The next morning, although the sky had just brightened, Ye Fan was already sweating profusely from training on the grass outside the mansion. He had even taken off his clothes.
With Ye Fan's physical strength, to be sweating like this, one could see how much energy he had consumed.
Ever since he found out about the existence of the clan, Ye Fan didn't seem to have changed much on the surface, but the pressure in his heart had suddenly increased by a lot. Naturally, he had to train even harder.
Moreover, hearing from Ling Qingfeng yesterday that he was born to practice the sword gave Ye Fan a hint of inspiration.
Of course, Ye Fan wouldn't really go and take Ling Qingfeng as his master. However, that old man had been studying the way of the sword his entire life. Not to mention how deep his understanding of the way of the sword was, he was definitely very familiar with some of the basic requirements of practicing the sword.
Ye Fan felt that what Ling Qingfeng said was probably true. A very simple reason was that every time Ye Fan used his sword techniques, he would feel extremely comfortable. Compared to other fist intents and palm intents, he was much more comfortable using the sword intent.
Could it be that the reason why he was able to quickly learn the Ancient Sword Technique and comprehend the new realm of ancient martial arts from the Ancient Sword Technique was really because he happened to be suitable for the path of the sword?
Ye Fan felt that if he wasn't sure, he might as well give it a try. In the future, other than using his "Mad Demon Dance" to train his body, he would also practice the sword.
Comprehending the sword intent, pondering the way to use the sword intent, and cultivating the basic skills of the Ancient Sword Technique. If he could improve significantly, it would mean that he was on the right path.
At Ye Fan's current level, finding a master to guide him was actually meaningless. It was also very difficult to find a master of this level. He had to choose a suitable cultivation path for himself.
Only by walking the right path would one be able to progress at a godly speed. This was the conclusion that Ye Fan came to three years ago after crippling his cultivation and starting from scratch.
First, his physical talent was good, and he could walk the path of external cultivation. He had already walked the right path and successfully comprehended the power of heaven and earth.
Next, he had to choose a more suitable path when he used the power of heaven and earth. Whether it was fists, swords, or other offensive methods, Ye Fan had been trying to figure it out.
"Ye Fan!" It's time to eat! You're still training?! "
Aunt Jiang's voice sounded. Only then did Ye Fan realize that he had unknowingly practiced for a long time.
He responded with a smile, put on his clothes, and walked home.
Siu Qingxue was already eating. Women still wouldn't wake up early to practice on weekdays, but the bloodline talent in her body had increased quite quickly.
Seeing that Ye Fan was drenched in sweat, Su Qingxue frowned and said, "Hubby, you've been training too hard recently. Go take a bath, it's all sweaty."
"Hehe, I'll wash up after eating." Ye Fan sat down first, took a bowl of porridge from Aunt Jiang and started gulping it down.
Suddenly, he discovered that there was still a glass jar beside Su Qingxue, and inside was the little black turtle.
"Wife, why did you bring the little turtle down?" Ye Fan asked.
"I want to take Mo Mo to the office. I spend more time in the office, so it's convenient for me to take care of it. Moreover, I have a bigger vat there, so it can be its new home." Su Qingxue smiled.
Ye Fan couldn't help but smile. This woman had even given the black turtle a name, Mo Mo. Speaking of that vat, it was naturally the black basin that Su Qingxue had asked for from the demolished households. It was originally used to raise goldfish.
Originally, it was used by women to raise flowers, but now it had a new use. It complemented the color of the little turtle.
It seemed that Su Qingxue was very attentive towards the little turtle that "Tong Hui Zhen" left behind.
"Wife, I won't be going to work today. I'm going to the orphanage. President Li isn't feeling well, so I have to go see her." Ye Fan only found out after receiving the message from Du Yun'er last night.
"Where are you feeling unwell? Is it serious?" Su Qingxue also asked with concern.
"I'm not sure yet. Maybe it's because of the ruckus caused by Song Xinghe last time. I'm too old to recover in a short period of time." Ye Fan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll go take a look. It shouldn't be a big problem."
Su Qingxue thought for a moment and said, "Coincidentally, help me give the doll you got last time to Tuan Tuan. Remember to tell her that I gave it to her."
Only then did Ye Fan remember that the woman still had a gift for Xiao Tuan, which he had obtained by shooting an arrow.
"Wife, since you like her so much, why don't we adopt her?" Ye Fan said happily.
"Hmph, you wish. You haven't proposed to me yet, and you haven't officially held a wedding, yet you want to have a child first?" Su Qingxue rolled her eyes at him.
Ye Fan embarrassedly rubbed his head, "It seems like the order is a bit out of order …"
"You, it's fine if you don't even have a gift on Valentine's Day, but you still want to take advantage of me." Su Qingxue pretended to be angry.
Ye Fan had an innocent face, "Wife, after that incident on Valentine's Day, you're in a bad mood. Even if I have a gift, I wouldn't dare to give it to you!"
"Then do you have a gift or not?" Su Qingxue asked.
"Err …" Ye Fan smiled mysteriously, "Yes, at noon, after I return to the company from the orphanage, I'll take you to see the gift."
Su Qingxue's eyes were filled with anticipation, "Are you for real? If I don't like it, then it doesn't count."
Ye Fan bitterly smiled, "Alright, alright, my wife, you have the final say."
After breakfast, the couple drove away from home, and Ye Fan headed straight for the Ivy League Orphanage.
Arriving at the orphanage, Ye Fan first gave the big doll to the group. The little girl liked to sleep late, and not long after she woke up, she received a big gift with a brilliant expression.
When he found out that Su Qingxue was the one who gave it to her, he became even happier. However, he was still a little disappointed that he didn't see his beautiful sister.
Ye Fan didn't expect that unknowingly, Su Qingxue and Tuan Tuan's relationship would be quite familiar. It seemed that after returning home, he would have to let Su Qingxue come and see the little guy. Otherwise, this little guy would be too pitiful.
Walking into Dean Li's office, he found the old man bent over his desk, wearing reading glasses and reading the newspaper.
"Ye Fan? "Why are you here so early?" Dean Li asked with a smile.
Dean Li's expression was indeed a lot worse. Ye Fan couldn't help but ask worriedly, "I heard from Yun'er that you're not feeling well. Dean, should I take your pulse?"
Actually, President Li had been getting thinner recently, but the old man was stubborn and refused to accept the examination.
"Hey, I'm fine. It's just a small problem. I'll be fine in a few days." President Li smiled and shook his head, "Yun'er, that girl, I told her not to tell you, but she refused to listen."
However, the more Ye Fan looked at him, the more he felt that something was wrong. It was one thing for President Li to be thin before, but now, his complexion was too poor. Although he wasn't an experienced Chinese medicine practitioner, he was still a doctor.
"Dean, if you don't let me take your pulse today, then at least let me take you to the hospital for a checkup. Otherwise, I won't be at ease." Ye Fan said seriously.
"Hey, silly child, I already said there's no need." President Li slowly stood up and walked to the door, "Come, I'll show you the construction site. Our new orphanage building is progressing smoothly. In the second half of this year, we'll be able to move into the new …"
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