Chapter 109: Fang Wuqi’s Master
“Yes. This disciple indeed had an important matter and wished to request Senior Brother Fang’s assistance.”
Long Tao forcibly steadied himself, doing his best to ignore the absurd remark that had slipped out earlier, and replied with his head lowered in respect.
This Golden Core female cultivator had a loud, clear voice, a straightforward manner of speech, and a bright smile that inspired no trace of dislike.
Long Tao continued, “This disciple, Long Tao, is currently at—”
“Oh! So you’re Long Tao!” The female cultivator’s eyes lit up as she cut him off.
“You’re that Qi-Refining kid who charged into the secret realm before, right? Fine, co over.”
Before he could react, a sturdy arm had already wrapped around his shoulders.
The scene before his eyes abruptly blurred, and by the ti his vision cleared, the two of them were already standing in a tranquil garden.
Long Tao clicked his tongue inwardly—this was already the second day in a row that a Golden Core True Person had carried him through instantaneous movent.
These past two days had truly broadened his horizons.
“Wuqi! Soone’s here to see you!”
Before Long Tao could ask about her identity, Fang Wuqi’s voice ca from the other end of the corridor.
“Master, didn’t we agree that you’d let
study chess manuals at this hour in the afternoon? Why—” Before he finished speaking, he caught sight of Long Tao, and his face imdiately broke into a smile.
“Junior Brother Long? What brings you here?”
From Fang Wuqi’s form of address, Long Tao imdiately understood—this forthright female cultivator was actually his master, Yan Zhuying! This senior sister was no ordinary figure.
She was currently the strongest cultivator in the sect when it ca to practicing the Red Blood Bridal Gown Art, and it was said she even had so distant familial ties to the legendary senior Yan Nanf ei.
She was a genuine contemporary grandmaster of the martial path!
“Hahaha, Wuqi, look!” Yan Zhuying laughed heartily.
“This kid is really interesting. The first ti we t, he said I was a handso and beautiful older sister.” She turned toward Long Tao and blinked mischievously.
“Little Long Tao, go on—tell . Exactly where am I beautiful?”
“Obviously these legs!” Long Tao blurted out without thinking.
“Those perfect muscle lines are a rare work of art in this world. After seeing Senior’s legs, every other woman’s legs look like dry stalks and withered branches to this disciple—utterly tasteless… mmph!”
The words had barely left his mouth when he realized sothing was terribly wrong.
He hurriedly covered his mouth, staring in embarrassnt at the two people who were struggling not to burst out laughing.
“Hahahahaha!” Yan Zhuying laughed so hard she bent forward and backward.
“Wuqi, did you hear that? This kid isn’t just interesting—he’s got good taste too! You really should make more friends like this in the future.”
“Master, please stop teasing him,” Fang Wuqi said helplessly, shaking his head.
He turned to the flushed Long Tao and explained, “Junior Brother Long, don’t panic. My master’s aura is powerful, and when combined with a certain cultivation thod she created herself, the pressure around her body affects those with lower cultivation, making them unconsciously speak their true thoughts. She often jokes with other disciples like this.”
“S-so that’s how it is…”
“Still, soone like you—whose first reaction upon eting my master was to praise her muscles—is indeed rare,” Fang Wuqi said with a faint smile at the corner of his lips.
“No wonder she’s so happy.”
Long Tao stole a glance at Yan Zhuying and saw that she truly was beaming with joy, yet he felt not the slightest bit pleased.
Having his inner thoughts blurted out so directly was simply too humiliating.
If it were a man, perhaps it would be fine—but the other party was a woman, and worse still, Senior Brother Fang’s master.
At this mont, he was so embarrassed he did not dare lift his head at all.
“You child—just now you were so forthright when speaking your heart. Why are you suddenly acting shy now?” Yan Zhuying examined Long Tao with keen interest.
“Who taught you to be so restrained? Do you have a master?”
“This disciple currently… is a registered disciple of True Person Shi Manyu.”
“Manyu?” Yan Zhuying raised an eyebrow.
“Then you really shouldn’t be like this. She speaks even more directly than I do.” She rubbed her chin, her gaze roaming over Long Tao.
“With your temperant, you clearly aren’t bound by worldly conventions at heart. You should really be cultivating the martial path under . What a pity… Oh right, didn’t you have sothing to discuss with Wuqi? Go ahead and say it now.”
At this mont, Fang Wuqi had also reined in his smile and was looking at Long Tao with curiosity.
“Senior Brother Fang, I have an idea…”
Long Tao succinctly explained his plan to establish a comntary position during the Sect Grand Competition, as well as his awareness of his own insufficient ability and his reason for coming to seek Fang Wuqi’s help.
As he spoke, the master and disciple’s eyes grew brighter and brighter, clearly intrigued by this novel idea.
“Comntary?” Fang Wuqi mused.
“That is indeed a fresh concept. Usually when people watch matches from below, there are always those who habitually explain things to those around them. But what you’re describing, Junior Brother Long—a dedicated platform with amplification devices to explain to everyone present—this really is the first I’ve heard of it.”
“Wuqi! This task is interesting!” Yan Zhuying laughed as she crossed her arms.
“Ever since you took first place, I can tell you’ve always had the Grand Competition on your mind. Since you can’t participate directly, taking part in this kind of role isn’t bad at all.”
“Since Master has already said so…” Fang Wuqi smiled helplessly and turned to Long Tao.
“I agree. However, Junior Brother Long, the Sect Grand Competition is no small matter. To suddenly arrange such a prominent and important position—have you obtained approval from above?”
“Ah, Senior Brother, don’t worry. I’ve already persuaded True Person Shi, and she agreed.”
Only then did Fang Wuqi’s expression fully relax.
“If even True Person Shi has nodded, then I naturally have no objections.”
Just as Long Tao was feeling pleased that the task had progressed another step, Fang Wuqi seed to recall sothing and said solemnly,
“However, Junior Brother Long, when I do things, I either don’t do them at all, or I do them to the utmost.
This comntary role can indeed be taken on, but as you said before, you ca to
because your own ability was insufficient and you couldn’t see through those competitors’ techniques and combat routines.
That’s correct, isn’t it?”
“That is so. Does Senior Brother have further guidance?”
“I wouldn’t call it guidance. But you must also understand that even if I’m the one analyzing the techniques and arts used on the field, you can’t possibly spend the entire ti speaking nothing but light banter.
At appropriate monts, you’ll still need to offer insights related to the matches.”
“What Senior Brother says is right… Over the next month or so, I will definitely put more effort into this.”
Fang Wuqi shook his head.
“On the path of combat, theory on paper always falls short. If you truly want to understand the subtleties of the moves on the field, the best thod is to personally step into battle and spar. Actual combat is the best form of training.”
“Senior Brother Fang ans…?”
“How about this,” Fang Wuqi said with a slight smile.
“For the next month or so, whenever you have ti, co to Red Blood Peak.
My master happens to quite like you as well, so we’ll have her guide your cultivation.
Each day, you’ll also go to the martial arena and fight a few rounds.”
“How could I dare accept that!” Long Tao hurriedly declined.
“True Person Yan is a Golden Core senior—how could she trouble herself over a Qi-Refining junior like …”
Before he could finish speaking, a warm palm had already pressed down on his head.
Yan Zhuying laughed heartily.
“No problem at all! I’ve recently hit a bottleneck. I may not have much else, but I have plenty of ti. Besides, it’s been a long while since I taught a Qi-Refining disciple with Five Spiritual Roots.” She vigorously ruffled Long Tao’s hair.
“It’s settled! Long Tao—every five days, you’ll co at least three days. I’ll make sure to train you properly.”
Looking at the enthusiastic master and disciple before him, Long Tao suddenly felt that the next month or so of his life might be hellish.
But on second thought, receiving Yan Zhuying’s personal guidance was an opportunity countless people could only dream of.
And when he thought of the System’s task, he steeled his resolve.
“Then… this disciple will respectfully comply.”
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