"A world-shaking creation indeed, if only I had more time to understand it. Unfortunately, such defiant cultivation came to me too late, and I don’t have the luxury to study it slowly." After a night passed, Ye Xiaofan finally gave up, feeling deeply affected.

Now that he is at the peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm, once he steps into the True Self Realm, integration will be entirely impossible. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He sighed deeply.

Ye Xiaofan slowly stood up, gazing towards Spirit Peak No. 4, realizing he still needed to go there to swiftly cultivate the "He Yuan Technique", seeing as time is certainly not on his side.

With this thought in mind, Ye Xiaofan let out a bitter smile, threw a casual glance at the still meditating Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen, and stepped out of the dense forest, then soared into the sky towards the peak of Spirit Peak No. 4.

As dawn broke.

"Luo Sister, Junior Brother Ye Xiaofan has arrived as agreed, may I know if it’s convenient for you?"

Ye Xiaofan landed outside the exquisite courtyard of the pavilion, and slightly bowed, his voice slowly carrying inside.

Not long after.

"Junior Brother Ye, Sister Luo has been waiting for quite some time. In the future, you need not announce your arrival beforehand," Luo Qingxian’s melodious voice slowly echoed, as captivating as ever.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan steadied his mind and followed the call, stepping into the air.

When he arrived at the familiar fairyland-like courtyard from yesterday, the scene was as familiar as ever: the garden with blooming flowers, swirling peach blossoms in the sky, streams flowing beneath bridges, butterfly shadows among peaks, and a fragrant air all around.

Entering for the second time, Ye Xiaofan still felt as if he had stepped into a maiden’s chamber, inexplicably entranced.

Fortunately, his resolve was strong enough. He quickly harnessed a trace of spiritual power to stabilize his thoughts, then slowly walked towards the familiar flower beds.

However, upon seeing that breathtaking silhouette, even Ye Xiaofan, who had seen her once before, found himself briefly distracted—the otherworldly beauty was so striking it seemed impossible to belong to the human realm.

At this moment, Luo Qingxian was dressed the same as yesterday, gently caressing the tea utensils, her beautiful eyes slightly moved, seemingly able to enchant men’s souls.

Ye Xiaofan stopped a short distance from the tea table and slightly bowed to Luo Qingxian: "Greetings, Luo Sister."

Luo Qingxian lifted her beautiful eyes at the sound and smiled charmingly: "Junior Brother Ye, have a taste. Compared to yesterday, has Sister’s tea artistry improved?"

She spoke, lightly brushing her jade fingers, and a cup of tea slowly flew towards Ye Xiaofan.

Looking at the steaming tea before him, Ye Xiaofan felt as if she had already decided his fate: "Sister has confidently prepared for me to excel, even the tea is ready?"

Luo Qingxian’s laughter sounded even more beautiful, yet before she could reply.

"Ahem!"

On the side, Luo Qingchen, reclining lazily, raised his eyebrows and feigned a cough, seemingly intent on drawing their attention.

Ye Xiaofan responded seemingly unaffected, not waiting for Luo Qingxian to speak, he slightly bowed again and said: "Thank you, Sister, for enlightening me. The ’He Yuan Technique’ is indeed as Sister described, figuring it out alone in a short period is no easy task."

"Junior Brother Ye, being of the same sect, easing your worries is what Sister should do, as for whether integration is possible, how much can be integrated depends on Junior Brother’s comprehension," Luo Qingxian said earnestly.

She actually knew that Ye Xiaofan’s pursuit of excellence was because the "He Yuan Technique" contained many areas he hadn’t delved into. As his Sister, she could only help address these shortcomings. But whether integration was possible, and how much could be integrated, relied on personal comprehension.

However, when mentioning comprehension, there was an almost indiscernible ripple in Luo Qingxian’s beautiful eyes.

She keenly observed yesterday’s sparring match between Ye Xiaofan and Luo Qingchen with their sword intents. Though comprehension of sword intent doesn’t fully demonstrate one’s comprehension talent, it indeed offers a glimpse—his comprehension was likely extraordinarily formidable, not far from hers.

Ye Xiaofan nodded slightly at her words, with her already expressing the intent to help, naturally, there was no need for formalities—he gladly accepted.

Yet, their conversation left Luo Qingchen feeling uncomfortable; being directly ignored by two people was quite irritating.

What aggravated his frustration further was that, despite his earnest coughing, his sister and that fellow seemed to act as if he were invisible, which made Luo Qingchen instantly impatient.

"Ye Xiaofan, can you not see there’s a living person sitting here? Why greet Sister but not Brother?" Luo Qingchen straightened his posture, attempting to project an air of brotherly authority.

However, in the next moment.

Ye Xiaofan turned to him indifferently, and casually said: "Brother?"

Ye Xiaofan scanned the surroundings, pretended to be puzzled, and said: "Apart from Luo Sister and me, is there someone else here? I don’t see any traces of another brother."

Right after Ye Xiaofan spoke, Luo Qingchen stared at him in disbelief, his eyes wide with confusion.

Here I am, a conspicuous presence, are you blind?

Facing Luo Qingchen’s stunned expression, Ye Xiaofan opted to ignore it, having already learned much about him from Mo Shiyi, including character traits and interests—making it seem not as difficult as imagined to discern him.

With this in mind, Ye Xiaofan initially feigned confusion, then said as if suddenly realizing: "The brother you’re speaking of wouldn’t happen to be yourself, right?"

This time it was Luo Qingchen, with a look full of questions, who stared blankly at Ye Xiaofan.

Ye Xiaofan took the opportunity and continued: "Little Luo, have you perhaps mistaken your own position?"

As soon as the words ’Little Luo’ were spoken.

Luo Qingchen was completely dumbfounded.