Fang Yuan and Lin Zhaoyue had only taken a single step into the Middle Realm when a chill immediately ran down his spine.

Without hesitation, he spread his spiritual sense outward while simultaneously isolating the surrounding space.

Layers of invisible spatial barriers folded around him, separating him from the world beyond.

After that, he decided to check his surrounding, the source of the chill he felt.

The more he searchef, the more his brows furrowed.

There was no source.

Or rather...

Everywhere was the source.

The oppressive hostility seeped through the entire realm like water filling an ocean. It came from the sky above, the earth below, the distant horizon and the empty air itself.

The whole world seemed to be glaring at him.

Fang Yuan’s hand instinctively moved toward the hilt of his sword.

Before he could investigate further, Lin Zhaoyue’s voice sounded beside him.

"Husband, just wait in the other realm for a bit. I’ll have our eldest daughter refine the World Will."

Fang Yuan blinked and his attention instantly shifted.

"...Our what?"

When did we get an eldest daughter?

Unfortunately, before he could ask the obvious question, Lin Zhaoyue simply smiled.

Then she gave him a small push and the next moment Fang Yuan found himself standing exactly where he had been before entering the Middle Realm.

He stared at the empty air in front of him.

That woman really does whatever she wants.

The thought surfaced almost immediately.

The annoying part was that she was usually competent enough that nobody could argue with the results.

Shaking his head, Fang Yuan pushed the matter aside.

Since he had unexpectedly been kicked out, he might as well use the time productively.

With a thought, a translucent screen appeared before him.

[ Status ]

Host: Fang Yuan

Realm: Middle Stage Hollow Spirit Realm

Root: Heavenly Root

Hidden Physique: None

Martial Techniques:

– Swift Step Footwork (Low-Grade Black)

– Golden Shell Armor (Mid-Grade Earth)

– Tyrant’s Light Sword (High-Grade Saint)

– Thousand Face Technique (High-Grade) 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

(Has begun comprehending the Dao of Space.)

His gaze lingered briefly on Tyrant’s Light Sword.

The technique had advanced to High-Grade Saint after incorporating Spatial Cut.

Not bad.

Unfortunately, one powerful technique did not solve the underlying problem.

His arsenal was still embarrassingly small.

With a sigh, he opened the system shop.

Rows upon rows of techniques immediately appeared before him.

Heavenly Emperor Body Refinement Art.

Nine Revolutions Divine Scripture.

Myriad Star God Technique.

The names alone were enough to make ordinary cultivators drool.

Fang Yuan kept scrolling for over an hour and eventually his expression darkened.

Not because the techniques were bad.

No, no, no, it was quite the opposite, actually.

They were all excellent techniques, the problem was the prices.

Every single one required System Points, not Faith Points.

Fang Yuan felt his eye twitch.

The system had to be making fun of him, obviously.

Even the mysterious gods watching from above through their screens had probably realized how useless the system was by now.

At least Faith Points could be converted into Faith Qi.

That much was genuinely useful.

After staring at the shop for another moment, Fang Yuan finally gave up and closed the interface.

"I should just learn techniques from Master."

The words had barely left his mouth when a familiar fragrance drifted through the air.

Standing a short distance away was a stunning woman dressed in flowing robes, her presence elegant and detached, as though she stood half a step outside the world itself.

Fang Yuan’s eyes widened slightly.

"Master? What are you doing here?"

Yet instead of answering, Zhao Lusi stared at him.

A faint frown appeared between her brows.

"You can see me?"

"Huh?"

Fang Yuan immediately realized what she meant as she was hiding within the void.

Normally, even Hollow Spirit cultivators would have difficulty noticing her presence.

But after his recent enlightenment into the Dao of Space, the endless darkness of the void no longer concealed anything from him.

To his eyes, it was as clear as broad daylight.

"Yes, Master."

Fang Yuan answered honestly.

The frown on Zhao Lusi’s face deepened slightly.

With one step, she stopped directly in front of him.

"Don’t resist."

Before Fang Yuan could ask why, a stream of spiritual qi entered his body.

The energy flowed through his meridians, circled his dantian, and swept across every corner of his cultivation.

Fang Yuan remained still and a few breaths later, Zhao Lusi withdrew her spiritual sense.

The surprise in her eyes was impossible to hide.

"That’s amazing."

A smile bloomed across her face.

"You’re already one step into the Spirit Severing Realm."

Fang Yuan blinked.

So even Master thought so.

Ever since his enlightenment into the Dao of Space, he had vaguely sensed that his cultivation had reached a peculiar state. Although his realm had not advanced, something had changed.

Now Zhao Lusi had confirmed it.

"Thank you, Master."

Zhao Lusi waved her hand dismissively.

The congratulations were genuine, but Fang Yuan quickly remembered the reason he had opened the system shop in the first place.

"Master, can you teach me any techniques?"

The smile on Zhao Lusi’s face froze.

For a moment, she looked strangely embarrassed.

Then she coughed lightly and looked away.

"No."

"...No?"

"No."

Zhao Lusi folded her arms and spoke with complete honesty.

"I may be your master, but there isn’t really anything I can teach you."

Fang Yuan stared at her.

Zhao Lusi continued,"I’m a beast tamer."

She pointed at herself.

"My fighting style is standing behind my beasts while they solve all my problems."

Fang Yuan opened his mouth, only for the words to die in his throat.

His hands twitched.

Clenching, releasing and then clenching again.

In the end, he could no longer hold back the question that had been bothering him from the very beginning.

"Then why did you even take me as your disciple?"

For the first time, Zhao Lusi looked caught off guard.

She coughed awkwardly and glanced away.

"Look, my disciple, I’m seriously injured right now after fighting that Qin Shi Huang brat. Can we discuss this later?"

Fang Yuan simply looked at her, completely unconvinced.

"Alright, alright! It’s because my sister said she’d cut off my allowance if I didn’t take a disciple.

There. Happy now?"