The Taoist ancestor is Cthulhu

The warrior and Young Lord let out a sigh of relief.

"Had you been stubborn and aggressive, taken the wrong path, and fallen into the demonic way too soon, your flesh wouldn't be enough to go around,"

The warrior and Young Lord, "..."

Faced with such an unwarranted disaster, Li Fan was also at a loss for words, "Thank you for your instruction, Qingyue will remember it."

"A teachable child," Master Wangshu said with a smile and then turned to the two before her, "As for you two, don't stay on the mountain anymore."

Before her words even finished, with a flick of her sleeve, the warrior and Young Lord vanished without a trace, no one knew through what divine power they had been moved.

Hiss... Is this the difference between immortals and mortals? The gap is too wide...

"Alright, let's see what you've chosen," Master Wangshu said, taking the yellow scroll from Li Fan's arms and glancing at it, suddenly pausing, "Has a master instructed you?"

Indeed... although whether it's a 'person' is debatable...

Li Fan glanced at his right hand.

"Our sect's foundation indeed cannot compare to the famous schools of the Central Plains. The sword-flying techniques after the Golden Core stage are mostly snatched from various heterodox ways. Therefore, there are few disciples who specialize in the Sword Path. It is also little known that the sword technique of Bamboo Mountain was passed down by solitary cultivators at the time of the sect's founding and is actually quite ingenious, not inferior to those orthodox sword schools.

The Taiyin Sword Classic is also good. The current heavenly way is one of a false moon dominating the sky, and the Taiyin sword intent is best to cultivate. However, the path of sword immortals is heavy with killing, and there is the risk of falling into devilry if you cannot restrain yourself. Since you have chosen to practice swordsmanship, you must stick to the Dao heart even more and avoid causing trouble or competing with others."

Since Master Wangshu had double confirmed, both of these techniques could roughly be practiced.

And needless to say, after this interlude, Li Fan had a rough idea of the character of these sword immortals who bear grudges.

Luckily, the Xuantian sword intent didn't act recklessly in front of Master Wangshu and disappeared for the moment, as if just now it was really Li Fan and his right hand having a bout of split personality.

A cultivator naturally has their own fated methods. Master Wangshu didn't ask more questions and, having chosen the initial cultivation techniques, flew with Li Fan toward her dwelling.

Her dwelling was atop a soaring peak, where there was a crescent-shaped Ice Pool at the summit. From afar, one could see cold mists rising in dense clouds, the pool's water deep blue as ink, unfathomably deep.

Master Wangshu led Li Fan to a small water pavilion floating on the surface of the pool, and called into the courtyard, "Fuling."

"My lady, you're back..."

Out of the pavilion, lifting the pearl curtains, came a woman in the prime of her beauty with hair coiled in a bun and a face framed in ornamental hairpins. With the adornment of flowers and gold branches on her head and painted rouge and colored clouds upon her cheeks, her face was already stunningly beautiful. Dressed up, she looked even more like a lady than the lady herself.

Her demeanor carried a hint of languidness, likely having just risen from her bed, with a large-sleeved garment of dark silk cascading over her smooth, jade-like shoulders, revealing her beautiful shoulders and collarbones. Down below, she seemed to wear only a flesh-colored, trailing long gown. Barefooted on the floorboards, one could almost glimpse her beautiful, plump figure through the thin silk gown.

Ah~~~ Hiss~~~

'Li Fan's mood has increased by 1 point.'

'Xuantian sword intent suggests the host to focus on cultivating the mind; at such a young age, don't lose your virgin boy's body, it will hinder your cultivation. The system also agrees.'

Both of you shut up for me!

"This is Qingyue, the disciple assigned to me by the sect leader. Please settle her in,"

"Yes, my lady," Fuling cast a glance at Li Fan from a distance, lowered her head and slightly bent her body as a sign of greeting.

Master Wangshu then said to Li Fan, "Fuling has served by my side since she was young and is like a sister to me. Qingyue, you must not neglect her."

"Yes, I've met Sister Fuling," Li Fan, being someone keen on looks, of course wouldn't neglect her.

"It's not early tonight; you should go rest now. Tomorrow I'll instruct you in cultivation," Master Wangshu nodded with satisfaction and began to remove her crown, opening her moon robe, and casually ripped off her undergarments, tossing them aside. In the blink of an eye, she was naked, striding towards the Ice Pool.

Li Fan stood gaping at the side.

'Li Fan's mood has increased by 1 point.'

Meanwhile, Fuling came over swaying her hips, picking up the light garments and ornaments scattered on the floor, "My lady, our Bamboo Sect teaches righteousness and pleasure. What you're doing is almost going too far..."

Master Wangshu, swimming joyously in the Ice Pool like a white fish, laughed loudly and sang, "Oh! The dance is so wild, the yellow words so profound, the Supreme God does not abide forever, nine exist that will perish. When the Supreme God is not propitious, he brings down a hundred calamities, and that house will surely be destroyed and laid to waste."

"Alas, you perceive the great Dao, I can't argue with you," Fuling wiped her arms across the Dao robe she held and it disappeared into a jade bracelet on her wrist. Turning her head to see Li Fan whose eyes were practically popping out, she asked, "Do you want to go for a swim too?"

Li Fan unconsciously nodded, then recoiled and immediately shook his head.

Fuling showed little emotion on her face, as if not caring, "You can only enter the Ice Pool for cultivation after you've built your foundation. This pool is filled with elixir formed from Xuanming's breath, which is very beneficial for cultivating the Dao womb. Your body can't handle it yet. Come with me."

Really can't handle it, that's truly beyond me...

Li Fan was almost on the verge of nose-bleeding, too embarrassed to glance anymore at Lady Wangshu swimming back, he quickly followed the voluptuous Fuling into the pavilion. Following behind, he could clearly see that the flesh-colored silk dress was crumpled underneath Fuling from sitting, plainly outlining the shape of peach-like buttocks, trembling with each step...

Aye yai yai... can't handle it, can't handle it...

'Li Fan's mood has increased by 1 point.'