Banshee Family Training Record

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Now that no one was around, Yun Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Now you can tell the truth."

Sima Lixin swallowed hard, his voice hoarse, and said, "I've always been resentful of you. I've loved Princess Sheng Linglong for so many years, but in the end, when I was closest to her love, you stole the peach from my heart..."

Yun Chuanxin said, "Brother, you're too overconfident. Linglong barely even glanced at you. She only said that because she was sure I could beat you. If I couldn't beat her, she would have rejected me outright, believe it or not..."

“But now I realize that you are indeed stronger than I imagined.” Sima Lixin clenched his fists, raised his head, stared directly at Yun Chuan, his eyes bloodshot, and his body trembling. “Yesterday, right there in the secret realm, you could easily have killed those giant-headed demons…”

Yun Chu'an quickly waved his hand: "That's not true, brother. Yesterday's success was mainly due to Yan Shuiyi's efforts..."

He kept muttering to himself, thinking that this guy was probably going to start blaming me for not saving his grandfather when I had such great strength.

"No, I know, I can see it, it's your strength," Sima Lixin growled. "I can see it, Yun Chu'an, you are the most crucial one..."

"Yun Chu'an, there were a lot of people outside just now. Now, I have something to say to you..."

Yun Chu'an tensed up. It seemed that Sima Lixin intended to fight him to the death, and he was really afraid that this young man, in the grief of losing his loved ones, might have a moment of despair and come to him to seek his own death.

However, Sima Lixin suddenly bent down and knelt before him.

Yun Chu'an reacted quickly and helped him up, asking in confusion, "Brother, why are you doing this! This...this is too much for me!"

Sima Lixin's eyes were red and choked with sobs as he said, "Please teach me how to become stronger, Your Highness!"

"From now on, my life and my family are in your hands... I will be your eternal follower!"

Sima Lixin thought a lot last night. He had a very deep relationship with his grandfather. When he was young, before his talent was revealed and his body was very weak, his grandfather would hold him to sleep every night and keep an eye on his condition.

However, he failed to protect him yesterday. On the contrary, it was his grandfather who lost his life to the giant skull demon while trying to save him.

This incident deeply affected him, filling him with immense regret. He pondered it all night and suddenly realized that many of his obsessions were actually quite absurd and laughable, causing him to waste a lot of time and effort.

Now, my grandfather's life is beyond saving. But at least I want to fulfill his wishes.

This allowed the Sima family to embark on a new path of prosperity.

Right now, the most convenient way is to get on Yun Chu'an's good side.

It was with this thought in mind that Sima Lixin called Yun Chuan to this deserted little tent, and was willing to kneel down to him, just to climb onto the Yun family's chariot.

Grandpa, rest assured, the Sima family will absolutely not perish in my hands.

On the contrary, he will become more prosperous because of me!

Sima Lixin's heart uttered such a silent cry.

Yun Chu'an helped him up, sensing his turbulent emotions. His feelings were complicated, but he said slowly and deliberately, "Don't say such things. We are both officials in the same court, and it is only natural for us to help each other. If there is anything you want to learn, I will teach you as long as I can."

But then he put on a stern face and said, "But let me make this clear: many of the spells and supernatural abilities I've learned are designed to complement my cultivation techniques. If you want to learn them, you'll have to start over and lose more than you gain. You need to be prepared for that."

He said this in a serious voice, but the reasons he gave were actually quite responsible.

Sima Lixin's eyes were red-rimmed. He nodded heavily upon hearing this and said in a deep voice, "My lord, please rest assured, I understand all of this. As for those things that I shouldn't have learned, I wouldn't have learned them anyway."

Yun Chu'an sighed softly: "Well, I hope you can learn it."

Sima Lixin pursed his lips and said, "I know that strength mainly depends on talent, Lord Yun. Perhaps my talent is not as good as yours, but I will do my best to catch up..."

Yun Chuan turned his face away sheepishly, thinking to himself that his strength and talent had little to do with each other; he was mainly able to get to this point thanks to the system...

But he couldn't explain the system to Sima Lixin, since even he himself didn't know where the system came from.

Finally, he could only cough lightly, pretending to be in complete control, and said, "Anyway, from now on, you'll be following me... hmm?"

Before he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look at the doorway with a puzzled look.

But then, he was both amused and exasperated.

He already sensed that Sheng Linglong and the others had arrived. These women seemed worried about his safety and were secretly eavesdropping outside.

His expression made him both laugh and cry, but a warm feeling also welled up inside him.

……

On the banks of the Wei River, at the current residence of the Nalan family.

"Young Miss, it's time to wash your feet."

A girl with pigtails, dressed in a red maid's outfit, and of ordinary appearance, carried a basin of foot bath water containing precious medicinal herbs. She pushed open the door, lowered her eyes, and spoke softly.

"Okay, put it there."

Inside the room, the elegantly dressed Foundation Establishment stage female cultivator casually gave a command, completely unaware that the maid in front of her was not the servant she had always known.

So the maid with pigtails squatted down, took off her shoes and socks, and helped her wash her feet. However, she was actually chanting a spell to activate the incense, causing a mysterious and strange aura to linger in the room.

The female cultivator being served felt very comfortable, and her eyelids began to droop wildly. Not wanting to suffer from drowsiness, she leaned to one side and fell into a deep sleep.

Then, the maid with pigtails quietly got up and tiptoed to the young lady's desk.

This woman was none other than Hua Caiyan. She had been lurking here, observing for many days.

According to her observation, this young lady from the Nalan family was quite talented and had a strong sense of self-determination, so she was involved in many family affairs and knew a lot of confidential information.

Especially recently, the Nalan family seems to be having very close correspondence with a foreign power, as if they are plotting something earth-shattering.

Hua Caiyan was anxious because she was worried that this matter might be detrimental to her family and was eager to find out what had happened.

After much thought, she decided to set her sights on this young lady. (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the initial thought.)

This young lady seemed like a perfect successor, her only flaw being that her cultivation level hadn't yet matured, at least not compared to her current late-stage Foundation Establishment realm. That's why she was completely unaware that her maid had been replaced and was easily bewitched, rendered unconscious.

So, with a certain excitement, Hua Caiyan began rummaging through the drawers and cabinets here.

She searched every possible hiding place, from the young lady's bedside table to her dressing table, her desk, bookshelves, and even inside her wardrobe.

Chapter 636 Treason, Inviting Wolves into the House!

During this process, the little fox discovered many strange and wonderful things. The seemingly pure and conservative eldest daughter of the Nalan family had such amazing private ways of playing that she was speechless. She exclaimed that the young lady of this old family was truly a fairy who could fart in extraordinary ways.

Persistence pays off. After searching around, she finally found a few scattered notes, but the information inside was fragmented and could not be deduced from anything of value.

Despite her anxiety, Hua Caiyan had no choice but to quickly restore everything to normal, let the young lady go back to bed and get some sleep, and then she continued to disguise herself as a maid, left the room, frowned, and finally made up her mind.

It seems we have to take some risks.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained!

She continued her disguise and infiltration, searching for an opportunity to eavesdrop. She was very lucky; the very next day, the eldest daughter of the Nalan family woke up feeling refreshed and clear-headed, with no suspicion whatsoever about what had happened the day before. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly a fragment from another text.)

Immediately afterwards, she received a message from her family and hurried to the central council hall for a meeting.

Around this enormous round table, the elders and matriarch of the Nalan family were all seated. Facing the letter placed in the center of the table, each of them wore a tense expression and began to discuss amongst themselves.

"Are we really going to do this? With such fanfare..."

"In that case, we don't need to worry about whether it will be exposed or not. In any case, it is undoubtedly a crime of treason."

"So what? Do you all really think that the State of Jin can hold out any longer? Not to mention how they've treated our family. A wise bird chooses a better tree to perch on; it's time to choose a more enlightened ruler..."

As the group discussed the matter, the matriarch of the Nalan family, who was originally a kind-looking middle-aged woman, now had a worried expression and was extremely nervous.

She knew that the choices she would make next would determine the life or death of the Nalan family, but it seemed that no matter what she chose, it would not be a good ending.

Even if they betrayed the State of Jin, how could I, as a former traitor, be given an important position under the new king?

She didn't know why, but the more she thought about it, the more anxious she became, and her heart pounded wildly.

Time passed by, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet. For a moment, there was almost no sound inside or outside the room, or even in the courtyard. Only a white-haired old male servant at the ninth level of Qi Refining was slowly and steadily sweeping the fallen leaves with a huge broom.

Finally, after an unknown amount of deliberation, an elder of the Nalan family could no longer bear the oppressive atmosphere and said, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Besides, the King of Qin has more than just this one battle to fight."

"We all know his ambition. He longs to expand and annex, using the resources of other countries to push himself to the Nascent Soul stage, and finally to conquer the Central Plains and become the new emperor."

His eyes were piercing as he scanned the surroundings, and he said in a deep voice, "Even if Ying Xuan hasn't said it outright, everyone can see his ambition. He'll inevitably have enemies to deal with in the future. Even if we join him now as traitors, will we still have to fight in the future?"

"As long as we keep fighting alongside the Qin army, even if we don't get important positions in the future, it will still be much better than being stuck in Jin like this, right?"

These words struck a chord with everyone, becoming the final straw that broke the camel's back. The Lady of Nalan finally made her decision; a ruthless glint appeared on her previously gentle face: "Fine, then..."

"We accepted the Qin army's invitation and let their iron hooves trample these things. What rightfully belongs to us, even if destroyed, will not be taken away by anyone else!"

Her declaration was clear in its implication: at this moment, what they hated most was the family that had taken away their family's medicinal fields, leaving them with no means of survival.

The Yun family on Huai Mountain!

Finally, the Nalan family reached a consensus, and those who disagreed suppressed their feelings and resolutely decided to carry out the decision.

Outside, the centenarian white-haired servant was still sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard. He swung his huge broom, sweeping again and again, his cloudy old eyes seemingly dim, unable to see the person in front of him clearly.

A young servant came up to him and said, "Sir, it's time to rest. Go back now."

The old man raised his head, his face blank. He opened his mouth, revealing only one ugly, yellow tooth: "They've changed the system of awarding heads? Has our Jin state also started using decapitations to determine military merit like Qin has done? Ah, this is terrible! We'll be seen as heretics..."

The young servant, both amused and exasperated, helped him up and slowly repeated the explanation until the old man finally understood.

Then, he helped the old man back to his room. Pushing open the messy bedroom door, a stench suddenly wafted out. The old man realized what was happening and muttered, "The chamber pot is under the bed. I need to empty it. Hurry up and empty it..."

The young handyman pinched his nose and said, "Please don't move, sir, I'll do it..."

As he spoke, he endured the smell, bent down and looked under the bed, but then his pupils suddenly contracted.

At the same time, a glint flashed in the old handyman's cloudy eyes, and he brought down a hand chop—

boom--

Suddenly, the young servant's eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Three minutes later, the bedroom door opened, and the young handyman came out with money. When others asked him where he was going, he only said that his storage bag was broken and he was going to buy some new ones.

Once outside and arriving at Weihu Market, she no longer needed to pretend. In a flash, she transformed back into her original form, with two long ponytails tied behind her head and wearing a bright red backless dance dress. She was none other than Hua Caiyan, who had already reached the late Foundation Establishment stage.

She was both excited and nervous. The confidential information she had just learned from the Nalan family shocked her. These guys were so audacious as to try to lure the Qin army into their home!

We must immediately inform Fourth Sister and Yun Chu'an of this news!

With this thought in mind, her body transformed into a plume of fiery red smoke and sped away into the distance.

……

Three days ago.

The King of Qin, dressed in a noble black robe and wearing a flat-topped crown, sat on the dragon throne, listening quietly to the reports from his subordinates.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the edge of the chair beside him, indicating that he was deep in thought. At his feet, three Qin officials knelt, reporting to him in detail the events that had occurred in the secret realm.

Their voices trembled. After this incident, they all realized that the plan to launch a surprise attack on the capital of Zhao was basically doomed to failure. They could not guess how much rage their emperor would unleash because of this.

Finally, their report ended, and they lowered their heads, awaiting their fate.

"Okay, you go down."

However, to their surprise, the usually capricious King of Qin did not lose his temper this time. He uttered a few flat syllables, as if today he suddenly wanted to show mercy and spare his subordinates.

The officials dared not be negligent, quickly expressing their gratitude before withdrawing. After they left, the King of Qin lightly tapped the edge of his chair with his fingers, lost in thought.

“Yun Chu’an…” he murmured the name. This was not the first time he had heard the name. When his subordinates reported the battle situation after the failed attack to test Lian Yanzhang’s strength, they also mentioned the name.

Back then, his cultivation level was only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, but now it has reached the middle stage...

The improvement speed is that fast?

Or is it that the State of Jin truly produced an extraordinary genius?

Chapter 637 Wanted: Ye Jinglan

The King of Qin was unaware of the situation, but one thing he was certain of was that Yun Chu'an was now a very obstructive obstacle on his path to conquering the State of Zhao.

He had to deal with this person, but killing him by force would likely be counterproductive: most of the Golden Core cultivators in the country were no match for him, and even the most talented young people probably couldn't match his strength. On the other hand, sending out real Nascent Soul cultivators to deal with him would be too ostentatious.

Moreover, the State of Zhao would never sit idly by and wait for its demise.

However, it seems there is a solution.

Yun Chu'an, after all, was a person from the State of Jin, not a true cultivator from the State of Zhao.

A sinister glint was flashing in the King of Qin's eyes.

Why not just get him out of here?

……

Time flies by, especially for cultivators in the Golden Core stage, whose concept of time has become quite weak. Sometimes, three to five days can pass in just a short period of meditation.

If one wants to go into seclusion to comprehend something, or try to break through a closed realm, then in the blink of an eye, three to five months, or even one or two years, it will be gone.

Yun Chu'an was the same. Although he had only been on the path of cultivation for a short time, his cultivation progressed at an extremely fast pace.

He felt like it hadn't been long, but one day, on a whim, he counted on his fingers and realized that he had actually been at the front lines of the Qin-Zhao conflict for more than half a year.