93: Chapter 93 Master, I want to learn this!

On the other side, inside the bamboo cottage of Qinghan Peak.

Zhao Ruoan had a long and exhausting dream.

In the dream, he returned to his past life and was reduced to a 996 corporate slave rushing about day in and day out.

The piercing alarm clock, the crowded subway, endless work, and endless PUA; endless exhaustion and a sense of suffocation wrapped around him layer by layer, almost completely crushing him.

Just as he was on the verge of collapse, a wisp of clear, warm aura slowly seeped into his mind and soul, pulling him out of the deep nightmare.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what met his sight was the familiar bamboo roof, while his nose was lingering with a faint, serene, and refreshing cold fragrance.

"I... am back?"

Zhao Ruoan gently moved his fingers and felt that his whole body was filled with strength and completely comfortable.

All his previous injuries, fatigue, and spirit power deficiencies had completely dissipated without a trace, and even his cultivation had faintly improved by another level compared to before.

His Meridians became increasingly tough and broad, and the Dantian spirit power became increasingly condensed and pure.

The most pleasant surprise was his Divine Soul. Having undergone burning overdraft and immortal power nourishment, it actually completed a transformation of breaking and then standing, becoming increasingly solid, profound, powerful, and stable.

"You're awake?"

A cold yet soft female voice sounded beside him.

Zhao Ruoan turned his head to look and saw Yun Qinghan sitting cross-legged not far away, her plain clothes untainted by the mortal world and her appearance peerless, just like before.

However, he acutely noticed that there was a hint of indescribable, complicated emotion in Revered Master's gaze toward him.

"Revered Master!"

Zhao Ruoan quickly propped up his body, wanting to get out of bed and bow.

"Just lie down, your injuries have not yet completely stabilized." Yun Qinghan spoke faintly, her tone peaceful.

"This Disciple thanks Revered Master for saving my life!" Zhao Ruoan's expression was sincere, filled with gratitude.

He knew very well that if Revered Master had not arrived in time, he would have long since died and his Dao would have vanished, turning into the dust of heaven and earth.

"You are my Disciple; protecting you and saving you is only proper." Yun Qinghan's joy or anger could not be heard, and her tone shifted slightly, carrying a bit of mild reproach. "Instead, you have become increasingly bold. All alone, you dared to face the entire Demonic Path army directly."

Hearing the rebuke in her words, Zhao Ruoan quickly shrank his neck and whispered in defense, "This Disciple had no choice at the time. I couldn't just watch my fellow sect members die in battle and the mining area fall..."

"So you burned your Divine Soul and essential blood, fighting with your life?" Yun Qinghan's tone raised slightly, carrying a bit more severity. "Do you know that if your talent and Foundation weren't exceptionally blessed by heaven, you would have completely become a crippled person this time, with no possibility of cultivating ever again?"

"This Disciple knows my mistake." Zhao Ruoan obediently lowered his head to admit his mistake, not daring to talk back in the slightest.

Looking at his well-behaved and submissive appearance, the anger in Yun Qinghan's heart quietly dissipated by more than half.

She gently sighed, her tone slowing down: "The Burning God Scorching Heaven Art is too overbearing and harmful to the body. From now on, unless it is a life-or-death desperate situation, you are strictly forbidden to use it again."

"Yes! This Disciple will keep Revered Master's teachings in mind!" Zhao Ruoan nodded repeatedly.

He was truly afraid. That sense of powerlessness where his whole body's Origin was completely drained and he was on the verge of death—he never wanted to experience it a second time in this lifetime.

"However." Yun Qinghan changed the subject, a trace of faint approval flashing across the depths of her eyes, "You did very well this time."

"Ah?" Zhao Ruoan was slightly startled, not reacting for a moment.

"Calm in the face of danger, courageous and resourceful. First stabilizing the situation in the mining area and comforting fellow Disciples, then going into battle alone and buying time to win a good opportunity for me to reinforce." Yun Qinghan rarely spoke so many words, every word earnest. "What is most rare is that you guarded the original heart of a Cultivator, guarding the backbone and dignity of a Qingxuan Sect Disciple."

"With a powerful enemy before you, you never retreated half a step, nor did you ever push your fellow Disciples out to block disasters and avoid danger. This Heart-Nature is extremely rare."

Hearing Revered Master praise him personally, Zhao Ruoan felt a surge of joy in his heart and couldn't help chuckling foolishly, his tone carrying a bit of flattery: "It is all thanks to Revered Master's proper guidance!"

"Less flattery."

Yun Qinghan gave him a sideways glance, her gaze shifting and her charm stirring slightly, adding a trace of mortal warmth to her cold and untainted temperament, which made Zhao Ruoan dazed for a second.

Immediately, she raised her hand to take out an archaic Jade Slip from her storage ring, handing it before Zhao Ruoan.

"What is this?" Zhao Ruoan took it with doubt.

"Your Divine Soul was damaged this time. Although it has been repaired, it ultimately left behind subtle hidden dangers." Yun Qinghan slowly explained, "This Jade Slip records the immortal-grade Divine Soul Cultivation Technique 'Supreme Contemplation Scripture'. If you Cultivate diligently, you can completely make up for the Divine Soul deficiency, allowing the power of the Divine Soul to climb to new heights and become increasingly condensed."

Immortal-grade Divine Soul Cultivation Technique!

Zhao Ruoan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart was overjoyed!

Within the cultivation world, Cultivation Techniques focusing mainly on the Divine Soul were already extremely scarce, and those that could reach the immortal grade were even rarer than phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, hard to find for ten thousand pieces of gold!

"Many thanks for Revered Master's generous bestowal!" Zhao Ruoan was so excited he almost jumped up, carefully putting away the Jade Slip close to his body and treating it like a precious treasure.

"There is one more item."

Yun Qinghan raised her hand once more, and a long sword quietly appeared in her palm.

The sword body was entirely ice-blue and clear, flowing with specks of starlight like a revolving galaxy, peerlessly beautiful. As soon as the sword body came out, the temperature of the entire bamboo cottage dropped abruptly, and a biting chill silently pervaded.

"This sword is named ice soul, an Immortal Artifact I casually refined in my early years." Yun Qinghan handed the long sword over. "You mainly Cultivate Sword Intent, yet you have always lacked a handy weapon. I give this sword to you. It contains Origin extreme cold Qi, which can burst forth on its own in critical moments, often catching the enemy by surprise and winning."

Immortal Artifact! Another top-tier supreme treasure!

Zhao Ruoan's breathing suddenly hurried, and his heart was incomparably shocked.

At this moment, he fully understood what it meant to have a powerful backing.

Having an Immortal Emperor Revered Master, the treatment was simply Heaven-Defying!

Healing was done with top-tier Immortal Pills, the Cultivation Technique was a scarce immortal-grade one, and the weapon was even an out-of-print Immortal Artifact!

Ask the entire Qingxuan Sect, or even the entire Cang Prefecture, who could have such treatment?

He stroked the sword body of the ice soul admiringly, and a natural sense of Bloodline connection spontaneously arose, with an exceptional degree of compatibility.

"That's right, Revered Master!" Zhao Ruoan's eyes suddenly lit up, looking at Yun Qinghan with sparkling eyes and full of admiration, "That last sword strike of yours was simply too cool!"

As he spoke, he gestured with dance and footwork, full of enthusiasm: "It went 'whoosh', a blue light cut across the sky, and then with a 'boom', whatever absolute kill grand array, Spirit Pill, or Devil Head, all turned into ice chips and flying ash! It was simply invincible!"

Looking at his appearance of making a fuss over nothing with starry eyes, Yun Qinghan's cold lips curved upwards imperceptibly.

"Revered Master, Revered Master!" Zhao Ruoan hurriedly leaned forward, full of anticipation, "What is this Move called? Will you teach it to me, please? I want to learn it too!"

At this moment, he had completely figured it out: the Burning God Scorching Heaven Art that desperately burned Origin before was purely a crooked path, harmful to the body and shortening one's life.

A true top-tier Divine Ability should belong to Revered Master's kind of screen-clearing, damage-free, and invincible ultimate Move with a single sword strike! It was both overbearing and secure!

Looking at his hopeful appearance, Yun Qinghan was silent for a moment, then gently shook her head.

"You can't learn it."

"Why?" Zhao Ruoan instantly became unconvinced, puffing out his chest and raising his head, "This Disciple has an immortal-grade ninth-rank talent, plus top-tier Comprehension Ability blessings! There is no Cultivation Technique or Divine Ability that I cannot learn!"

"Because," Yun Qinghan's gaze was clear as she spoke earnestly, "for that sword strike, I did not use any Move at all."

"Ah?" Zhao Ruoan was instantly dumbfounded, blankly uncomprehending, "No Move used? Then... then what was it?"

Yun Qinghan faintly spat out two words.

"Basic attack."