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As Ye Fan stepped forward, with each stride, his aura grew stronger.
This caught the attention of Wuma Changkong and Wuma Xian'er in the void, leaving them momentarily stunned. "What is he doing?"
Lang Sun Chuan stood beside Wuma Changkong, a hint of shock appearing in his eyes as he said, "It seems Master has broken through again!"
With that, Lang Sun Chuan stepped out eagerly to greet Ye Fan, his expression respectful as he bowed and said, "Disciple pays respects to Master. Congratulations on your cultivation reaching new heights."
Lang Sun Chuan was now completely convinced by Ye Fan as his master, admiring him deeply.
Although he was older and addressing Ye Fan as his master in front of so many people might seem embarrassing, Lang Sun Chuan felt no shame at all.
In fact, he believed that becoming Ye Fan's disciple was the best decision he had ever made.
Ye Fan had directly granted him a spot in the Celestial Palace of the Sky, which was already a significant gesture.
This alone moved Lang Sun Chuan to tears.
However, what truly made him admire Ye Fan even more was the forging technique Ye Fan had passed on to him.
Ever since Ye Fan taught Lang Sun Chuan the Divine Refinement Technique, he had been immersed in studying and comprehending it.
The more he delved into it, the more he realized the profundity and intricacies of the Divine Refinement Technique.
Many confusions he previously had regarding forging were suddenly clarified.
In this short period, Lang Sun Chuan discovered that his understanding of forging had significantly improved.
And all of this was thanks to Ye Fan.
"Um, you should step aside for a moment," Ye Fan said, nodding at Lang Sun Chuan. "I just broke through, and I haven't had the chance to stabilize my power before rushing out."
Ye Fan had indeed just made a breakthrough, yet he was fully aware of the situation outside, as it was all within the range of his spiritual sense.
So when he saw Wuma Xian'er preparing to call for him, he simply decided to emerge from seclusion.
"Yes, Master," Lang Sun Chuan replied respectfully, quickly stepping aside.
"Just made a breakthrough?"
As they watched Ye Fan step out, Wuma Changkong and Wuma Xian'er exchanged glances, both feeling utterly speechless.
Behind them, the disciples of the Supreme Demon Sect looked at Ye Fan as if he were a monster.
Had he broken through again?
They knew that not long ago, this guest expert had only just reached the Mid Stage of Great Achievement.
And with that level of cultivation, he had defeated Lian Jun from the Suspended King Sword Sect, who was at the Initial Stage of God Slaying.
Ye Fan's victory quickly spread throughout the Supreme Demon Sect, making him famous overnight.
Yet now he claimed to have broken through again...
What on earth? Wasn't this a monster?
"Young Master, are you alright?"
Ye Qingling had been in seclusion for her cultivation, but she was startled by Ye Fan's aura. Hearing his voice made her stop her practice.
As she stepped out from another room, she saw a sea of disciples from the Supreme Demon Sect in the air, each exuding powerful energy.
But Ye Qingling paid no attention to these things and directly looked at Ye Fan, walking over to him.
"I'm fine, Qingling Sister, you don't need to worry."
Ye Fan smiled at Ye Qingling, his aura gradually retracting.
He soon arrived at the somewhat awkward gathering of Wuma Changkong and the others, saying, "It's all good; I just made it in time for the departure!"
Wuma Changkong couldn't help but scoff, "You brat, have you broken through again?"
Ye Fan replied, "There's no choice. Whether entering the Eastern Wilderness or the Immortal Mansion, having a bit more strength means a bit more security. So I had to improve my strength during seclusion!"
Upon hearing this, Wuma Changkong was speechless; it sounded as if Ye Fan thought breaking through was as easy as flipping a switch!
However, Wuma Xian'er noticed Ye Qingling who had come along and scrutinized her closely. Then she looked at her as if she were a monster and said, "How is that possible? How could your strength increase so much all of a sudden?"
At this moment, Ye Qingling's cultivation had already reached the peak of Mid-Stage Nascent Soul.
It wouldn't be long before she could step into Late Stage Nascent Soul.
It should be noted that when they came to the Southern Wilderness, Ye Qingling was merely a cultivator at the Golden Core Stage.
How could she possibly break through several realms in such a short time and reach Mid-Stage Nascent Soul?
Wuma Changkong also instantly realized something was off with Ye Qingling and turned his gaze toward Ye Fan, asking, "What's going on here?"
He certainly didn't believe that Ye Qingling could cultivate so quickly on her own.
Ye Fan casually explained, "It's nothing much; I just helped Qingling Sister change her constitution a bit!"
Ye Qingling nodded and looked seriously at Wuma Xian'er. "I now have the Heavenly Spirit Body; my cultivation speed is very fast. It won't be long before I catch up to you."
"Catch up to me?" Wuma Xian'er couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.
Ye Fan joked, "Sister Xianer, Qingling Sister is right. You need to step up your game! If Qingling Sister catches up to you, that would be quite embarrassing!"
"Heavenly Spirit Body..."
Wuma Changkong murmured softly, glancing at Ye Fan, but his mind was elsewhere.
He spoke up, "How about I select a group of disciples from the Supreme Demon Sect for you to help improve their physiques?"
Just a slight alteration to their physiques could turn them into Heavenly Spirit Bodies, drastically increasing their cultivation speed.
If he could produce a batch of such disciples in the Supreme Demon Sect, wouldn't they quickly dominate the entire Southern Region and stand unrivaled?
Upon hearing Wuma Changkong's words, the disciples of the Supreme Demon Sect behind him all looked at Ye Fan with shining eyes.
Ye Fan instantly felt speechless, a chill running down his spine.
The thought of changing the physiques of those disciples from the Supreme Demon Sect, inch by inch, bit by bit...
Ugh... Please don't gross me out!
Of course, Wuma Changkong was unaware of the process involved.
Ye Fan couldn't possibly explain it, so he changed the subject. "Sect Master, aren't we going to the Eastern Wilderness? Aren't we entering the Immortal Mansion?"
"Right, right! The Immortal Mansion is most important." Wuma Changkong immediately realized and his expression became more serious. "Dugu Laomo has already set off with the Bloodthirsty Demon Sect's disciples. Since you've emerged from seclusion, let's get moving!"
"Okay." Ye Fan nodded and then turned to Ye Qingling. "Qingling Sister, you should stay here at the Supreme Demon Sect and focus on your cultivation until we return."
Ye Qingling knew very well that with her strength, even if the Young Master wanted to take her to the Immortal Mansion, he simply did not have the qualifications, and she would only become a burden to him.
To prevent Ye Fan from worrying about her, Ye Qingling smiled brightly and said, "Young Master, don't worry. I won't go anywhere. I'll stay at the Supreme Demon Sect to cultivate and wait for your return."
"Good."
Ye Fan smiled again.
"Let's go."
Wuma Changkong glanced at the disciples behind him and suddenly waved his hand to give the order.
Immediately, the figures above the Supreme Demon Sect transformed into streaks of light, rushing toward the distant void, speeding eastward.
"Young Master, be careful!"
Seeing Ye Fan and the others disappear into the void, Ye Qingling shouted loudly into the emptiness.
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