he was confident he could train his apprentice into a supreme genius.

“Brother Lin, this is the ‘Heavenly Sword.’ This technique was obtained by my master from an ancient forbidden land. It doesn't require high talent. Although this little junior disciple's talent isn't great, her comprehension is good.” Xin Feng took out a jade slip densely covered with text and diagrams.

“Brother Feng, this won't do. The ‘Heavenly Sword’ is Elder Liang's technique. Giving it to my apprentice isn't appropriate.” Even with Lin Fan's boldness, he was taken aback by this situation.

He hadn't expected Xin Feng to take out the ‘Heavenly Sword’ and give it to his little apprentice.

One could take advantage of favors, but taking too many would be going too far.

“Brother Lin, if you truly consider me a friend, don't say no,” Xin Feng said, looking at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at Xin Feng and finally nodded, taking the jade slip.

“Zhiqiao, thank your uncle-master,” Lin Fan said.

Cai Zhiqiao didn't know what the jade slip represented, but she was very obedient to her teacher.

His little apprentice might not know what the jade slip represented, but the moment Lin Fan took it, he instantly understood.

The ‘Heavenly Sword’ was a supreme sword art from ancient times, a high-grade Heaven-rank technique. It was not only a cultivation technique but also a mental discipline. Although it was of the same rank as the ‘Formless Demon’ and the ‘Sword Canon,’ its value was even higher.

The ‘Heavenly Sword’ was a peerless treasure. If it were put on the market, people would fight over it until blood flowed. Yet Xin Feng didn't hesitate at all and didn't seem to care. This made Lin Fan admire him.

“Brother Lin, don't think too highly of me. The ‘Heavenly Sword’ is a supreme technique, so naturally I can't just give it to anyone. But I truly consider you a friend,” Xin Feng said, gazing at Lin Fan.

“Yes, we are friends.” Lin Fan looked at Xin Feng and nodded. Then he took some pills from his backpack. “I don't have anything good, but this ‘Dafan Pill’ is my masterpiece. Although it doesn't have any earth-shattering effects, it can be taken when one's state of mind is blocked.”

The ‘Dafan Pill’ wasn't a divine elixir, but it had endless subtle uses. Based on Lin Fan's many experiments, he discovered that the ‘Dafan Pill’ had a special effect: when one's state of mind was blocked, taking one pill would clear the mind.

“Good.” Xin Feng smiled and put away the pills.

…

Liang Yichu and Wuya watched the disciples chatting happily and felt gratified.

“Brother Wuya, isn't this scene exactly what we hoped for?” Liang Yichu said with a smile.

“Yes,” Wuya sighed as he looked at everything.

“Ah, I wonder how many years we have left to live. Ever since the Xuanhuang Realm was split in two, no one has been able to break through to a higher realm. Even those at the Great Heavenly Perfection stage can only wait for death in the end,” Liang Yichu lamented.

Who wouldn't desire the path of eternity? But in the Xuanhuang Realm now, there was no eternity to speak of.

“You and I have been stuck at the Great Heavenly Perfection stage for a very, very long time. The sect master and I have been searching for the truth—why that supreme being split the Xuanhuang Realm in two, cutting off the path to eternity…”

“Brother Wuya, forget it. Let's not talk about that. Today is a good day, and we haven't had a drink together in years. Let's see who falls first this time.” Liang Yichu waved his hand.

“Alright…”

…

The next day.

As the morning glow rose, a group of people stood at the gate of the Sacred Sect.

Liang Yichu waved his sleeve, and a war boat floated out from it, growing larger and larger until it hovered quietly in the air.

“Brother Lin, we have to go. Let's meet again when we have the chance,” Xin Feng said as he came before Lin Fan.

“Yeah, take care. At most three years, but I think it won't take that long before I come find you,” Lin Fan said with a smile.

“Goodbye, uncle-master.” Cai Zhiqiao stood beside Lin Fan and waved at Xin Feng.

Xin Feng patted Cai Zhiqiao's head, then exchanged a silent look with Lin Fan. Their feelings were understood without words.

“Brother Wuya, see you in three years at the Nine Heavens Sect,” Liang Yichu said reluctantly.

“Alright.” Wuya nodded.

…

The other genius disciples were also saying goodbye to their friends from the Sacred Sect. They had made new acquaintances that night.

“Brother Lin, farewell.” Xin Feng cupped his hands, then followed his master's figure and flew onto the war boat.

Lin Fan watched the massive war boat and waved his hand.