There's No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Early the next morning.

Lei Jingyun was waiting in the courtyard early in the morning.

"Old man, I'm here!"

Suddenly, a soft cry came from behind him.

Lei Jingyun hurriedly turned around. It was Wan'er.

After their conversation yesterday, it was already quite late.

Although Wan'er had decided to learn martial techniques from Lei Jingyun, both of them were worried that Jiang Ping would find out.

Therefore, after a discussion, they decided to practice every day at this time.

Lei Jingyun was overjoyed when he saw Wan'er come as promised.

He believed that Wan'er would definitely be willing to take him as her master as time passed.

"Old man, what martial techniques are we learning today?"

Wan'er was already impatient.

When she thought she could learn martial techniques today, she didn't sleep well last night.

Lei Jingyun put down the broom, pinched his beard, and said with a smile.

"Today, we're learning a palm technique called the Feiyun breaking palm."

"This palm technique has boundless magical power, but it's also graceful and agile. It's most suitable for female cultivators at the body tempering realm to learn."

"Yes!"

This palm technique sounded like it was tailor-made for her.

"Let me demonstrate it once, then I'll teach you."

After Lei Jingyun finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wan'er to reply and started demonstrating it in the courtyard.

This Feiyun breaking palm wasn't complicated. Instead, it was rather beautiful.

Its moves were like a cloud floating in the wind.

From afar, it looked like an immortal dancing in the clouds.

Wan'er's eyes sparkled as she watched. She was looking forward to learning it.

After Lei Jingyun finished his moves, the clouds dispersed and the wind and waves around him calmed down.

"Old man, is this the Feiyun breaking palm?"

Wan'er quickly ran to Lei Jingyun and looked at him eagerly.

Lei Jingyun smiled and said, "Yes, this is the Feiyun breaking palm."

"From now on, I will teach you this set of martial techniques."

"Okay!"

Time was tight, and Jiang Ping would wake up soon.

Therefore, the two of them didn't delay, and Lei Jingyun only demonstrated once.

After a while, Lei Jingyun squinted his eyes and looked at Wan'er, who was practicing excitedly in the courtyard, and sighed in his heart.

Wan'er was indeed unusual. She was able to fight well, even though he only gave her a few pointers.

Dressed in red, she was like a burning cloud.

She was graceful and agile yet magnificent at the same time.

Her moves were natural and incomparably beautiful.

She was already good even though she had only practiced for a short while.

If she practiced for a little longer, she might even be able to fight better than him.

For a moment, Lei Jingyun felt a little uneasy again.

Time passed quickly.

Three months passed by in the blink of an eye.

For the past three months, Lei Jingyun had been guiding Wan'er in her cultivation every morning.

Now, he had already taught her several extraordinary martial techniques of the Chuanyun Sect.

But at this time, Lei Jingyun was a little depressed.

Wan'er was indeed an anomaly among anomalies.

In less than half a month, she would be able to completely grasp a set of martial techniques.

If this continued, he would soon be teaching her all of his ultimate moves.

He had originally wanted to use a few martial techniques to keep Wan'er interested. Who would have thought that her learning ability would be so strong?

At this rate, before he could arouse her interest in the Chuanyun Sect, he would have nothing else to teach Wan'er.

Wouldn't that mean that his efforts would be in vain?

Therefore, Lei Jingyun was feeling very conflicted recently.

On one hand, the more outstanding Wan'er was, the more it meant that his judgment was right.

He wanted Wan'er to become his disciple even more.

But on the other hand, he felt inferior.

He felt that he really wasn't worthy to be Wan'er's master.

For the past three months, Wan'er had been practicing martial techniques with Lei Jingyun in the morning.

In the afternoon, she had been practicing martial arts with her father, and her cultivation realm had steadily increased.

As early as a month ago, she had completed the tempering of the tendons and bones, and now she had completed her physical tempering.

She could start practicing the Qi refinement mental cultivation method and prepare to enter the Qi refinement realm.

He wanted to teach Wan'er a set of mental cultivation methods for Qi refinement, but he was afraid that Jiang Ping would not allow it.

However, he did not dare to ask Jiang Ping personally.

During this period of time, he had been hiding from Jiang Ping whenever he could. Needless to say, he would never take the initiative to look for Jiang Ping.

In fact, during this period of time, Jiang Ping had already forgotten about him.

Recently, Yan'er and Liu'er both showed signs of entering the tempering realm.

Therefore, Jiang Ping spent most of his time and energy on the two of them.

After all, all three of them were his daughters. He didn't want any of them to fall behind.

In the training room, Jiang Ping let out a long, turbid breath and subconsciously looked into his body.

There was a golden, resplendent origin core floating quietly in his body.

Jiang Ping had already stepped into the advanced stage of the origin core realm.

He had successfully formed a golden core.

Of course, this was all thanks to the medicinal pills produced by the system.

A full three months had passed before he once again received a medicinal pill reward through the sign-in.

This also allowed his strength to soar to another level!

"The next advancement will be the nascent soul realm."

Jiang Ping stood up and walked towards the door, muttering to himself.

"Creak!"

Jiang Ping slowly opened the door.

Caught off guard, a petite figure threw herself into Jiang Ping's arms.

"Ouch, you hurt me!" Jiang Ping called out jokingly.

With just a glance, he could tell who she was.

It was his precious second daughter.

Yan'er freed herself from Jiang Ping's arms and said with a smile.

"Dad, where does it hurt?"

"My heart is hurt."

"You are lying. I didn't hit your heart."

Jiang Ping chuckled. "Really. If you hurt yourself, wouldn't my heart feel hurt?"

"You're talking nonsense, Dad!"

When Yan'er heard Jiang Ping's words, her pretty face turned red and she even stuck out her tongue.

Jiang Ping was immediately amused.

Yan'er's mischievous appearance was really cute.

"Yan'er, what are you doing outside the door?"

"I'm waiting for you, Dad."

Yan'er blinked her big bright eyes as if she was sending a signal.

Jiang Ping was stunned.

His second daughter was exquisite and clear-minded, and her mind was quick.

Looking at her, it seemed like she had some secret to tell.

He frowned and asked, "Why? Do you have something to tell me?"

When she heard this, Yan'er shook her little head and looked around.

She realized that there was only herself and her father around.

Then, she hurriedly waved her little hand at Jiang Ping, acting sneakily.

"Dad, squat down quickly."

Jiang Ping smiled but didn't squat down.

Instead, he picked up Yan'er and held her in his arms.

He said softly, "What's wrong? Do you have some big secret to tell me?"

Yan'er quickly leaned over to Jiang Ping's ear and covered it with her little hands.

She whispered, "Dad, big sister has been acting strange recently!"