"There's no need. We're all on the same side. If you want to meet, you can do it anytime. There's no need to rush."
Yang Fan waved his hand nonchalantly. Then, he turned to look at the disciples beside him and said indifferently,
"You guys get ready tomorrow and follow An Sheng to the Northwest Guardian Mansion. First, set up the Great City Barrier Formation in Dai Xing City."
"After you guys set up the formation base and set up the Illusory Array and Six Paths of Reincarnation Array, I'll personally go over and activate the Great City Barrier Formation."
After all, the Northwest Guardian Mansion was his hometown. When he was in Dai Xing City, Fu Zhengqing, Qu Hongde, and the others took good care of Yang Fan. Now that he had the opportunity and ability, Yang Fan naturally wouldn't forget them.
Not only Dai Xing City, Yang Fan was also prepared to go back and renovate West Chu City. He couldn't ignore the safety of the two ancestors and cousin Wang Zhe.
"Yes, master!"
Sure enough, master already knew of Ji Sicheng's existence, and their relationship wasn't ordinary.
The disciples understood and bowed at the same time.
An Sheng straightened his body. He was very concerned about Yang Fan's instructions.
Although he had only stayed in the Northwest Guardian Mansion for less than three years, he was still considered a person from the northwest for half a year. This time, he could be considered to be returning home in glory, right?
When An Sheng came out of the Northwest Guardian Mansion, he was only a level-four Spirit Reader Master.
Now, his Spirit Power cultivation was infinitely close to the peak of the Spirit Reader Realm, and his martial cultivation had reached the King Realm.
With this kind of cultivation and strength, in the Northwest Guardian Manor, he could do whatever he wanted, right?
After all, even the Northwest Guardian Mansion's Territorial Lord, Fu Zhengqing, was only a level-eight Martial King.
"Don't be so smug when you go back!" Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng and said softly, "Although Territorial Lord Fu's cultivation is a little low, he's still my senior brother. You have to treat him as a senior uncle."
"Yes, master!"
An Sheng hurriedly restrained his thoughts. Only then did he recall that Fu Zhengqing was Zhu Huanan's personal disciple, and Zhu Huanan was the Patriarch acknowledged by Yang Fan. He could not afford to offend him.
If he dared to be rude to Fu Zhengqing or Zhu Huanan, An Sheng believed that if Yang Fan found out, he would not let him off easily.
"Alright, let's disperse."
Yang Fan gently waved at them, and all the disciples got up and left. Only An Sheng remained. After all, this was his and Yang Fan's shared apartment. Even if Yang Fan wanted to kick someone out, he couldn't do it to An Sheng.
"Brother Fan, please have some tea!"
Seeing that everyone had left, Ansheng came up to Yang Fan with a playful smile on his little round face and poured a cup of spirit tea for Yang Fan.
"That's enough. Don't play this game. If you have something to say, say it!"
Yang Fan glanced at Little Fatty. Every time this brat revealed such a despicable smile, nothing good would come out of it.
"Brother Fan, you understand me the best!" An Sheng didn't mind. He moved closer to Yang Fan and looked at Yang Fan eagerly, "Brother Fan, don't you think that as the Eldest Senior Brother of our Demon Extermination Sect, my current cultivation is really not enough?"
"Oh?" Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, "It's rare for you to be so self-aware. What, you want to give up your position as the Eldest Senior Brother?"
An Sheng decisively shook his head, "That's impossible! What's mine is mine. If anyone dares to snatch it from me, I'll fight them! "
What kind of joke was this? How could he be willing to give up such a prestigious position?
But now, he really felt a lot of pressure.
First, it was Mu Qianqian, the genius fiancée. Then, it was Ling Tian and Sang Duoduo, the two geniuses who were half-step Emperors. Now, Yang Fan had taken in a total of forty to fifty peak Emperors, and even helped them successfully advance to the half-step Emperor Realm.
As the Eldest Senior Brother of the Demon Extermination Sect, his cultivation was still stuck at the Eighth Level. It was really embarrassing.
Especially after the ranking in the sect began to be determined by strength, his position as the Eldest Senior Disciple in name was becoming more and more awkward.
It was a little hard to suppress, wasn't it?
Although he and Yang Fan were as close as brothers, and he was also the Eldest Senior Disciple appointed by Yang Fan, and under normal circumstances, it was unlikely that Yang Fan would replace him, he felt guilty when a group of Emperors and half-step Emperors called him that.
Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh.
This little fatty was still as thick-skinned as ever.
"Okay, I understand what you mean. You don't want to lose your position as the Eldest Senior Brother, but you also want to quickly improve your cultivation. It's best if you can advance to the half-step Emperor Realm or the Emperor Realm in one step and crush all your Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, right?"
Yang Fan asked softly to An Sheng, and he immediately said what was in An Sheng's heart. The little fatty nodded repeatedly, and he was so happy that a flower bloomed on his face.
'My parents gave birth to me, but Brother Fan knows me best.'
"No need for a half-step Emperor Realm. A half-step Emperor Realm is enough for now." An Sheng waved his hand repeatedly, and said with a look of "I'm not very greedy", "We're brothers, so I can't make things too difficult for you, right?"
Yang Fan was so angry that he was amused. He couldn't help but raise his hand and hit Fatty An's head.
"What are you dreaming about? If I really have the ability, I'll advance my cultivation to the half-step Emperor Realm first. How could it be your turn, damn fatty? "
No matter how awesome the system was, it didn't say that it could allow a person's strength to increase greatly for no reason and directly advance a few realms in succession.
If there really was such a good thing, then Yang Fan wouldn't be stuck at the peak of the King Realm until now.
What Yang Fan could do was at most help disciples who were at the peak of the King Realm break through the bottleneck of cultivation and directly break through their current realm.
If they didn't work hard enough, then even if Yang Fan taught them ten or eight sets of corresponding martial skill inheritances, it wouldn't have any effect at all.
An Sheng was dumbfounded, "Is there really no way at all? Brother Fan, I'm your head disciple. If my cultivation can't advance, then I'll lose face as my master. You can't ignore me! "
As he spoke, An Sheng directly hugged his thigh and acted shamelessly.
Yang Fan was speechless. 'I'd rather not have such a shameless head disciple.'
"Alright, alright, it's not like there's no way at all. It just depends on whether you work hard or not."
In the end, Yang Fan still couldn't bear to kick this little fatty away. After all, they were brothers who had gone through thick and thin together, so he couldn't bear to do so.
Moreover, Yang Fan had always had the intention of nurturing An Sheng. He wanted to find an opportunity to give him special treatment, but he had been too busy during this period of time and had delayed it.
"Of course I'm working hard!" Brother Fan, you don't know, but I've never worked as hard as I do now! "
Feeling that there was a chance, An Sheng's eyes lit up as he vowed:
"You don't even know how I've been through these past few months. From day to night, as long as I have free time, I've been cultivating non-stop. I've never slept at night, do you believe me?"
Yang Fan nodded silently.
Of course he believed it. He was well aware of the system's feedback every day.
During this period of time, An Sheng had indeed never slept. He had continuously contributed a lot of cultivation experience to Yang Fan, and was extremely diligent.
Otherwise, if he was a Ah Dou who couldn't be helped, Yang Fan wouldn't have given him this chance.
"If you don't work hard enough, do you think I'll keep the position of the chief disciple for you?"
Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng and said, "It doesn't matter if your talent is lacking. We're stupid birds that fly first." "As long as you don't give up on yourself, don't feel inferior and slack off, I naturally won't give up on you!"
With that, Yang Fan flipped his hand and took out the thousand year purple core that he had prepared for An Sheng in advance.
"This item was obtained from an emperor level Monster Plant. After consuming it, not only can it greatly increase your mental strength cultivation, but it can also directly double your mental strength cultivation speed. It's just right for you to consume it now."
"Take it. As long as you don't slack off, I believe you'll soon reach the peak of the King Realm. Stepping into the Emperor Realm is not a problem."
Hearing this, An Sheng couldn't help but open his eyes wide. He looked at the huge walnut in Yang Fan's hand that was glowing with a purple light.
There was actually such a magical treasure in this world?
It could actually directly increase a person's mental strength cultivation speed. What was the difference between this and directly increasing a person's cultivation talent?!
Brother Fan was indeed Brother Fan. He could even get such a rare treasure!
"Thank you, Brother Fan!"
Without being polite with Yang Fan, An Sheng directly took the thousand year purple core from Yang Fan's hand. His little heart was beating wildly with excitement.
"Ding!" Your disciple An Sheng's mood is surging because he has been bestowed with the thousand year purple core. He is grateful to you and his sense of belonging to the sect has greatly increased. His loyalty to the sect has greatly increased. Worship Points + 2, Inner Disciple Advancement Points + 10. "
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth curled up. This kid still had some conscience. After receiving benefits, he still knew to give back 10 points of sect experience.
"However, with just this, you're still a little lacking if you want to suppress all the outstanding disciples and become one of the best among all the junior brothers and sisters."
Yang Fan didn't tell An Sheng that the same thousand year purple core had been used by Sang Duoduo, Ling Tian, and Tian Feiyao.
These people's cultivation talent was originally above An Sheng's. After using the thousand year purple core, their cultivation speed would only be faster. It was almost impossible for An Sheng to rely on this to catch up or surpass these genius disciples.
There was no other way. Who asked this kid's talent to be inferior to others?
"It can't be, right?" An Sheng was taken aback. He was a little unconvinced. "This can double my cultivation speed. It's equivalent to doubling my spiritual power cultivation talent. How can I not catch up to those true prodigies?"
Yang Fan was speechless. He originally didn't want to crush your pitiful self-confidence. Why did you have to look for trouble?
"Fatty, is it that the speed of cultivation in this half a year has given you an illusion? You seem to be a little arrogant now!"
"If I remember correctly, your mental strength cultivation talent seems to be Bright Silver Grade 3, right? Even if it's doubled, do you think you can be compared to those peerless geniuses at Pure Gold Grade 9? "
"Moreover, above Pure Gold Grade 9, there's still God Tier talent and natural phenomena. Do you think this little thousand year purple core can make up for the huge gap between you and those geniuses?"
"Be good, it's time to wake up. There's nothing wrong with being a little confident, but you can't be blindly confident!"
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