Chapter 381: Spirit Fox Bai Yun Takes Two Disciples

Chapter 381: Chapter 381: Spirit Fox Bai Yun Takes Two Disciples

Li Haiqin had no reason to doubt the White Wolf King’s words. Watching the white wolf’s figure disappear, she gave her maid some instructions and left the main courtyard.

She requested a Wind Chasing Beast and galloped madly toward the Pine Forest thirty li west of the city.

Sure enough, when she arrived outside the Pine Forest, she saw the White Wolf King sitting on a rock, its gaze fixed on her.

There wasn’t the slightest trace of hostility in the white wolf’s eyes; instead, Li Haiqin found them to be very gentle.

"Greetings, Your Majesty, the White Wolf King!" Li Haiqin bowed again.

"Rise," the white wolf spoke again in a human voice.

It was the voice of a mature woman—crisp and clear, yet carrying a majesty that commanded reverence.

Li Haiqin rose to her feet, not daring to look directly at the white wolf, but she sized it up from the corner of her eye.

"If you want to look, then look openly. I am not some bloodthirsty Demon," the white wolf said.

"You must be curious why I summoned you here, aren’t you?"

Li Haiqin shook her head and said, "I await Your Majesty’s instruction."

"I wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?" the white wolf asked.

Upon hearing this, Li Haiqin was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly knelt, her voice filled with immense joy as she said, "This disciple is willing."

"However, now that I have taken you as my disciple today, you must not mention this to anyone."

"This disciple obeys!"

"Since you are now my disciple, allow me to give you a little welcoming gift."

As soon as the White Wolf King’s words fell, Li Haiqin’s body flew up uncontrollably, hovering at a height of five or six feet above the ground.

Then, several beams of white light struck her body. Li Haiqin felt several streams of a profound yet familiar aura coursing through her meridians.

After that, a flood of information suddenly appeared in her mind, too much for her to process all at once.

About a quarter of an hour later, Li Haiqin landed back on the ground, and she could move again.

Her body didn’t feel any different, and she couldn’t help but feel a little confused.

"The Cultivation Technique you practice is incomplete. I have completed it for you and left a Divine Thought in your body. It will guide your Cultivation. After all, I cannot always stay by your side; the matter of Cultivation is up to you."

"The new information in your mind contains the path of Cultivation and several Martial Arts Techniques. Once your Cultivation reaches a certain standard, the corresponding Martial Technique information will be unlocked."

As the white wolf spoke, it waved a forepaw, and more than ten Jade Bottles appeared before the kneeling Li Haiqin.

"These Elixirs will help you raise your Cultivation. The world is about to change, and the higher your Cultivation, the better your chances of survival. The specific effects of each Elixir are all in your memory."

"This disciple thanks you, Master!"

"For now, you are merely my Named Disciple. If you wish to become an Inner Disciple or even a Direct Disciple, you will need to pass my tests. I am leaving. I hope you do not disgrace the title of a disciple of the White Wolf King."

After speaking, the white wolf truly did vanish on the spot.

If not for the dozen or so very real Jade Bottles before her, Li Haiqin would have thought it was all a dream.

She remained kneeling on the ground for a long time, unable to snap out of her daze.

Meanwhile, with a flicker, the white wolf transformed into Bai Yun, who then skipped merrily through the marketplace of Vast Sea City.

She muttered to herself, ’Hee hee, big brother just loves to flirt with every girl he sees. Now that I’ve made her my disciple, he can’t possibly go after her anymore, right?’

’Big brother has two disciples, Wen Ang and Cailing, but I only have one. No, I need to find another one. Who should it be? Hmm, I guess you’ll do!’

Bai Yun was impulsive and acted on her whims. With a flash, she transformed into a streak of white light and appeared before Jisierk.

Jisierk had been sitting on the steps of a quiet side courtyard in the Hanmo Race’s main compound for half the day, pondering how to pursue Li Haiqin.

As a member of the Vast Sea Clan’s Direct Lineage and the heir to the Clan Leader, he could have any woman he wanted with just a beckoning gesture.

’Making him actually court a woman? Wasn’t that asking too much of him?’

When he looked up and saw the White Wolf King standing before him, he was so startled he nearly jumped out of his skin.

"Boy, are you willing to become my disciple?" the white wolf asked majestically.

’Holy shit! An opportunity this good, and she’s asking if I’m willing? A disciple of the White Wolf King! Only a fool would refuse.’

Jisierk scrambled to his knees, kowtowed, and accepted her as his master.

She followed the same routine as with Li Haiqin: reshaping his meridians, giving him several Martial Arts Techniques, and tossing him a dozen or so bottles of Elixirs. She even said the exact same words to Jisierk as she had to Li Haiqin.

After Bai Yun left, Jisierk pinched his thigh hard. The pain made him yelp and hop on one foot, but his face was a mask of ecstatic excitement.

He ran all the way to his new courtyard. Along the way, some of the household servants saw his frenzied state. If he weren’t the Young Prince, they probably would have muttered that he was a lunatic.

It was as if becoming the White Wolf King’s disciple had given him a huge boost of confidence.

"Li Haiqin, are you here? Li Haiqin!"

He shouted as soon as he entered the courtyard, his face glowing with irrepressible excitement.

Li Haiqin’s figure appeared, walking in from outside the courtyard.

"Where did you go?"

"Where I go is none of your business," Li Haiqin snapped.

"No, that’s not what I meant. Li Haiqin, the fighting arena in Vast Sea City is really interesting. Let me take you to see the action!"

"A fighting arena?" Li Haiqin’s curiosity was piqued.

"Yeah! They have bullfights, lion fights, wrestling matches..."

"Really? Then let’s go now!"

Li Haiqin was, after all, still a fifteen-year-old girl who enjoyed bustling scenes and novel sights.

With Li Haiqin’s arm linked through his, a smug look appeared on Jisierk’s face.

Bai Yun had taken two disciples, and those two disciples were now on their first date, but of course, Chu Fan was completely unaware of all this.

At that moment, Chu Fan was holding an ordinary Long Sword, practicing the Basic Thirteen Techniques over and over again.

In the Late Stage of the Third Layer Realm of Sword Dao, Sword Intent Follows the Heart, anything could be a Sword. The Sword was in the intent, not the form.

He appeared to be repeatedly practicing the Basic Technique, but he was actually comprehending his Sword Intent.

He was so focused that he didn’t even notice Bai Yun leaving and coming back.

Bai Yun was now sitting on the threshold, her chin in her hands, watching Chu Fan practice his sword forms with rapt attention, occasionally letting out a soft laugh.

That night, as Chu Fan was in Meditation on the Yin Yang Diagram, his Spiritual Power finally broke through to Level 39.

Following his Spiritual Power’s breakthrough to Level 39, his Primordial Spirit also underwent a subtle change, and Chu Fan’s thoughts became much more profound.

Moreover, even though he had never practiced any Martial Techniques related to Spiritual Power, his newfound mental clarity allowed him to intuitively grasp several small Dharma Gates for utilizing it.

For example, intimidating people with one’s presence.

Often, a person who has long held a position of power will naturally develop a kind of imposing aura.

A ruler, for instance, carries an innate pressure. Their subordinates might find their legs trembling from just a single glance.

Another example is when a Cultivator reaches a certain Realm. When facing someone with lower Cultivation, they don’t even need to make a move; a single explosive shout can injure their opponent.

His own Spiritual Power had reached Level 39. It was no exaggeration to say that his Spiritual Power was now even higher than that of most Cultivators in the Saint Realm.

’So, why can’t I turn my Spiritual Power into an imposing presence and use it to intimidate my enemies directly?’

’Even if it can’t defeat an opponent, a powerful shout that stuns them for even a split second could give me a better chance to land a devastating blow, couldn’t it?’

’Besides, there are connections between different sources of Spiritual Power; they can resonate with each other. This is what people call being on the same wavelength. So, could this resonance between Spiritual Powers also be utilized somehow?’