Yang Fan said embarrassedly, "Actually, I'm not that powerful. I just feel that if I don't take them in, I have to teach them with all my heart. If I don't nurture them into king-level or even emperor-level powerhouses, I'm not worthy of being a teacher!"
As he spoke, Yang Fan deliberately glanced at Yang Guo, then looked deeply at Fan Xiren. He asked softly, "President Fan, don't you think so?"
Fan Xiren narrowed his eyes.
Good lord, his tone was quite big. Was he trying to checkmate him?
Since he had taken his sister in as a disciple, he had to nurture her to king-level or emperor-level?
Anyone could talk big, but could Yang Fan really do it?
Yang Guo was easy to say, but nurturing that kid An Sheng into king-level powerhouses was something even Fan Xiren didn't dare to guarantee.
"If it were me, with my own experience and strength, plus Yang Guo's outstanding cultivation talent, I could naturally nurture Yang Guo to king-level or above!"
Fan Xiren nodded calmly, his face full of confidence.
Then he turned his head and looked suspiciously at Yang Fan. "But that kid An Sheng, can you really do it? Although his talent isn't bad, he's already eighteen years old. He's already missed the best age to build his foundation. "
If it were someone else, Fan Xiren might have believed it.
But he was very familiar with An Sheng's situation. He was already considered an older youth. Even if he was given all the resources now, his future achievements would be extremely limited. At the very least, it would be extremely difficult for him to become a spiritual spiritualist.
"What's an An Sheng?" Yang Fan didn't care. "President Fan, you might not know, but An Sheng isn't the only disciple in the Demon Extermination Sect.
"No matter how old they are or how much talent they have, as long as they're my disciples, I'll do my best to nurture them. Becoming king-level powerhouses or spiritual spiritualists is the minimum requirement I have for them in the future!"
Since he didn't have to pay taxes for bragging, Yang Fan didn't mind bragging even more.
Yang Fan's disciples were all his smurfs. They were all good employees who worked for him to earn money. If conditions permitted, Yang Fan didn't mind training all of them to become experts above the King level.
At that time, the entire Demon Sect would be at the King Stage. Just thinking about it would be exciting.
Mu Tianqing silently stood to the side, quietly watching Yang Fan bragging in front of Fan Xiren.
This was not the first time she had heard Yang Fan's argument. In fact, just an hour ago, Yang Fan had vaguely mentioned this when he accepted Chu Feiyun and the other three as his disciples.
It seemed like he had casually said something like "before you all became Kings". At that time, other than Mu Tianqing, no one else had paid much attention to it.
Mu Tianqing remembered very clearly that when Yang Fan mentioned that his disciples would become Kings, there wasn't the slightest fluctuation in his voice. It was as if it was a matter of course, and this left a deep impression on her.
It was as if Yang Fan subconsciously believed that as long as they were his disciples, it was only a matter of time before they became Kings in the future. He was so confident that even Mu Tianqing, who was close to becoming an Emperor, was shocked.
Now, she had heard similar words again, and this time, it was even more straightforward and certain. It was difficult to feel that he was bragging or talking nonsense.
After all, she had seen with her own eyes that Yang Fan had easily helped Mu Qianqian and An Sheng break through their bottlenecks and advance their cultivation. This kind of ability was not something that anyone could have.
"You bragged and successfully gained the deep trust of Mu Tianqing, a Peak Level Nine spiritual spiritualist. Your social skills have been greatly improved, and your eloquence has been greatly enhanced. Your influence has been increased by 1, and your tongue has been glib + 50."
Yang Fan glanced at Mu Tianqing in surprise. This old beauty really had good eyesight. She had a discerning eye for heroes.
However, Fan Xiren wasn't so easily fooled. The old fellow lightly curled his lips, his face full of disbelief.
Although the charm skill was awesome, it didn't affect the normal level of intelligence of others. Fan Xiren wasn't so easily fooled.
However, he couldn't be bothered to take this kind of bragging seriously with Yang Fan. After all, young people liked to exaggerate. It was normal for them to have an arrogant attitude. After all, who hadn't been young before?
"Originally, I wanted to personally teach this younger sister of mine." Yang Fan glanced at Yang Guo, who was still in a meditative state and had yet to wake up. He said indifferently, "However, since she has a discerning eye and has taken President Fan as her master, I won't say much. I only hope that President Fan can be a little more attentive and not mislead others and waste Guo Guo's great talent!"
The corner of Fan Xiren's mouth twitched. What kind of words were these? Did Yang Guo take him as her master seem a little wronged?
When Mu Tianqing heard this, she also shook her head slightly. It was true that the ignorant were fearless. Yang Fan, this brat, was still a little too arrogant.
If he knew who this President Fan standing in front of him was and what kind of heavenly cultivation he once had, he probably wouldn't be able to say such words anymore.
"Young Master Fan, this President Fan in front of you is still quite a bit of real talent." Afraid that Yang Fan would offend Fan Xiren, Mu Tianqing couldn't help but remind him, "If you let him teach Miss Yang Guo, it should be a very good choice …"
Yang Fan didn't know who Fan Xiren was, but Mu Tianqing knew very well.
Thinking back, if he, Fan Xiren, had spread the word that he wanted to open his sect and accept disciples, the entire Federation's genius prodigies who wanted to become his disciple would definitely flatten the high threshold of their Fan family.
It was just that awesome.
So, to be able to become Fan Xiren's disciple, Yang Guo was indeed very lucky. At least in a small, remote city like West Chu City, Fan Xiren was definitely the one with the greatest potential.
"Fan Xiren, the third level Spirit Emperor from back then!" Yang Fan immediately exposed Fan Xiren's identity and said, "Although I'm ignorant and inexperienced, I've heard of Spirit Emperor Fan's name before!"
Swoosh!
Fan Xiren couldn't help turning his head to look at Mu Tianqing. He saw that Mu Tianqing was also stunned and surprised. It was very clear that she hadn't secretly transmitted her voice to Yang Fan to tell him his true identity.
Although his cultivation was crippled, his spiritual sense was still there. If Mu Tianqing had really transmitted her voice, he would definitely have been able to catch it.
So, this little guy had guessed his identity as Spirit Emperor Fan himself!
Fan Xiren looked at Yang Fan like he had seen a ghost.
He had lived here in seclusion for more than ten years and had never revealed any information about his identity. Even the local tyrant Zhu Huanan and that Zhu Ergu only vaguely knew that he was a Spirit Spiritualist. As for his true identity, they were completely ignorant.
So, this little guy Yang Fan didn't have any source of information at all. Just based on a few words of banter between him and Mu Tianqing, he had directly guessed Fan Xiren's true identity.
What kind of brain did he have? Did he have to be so smart?
"I didn't think that after leaving Jianghu for so many years, there would still be legends about me in Jianghu."
Fan Xiren sighed in a very artistic manner.
He wasn't too guarded against Yang Fan and even felt like they were old friends at first sight. Although he was surprised that his identity was exposed in front of Yang Fan, he wasn't worried.
He was Yang Guo's master. Strictly speaking, he and Yang Fan could already be considered family.
So, if he was exposed, then so be it. Sometimes, it felt good to enjoy the admiring gazes of young people.
However, if he wanted to get admiring gazes from Yang Fan, he was destined to be dreaming.
Seeing this old guy's smug and pretentious manner, which was even more handsome than him, Yang Fan's heart was extremely unbalanced.
He glanced at Fan Xiren and said, "Although the Spirit Emperor is strong, that was in the past. As the saying goes, a featherless phoenix is inferior to a chicken. Now that President Fan is seriously injured, his cultivation can't even compare to a third level Spirit Spiritualist, right? "
"What an impolite little guy!" Fan Xiren looked at Yang Fan speechlessly, "What, do you think that I, a third level Spirit Spiritualist, isn't qualified to teach your sister?"
He wasn't big, but his tone wasn't small.
In the entire West Chu City, or even the entire Northwest Guard Manor, was there a single Spirit Spiritualist expert?
Although Fan Xiren's cultivation had dropped by more than half, as long as he was willing to stand out, even if he didn't reveal his previous identity, just his strength as a third level Spirit Spiritualist was enough to make the Northwest Region Ruler treat him with respect.
Spirit Spiritualists, no matter where they were, were that awesome and that eye-catching.
"A third level Spirit Spiritualist is barely enough, but if it was a third level Spirit Emperor, it would be even better."
Yang Fan curled his lips and puffed out his chest. Then, he raised his head and said, "So, it doesn't matter if it's for Master Mu's sake or for Guo Guo's sake. It seems that I have to cure your injuries!"
Hearing this, Fan Xiren's expression froze, and he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
"Forget it. This old man appreciates your good intentions. However, I's injuries have been deep for a long time and have already accumulated to the bone. Not to mention you, even the current Federation's best doctor, Duke Tong Hua, wouldn't be able to do anything. "
Did he really think that he hadn't thought of a way all these years?
He was a third level Spirit Emperor. Which warrior he normally met wasn't an outstanding person? If he really had a way, he wouldn't have holed himself up in a small place like West Chu City and stayed there for more than ten years.
These years, the injuries on his body were good and bad, fluctuating up and down. His Spirit Cultivation was the same, sometimes high and sometimes low, and he couldn't control himself.
After a long period of fruitless treatment, Fan Xiren had already accepted his fate and didn't have any extravagant hopes.
Now that he was lucky enough to have a good disciple, he placed all his thoughts on Yang Guo, more or less having some hope.
"Others can't do it, but that doesn't mean I can't."
Yang Fan shook his head slightly. He was very confident in his Intermediate Healing Technique.
As he said this, he raised his hand slightly and sent a spiritual wave directly to Fan Xiren's forehead.
"You used an Intermediate Healing Technique on the third level Spirit Emperor (Heavily Injured) Fan Xiren. The treatment failed. Fan Xiren's injuries are not affected at all. Spirit Strength + 1, Willpower + 1, Skill Proficiency + 100."
Yang Fan's mind was shaken.
The failure of the treatment was a bit out of his expectations. However, what made him even more surprised was that even if the treatment failed, he could still obtain an entire one hundred skill proficiency experience from Fan Xiren's body!
This was a pleasant surprise, wasn't it?
This was his first time using an Intermediate Healing Technique on a Spirit Emperor expert. He never thought that there would be such a pleasant surprise and unexpected harvest!
It seemed like he was going to be rich!
Yang Fan was secretly happy. He felt like he could already see the Advanced Healing Technique quietly waving at him.
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