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Xi Yuanrong looked at Lin Yuan ahead, her mind unable to calm for a long time.
When she first met him, he was just a rural boy who didn't even know about martial realms.
But how long has it been since then? His strength has reached such a level, and his speed of improvement is something even the disciples of top family sects might only achieve.
"When I initially assessed his talent, it seemed mediocre. Could it be that he possesses a physique I've never seen?" Xi Yuanrong pondered, "Never mind, I can't waste his talent. The Fire Crow Sect is such a low-level sect with a limited number of condensed acupoints, I wonder to what extent Lin Yuan has reached."
Xi Yuanrong nodded slightly, a divine light flashing in her eyes: "Release your aura."
Of course, Lin Yuan complied with Xi Yuanrong's instruction.
Slightly lowering himself, the qi within him surged relentlessly, like waves of scorching heat continually beating the surroundings.
Yet, as the aura reached Xi Yuanrong, it was dispersed by an invisible fluctuation.
After carefully feeling the intensity of Lin Yuan's aura, her recently calmed mind began to ripple again.
Lin Yuan's foundation was deeper than she had expected.
"That's enough." Xi Yuanrong's sallow face showed little expression as she nodded, "Strive to enter the Hundred Cities Genius List as soon as possible. That way, you can earn the wolf-level seed title of the Qu Xiang Sect."
"By the way, since your strength matches that of Lingyuan, the speed of your acupoint condensation must be slowing down," Xi Yuanrong said with a slight smile, suddenly producing a book, "This is a cultivation technique I prepared for you. The limit of acupoint condensation can reach about 230, and it's quite suitable for your current technique, enough for your current stage."
Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows, reaching out to take it. His gaze swept over the four characters 'Purple Sun Light Image Scripture' written on it.
"Thank you."
Lin Yuan didn't refuse, putting it into his system and once again clasping his hands in salute.
"Be careful not to reveal your identity," Xi Yuanrong softly reminded him before turning and leaving the room.
"The Purple Sun Light Image Scripture?"
Lin Yuan sat down again, took a sip of tea, but was thinking about the cultivation technique.
"I wonder if it can further enhance my Great Sun True Intent absorption speed?"
After finishing the cup of tea, Lin Yuan didn't linger, got back on his carriage, and headed towards the martial academy.
The carriage was quite fast, and soon they entered the gates of the martial academy.
Arriving on a familiar road, he looked at the plaque reading 'Lin Residence'; even his mindset wavered slightly.
He stepped in, where the steward was directing the servants. Upon seeing Lin Yuan's face, he was startled and immediately bowed his head, calling out "Master."
"Where is the lady?"
"In the martial field of the back garden."
Lin Yuan nodded slightly, thinking of Zhu Lingshan's appearance, feeling a bit anxious inside.
In no time, he hurried into the garden.
Today, Zhu Lingshan was dressed in a black training outfit, the collar and hem adorned with a few red plum blossom embroideries. Her exquisite figure looked quite striking.
She was practicing a set of movements, her technique graceful like a butterfly dancing among flowers, extremely elegant.
And beside her, Xiaoyun was embroidering, her expression very focused.
Seeing the master and servant in such a serene and natural setting, Lin Yuan's restless heart also calmed down. After battling outside for so long, seeing Zhu Lingshan and Xiaoyun so peaceful and natural was exactly what he wished for in his heart.
"Ahem!"
Lin Yuan gently coughed, suddenly breaking the tranquility of the garden.
"Ah!"
Xiaoyun exclaimed, her embroidery needle pricking her fingertip. But she stared at the lean man with joy in her eyes, "Young, young master, you're back."
Lin Yuan smiled, walked forward, ruffled her hair, making her delicate hair accessories a mess.
Yet Xiaoyun didn't complain, like a puppy waiting for its owner's caress, extremely satisfied.
Lin Yuan laughed heartily and turned to look at the woman who had sheathed her long sword.
Zhu Lingshan's fair face was full of joy: "Senior brother, you're back!"
Lin Yuan softly responded and then opened his arms.
Zhu Lingshan, like a swallow returning to the woods, took two or three steps and instantly hugged Lin Yuan tightly.
Lin Yuan's hands also wrapped securely around her delicate body, only feeling a refreshing fragrance entering his nostrils. This incomparable tranquility and peace made his mind completely relax.
After embracing for a moment, Lin Yuan cupped Zhu Lingshan's small face with his hands, lightly kissed her forehead, and, looking into her moist eyes, teased: "Did you miss me?"
Zhu Lingshan's face flushed, but she still softly replied, "Hmm."
"Hahaha."
Lin Yuan felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction rising in his heart, and before he knew it, his big hand rested on her perky bottom.
"Ah!"
Zhu Lingshan cried out as if shocked: "Up to mischief again!"
She suddenly pushed Lin Yuan away, her face blushing.
And next to them, Xiaoyun, sucking her finger, dumbly watched the scene unfold: "The young master just pinched, pinched where?"
Subsequently, under Zhu Lingshan's arrangement, Lin Yuan refreshed himself and changed into a long robe prepared for him. The azure robe naturally exuded the aura of a gentleman like jade, making Zhu Lingshan and Xiaoyun smile broadly.
After lunch, Lin Yuan didn't linger, heading out the door.
Upon returning, he naturally needed to report to the Master with the Long Brows. Moreover, the Master had paved the way for him and was waiting for his return.
Returning nearly a month later than expected, he didn't know if he missed the opportunity. Hopefully, he did, or if not, it wouldn't matter.
Not long after, he arrived at the residence of the Long Brows Master.
Upon entering, a clever servant quickly summoned Steward Xue.
"Master Lin, you actually returned?" Steward Xue rushed in, his voice trembling.
"I'm back, is it so surprising?" Lin Yuan asked with a slight curiosity.
"No, no. Hahaha, Master Lin, it's good that you're back, really good," Steward Xue, thrilled at seeing the person, nonetheless calmed his excitement, "Please wait a moment, I'll go inform the Master."
Steward Xue bowed, "You returned just in time. If it were a day later, the Master might have left."
Lin Yuan nodded and watched Steward Xue leave.
Soon, hurried footsteps sounded, and the Long Brows Master entered the hall, face full of excitement.
"Lin Yuan, you're, alright?" Standing at the entrance, even the Long Brows Master's eyebrows trembled.
Hearing that Lin Yuan returned whole and healed, he could hardly believe it, only thinking it's good to be alive.
But seeing Lin Yuan return completely intact deeply shook him.
"Master." Lin Yuan clasped his fists, respectfully saying, "I just returned today, it was a bit late, please do not be displeased!"
"Hahaha." Hearing this, the Long Brows Master immediately laughed, "Displeased? Why would I be displeased with you? Being able to escape from beneath the hands of Lingyuan, with such skill, I'm just pleased."
Saying this, the Long Brows Master suppressed his excitement: "By the way, how did you escape from that person's hands?"