Chapter 1351: Healing

A simple solitary boat floated on the sea outside Hidden Spirit Island.

“Don’t worry about it; let it drift with the wind and go wherever it takes us,” Xu Fan said, lying on the boat and watching Zhang Weiyun grill meat for him.

“Do you like it this way, husband?” Zhang Weiyun asked with a smile.

“Sometimes I feel like I can control everything, but then I realize that what I think I control might have already been predetermined.”

“Rules within rules are still rules, and paths within the wide road are still paths,” Xu Fan mused, gazing at the gently rippling sea.

“Husband, your insights sound like those of someone standing at the peak of a small world, ready to ascend,” Zhang Weiyun teased as she continued grilling the meat.

“Haha, that’s a pretty accurate description.”

Xu Fan squinted at the Bear Two cloud in the sky, feeling the boat sway with the wind and waves.

“Here’s the grilled meat you wanted, seasoned only with a bit of saltwater,” Zhang Weiyun said, placing a juicy, bone-in piece of meat in front of Xu Fan.

“Now that’s what I call authentic grilled meat.”

The small boat was enveloped by the chaotic world, and both Xu Fan and Zhang Weiyun were in a mortal state at that moment.

They lived this drifting life for a month, with the boat floating on the sea the entire time.

Sometimes the sea was calm, other times stormy; sometimes it rained for days, and other times fierce winds and heavy rains battered them.

But Xu Fan endured it all, relying solely on his mortal strength.

From his perspective, he noticed the system runic sphere inside him was slowly degrading.

He concluded that this might be because he had been in a mortal state for so long, and the system was adapting to his condition.

Realizing this, Xu Fan grew excited.

“Grape, based on the data I provided, how long will it take for the system runic sphere to degrade to a level I can crack?” Xu Fan asked.

“According to calculations, it will take at least 1.08 million years.”

“Based on the model you provided, it’s best if you avoid using power above the Golden Immortal level during this time. Otherwise, the model will instantly revert to its peak state,” Grape reported.

“Can we accelerate time?”

1.08 million years would be easy for Xu Fan to manage now.

“Not possible. The time calibration of the model you provided is already connected to the chaotic River of Time,” Grape replied.

Hearing “chaotic River of Time,” Xu Fan dismissed the idea.

“1.08 million years… I’ll need to make some plans,” Xu Fan said thoughtfully.

Just then, Zhang Weiyun leaned gently against him.

“Husband, your essence and spirit are depleted. You should focus on resting now,” Zhang Weiyun said softly.

“Alright, I’ll listen to my wife and take a break for half a year,” Xu Fan said with a smile, pulling Weiyun closer.

A Teleportation Formation enveloped their boat, and they were transported back to Hidden Spirit Sect.

In the harem area of Wang Yulun, Wang Yulun was teaching his 382 children.

“The foundation of swordsmanship lies in intent, then in the heart, and finally in the divine. These are the three realms of entering swordsmanship.”

“The heart is…”

Xu Fan’s figure appeared in the dojo, smiling as he watched Wang Yulun passionately teaching.

As Xu Fan’s good brother and one of the two Great Saints in the Hidden Spirit Sect, Wang Yulun’s fighting strength might seem negligible to Xu Fan, but he was indeed a top presence in the Three Thousand Realms.

Wang Yulun gained benefits from the True Self maneuvering through myriad worlds, and in the end, his essence was completely absorbed by Wang Yulun.

The martial arts of the myriad worlds now belonged entirely to Wang Yulun.

While he may not have mastered the Three Thousand Paths, he was certainly proficient in many.

These paths ranged from Golden Immortal to Great Saint level.

So, he was more than capable of teaching these 382 children.

As Xu Fan observed Wang Yulun enthusiastically imparting his teachings and the 382 children listening half-heartedly below, he suddenly understood what it meant to enjoy communal happiness.

Among these 382 children were boys and girls, each with different personalities.

At that moment, a girl in green suddenly raised her hand.

“Father, your teachings on swordsmanship are too ordinary; they are not as good as the true understanding Uncle Xu shared during his Golden Immortal days.”

Her crisp voice floated in the dojo, unleashing a hint of sword intent.

Seeing the girl was like gazing at a beautiful Spiritual Sword.

“You professional contender, sit down. My teachings on swordsmanship are meant to solidify your foundation and fulfill my duty as a father.”

“Also, interrupting your father is very rude,” Wang Yulun replied sternly, putting on a serious face.

“Father, Yunmei spoke only after your permission,” a sturdy boy stood up.

“Yeah~”

The other children began to chatter excitedly, which frustrated Wang Yulun immensely.

Xu Fan chuckled at the scene; after all these years, his good brother’s easy-going nature caused his children to lack respect.

“Little brats, do you dare to duel with me? I’ll suppress my realm to match yours.”

Suddenly, everyone was teleported to a contest arena, and all their realms were suppressed to true immortal level.

A bamboo stick appeared in Wang Yulun’s hand.

“Listen up, if you can defeat me, I’ll use my authority to treat you all to a Golden Immortal level Grand Dragon Feast,” Wang Yulun taunted, brandishing the bamboo stick.

“Dad, a deal is a deal,” one boy holding a halberd that was half his height declared.

“That’s natural.”

In an instant, a group of true immortal stage children charged toward Wang Yulun, shouting loudly.

From a god-like perspective, Xu Fan watched the battle unfold and felt that his good brother just wanted to experience the fun of playfully scolding the kids.

The girls near him were gently dismissed, but the boys received no such mercy; if they dared to get close, the bamboo stick would come crashing down on their behinds.

From his brother’s calm expression, Xu Fan sensed a peculiar delight.

Before long, all the boys were rolling on the ground, clutching their bottoms, while the girls were held still by a soft protective barrier.

“I am proficient in a thousand paths, and everything I teach is my own insights.”

“From now on, listen carefully, even if you think you’ve heard it before; stay humble and cultivate the heart.”

Wang Yulun stood with his back to everyone, exuding an aura of a wise master.

“Dad, you’re just bullying us! If you’re capable, go challenge others of the same realm in the Source Realm; I bet you won’t even make it into the top five,” a little boy provocatively said, ignoring the pain in his bottom.

“Little rascal, always rebutting your father,” a virtual image of the bamboo stick swooped toward him.

A sharp sound echoed throughout the contest arena.

“Big Brother Xu, I’m sorry to embarrass you; my family discipline isn’t strict,” Wang Yulun looked up and apologized to the sky.

“It’s alright; life should have more fun.”

After all, Xu Fan was genuinely enjoying himself.

By the lake, Xu Fan and Wang Yulun were fishing.

“When the kids were young, you weren’t strict. Do you regret it?” Xu Fan asked with a smile.

“What’s there to regret? As long as they don’t go off on the wrong path, let them do as they please,” Wang Yulun replied.

“You’re so carefree! One last question, is it enjoyable to scold the kids?”

“Hehehe~”