Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

Since receiving a reward from his master, Shen Wangchuan has become even more diligent in his cultivation.

His cultivation level gradually rose from the first level of Qi Refining to the fifth level.

It had only been a little over a month since he joined the Xuantian Sect.

Xie Liuyan noticed his diligence and hard work, and would occasionally take out small items from his spiritual ring to reward him.

With the added incentive of this incentive model, Shen Wangchuan finally reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

There is only a slight opportunity left to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

That day, Lin Qinglin finally found some free time and visited his uncle's residence.

He arrived at just the right time, just as Xie Liuyan was leaving.

After knocking on the door for a while, Lin Qinglin still didn't get his uncle to open it.

He was puzzled and shouted:

"Uncle-Master, it's me, Qinglin. I've come to find you!"

Since being reprimanded by his master last time, Lin Qinglin has been obediently staying in his room to cultivate.

Only recently, when his master was busy discussing the disciples' training with several elders, was he able to sneak out.

Could it be that unlucky that my martial uncle went too?

His knocking wasn't entirely ineffective; Shen Wangchuan, who was in the courtyard, heard it. Although he didn't know who had come to see his master, he decided to greet them first.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a young cultivator wearing a light blue outer robe, with a spirit sword at his waist, and a slightly lively demeanor.

"Are you here to see your master? He's out today. Come back another time if you need anything."

Upon seeing him, the other person's previously jubilant expression instantly vanished.

Shen Wangchuan had no intention of probing the other party's intentions; he figured the other party would leave after a brief explanation.

Lin Qinglin noticed that the newcomer's face was unfamiliar, and his initial joy subsided considerably. Instead, he began to scrutinize the person with his eyes.

Judging from his appearance, this person looks a bit young, but his features are handsome, and it's not hard to tell that he will grow up to be a handsome man.

When did this person come into our fold, Master?

Lin Qinglin pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said to the person:

"You... are you my martial uncle's newly accepted disciple?"

"Shen Wangchuan!"

Shen Wangchuan was a little surprised to hear that he could call out his name accurately.

"you are?"

Lin Qinglin thought to himself, "This is unfortunate. At the last ceremony, I was chased away by my master before I could get a close look at Shen Wangchuan."

Now that his martial uncle is away, he can have a good chat with him.

He wanted to know what was so appealing about this person.

That's why his master couldn't do without him and only accepted him as his disciple.

"Ahem~ As for me, I am the personal disciple of the Xuan Tian Sect Master, and your master's nephew—Lin Qinglin!"

"After all this talk, aren't you going to invite me in for a seat?"

Shen Wangchuan had never heard his master mention the other party's existence, but judging from Lin Qinglin's confident demeanor, he figured it couldn't be wrong.

All visitors are guests, so it's most important for him to treat them well first.

"Please come in~"

Throughout the journey, Lin Qinglin maintained a calm demeanor, seemingly glancing casually at the surrounding buildings.

Pavilions and terraces, small bridges and flowing water, and lotus flowers blooming brilliantly in the lake.

But he was extremely shocked.

No, is this the bamboo house where my martial uncle used to live? When was it renovated like this?

Counting the days, it's only been a little over a month since he last came. His uncle's residence has really changed a lot.

Normally, he would have exclaimed in surprise.

But seeing the person in front of him looking so ordinary, he couldn't afford to show any fear in front of his martial uncle's newly accepted disciple.

Shen Wangchuan stopped when he reached a pavilion.

"Please sit down, I'll go prepare some tea and snacks."

"Well, please."

Lin Qinglin only relaxed a lot after watching Shen Wangchuan turn and leave.

He looked at the lotus flowers in the center of the lake, then stood up and looked at the houses not far away.

My uncle had told me before that cultivators shouldn't focus on these external things, but rather concentrate on their own cultivation.

As soon as the apprentice took over, he immediately renovated the house.

He had been observing Shen Wangchuan the whole way, and apart from his good looks and upright posture, he didn't see anything special about him.

Lin Qinglin frowned, feeling that he had overlooked something.

what is it then?

Wait... He walked all the way, but he didn't sense the other person's presence.

Logically speaking, with the help of his martial uncle, Shen Wangchuan should have already stepped into the threshold of cultivation, right?

In a month, and considering the other person's talent, they should have reached at least the third or fourth level of Qi Refining.

He has only recently reached the Foundation Establishment stage, so he should be able to sense the other party's cultivation level.

How come he didn't feel anything at all?

Either this person is still a mortal, or his cultivation level is not much different from his own, so he feels nothing.

He could understand the former, but if it was the latter, Lin Qinglin felt his jaw drop in astonishment.

Just then, Shen Wangchuan brought over some spiritual tea and some snacks.

He placed these on the stone table and turned to Lin Qinglin, saying:

"Please use."

Taking a bite of the pastry, paired with the spiritual tea, truly had a unique flavor.

After a simple meal, Lin Qinglin said:

"Do you know where my martial uncle went? He managed to sneak away from Master's place, but he didn't expect to find nothing there."

Shen Wangchuan shook his head. "I'm sorry, my master didn't mention it, so I don't know either."

"Oh~~" She knew she wouldn't get anything out of this guy.

Lin Qinglin asked what interested him: "Where did you come from before to the Xuantian Sect? And how did you meet my martial uncle?"

Shen Wangchuan frowned after hearing Lin Qinglin's words, but still replied:

"We came from a village that was very far away."

"As for when I met my master, it was during the selection of disciples."

It's not early yet, so why did Master choose him as his disciple?

Lin Qinglin firmly believed that there must be something he didn't know, but he couldn't get anything out of Shen Wangchuan's cryptic mouth.

Answering only when asked is pointless.

Shen Wangchuan also disliked him, but not because of anything about the other person.

Instead, this person can freely and unrestrainedly call his master "Master," while he is bound by something unseen and cannot be as uninhibited as the other.

It was only then that Shen Wangchuan slowly realized that his relationship with his master was too distant.

They are no match for anyone who has stayed by Master's side for a long time.

Even though they live under the same roof and see each other every day.

He didn't know what he was really thinking. Perhaps he also wanted to be like Lin Qinglin, with less restraint and respect, and to be closer to his master.

Lin Qinglin found it quite boring to see the other person deep in thought with their head down.

"I'd also like to know, on the day of the disciple selection, did you meet any particularly unique people?"

For example, his martial uncle—Xie Liuyan!

That day, he was in charge of checking the water mirrors, but unfortunately, one of his disciples' water mirrors was unusable at certain times.

He had overheard his uncle's plan to find a Daoist partner.

Seeing Shen Wangchuan's face today, he finally realized that this matter was related to him.

If everything is such a coincidence, could the Daoist partner that my martial uncle found be Shen Wangchuan right in front of me?

Master always says he's still young, but he's already of age and knows everything he should know.

With such a startling guess brewing in his mind, Lin Qinglin looked at Shen Wangchuan with a more serious expression.

Shen Wangchuan was taken aback, as if he had thought of something.

Faced with the other person's somewhat scrutinizing gaze, he instinctively denied it:

"No, I was in a hallucination at the time and didn't know what you were talking about."

Lin Qinglin was skeptical and ultimately gave up.

"Alright, my martial uncle isn't here today, I'll come and bother you again later."

The two returned the way they came. As soon as they reached the door, Lin Qinglin looked up and saw his master and uncle not far away.

Upon seeing Lin Qinglin, Lin Ai's voice, tinged with anger, rang out:

"Why are you here?"