After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

"Master, what is your cultivation level?"

Are there any spiritual practices suitable for people?

"Master, are there ghosts in this world?"

……

As they left Blue City, Chen Ranran kept chattering in his ear, making Chen Futu's head buzz. He really wanted to stuff her mouth shut with a smelly sock.

Compared to Chen Ranran's chatter, Zhao Lingxiao was much quieter, either practicing his sword or on his way to practice it. Moreover, his martial arts cultivation progressed at an astonishing speed, advancing a small step every day, and he reached the Martial Master realm in just a few days.

Chen Ranran's talent was not as good as Zhao Lingxiao's, but she had the help of the spiritual spring water, which contained a good amount of true energy, and she also reached the fifth rank.

She was not stingy and would often find excuses to make tea for Chen Futu and Zhao Lingxiao, using the spiritual spring water from her space.

Chen Futu led two disciples on a journey through major cities, allowing them to experience the magnificent world of martial arts.

As evening fell, the group checked into a luxurious restaurant. Chen Futu asked Chen Ranran, "Disciple, what do you want to learn?"

Chen Ranran's big eyes darted around, "Master, what's there?"

"Alchemy, artifacts, array patterns, swordsmanship, and methods of body cultivation, etc."

Is it possible to achieve immortality?

"Unattainable".

"I won't learn, I won't learn, I won't learn."

"I will teach you the art of assassination. This is the supreme art of the Supreme God, which is extremely insightful and kills without leaving a trace."

Is it possible to achieve immortality?

"Unattainable".

"I won't learn, I won't learn, I won't learn!"

……

The conversation between Butcher Chen and Chen Ranran was like a chicken talking to a duck, and Zhao Lingxiao, who was listening from the side, grimaced.

"You won't learn this, you won't learn that, do you want to fly to the heavens?"

Chen Futu glared at Chen Ranran. This brat is trying to learn from Sun Wukong and become a disciple. Don't think he doesn't know!

Zhao Lingxiao advised, "Master passed on the 'Great Heavenly Sword Technique' to me, which is also an unparalleled imperial technique. Junior sister, don't be ungrateful. Imperial techniques are the highest and most profound, and are hard to find in the world."

Chen Ranran toyed with her wine glass with a playful smile, "Once I swallow a golden pill, my fate will be in my own hands, not in the heavens. I want to learn the Great Dao of the Golden Pill."

"piss off!"

Chen Futu couldn't take it anymore and slapped the bastard away into the street to wake her up.

"Hmph, what's the point of learning if it doesn't lead to immortality! Master just won't teach it!"

Chen Ranran stood with her hands on her hips, muttering to herself.

Recently, she has been free from worries and her body has recovered extremely quickly. She has become a fair-skinned and cute girl. However, she is a Blue Star person, and Blue Star people have a dream of cultivating immortality. In fact, Chen Futu also wanted to cultivate immortality, but this is a martial arts world. What kind of immortality is this?

After several days of persistent pleading and cajoling, Chen Futu finally found the path that suited her: music.

Using his telepathic abilities, he learned that Chen Ranran was an art student before she traveled through time and was proficient in various musical instruments.

The art of music is extremely rare in this world, and the methods of its transmission are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Chen Futu spent a full three million points in the cultivation pool to forcefully obtain for her an imperial secret manual on music, named Canglan Jue, along with several musical instruments.

The days that followed were even more chaotic. Chen Ranran would play her broken suona whenever she had a spare moment, spouting things like "Buddha's light shines everywhere" and "a hundred ghosts walk at night." Whenever Chen Futu and Zhao Lingxiao closed their eyes, they felt a dense fog before their eyes.

"Of all musical instruments, the suona reigns supreme; it's either for ascending to heaven or for the wedding ceremony!"

"One kick of the leg, one cover with a cloth, and the whole village, young and old, is waiting for the food to be served!"

"At first hearing, I didn't understand the meaning of the suona; the second time I heard it, I was already in a coffin!"

Chen Ranran's unrestrained behavior drove Chen Futu to the brink of exasperation. He secretly ordered Zhao Lingxiao to beat her up under the guise of a friendly sparring match. She behaved herself for only two days before starting to play the erhu, saying things like "a thousand-year-old pipa, a ten-thousand-year-old zheng, a lifetime playing an erhu."

Regardless of whether she plays that ridiculous "Erquan Yingyue" every day, it's still better than her playing the suona and howling like a ghost every day.

Of course, it must be said that Chen Ranran sings very well. Her voice is very strong. The simple melody and song can bring out the power of the Canglan Technique. It can be used for offense, support, and stacking negative status effects. The music reaches the spiritual world of people and is hard to defend against.

According to Chen Ranran, she vowed to become the world's number one support woman.

It just so happens that while traveling recently, he heard from the people that there were evil spirits causing trouble. Chen Futu did not believe in demons and monsters, but he still asked his two new disciples to cooperate and hone their skills.

"Master, are you crazy? This dilapidated temple looks suspicious."

At dusk, the group headed west to an unnamed, desolate ancient temple in the mountains. There was no sign of human habitation for miles around, and everywhere there were waist-high weeds and collapsed Buddha statues.

Chen Futu shook his wine gourd and half-reclined by the campfire. "Stop talking nonsense. When we came here, I heard that there were evil spirits in the desolate mountains. Although we martial artists don't believe in demons and monsters, if something is causing trouble, you can try your hand at it."

"Master, haven't you heard? Barren mountains have few incense offerings and many spirits and monsters. People like us are very likely to run into unclean things. We'd better pack our buckets and run away as soon as possible."

Chen Ranran kept muttering to herself, but Chen Futu ignored her completely.

Zhao Lingxiao was wiping the newly acquired treasure-grade longsword, unable to put it down.

Seeing that the two were too lazy to move, Chen Ranran grumbled and said she was going out hunting. When she came back, she was carrying a lot of wild animals, all of which she had taken out of her spiritual spring space.

With her as his disciple, Chen Futu's eating habits improved dramatically. The wild game nourished by the spiritual spring water tasted absolutely delicious, and even his master's palate became quite discerning.

"System, do you have any anecdotes that could temper their character, preferably something terrifying?"

[The host can spend 100,000 points to recreate previously completed anecdotes and can customize their current martial arts level, which cannot exceed the host's realm.]

"Let's call it Chu Jiangliu, and define him as a Martial Master."

Ding!

[Deducting 100,000 points from the host, the tangible corpse anecdotes, Chu Jiangliu reaches the Martial Master realm]

Ding!

[Detection indicates that the host has created a trial instance tailored for the disciple. The disciple will receive rewards upon completion.]

……

A thunderclap sounded outside the ancient temple, followed by a light drizzle. Blue mist rose in the air, resembling a scene from a horror movie.

Chen Futu secretly followed Lian Nishang and told her not to make a move. This time, she had to temper the Dao hearts of her two disciples and make them improve their character. She would later use an excuse to send her two good disciples out to find the evil spirits that were harming the people. At that time, Lian Nishang would seal off the main hall and not allow the two of them to enter.

"Good host."

Lian Ni Chang gave an affirmative answer.

After finishing the delicious wild game, Chen Futu said to Chen Ranran, who was playing with her suona and about to play it, "The evil spirits that the people are talking about are very likely in these mountains. Ranran, you and Lingxiao go out and look for them."

"Master, it's still raining outside." Chen Ranran didn't want to go out. Chen Futu glared at her and said, "How can a lazy bum like you become stronger! Hurry up and go, or I'll throw you back to Shiniu Village."

"Hmph, fine, I'll go!"

Chen Ranran stomped her foot. Zhao Lingxiao didn't waste any words. He grabbed his longsword and left the ancient temple with Chen Ranran. The moment the two stepped out of the main hall, the aura of a quasi-emperor quietly covered the hall and sealed the door.