My Master Only Breaks Through on the Edge of Death

Chapter 76: The Long Spear

Translator: 549690339

In the refining room, Xu Fan was forging the second magical treasure for his second disciple, a treasure capable of attacking enemies from more than ten miles away.

An extended version of a sniper rifle that Xu Fan knew well from his past life, this magical treasure was tailor-made for Xu Yuexian. Paired with magical treasure caliber bullets, it would not fear even Golden Core Stage monsters.

Assassins and sniper rifles are a natural match.

As the disciple of a master with dual excellences in pills and artifacts, the resources they enjoyed were top-notch, with tailor-made magical treasures, cultivating techniques, and the highest quality elixirs.

The most important thing was the imparting of top-notch battle skills, but Xu

Fan couldn’t understand why he only managed to achieve Second-Stage

Foundation Building in the end. Was it really related to one’s Qi fortune?

“Forget it, don’t think too much about it. There have been many who achieved immortality even at the Second-Stage Foundation Building, so there will still be a way forward.”

Xu Fan put the 2-meter-long sniper rifle and its matching magical treasure bullets into a black- gold box. A good gun needs a good case to match.

Just thinking about sniping an enemy from ten miles away with a single shot, or rather, a sniper shot, felt even more exhilarating than getting five kills at the beginning of a promotion match.

“I’ll let Moon Immortal have this gun first, and I’ll refine another one for myself later,” Xu Fan said as he looked at the elongated case.

Xu Fan saw Xu Yuexian as an agile cultivator, making her a perfect fit for this large sniper rifle.

After refining the sniper rifle, Xu Fan began to create a Soul Illusionary World for his third disciple, who was passionate about the Heart Sword Way of the Sword Cultivators, which emphasized the cultivation of the heart’s realm and thus required an unwavering heart.

Within the Soul Illusionary World, Xu Fan created many interesting things tailored specifically for this beloved little disciple.

On Little Hill, in addition to Xu Fan, who was crafting a Soul Illusion, Wang Xiangchi was teaching Li Xingci the Five Elements Secret, a foundational cultivation technique modified by Xu Fan that was unmatched for

Foundation-Building through the Great Dao,

“Third Senior Brother, are you Uncle Wangs son?” Li Xingci asked curiously.

“You know my dad?” Wang Xiangchi looked at his youngest junior fellow faintly.

Today, when he woke up, he received Master’s instructions to teach his junior fellow while cultivating his heart. At first, he refused, as he preferred to focus on comprehending the Supreme Sword Dao.

But when he met his junior fellow, he felt a close connection and personally took him for meals and cultivation.

“Uncle Wang is a friend of my mom. Before she passed away, she asked Uncle Wang to take care of me.” When talking about the death of his family, Li Xingci’s face darkened.

Wang Xiangchi, who had always been cold, showed a rare gentleness. Leaning towards Li Xingci, he whispered: “Since we’ve joined Master’s ranks, we are all family. From now on, I’m not just your Senior Brother, but also your brother.”

His tone was a bit stiff, perhaps because he wasn’t used to comforting someone for the first time.

“Yes, Third Senior Brother.” Li Xingci knew well enough to distinguish whether someone was good or bad to him as a child who had been adopted for two years by others.

“Now, let me continue explaining the essence of the first layer of the Five Elements Secret to you…”

Xu Fan, who was exercising in the small courtyard, saw the scene and smiled with satisfaction. The blood ties were not just for show. However, he didn’t know what kind of reaction the two would have when they learned about each other’s identity after achieving success in their cultivation. It should be interesting, right?

At this moment, the Forbidden Bell Sound rang, and Wang Yulun, accompanied by Murong Qian’er, brought some food boxes and walked in.

“Brother Xu, we came to see Chi’er.” Murong Qian’er said with a smile, not having seen her son for half a month and missing him dearly.

“Go ahead, Xiangchi is teaching his junior fellow how to cultivate. You can just go over there,” Xu Fan said and then stealthily glanced at Wang Yulun.

Quite bold to play such a risky game, Wang Yulun probably didn’t realize the terror of a woman’s sixth sense.

Wang Yulun just made a helpless expression at Xu Fan but was not flustered. The bloodline connection could only be felt when reaching the Nascent Soul Stage, and besides, he was not unprepared.

Seeing his parents approach as he was teaching Li Xingci, the usually cold Wang Xiangchi couldn’t help but show signs of helplessness on his face.

“Ah, Little Chichi, your mother missed you so much.”

Wang Xiangchi was tightly embraced by Murong Qian’er.

“You don’t know how much I missed you when you weren’t here.”

“You didn’t even come visit your mom.” Murong Ojan’er said with tears starting to form in her eyes.

“Mom, I just wanted to cultivate well, so I can protect you in the future.”

“Chichi has grown up and has the responsibility to protect Mom from being bullied.” Wang Xiangchi comforted his mother by patting her on the back.

Upon hearing her son’s heartfelt words, Murong Qian’er felt her heart melt. She believed herself to be the luckiest woman in the world for having a son.

At this time, Wang Xiangchi broke free from Murong Qian’er’s embrace and introduced Li Xingci, who stood nearby with admiration, “Mom, this is my junior fellow.”

Murong Qian’er looked at Li Xingci and inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.

“This is the child of the friend I told you about, who went through life and death with me.’

“Before his mother passed away, she entrusted me to take care of him. Seeing that he had potential, I recommended him to Brother Xu.” Wang Yulun hurriedly explained.

“So you are Li Xingci, I know about you. Feel free to come over for dinner with

Xiangchi when you have time.”

Looking at the clean and pure little boy, Murong Qian’er liked him a lot.

“Hello, Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang.” Li Xingci politely bowed and said.

Seeing that her son’s junior fellow was so polite, Murong Qian’er’s attitude became even more amiable.

After chatting with their son for a while, Murong Qian’er reluctantly left with a guilt-ridden Wang Yulun.

Watching his parents fly away, Wang Xiangchi sighed in relief.

At this moment, Xu Fan walked in. He had heard the beginning of their conversation and felt that his disciple’s emotional quotient had suddenly risen. Was this still the same cold-hearted sword fanatic disciple he knew?

“Xiangchi, well done. The two sentences you said to your mom just now were great.” Xu Fan praised him. He was never stingy with compliments for his disciples and always provided ample words of encouragement at critical moments.

“My dad taught me those words. He said they would make my mom happy.” The cold youth casually revealed his secret.

“Did your dad ever teach you words that would make me happy?” Xu Fan asked with an odd expression. This method seemed unusual but was surprisingly effective.

“Without my Master, the Immortal Path would be eternally dark.”

“Domination across the universe, unrivaled throughout the ages.”

“Three thousand paths on the Immortal Road, and my Master walks leisurely.”

“Alright, enough.” Xu Fan hurriedly stopped him. Hearing these words was enough; it would cause trouble if they got out.

However, he had to admit that these words were indeed pleasing.

“Save these words for later.” Xu Fan said with a smile..