Luo Yuntian looked at Xiaoyao without any intention of leaving. He seemed to feel they were drinking friends now, so their relationship wasn't that simple anymore. Yinping naturally wouldn't leave either, she already regarded Xiaoyao as an older brother. Xiaoyao gave her pills, taught her cultivation, allowing her to catch up with others in a short time and become the focus of everyone's attention.

Regarding Yinping's matter, Luo Yunqing was also puzzled, suspecting that Yinping had eaten Marrow Cleansing Pills that might have come from Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao might have held back a little at the time. He didn't mind this much, as what Xiaoyao had provided already exceeded a lot. Taking a little could be considered payment for Xiaoyao's pill refining.

He was just puzzled why Xiaoyao would give Marrow Cleansing Pills to Yinping. To say he didn't know their value was impossible. Moreover, he hadn't even given them to Lingling, yet gave them to Yinping. This point was really too strange.

At the same time, Xiaoyao seemed particularly good to Yinping, not only giving good pills, but also forging swords, and even guiding her cultivation. These things happened in the Luo family, so if Luo Yunqing wanted to know about them, it would be very easy.

So he became even more puzzled. But the strangest thing wasn't why Xiaoyao was so good to Yinping, but rather that Xiaoyao could actually forge swords and guide others in cultivation, and moreover, each seemed to be at master level.

"Do you two still have business?" Xiaoyao looked at Luo Yunqing and his daughter and asked.

"...What do you mean by that? You're only asking us, why not ask the others?" Luo Baochai immediately jumped up. "I'm concerned about you, but your attitude seems to find me bothersome."

"Are there others here?" Xiaoyao turned his head to look around, asking puzzledly.

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"I don't have anything particular. I just wanted to ask you, how did you suddenly become Emperor Level?" Luo Yunqing didn't mind Xiaoyao's strangeness and asked.

It was already difficult for ordinary martial artists to break through to Emperor Level, let alone Xiaoyao who cultivated the Divine Farmer's Art, this was even more difficult.

"To tell the truth, I'm not very clear either. I can only say it was natural progression, just like that, I reached Emperor Level," Xiaoyao waved his hand. This matter was hard to explain, and besides, there were some things he wasn't very clear about himself.

Although the main reason was the effect of that technique, there was also a considerable part due to himself. He himself had so much "water" that he could fill this "water channel."

This might be because he had cultivated basic skills for so much time before, and now the effects were beginning to show.

"Natural progression. That's good too. At least our Luo family has gained an Emperor Level Divine Farmer's Art cultivator, providing great security for our Luo family," Luo Yunqing didn't think much about it, only considering that now Xiaoyao was already Emperor Level, this matter was of great significance.

"Divine Farmer's Art cultivator? Xiaoyao, you actually cultivate the Divine Farmer's Art? I really couldn't tell," Luo Yuntian looked at Xiaoyao. He had drunk with Xiaoyao many times and talked a lot, but he didn't seem to understand Xiaoyao very well. He knew nothing about Xiaoyao cultivating the Divine Farmer's Art.

"I don't need to fight. Cultivating the Divine Farmer's Art is very good, let others go die," Xiaoyao said with a smile.

"Speaking of it, that's true. Cultivating the Divine Farmer's Art is indeed safe," Luo Yuntian and others all agreed with this statement. Although they knew Xiaoyao probably wasn't doing it for this reason, in fact, the current situation was like this.

Now if anything happened, Xiaoyao might be brought along, but he definitely wouldn't be placed on the front lines. They might not even want to bring him out to battle, just let other Divine Farmer's Art cultivators follow along, and if there were problems that couldn't be solved, then come find Xiaoyao.

An Emperor Level Divine Farmer's Art cultivator, this was very precious. However, generally Divine Farmer's Art cultivators who reached Emperor Level also had strong self-protection abilities and could be used as combat power, but no one would do this.

"Alright, since that's the case, I don't have anything else. Xiaoyao, continue working hard, maybe you can break the rule that Divine Farmer's Art cultivators don't have Saint Level," Luo Yunqing said. After encouraging Xiaoyao a bit, he left, taking along the somewhat displeased Luo Baochai.

Divine Farmer's Art cultivators had never had Saint Level existence. Even Emperor Level ones could only reach Late Emperor Level at most, and might not even reach that. Currently in the world, the highest Divine Farmer's Art cultivator was Mid Emperor Level, not even Late Level.

If the Divine Farmer's Art could be cultivated to Saint Level, could it bring the dead back to life?

Xiaoyao didn't know this, and no one else knew either. However, what could be known was that at Emperor Level, Divine Farmer True Qi could repair permanent damage to the human body to a certain extent, such as severed fingers or even limbs.

This required cultivating the Divine Farmer's Art to Late Emperor Level. Xiaoyao currently couldn't possibly have this, but this was talking about others, if it was himself, he could slowly recover.

Although Divine Farmer True Qi had no offensive power, its survival ability was incomparable.

"We're leaving too. You're very good," Luo Yuntian looked at Xiaoyao and rarely gave a compliment, then also left. He didn't bother with whether Yinping would leave together.

Yinping watched Luo Yuntian leave, then looked at Xiaoyao and said: "Brother, congratulations on your breakthrough. Even my father praised you, he's never praised me."

When saying this, Yinping's little mouth seemed to pout slightly, with a somewhat jealous feeling.

"It was just 'not bad', anyone here would say that, because I really am not bad," Xiaoyao said with a smile. His thick skin made people really want to give him a kick.

"Mm-hmm, Brother is not bad," Yinping nodded. She seemed to be the only one here who wholeheartedly believed in Xiaoyao, with a kind of blind worship.

"..." Both Lingling and Zhen'er fell silent. How did it feel like she wasn't his sister, but Yinping was?

"Xiaoyao, you... forget it, I'm too lazy to ask, and I can't get clear answers anyway. This is good, continue working hard," Third Master wanted to ask something, but found there didn't seem to be anything good to ask, so he could only say to continue working hard.

"Mm, now you've surpassed us all at once. Eventually you'll surpass Lingling too," Luo Lingyu looked at Xiaoyao with a smile, also giving some encouragement, then left.

"Continue working hard!"

Lingjiu and others also said a sentence and left. All at once, what had been a lively scene became cold and quiet, with only Xiaoyao and Yinping plus Lingling, just these three people.

"Xiaoyao, no matter what dog shit luck you had, you can't surpass me. I will definitely work hard to break through to Saint Level," Lingling pointed at Xiaoyao as if making a vow, stomped her feet hard, and also left.

"Yinping, do you have enough pills?" Xiaoyao didn't care about these random things, he cared about Yinping more.

"I have enough. Even if you don't give me any, the family distributes a lot now, so I have enough," Yinping shook her head, not wanting to trouble Xiaoyao too much. Since the family had them, she wouldn't ask Xiaoyao. No wonder Xiaoyao had recently felt that Yinping rarely asked for pills.

"What the family distributes are just middle and low grade. Give those things to others, you don't need them," Xiaoyao immediately said.

"Aren't they all the same? Others eat the same ones too," Yinping felt there was no problem with this, being the same as everyone else was fine.

"How can that work? You're my sister, you should eat better ones. Besides, your foundation isn't enough, if you don't eat better ones, you can't catch up with others," Xiaoyao shook his head. He was also quite direct, but this was also a fact.

Yinping's talent wasn't enough to begin with. Even after eating Marrow Cleansing Pills, her talent could only barely match Lingling's, but Lingling was just a bottom-tier genius. To stand out, she had to use other things to compensate, and pills were one of them.

"But I've already caught up with them," Yinping said.

"..." Xiaoyao understood. What Yinping wanted to catch up with were just her little companions, she didn't want to become number one in the world or anything. Perhaps this was enough. It was good for girls to have some self-protection ability; being too competitive wasn't good.

"That's fine too. Do as you like," Xiaoyao didn't force Yinping into anything. This was also good. The path to becoming strong was very dangerous. Being an ordinary person might not have self-protection ability, but they didn't have to experience so many dangers. Their chances of survival were higher than strong people.

Yinping now had some self-protection ability but didn't have to do dangerous things. Xiaoyao naturally wouldn't oppose anything. Living peacefully and steadily was most important. If he could choose, he would naturally choose for his sister to live peacefully and steadily for a lifetime, rather than achieve something to show him.

Everyone had the mentality of wanting their children to succeed, but if everyone had to choose, the most important thing was still safety, not how strong their abilities were.

"However, just eat the pills Brother gives you. Brother has plenty, you don't need to be the same as others," Xiaoyao said. Giving pills didn't conflict with stability. Yinping could cultivate in a stable environment, and naturally the faster the cultivation speed, the better.

"Okay, but will this trouble Brother?" Yinping asked weakly. She didn't want to trouble Xiaoyao, troubling people would make them dislike you.

"Of course not. I've prepared them for you long ago. These are all yours. After you've refined all these pills, you'll probably reach Mid to Late Emperor Level. Then you can do whatever makes you happy," Xiaoyao said with a smile.

"Mid to Late Emperor Level? How long will that take?" Yinping felt this path was very distant, she had always felt it was very distant, even seemingly unreachable. Even though things were better now, she still felt it would be something for when she was in her thirties or forties.

"That depends on you. No need to be too hasty, take it slowly," Xiaoyao said with a smile. He also didn't care how long it would take Yinping to become Mid to Late Emperor Level. Three to five years was fine, ten-plus years was fine, even longer was fine.

"Okay, I'll catch up to Brother. Brother is too weak," Yinping said very seriously.

(End of Chapter)