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The Counterattack Plan of A Villain With Ten Thousand Fans - Chapter 245
🕑 Added 2024-04-02 21:10:34 +0000 UTCChapter 245
098 had long been accustomed to the occasional whims of its host and wisely kept silent. Ling Chunann did not speak afterwards, and when 098 looked again, he found that he had fallen asleep again.
Yun Su had never taken a disciple before, but that didn't stop him from being a good master, especially since his disciple was Ling Chunann. He explained everything in great detail and prepared everything meticulously, of course, all of the highest quality.
After several months of cultivation, 098 realized that if it weren't for the host's shallow foundation, which made it impossible to absorb too much cultivation in a short time, Yun Su would probably have wished to directly transfer his cultivation to Ling Chunann.
Ling Chunann, with some cultivation experience of his own and being a Tianling root, along with the cultivation methods provided by Yun Su, entered the Qi training stage in just one day and reached the Foundation Establishment stage in just two months, without any instability in his foundation.
This speed was unprecedented in the entire cultivation world, even Yun Su had taken nearly three months to reach this stage.
"Host, the male lead has reached the Foundation Establishment stage."
Ling Chunann was practicing swordsmanship when 098 suddenly spoke up.
After practicing for a while longer, Ling Chunann stopped and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Faster than in the original story."
Just as 098 was about to respond, it suddenly saw a figure coming towards them and quickly shut its mouth.
"Master!" Ling Chunann also noticed Yun Su and leaped towards him.
Yun Su's eyes were filled with joy, and he didn't mind the sweat on Ling Chunann, scooping him into his arms, "My treasure, I'm back."
Although Ling Chunann's diet had improved recently, his height hadn't grown much, barely reaching Yun Su's waist. So, it wasn't awkward for Yun Su to pick him up. Ling Chunann adjusted his sitting position and wrapped his arms around Yun Su's neck, his voice sweet and soft, "Where have you been, Master? Why did it take so long? Didn't you say you'd be back the day before yesterday?"
098: "…Host, it's shameful to act cute."
"It's called making reasonable use of resources," Ling Chunann replied.
"…" It was left speechless.
Yun Su clearly enjoyed his treasure's coquettish behavior, tidying up Ling Chunann's slightly messy hair while holding him and explaining, "I was planning to return to the sect the day before yesterday, but I was delayed by an emergency in the southern territory. The situation was sudden, and I couldn't inform my treasure in time, I'm really sorry."
While saying this, Yun Su took out an object and placed it in Ling Chunann's hand, "Treasure, carry this with you."
Ling Chunann took the object, an ancient bracelet that was not feminine, with a simple and generous design. With Ling Chunann's vision, he couldn't determine its grade for the time being, but it was at least above the level of a spiritual tool.
"This is called the Mixed Spirit Bracelet. Although it doesn't serve a significant purpose, it can be used to conceal your cultivation level and spiritual root," Yun Su put the bracelet on Ling Chunann and tapped it, causing the slightly large bracelet to instantly adjust to fit Ling Chunann's size perfectly, "You can take it off once you reach the Nascent Soul stage."
Ling Chunann moved his wrist and then kissed Yun Su on the face, "Thank you, Master!"
098: "Wow, the adult's face turned red!"
Of course, this comment was made in its mind. Since arriving in this world, 098 had become much more cautious, fearing being discovered by these cultivators and treated as a demon.
"Host, the sect's trial is in a few days. Do you plan to participate?" 098 asked when Ling Chunann was finally alone.
In the original story, the male lead obtained a spirit pet during this trial, which helped him a lot in his later cultivation. If the host could snatch it, it would be great!
"Going," Ling Chunann replied. "But forget about the spirit pet."
"…" Well, it knew the host didn't like girls. That spirit pet was actually the princess of the demon world, who later dual cultivated with the male lead, unbeknownst to him. By the plot, she could barely be considered a female lead. The host's mission this time was simply to survive safely, so naturally, it was best to avoid attracting the attention of various male and female leads.
Thinking this, 098 felt it might be better to stay at home and cultivate rather than participate in the sect's trial.
The Jianling Sect's trial was mainly aimed at new disciples who had joined the sect in the first year, regardless of whether they were external disciples, internal disciples, or direct disciples. As long as
their cultivation reached the third level of Qi training, they were eligible to participate.
The trial location was akin to a mini secret realm. Everyone entered from different positions and had to obtain a pass token by any means to exit. Among the disciples, the first ten to come out would receive extra generous rewards. Especially for external disciples, they could directly join the inner sect, so all disciples who reached the required cultivation level would participate.
Early that morning, Yun Zehan arrived at Lingjun Peak, where many disciples were already waiting.
"Brother."
"Senior Brother Qinghan."
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Qinghan on reaching the Foundation Establishment stage."
...
The news of Yun Zehan's Foundation Establishment had already spread throughout the entire sect. Among the new disciples who were generally still at the fourth or fifth level of Qi training, he stood out like a crane among chickens. The admiration in everyone's eyes was evident as they quickly surrounded him upon his appearance.
Zhang Zhifeng didn't join the crowd and occasionally glanced towards the teleportation array from the outskirts.
"Senior Brother Qingyun, what are you looking at? Waiting for someone?" an internal disciple asked.
"Yes, a friend," Zhang Zhifeng smiled at him. Perhaps because he had started cultivating, Zhang Zhifeng, who was originally round and plump, had slimmed down significantly over the past six months. His figure had grown taller, and his appearance could now be described as handsome.
The person was about to ask more when he suddenly noticed that the person in front of him had disappeared. Looking over, he saw Zhang Zhifeng quickly walking towards the teleportation array, where a small figure had appeared.
"Junior Brother Qinglan."
As soon as Ling Chunann stepped out of the teleportation array, he saw a young man stop by his side, calling out his Taoist name. Ling Chunann searched his memory for the young man's appearance and found his name, greeting him with a smile, "Zhang Zhifeng."
Seeing Ling Chunann's smile, Zhang Zhifeng was momentarily stunned, then his face lit up with joy, "Wow, junior brother, you still remember me."
"Of course, Senior Brother Qingyun," Ling Chunann replied. "You've changed a lot."
"Ha ha." Zhang Zhifeng touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly, "Junior brother, you haven't changed much."
Glancing at Zhang Zhifeng, who was now a head and a half taller than himself, Ling Chunann's smiling face instantly fell, "Senior brother, you're going to lose friends like this."
"Sorry, sorry, junior brother, I didn't mean it like that," Zhang Zhifeng quickly realized his mistake and apologized repeatedly, "What I meant was that junior brother is still so cute, not so short, ah! It's all because I'm bad at expressing myself."
"Pfft!" Ling Chunann couldn't help but laugh, "Senior brother, I'm not angry."
"Ha ha." Zhang Zhifeng scratched the back of his head, "Sorry, junior brother."
Ling Chunann had only appeared in front of everyone on the day he joined the sect, and to this day, most people in the sect had only heard that Elder Yun Su had taken a direct disciple after exiting seclusion. Information such as his spiritual root, appearance, and age remained unknown to many. The disciples who knew Ling Chunann was a Water Spirit Root were immediately placed under a gag order by the sect leader on the first day, so Ling Chunann wasn't given much attention by the guards when he arrived at Lingjun Peak.
However, as a new direct disciple this time, Zhang Zhifeng had a small reputation. After he spoke a few words with Ling Chunann, people started to look over, naturally noticing Ling Chunann.
"Junior Brother Qinglan, you're also here for the trial," a enthusiastic voice rang out.
That was an internal disciple, at the seventh level of Qi training, considered a leader among the internal disciples. Ling Chunann remembered he was from Lingcheng Peak, with the Taoist name Qingkun, "Senior Brother Qingkun, long time no see."
Surprised that Ling Chunann remembered his Taoist name, Qingkun was taken aback, but his enthusiastic demeanor didn't fade, and he respectfully greeted Ling Chunann, "I haven't seen Junior Brother Qinglan in half a year. I wonder how your cultivation is going?"
"Master's teaching has been very effective, and my cultivation is progressing smoothly. Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Qingkun," Ling Chunann answered with a smile.
"If I may ask, brother, which realm have you reached?" Qingkun asked again.
Ling Chunann was now at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, but under the effect of the Mixed Spirit Bracelet, he appeared to be at the seventh level of Qi training to outsiders, average among the direct disciples.
Qingkun, at the sixth
level of Qi training, could naturally see Ling Chunann's current level. As Ling Chunann had just arrived, almost everyone's gaze was focused here, and Qingkun's question seemed to have an ulterior motive.
098: "Host, this person is too mean! When you were accepted by the elder, his gaze was the most annoying. You must teach him a lesson."
"It's okay," Ling Chunann was calm, his voice still carrying a hint of a smile, "I'm very magnanimous."
"I..." Ling Chunann was about to answer Qingkun when suddenly another voice interrupted him.
"Junior Brother Qinglan."
098: "Huh?" Why would the male lead greet the host? Could he have recognized the host as his unlucky brother?
As 098 was panicking, thinking this and that, Yun Zehan had already made his way through the crowd to Ling Chunann's side, his face unusually smiling, "Junior Brother Qinglan, long time no see, how have you been?"
Seeing Yun Zehan and Ling Chunann appear to be very familiar with each other, Qingkun's jealousy deepened, but he quickly hid it and quietly stepped back into the crowd.
Zhang Zhifeng was also surprised; he had communicated with Yun Zehan before and had indirectly inquired about his relationship with Ling Chunann, only to find that the two had never interacted. How come they were so familiar today? Then, his eyes suddenly caught Qingkun in the crowd, who was looking at Ling Chunann with malice.
Putting together Qingkun's behavior just now, Zhang Zhifeng felt ashamed; he hadn't noticed it earlier and almost let his junior brother be bullied.
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