Chapter 965

Chapter 965: The Good Brother

On the giant lake outside the Hidden Spirit Sect, Wang Yulun was fishing, with a young couple standing behind him.

“Dad, just agree! Following Shadows and I really want to explore the Immortal Realm,” the woman behind Wang Yulun said.

“You’re both too weak right now. You’ve just advanced to a Quasi-Immortal, and Following Shadows hasn’t fully adapted to the true immortal level fighting strength puppet yet.”

“Is it because you’ve been in the sect for so long that you think the outside world is completely safe?” Wang Yulun shook his head.

“Uncle Xu already agreed, so why can’t you?” Wang Linger pouted.

“If you go out, don’t think I don’t know you’ll try to bring your Master along. Stay in the sect. Once you advance to true immortals, you can go wherever you want,” Wang Yulun said firmly.

Just then, a beam of light rose from the main peak of Hidden Spirit Island and landed beside Wang Yulun.

“What’s the problem? If they want to go out, let them. As long as they stay within Giant City, it’s not a big deal,” Xu Fan advised.

“No, their strength is too weak. With their Quasi-Immortal cultivation, even the slightest hint of what you’ve given them could attract unwanted attention,” Wang Yulun insisted, shaking his head.

Wang Linger stomped her foot and left with Following Shadows in tow.

Xu Fan chuckled as he watched the scene unfold.

“Children grow up and stop listening,” Wang Yulun sighed.

“What do you mean? At least they still listen to you for now,” Xu Fan said, pulling out a fishing rod to join his good brother.

“I’ve noticed you’ve been working harder lately. Did that elderly man with white hair who visited the other day inspire you?” Wang Yulun asked curiously.

“Not entirely. Now that the sect has stabilized a bit, I thought I should take this opportunity to focus on improving the disciples’ cultivation.”

“At the very least, we need tens of thousands of true immortals,” Xu Fan said casually.

With the sect’s resources plentiful, the cultivation levels of the first, second, and third-generation disciples were steadily rising.

Xu Fan believed that in a few hundred years, the number of true immortal disciples in the sect would grow significantly.

“Then I’ll focus on nurturing a few exceptional disciples with great aptitude and comprehension, aiming to make the Hidden Spirit Sect a holy land of the Immortal Sect within 10,000 years,” Xu Fan said, gazing at the lake with determination.

He felt he had been too lax in the lower realm before. Although he had treated the sect’s disciples well, he had never truly taken the time to teach them properly.

He could barely recall the last time he had casually offered some guidance during a teaching session.

“Looks like you’re finally getting serious. It’s about time!” Wang Yulun said, just as his fishing rod suddenly jerked, starting a fierce tug-of-war.

Xu Fan watched curiously, wondering where the pulling force was coming from.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the Immortal Realm, a girl blushed furiously as she struggled to hold onto her red bellyband.

She had been relaxing in her courtyard when suddenly, a powerful force latched onto her bellyband, trying to pull it into the void.

At first, she panicked, but as the bellyband began to slip away, she summoned all her strength to resist.

“This is my newly bought protective celestial tool, the soft inner armor! If I lose it, how will I protect myself from danger outside?”

The girl clung to the bellyband, refusing to let go, her eyes flashing with a mix of embarrassment and anger as she glared at the faint thread tugging at it.

The pulling force grew stronger, and despite her best efforts, she couldn’t stop it from being ripped away.

She collapsed to the ground, staring in disbelief at the direction her bellyband had vanished.

“1,200 Immortal Jade… just gone like that!”

“How am I supposed to explain this to my mom?”

At that moment, Xu Fan and Wang Yulun stared at the red bellyband dangling from the fishing hook.

“It’s barely a celestial tool of any decent grade. Selling it to the merchants might get us around 1,000 Immortal Jade,” Xu Fan said, already used to Wang Yulun pulling out odd celestial tools while fishing.

“Lately, I don’t know why, but I keep catching these personal celestial tools, and Qianer’s been giving me weird looks more and more often.”

Wang Yulun casually took the red bellyband off the hook and stored it in his Space Artifact without a second thought.

He’d caught even more intimate celestial tools before—this bellyband was nothing new.

“Big Brother Xu, lately, whenever I try to cultivate, I end up falling asleep.”

“In my dreams, my older brother and second brother are always fighting.” Taking advantage of the quiet moment, Wang Yulun shared something only his good brother should hear.

“Older brother and second brother?”

“The older brother is the one from my time in the lower realm, and the second brother is the Regent Princess of the Da Zhou Celestial Dynasty.”

“In my dreams, there are a few others watching the fight, if I’m not mistaken.”

Wang Yulun sighed deeply at this point.

“Older brother and second brother!” Xu Fan’s tone was thick with envy.

“Back home, we have a saying: If you can’t fight it, just lie down and accept it.”

“Only true warriors face a bleak life head-on. Compared to bleakness, you should count yourself lucky,” Xu Fan said, a touch of melancholy in his voice.

Then, an idea struck him. He decided to visit the elderly man with white hair after spending time with his good brother.

“Dreaming is one thing, but if they actually show up, that’s trouble.”

“With my current low cultivation, it seems my older brother and second brother are more powerful than ever.”

“I’m just worried they might take their anger out on you, Big Brother Xu,” Wang Yulun said, his voice filled with concern.

“Don’t worry about that. When it comes to big names, we’ve never backed down,” Xu Fan reassured him, giving Wang Yulun’s shoulder a firm pat.

“By the way, Big Brother Xu, remember that Tianhuan Pearl from the Da Zhou Celestial Dynasty we saw in the lower realm? There’s been a follow-up.”

“I’ve already checked it out. You should take it and have a look, but keep it away from prying eyes.”

Thinking about the follow-up, Wang Yulun’s expression turned a bit odd.

“Really? I’ll find a chance to check it out,” Xu Fan said as he took the Tianhuan Pearl.

After a full day of fishing with his good brother, Xu Fan returned to his small courtyard.

“Grape, teleport me to the North Dipper Immortal Realm, Shangling City,” Xu Fan instructed.

He had just contacted his newly acknowledged good brother and received the address.

“Understood, Master. Due to the distance, please enter the Door of Void Realm for teleportation,” Grape replied.

In the North Dipper Immortal Realm, in Shangling City, Xu Fan’s former friend and now good nephew, Star Spirit, served two cups of tea of the wide road to Xu Fan and the elderly man with white hair.

“Little brother, don’t hesitate to ask for anything,” the elderly man said warmly, not expecting Xu Fan to show up so soon.

“Big brother, I have a favor to ask,” Xu Fan said seriously.

“Just say the word; there’s no need for formalities between us brothers,” the elderly man said, waving his hand with a hearty, brotherly air.

“I have a cultivation partner in the Feiyu Realm named Zhang Weiyun.”

“Just before I was about to ascend, she was taken by a mysterious woman in battle armor. Later, my partner contacted me, saying she’d been taken as a disciple, but I’m still worried. I need to know where she is now.”

As Xu Fan spoke, he passed the relevant information to the elderly man with white hair.