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Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

“What? The wild chickens I raised are pure blood phoenixes? “ “What? The carp I raised are true dragons?” With a wave of hand, the river was cut off; with a slight stamp of foot, the mountain collapsed. A group of incredibly powerful cultivators knelt in front, worshipping and calling 'senior'. "What the hell wrong with this world?" Li Fan shouted," Oh no, that's impossible!" "How could I possibly be a Supreme Master?!” #mastermind #misunderstand #The best fantasy novel of Chinese online novel in 2023

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Chapter 29 A Song_1

Zi Ling had now completely submitted to the senior before her.

From Luo Ming and Hong Xuan's words, they had already discerned that the person before them was the one who had used a painting to slay the Demon Venerable.

Now it seemed that his realm was unimaginable; even the Supreme had to show respect.

Moreover, Zi Ling was very certain of his achievements in the Art of Painting, within the entire Three Absolutes Holy Land, no one could compare!

So, this was an opportunity.

If they could follow by his side, that would be the greatest stroke of fortune from the Immortals.

Nan Feng, on the other hand, was slightly shocked and felt uneasy – Zi Ling was too bold.

How dare she make such a request to an Immortal?

But, deep in her heart, there was also a faint hope.

This senior seemed very approachable, and he appeared generous in guiding the younger generation. If Zi Ling really had the chance...

Li Fan heard this and hesitated slightly.

Follow by his side to learn painting?

But, he had no plans of taking disciples...

"System task issued: Impart teachings and take on two disciples!"

Li Fan was at a loss for words, damn it, it seemed he had no choice in the matter.

"Very well, since that's the case, I shall take you two as my disciples then—" Li Fan grudgingly accepted.

At his words, Zi Ling was completely stunned; she seemed foolishly incredulous, as if she couldn't believe it was true.

"What? Not happy?" Li Fan asked in confusion.

"No... no... I just can't believe, can't believe this is real!"

Zi Ling immediately came back to her senses, she jumped up excitedly, like a child, exclaiming, "Wow, this is great, this is great! The senior has accepted me, the senior has accepted me!"

Her face was flushed with excitement, red like an apple, exceptionally charming.

Nan Feng also shook, could it be that the senior had actually agreed to Zi Ling's request?

This was too unexpected!

Was this senior so easygoing?

It seemed, this truly was Zi Ling's fortunate encounter with an Immortal!

She was sincerely happy for Zi Ling!

Although it was said that within the Three Absolutes Holy Land there were painting legacies left by the Three Absolute Immortals, now it seemed that those could not compare with this senior!

After all, those legacies were left by the Three Absolute Immortals before they became Immortals, in a certain sense, most people could only cultivate to become Supreme, and most only had the chance to observe, how could that compare with following and receiving teachings from a true Immortal?

Furthermore, in the Sect Gate, Zi Ling, despite her excellent talents, often faced neglect. To leave the Sect Gate and have someone to rely on now, that was extremely favorable indeed.

In short, following this senior, was absolutely worth it!

As she was celebrating, suddenly, she felt something was off.

Had the senior just said, "I shall take you two as my disciples"?

Two people?

Realizing this, her heart skipped a beat.

What was this situation...

She immediately became nervous, somewhat trembling as she said, "Senior... You just mentioned, taking... taking us two as disciples?"

Li Fan nodded, "Yes."

Nan Feng hesitated briefly, but eventually bit the bullet and said, "Senior, I study the Music Path with the Jiaowei Qin..."

This senior had become Saintly through the Art of Painting, she wouldn't be able to learn, would she have to switch to studying painting?

Li Fan looked at her and immediately understood, this girl was worried about a mismatch in expertise!

He couldn't help but reveal a faint smile and said, "May I listen to a piece played by you?"

Nan Feng dared not show any disrespect, and immediately nodded, taking the Jiaowei Qin off her back.

She then sat down, her slender jade fingers resting on the qin strings.

After taking a deep breath, she plucked the strings!

The clear and transcendent sound of the qin suddenly rose, as if a gentle breeze was coming forth, accompanied by the pitter-patter of a spring, instantly giving one the feeling of inner peace.

It seemed as if orioles were singing from distant mountains, drifting and softly chirping in the green valleys, just like the babbling of a stream flowing down a cliff...

Li Fan even nodded slightly; this girl's qin music possessed a spirit of ethereality, showing great intuitive understanding in the art of qin.

However, he also heard many flaws!

After a while, Nan Feng finally finished playing, she gently exhaled, and raising her eyes to Li Fan, said, "Senior, I have finished."

Zi Ling said with a face full of enrapture, "Sister Nan Feng plays so beautifully!"

Li Fan smiled and replied, "Your foundation is not bad."

"But, you are too rigid in your finger techniques, sacrificing spirit for form, which is a great mistake."

Having said that, he walked over and said, "Let me play a tune on your qin."

Nan Feng was immediately surprised. Did this senior... understand not only painting but also the qin?

But then she was a bit puzzled; when she was at the Three Absolutes Holy Land, her master had said that her finger techniques were not yet proficient and standard, so she needed to continue to solidify them. How could this senior suggest that she was limited by her finger techniques...

Without hesitation, she stood up and respectfully handed the qin to Li Fan.

Li Fan took the qin, sat down, and casually stroked the strings.

At once, a gentle and invisible sound wave spread out like the flow of water!

A casual strum of the qin, and its sound touched the heart!

Just a single note stunned both Zi Ling and Nan Feng, their beautiful eyes wide open!

The sound of the qin was as refreshing and heartwarming as a spring breeze, as if awakening the soul!

Li Fan didn't stop his hands, continuing to pluck the strings.

Suddenly, it was as if a clear sound descended from the heavens!

The music of the qin was like a divine spring, flowing out from a delicate immortal, tumbling above the white clouds, soaring among the frosty leaves, elusive like a deity, exquisitely elegant!

The essence of the Dao took flight!

Nan Feng was as if struck by lightning; with her gaze fixed on Li Fan, she clearly saw essences of the Dao turning into soaring kites beneath his unconstrained techniques, scattering in all directions with the sound waves!

The qin had entered the Dao!

Just listening to the sound of the qin made her tremble, as if every cell had been awakened, and the dormant soul was completely revitalized!

The Dao within her consolidated, her comprehension was sublimating, and her aura was surging!

In an instant, she seemed to enter a wondrous Enlightenment Realm!

Zi Ling was equally mesmerized; although she could not sense the true subtlety, in her eyes, Li Fan at this moment was like a painting!

Merging with the qin, he was so graceful, so natural, so refined and easygoing, yet with dignity...

Suddenly she thought of a term: Immortal Qi!

This senior before her did not need to intentionally display this; Immortal Qi naturally accompanied him, and his transcendental temperament deeply intoxicated her.

At this moment, it was as if all troubles had vanished, and she herself was riding on a holy kite, roaming the Star River, overlooking mountains and rivers, with immortal waterfalls passing by her side, and immortal cranes crying in the distance...

At the very moment Li Fan played the qin, not only the two of them, but even the Earth Chickens in the courtyard pecking at food suddenly quieted down and lay on the ground.

In the pond, a school of Golden Carps suddenly stilled, motionless, as if petrified.

On the Pantao Tree, the lustrous and tempting Pan Peaches seemed to ripen a bit more, their fragrance even richer, and the branches of the Pantao Tree hung down without wind, as if in slumber...

Li Fan's piece finally came to an end.

He looked up to see Nan Feng, but found her with her eyes tightly closed, seemingly savoring and reflecting...