Ye Fan said, "You didn't see it wrong, this is just a common movement technique used by cultivators."
"Hmph, trying to fool me again, take this." As the heir of an ancient martial arts family, Mo Xiaoyan didn't believe that immortality could truly be achieved. She had just advanced from the peak of the Ming Jin stage to the initial stage of the An Jin and wanted to test her skills. But when her palm struck toward Ye Fan's chest, seeing that Ye Fan didn't even move, she regretted it and hurriedly tried to pull back her strength but it was too late.
"Bang!" With almost a dull thud, her palm struck firmly on Ye Fan's chest, soft, indicating that Ye Fan didn't use his martial arts skills to resist.
"Ah?" Mo Xiaoyan initially had further moves, but she quickly withdrew them, touching Ye Fan's chest with her hand, and said, "Are you... are you okay?"
Ye Fan smiled and said, "What could happen? Be killed by your palm? Even if I weren't a cultivator, with your martial arts skills, this palm wouldn't hurt me in the slightest."
"Annoying brother-in-law, you're teasing me again. I won't talk to you anymore!"
Only then did Mo Xiaoyan realize she had been fooled. She turned her back to Ye Fan, wanting to be angry, but couldn't bring herself to be truly mad. She longed to turn around and talk to Ye Fan about the pain of separation, but couldn't do so.
"What, missed me?" Ye Fan suddenly hugged Mo Xiaoyan from behind.
Mo Xiaoyan's body trembled slightly and eventually softened in Ye Fan's gentle embrace. She closed her eyes, her tone slightly dissatisfied, "It's just that brother-in-law doesn't come to see me. I'm just angry. Who cares to miss you?"
"Still won't admit it." Ye Fan laughed, suddenly letting go, causing Mo Xiaoyan to lose support.
"Hey, annoying brother-in-law, letting go so soon?" Mo Xiaoyan turned her head to scold Ye Fan, only to be pulled outside by him.
Outside, it was already night, and the night sky over Luhai City was quite beautiful. Ye Fan smiled and said, "I'll take you to see the city's nightscape."
"What are you doing?" Mo Xiaoyan, amid resistance, suddenly felt her body lighten. As she soared into the sky with Ye Fan, a longsword appeared in front of them. Ye Fan jumped onto it with her, and the magic sword began to soar upwards, startling Mo Xiaoyan, "Brother-in-law... what is this? Stop... ah, I'm afraid of heights..."
Ye Fan said, "Nonsense, since when were you afraid of heights?"
"I just developed this fear, cough, don't you believe me? Actually, I'm sick... stop quickly."
Amid Mo Xiaoyan's protests, the flying sword swiftly cut through the sky, reaching hundreds of meters high at an incredible speed.
At first, Mo Xiaoyan held tightly onto Ye Fan's waist from behind. Gradually, she dared to open her eyes, and look down. After confirming that Ye Fan's flight was stable, she dared to carefully admire the beautiful city below her feet.
"It's really beautiful." Mo Xiaoyan, who loved new and beautiful things, felt an unparalleled sensation of warmth from Ye Fan's back as they flew through the city's night sky, with the person she liked.
"Do you like it? I'll take you around for a while, anyway, I'm not in a hurry to leave." Just after Ye Fan finished speaking, Mo Xiaoyan punched him in the back.
Mo Xiaoyan complained, "Annoying brother-in-law, just arrived and you're talking about leaving. Can't you stay a little longer with me?"
Ye Fan no longer mentioned leaving, staying with Mo Xiaoyan in the sky over Luhai City for half an hour before finally landing back in the original villa garden. Mo Xiaoyan seemed unsatisfied, still holding tightly onto Ye Fan from behind and refusing to let go.
"Now do you believe I'm starting to cultivate?" Ye Fan smiled, "This is a common flight technique among cultivators. In fact, with my current skill, I can fly without a magic sword, but the speed would be much slower."
Mo Xiaoyan held even tighter, "Annoying brother-in-law, you can go anywhere in the future, will you become immortal and never age?"
"Hmm." Ye Fan honestly replied, "I have already surpassed the Nascent Soul stage and have an eight hundred year lifespan."
"Ah? You're lying, you're just an ordinary person, how could you live... to eight hundred years?" Naturally, Mo Xiaoyan couldn't believe that someone could live to the age of eight hundred.
Ye Fan said, "Believe it or not, Zhaojun and I have both passed the Nascent Soul stage, probably because our constitution is suitable for cultivation."
This time, Mo Xiaoyan felt a bit sad and said, "What about my sister and me?"
"Hmm?" Ye Fan turned his head to see the sad look on the little girl's face.
"You and Li Zhaojun are both past the Nascent Soul stage, so you're no longer ordinary people and have an eight hundred year lifespan. But my sister and I can't, we're just ordinary people. When we grow old, brother-in-law will still be as young as you are now, and you'll definitely not want us anymore." Mo Xiaoyan's thoughts extended further than Ye Fan's. With Ye Fan advancing to the Nascent Soul stage, their relationship had now become one of "immortal and mortal."
"I will always cherish your sister and you." Ye Fan assured firmly.
Mo Xiaoyan pouted, "Hmph, lying, have you ever seen a young man in his twenties fall in love with an old lady in her fifties or sixties? At that time, even if brother-in-law says he cherishes us, he'd think, 'So old and so ugly, might as well die sooner.'"
Ye Fan laughed silently, "As if I wouldn't age myself."
"No way, I want to cultivate with brother-in-law. You said Li Zhaojun could do it, so can I. I want to be your little sister-in-law forever, and brother-in-law promised me, you have to keep your word." Mo Xiaoyan suddenly remembered something, "And my sister too. Since I'm your little sister-in-law, my sister must be the same..."
Though Ye Fan considered this issue when he entered the cultivation world, facing it now still left him a bit troubled.
He could cultivate and stay with Li Zhaojun for a long time, but Lu Xiaoman and the others couldn't. Ye Fan didn't want to see the women he loved grow old before him, eventually buried in the ground, which was quite a cruel thing for him.
Bringing Lu Xiaoman and Mo Xiaoyan into cultivation was great, but everyone's spirit root and constitution were different. Their bodies and meridians might not be very compatible with spiritual energy, and Earth wasn't suitable for ordinary people to cultivate. For cultivation, it's best to return to the spirit energy rich secret realm of Pan Gu.
"You want to cultivate?" Ye Fan asked seriously.
"Yes." Mo Xiaoyan nodded so eagerly that even her forehead seemed to agree, "Although I know it will be difficult, for the chance to be brother-in-law's little sister-in-law, no amount of hardship scares me."
The little girl's gaze was resolute, as if it were a declaration of love.
"Alright then, let's go inside. I'll teach you some simple Qi cultivation techniques. Try to see if you can sense the spiritual energy around you first." Ye Fan said, "I have something to take care of. Once I return, I can teach you more in detail, and I need to consult with my fellow cultivators, as they have more experience with cultivation."
Mo Xiaoyan held tightly onto Ye Fan's arm, saying, "Annoying brother-in-law, you just got back, and now where are you going? It's just the two of us, can't you... stay with me?"
Her face was blushing red, and her words "stay with me" clearly indicated she wanted to spend the night with Ye Fan. Mo Xiaoyan was no longer an innocent little girl; she also had the right to seek happiness.
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