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“Ling'er, Changsheng,”

He suddenly turned around, his voice soft, yet filled with determination, “From now on, you two stick close to me and don't get separated.”

Li Ling'er raised her head, her eyes filled with determination and admiration.

“Master, you were amazing, holding off so many enemies all by yourself. I will definitely give it my all during this secret realm journey and won't let you down.”

Li Changsheng gripped the sword in his hand, his eyes revealing boundless respect.

“Master, I know we are not strong enough yet, but please believe that Ling'er and I will grow as quickly as possible to share more of your burdens.”

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Yang Fan smiled slightly, his expression gentle yet resolute.

“I see your determination and have great faith in your potential. However, we are about to face unknown dangers, and we cannot afford to relax in the slightest.”

The three continued forward, the path appearing and disappearing in the clear moonlight.

Yang Fan sensed faint movements in the forest, his face showing vigilance, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

Hidden in the darkness, Bai Hu still hadn't relaxed. He gazed at Yang Fan's back, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

In a patch of shadow not far away, his figure flickered in and out of sight, hesitating several times whether to attack and test him.

But in the end, he decided to continue observing.

At the same time, Yang Fan led his disciples back to the camp.

Their return attracted the attention of many people. The other cultivators in the camp gathered around, expressing their respect and gratitude to Yang Fan.

Several cultivators even boldly suggested: “Brother Yang Fan, why don't you become our leader and lead us together in battling through the secret realm?”

Yang Fan smiled gently. Although he had no intention of accepting these requests, he didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm, so he simply said, “Everyone is here to seek opportunities, so these things should be left to fate.”

After speaking, he looked at Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er, revealing the encouragement of an elder towards the younger generation.

Li Ling'er and Li Changsheng exchanged glances, understanding each other's intentions, and secretly vowed to work harder and share some of their master's burdens as soon as possible.

In the moonlight, the camp gradually returned to silence, with only the crackling sound of the bonfire remaining.

The night breeze gently blew, bringing news of the unknown from afar.

And this fleeting moment marked the beginning of a new chapter.

The gears of fate were turning, and new challenges awaited Yang Fan and his disciples in the distance.

Bai Hu lurked not far away, his gaze as deep as the starry sky, once again weighing his next move...

Early in the morning, the embers of the bonfire still emitted a faint warmth. Yang Fan's disciples were already awake, preparing for the upcoming martial arts competition.

The camp was bustling with noise, cultivators practicing their skills with each other, the air filled with a thick atmosphere of battle.

Li Ling'er stood in the center of the competition arena, looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and tried to calm her emotions.

She knew that she would be facing her senior brother Li Changsheng later, and felt a little helpless in her heart.

Li Changsheng stood on the sidelines, silently watching her, nodding, his eyes full of warmth and support.

“Ling'er, don't feel pressured, just perform as you wish,”

Li Changsheng said softly, his voice gentle yet firm.

Hearing this, Li Ling'er smiled slightly, her heart filled with warmth.

No matter the outcome, she wanted to do her best.

The competition began, the two standing on opposite corners of the arena, surrounded by watching cultivators.

With a command, Li Ling'er clasped her fist to indicate that she hoped to present a wonderful competition.

However, in her heart, Li Ling'er knew that she might not be Li Changsheng's opponent.

After a few simple probes, Li Ling'er took the initiative to withdraw, cupping her hand towards Li Changsheng: "Senior Brother, I concede."

The cultivators watching below nodded in praise, appreciating Li Ling'er's self-awareness and courtesy, and also filled with anticipation for her future.

At the same time as the competition ended, the dispute between Elder Nan and another elder became intense.

Elder Nan firmly believed that Li Ling'er was a promising talent and hoped that she would join his sect to gain more opportunities.

The other elder held a different opinion, believing that they should not interfere forcibly.

He decided to strike first, using his powerful spiritual sense to completely suppress the opponent, leading the battle to his own rhythm.

After a wonderful confrontation, Li Changsheng stood firmly on the stage, having already controlled everything on the field, winning the cheers of the audience.

At the moment the battle ended, the cheers of the audience thundered.

Not far away, Yang Fan saw that his disciples were all working hard to show themselves, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

He knew that this was only the beginning of Li Changsheng and Li Ling'er's long journey of cultivation, and they would go further with each other's company and support.

The news of Li Changsheng's victory spread throughout the square, and the enthusiastic cheers seemed to still echo in the air.

The applause on the field gradually subsided, and Elder Nan, high-spirited, stood on the high platform and announced: “In today's battle, Li Changsheng performed excellently, and is hereby rewarded with ten precious spiritual medicines, fifty middle-grade elixirs, and 30,000 Yuan stones!”

His voice was deep and powerful, like an echo in the valley, making people feel respect.

Elder Zhou, who was waiting on the side, smiled and signaled Li Changsheng to go with him to the treasure house to receive the rewards.

Li Changsheng nodded slightly, politely thanked the two elders, and then followed Elder Zhou on the path to the treasure house.

The disciples around were talking about it, not hiding their admiration for Li Changsheng.

Someone said, “Li Changsheng is indeed worthy of being the Chosen One, it's really beyond our reach.”

Another person echoed, “Indeed, Senior Brother Li Changsheng is always so indifferent, but he can always impress people at critical moments.”

Back in the small courtyard, Li Changsheng was not in a hurry to enjoy these resources alone.

He distributed some of the spiritual medicines and Yuan stones to Li Ling'er, and carefully told her what to pay attention to in her cultivation.

Li Ling'er held these precious resources, her eyes flashing with grateful tears: “Thank you, Senior Brother, I will definitely work harder and live up to your expectations.”

Hearing Li Ling'er's sincere words, Li Changsheng felt a warmth in his heart: “We are from the same sect, supporting each other and advancing together is only natural.”

He smiled slightly and patted her on the shoulder, their deep friendship unspoken but fully contained within.

Just then, Li Changsheng suddenly felt a strange change in the flow of spiritual power in his body, as if countless cells were craving some kind of energy.

From the bottom of his heart, he felt an almost urgent desire to break through, as if a hidden power was about to awaken.

His heart stirred, and he thought that when he was with Li Ling'er, he seemed to be affected by her special aura.

Yang Fan quietly watched all of this from the side, feeling extremely gratified by the growth of his disciples.

Thinking of the various situations in this incident, he couldn't help but say to himself: “Heaven is truly helping me.”