Chapter 310: Bai Qian — “Master, You Know Divine Arts?”

“What’s this, have you been spurred on by your two senior brothers’ strength?”

Chu Feng looked at Fang Mu with a smile.

Fang Mu nodded. “The two senior brothers are truly too strong. I finally understand why Master didn’t take me in right away but chose to test me first.”

Chu Feng’s expression turned serious. “You’re wrong. I tested you back then to help you transform. As the saying goes, ‘When heaven bestows a great task upon a person…’”

He paused, then continued, “The path you wish to take in cultivation is yours to decide, but I will tell you this—if you want to become a supreme existence, you must have an unwavering Dao heart.

“Your senior brothers are strong and able to challenge opponents above their realm because their Dao hearts are firm. They always advance without hesitation—that’s why they’ve earned the titles of Invincible Sword and Peerless Overlord Fist.”

These words rang in Fang Mu’s ears like a great bell, giving him a sudden moment of clarity.

After a long while, he said, “Master, this disciple understands. I will keep my will to grow stronger firm.”

Once, Fang Mu had been a prodigy in others’ eyes. But after coming to Miaomiao Mountain, he had gone from a prodigy to just another face in the crowd.

The huge gap left the young man in his early twenties unable to accept it at first, leading to his earlier remarks.

Seeing the renewed resolve in Fang Mu’s eyes, Chu Feng smiled in satisfaction, then turned to the two young girls beside him.

Chen Qianqian had grown into a graceful young maiden. Nearly five years at Chu Feng’s side had transformed her completely.

She asked softly, “Master, in half a year I’ll be eighteen. Can I start cultivating early?”

“No rush. Cultivation isn’t about speed. First, hone your chess skills.”

Chu Feng’s gaze then shifted to Bai Qian.

“Master, I want to become stronger.”

Bai Qian had always followed Chu Feng with a playful heart, but today’s news from the Golden-Winged Great Sage had shaken her deeply.

“You may,” Chu Feng replied without hesitation. “What do you wish to learn?”

Bai Qian slowly lifted her head, tilting it slightly. “Master, I want to learn techniques that can summon wind and rain, reverse yin and yang. Do you have such a thing?”

Swish!

Chu Feng took out a folding fan, fanning it lightly, a thoughtful expression on his face. “I do, but such things are called divine arts.”

Bai Qian looked puzzled and asked curiously, “Master, aren’t you a Great Sage? How can you know divine arts? Aren’t they only techniques created by True Gods?”

Chu Feng smiled. “When you’ve read enough, you know more. The technique I taught your Senior Brother Fang earlier was also a divine art. But I’ll tell you now—the one I intend to teach you isn’t something you can master overnight. You’ll need exceptional comprehension and great fortune to cultivate it.”

Bai Qian showed no concern, answering seriously, “Master, I want to learn it. I have a divine beast bloodline, and the elders of my clan say my talent is unmatched—Fox Clan’s number one prodigy of this age. No matter what divine art it is, I can master it.”

Chu Feng patted her head. After more than two years, this little girl’s appearance and figure hadn’t changed at all—she still looked just like the first day he met her.

“Very well. Wait a few days, and I’ll write it down for you.”

“Alright.”

Bai Qian nodded obediently, her heart already full of anticipation for the art her master would pass down.

After lunch, the group dispersed, leaving only Chu Feng and Bing Yan.

“Husband, is it really appropriate to give Qian Qian a divine art so soon?” Bing Yan asked with some concern.

“You worry too much.”

Chu Feng paused before explaining, “Even if she never became my disciple, she’d still one day become a Great Saint of the Fox Clan. Having me as her master just means she’ll reach sainthood sooner.”

Hearing this, Bing Yan said nothing more. As a smart woman, she knew when to speak and when to stay silent.

After chatting idly for a bit, Chu Feng went to his study.

He began grinding ink and wrote the words Thirty-Six Transformations of Heavenly Gang across the top of the paper.

Just as he was about to continue writing the contents, the sheet suddenly burst into flames.

This scene left Chu Feng feeling a trace of surprise.

He tried several more times, but the result was exactly the same as before.

Stunned for a moment, Chu Feng left the study and headed toward the Miscellaneous Dao Institute’s library.

Using his divine sense, he searched the entire library from top to bottom, yet still found no answer.

“Hm… seems the Miscellaneous Dao Institute’s collection isn’t large enough. I’ll have to visit the Academy’s main library.”

Muttering to himself, he stepped out of the study. The moment he was outside, he gave a sharp whistle, and before long the Great Sage Jinchi appeared before him.

“Brother, what’s the matter?”

“Let’s take a trip to the library. I need to figure something out,” Chu Feng said.

The Great Sage Jinchi tilted his head curiously. “There’s actually something in this world that you can’t handle?”

“Learning never ends. Perhaps I simply haven’t read enough yet,” Chu Feng replied with a smile.

The Great Sage Jinchi didn’t press further. Instead, he transformed into his great eagle form, carrying Chu Feng toward the library.

In the blink of an eye, man and eagle arrived outside the building.

As they landed, passing disciples greeted them one after another.

“Greetings, Chief Chu.”

“Greetings, Great Sage Jinchi.”

“At ease.”

The pair returned the greetings as they walked inside.

The library steward quickly came forward with a smile. “Honored uncles, what brings you both here today?”

Chu Feng got straight to the point. “Steward Wu, I’m here to check—on which floor are the books about divine arts kept?”

As one of the Nine Chiefs, and having nurtured prodigies like Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian, Chu Feng’s contributions allowed him to access any book in the Academy.

At his question, Steward Wu’s expression shifted slightly. After a brief pause, he said, “Uncle Chu, we truly don’t have such books here. Perhaps you should ask the Dean instead.”

Chu Feng didn’t press him. “Alright, I’ll pay the Dean a visit.”

He then gave a subtle glance to the Great Sage Jinchi.

Naturally, the Great Sage Jinchi kept silent in front of others.

Before long, they arrived at the Dean’s residence. Today, the Dean was dressed in casual clothes, but upon seeing Chu Feng and the little eagle arrive, an ominous feeling immediately rose in his heart.

“What trouble have you two gotten into this time?”

Hearing this, Chu Feng instinctively turned to look at the Great Sage Jinchi, his strange gaze seeming to say, My reputation has been ruined by you.

The Great Sage Jinchi hurried to explain, “Godfather, I don’t know anything—it’s Brother Feng who came to see you.”

The Dean merely cast her a glare, then shifted his gaze to Chu Feng, saying nothing, though his meaning was clear.

Chu Feng said, “Dean, I came today to consult you about a certain question.”

“Oh?”

At that, the Dean looked as though he’d just heard something rare and intriguing, and asked with interest, “So even you have a day when you come to ask me questions? Speak, let me hear it.”

Chu Feng: “…”

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