Although Yang Fan spoke casually, the elixirs and elixirs he took were all rare treasures that could only be found by chance. How could the crowd not understand that Yang Fan had silently paid such a huge price to help these disciples break through?
"Master …"
Seeing this, the disciples were all moved.
Sure enough, there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. The reason why they could break through their current cultivation bottlenecks so easily and directly break through to the next realm was all because of their master's silent efforts behind the scenes. He endured the backlash of using his innate divine ability.
This was really … great!
With such a master, what more could they ask for? To be able to be apprenticed to such a benevolent master in this life, what more could they ask for?
"Master, don't worry. In the future, we will cultivate diligently. We will not give up until we destroy the Monster Race!"
All the disciples present swore at the same time. They were so excited that it was as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
At the same time, Yang Fan once again received a system notification that the sect's experience points were continuously entering his account:
"Ding! Your disciple Jiang Xingchen is excited. He is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. His loyalty to the sect has greatly increased. Worship value + 1. Sect Centripetal force + 10. "
"Ding! Your disciple Sun Xiaomeng is excited. She is grateful to you. Her sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. Her loyalty to the sect has greatly increased. Worship value + 2. Sect Centripetal force + 10. "
"Ding! Your disciple Xu Guangyuan is excited. He is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased … "
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction.
A mouthful of blood, a few Emperor Grade elixirs, and 30 Sect Experience points were obtained from each disciple. This was great.
As long as he put in a little more effort, the Sect Centripetal force of these new disciples would soon reach the maximum value of 100 points.
After Yang Fan finished swallowing the medicine, he felt refreshed and stood up directly. With a face full of love, he looked at the disciples in front of him and said loudly, "Okay, okay, it's just spitting out a mouthful of blood. It's not a serious injury, there's no need to be like this."
"Our Demon-exterminating Sect has always emphasized the dual cultivation of Qi, blood, and spirit. Just now, you've only made a certain breakthrough in the areas you're most proficient in. Now, let Master help you make a breakthrough in the relatively weak areas!"
Many Martial Emperors' Spiritual Energy cultivation was still at the King Realm, and some of the weaker ones had not even broken through to the King Realm.
As for some Mental Spirit Emperors, although they were Martial Emperors, their physical bodies were only comparable to ordinary Martial Arts Grandmasters. They were very weak. If an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner got close to them, they would be seriously injured or even killed.
What did this mean in Yang Fan's eyes?
This meant that these disciples still had a lot of room for improvement, and this was the best shortcut for Yang Fan to continuously gain experience from the sect.
Of course, spitting blood and acting pitiful was also very useful. However, it might work once or twice, but it would become a cliché if it was used too often.
"Master, it's better not. You should take care of your body. We're not in a hurry!"
"Yes, Master. We've successfully broken through the biggest bottleneck in our cultivation thanks to you. You don't have to worry about the remaining small barriers. We'll do it ourselves!"
"…"
The disciples sincerely persuaded him and were actually unwilling to accept Yang Fan's gift. Obviously, the mouthful of blood that Yang Fan had just spat out had frightened them, and they couldn't bear to let Yang Fan continue to exhaust his Soul Origin for them.
Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly. What was this? Was this a self-inflicted wound or a self-inflicted wound?
He just wanted to gain more experience from the sect. Did these people have to be so nervous?
"It's fine. I know my body best. I've only exhausted some of my Soul Origin. I'll recover after eating some more supplements. You don't have to worry. Come, come, come, Master will now …"
Before Yang Fan could finish his words, he realized that these new disciples in front of him had all teleported out of the apartment at the same time and avoided him directly!
What the f * ck? How am I supposed to gain experience from this?!
"Master, this is also a show of filial piety from our Junior Brothers and Sisters. We can't bear for you to continue working so hard. You should rest more."
At this moment, An Sheng stood up and softly suggested to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan couldn't help but turn around and glare at this kid. Needless to say, these new disciples left at the same time in such an orderly manner as if they had discussed it beforehand. It was definitely An Sheng's rotten idea.
"That's right, Brother Yang Fan. No matter what, you have to take care of your body. There are priorities. You have to pay attention to the balance between work and rest!"
"Elder Yang Fan, it's not a small matter to exhaust too much of your Soul Origin. Even if you have elixirs to supplement it, you still need a process of digestion and recovery. You mustn't be too hasty. If you end up with an illness because of this, it'll be too late for regrets!"
At this moment, Lan Yuanqing, Mei Cailan, and the others also advised from the side.
Just now, the mouthful of blood that Yang Fan suddenly spat out really gave them a fright. This was the precious treasure of their Capital City. No accidents must happen to him.
At the same time.
In a secluded courtyard somewhere in the Capital City.
Li Miaocai and Ji Sicheng, who were drinking with each other, were also stunned.
"Is this real or fake? Using this kind of magical ability will actually cause such a huge loss of Soul Origin?"
Li Miaocai frowned slightly, and his Divine Thought unconsciously swept past Yang Fan's body.
As a result, as usual, his Semi-Emperor Divine Thought couldn't penetrate Yang Fan's sea of consciousness at all. Yang Fan's aura didn't leak out at all, and he couldn't detect any abnormalities.
Therefore, he couldn't judge whether Yang Fan was acting or not.
"This kid's Breath Concealing Technique is very strange. It can completely block I's Divine Thought!"
Li Miaocai stroked his beard and sighed. This wasn't the first time he had made such a sigh. Since Yang Fan attacked and killed E Zhong, Li Miaocai had marveled at Yang Fan's Breath Concealing Technique more than once.
"Yeah, it's really strange. It doesn't feel like a Breath Concealing Technique. It's more like some kind of treasure that can hide one's aura."
Ji Sicheng nodded in agreement. He also felt that Yang Fan's Breath Concealing Ability was a little too ridiculously strong.
Logically speaking, with Yang Fan's current cultivation strength, even if he cultivated some kind of Heaven-Level Breath Concealing Technique to the Divine Realm, he couldn't hide from the Semi-Emperors' Divine Thought perception.
However, the current situation was that not only could Yang Fan easily hide from their perception, but he could also freely control all his cultivation aura without revealing the slightest flaw.
If they didn't know Yang Fan's true age and had close contact with Yang Fan at the same time, they could confirm that Yang Fan's current cultivation was indeed at the Peak King Realm. They would definitely think that this kid was an old antique in disguise.
"I heard that the Demon Clan's Demon Saint Ridge has a god-level item called Divine Breath. Once refined and activated, even a Sovereign's Divine Thought perception is completely blocked. Old Man Li, do you think Yang Fan also has a Divine Breath Stone of Ning Chang on him?"
Ji Sicheng guessed and asked Li Miaocai.
"I have also heard of the Divine Breath, but it's a treasure of the Demon Saint Ridge. How can an outsider take it lightly? Little friend Yang Fan might be someone else's opportunity. "
Li Miaocai sized up Yang Fan across the void and said indifferently, "This kid has a lot of secrets. His opportunities and luck are far from what ordinary people can compare to. It's the Demon Clan's fortune to be born among the Humans."
Ji Sicheng did not refute. After all, even he had received Yang Fan's kindness. The old injuries on his body and his severely exhausted life source were all greatly improved because of Yang Fan's healing technique.
They really couldn't feel the slightest dissatisfaction toward Yang Fan. They even wanted to interrogate Yang Fan about the secret opportunities on him.
"This little fellow is quite popular, but he really doesn't know how to cherish his body. He's clearly aware that utilizing his Innate Divine Ability will cause him such great harm, yet he's actually so eager for quick success."
As he watched Yang Fan ceaselessly devour spirit herbs, Ji Sicheng actually couldn't help but feel slight pain in his heart.
After spitting out so much blood and consuming so many spirit herbs and precious treasures, how could he possibly be putting on an act?
It didn't make any sense at all.
He'd already helped these disciples break through successfully, and all of them were extremely grateful to him. So, there was no need for him to do something extra to win their hearts.
So, Ji Sicheng naturally thought that Yang Fan had really suffered backlash from the Divine Ability.
After all, he'd helped 47 Emperors break through at the same time, and 36 of them had directly broken through to the Half-step Monarch Realm.
So, how could such a formidable and heaven defying Divine Ability be executed without paying a price?
In Ji Sicheng's opinion, this was a normal phenomenon, and it was in accordance with the general rules of development.
"Yeah, how could such a heaven-defying Divine Ability be executed so easily without paying a price?"
Li Miaocai also shook his head slightly and directly tossed aside the trace of doubt that had just arisen in his heart.
Yang Fan is too honest. He's simply putting his life on the line for the sake of helping his disciples break through.
Just look, even if he's injured, he's impatient to continue improving the strength of his disciples after just recovering.
Why didn't we encounter such a selfless and responsible Master when we were young?
Just when the two old men were moved to tears by Yang Fan's selfless actions, their bodies suddenly shook for no reason, and they subconsciously raised their heads to look at the sky at the same time.
At this moment.
In the sky above the capital, the phantom of a huge eye had suddenly appeared at an unknown time. It was faintly discernible, and it overlooked the entire capital from high up in the sky.
"Phoenix Demon Emperor's mother!"
"Why is that old woman here again?! Spying on the capital so brazenly, she's a little too arrogant! "
Li Miaocai and Ji Sicheng recognized the origin of this huge eye at the same time, and they also knew that this was the Fire Phoenix Clan's Heavenly Eye Divine Ability.
"Old Ji, I'll leave it to you!" Li Miaocai pouted at Ji Sicheng. "Teach this old witch a lesson. Otherwise, she'll think that there's no one in our capital!"
The current situation was unstable, and it was time for the Capital Guard's Mansion to step forward with one or two Half-step Monarchs to deter everyone.
Ji Sicheng understood and didn't hesitate. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a simple and unadorned large bow from his spatial bracelet. He didn't need an arrow, and he directly used his qi and blood as a guide and his will as a medium to draw the bow and shoot.
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