Chapter Ten: Though I Am Not Yet Strong, Strength Will Surely Come with Change

When the two Nascent Soul True Lords arrived, Jiang Wan was the first to step forward and take responsibility.

"Father, True Lord Yanhulu, I am sorry. I did not mean to hurt Senior Brother Lu."

Little Lu Zhiyi stood up to defend her. "True Lord Lengfeng, Master, it doesn't hurt. Please don't blame Junior Sister Wanwan; it was my own carelessness."

True Lord Lengfeng’s mouth twitched. Regarding the fact that his daughter had broken someone’s bone, he could only try his best to make amends. "True Lord Yanhulu, this is indeed my wayward daughter’s fault. Here, take these two life-saving talismans for your apprentice. They aren't anything precious to us, but for children with such low cultivation, they might come in handy when they go out. Oh, I truly apologize!"

True Lord Yanhulu shook his head with a solemn face. "True Lord Lengfeng, there is no need to apologize. Although your daughter injured him, is he not also at fault? He is two years older than your little girl, yet I see those two years were completely wasted. It was my fault for focusing only on his alchemy and neglecting his physical conditioning. It seems that physical training must be incorporated into his daily cultivation from now on. In that sense, I should thank your little girl; otherwise, by neglecting his physical strength, he might have faced a fatal encounter with an opponent later on."

Jiang Wan rolled her eyes inwardly and looked at little Lu Zhiyi with pity, foreseeing how difficult the child's life would be upon returning. Little Lu Zhiyi was still smiling at her even in such a situation—what a silly boy!

What could True Lord Lengfeng say? "They are still young; cultivation is a gradual process, no need to rush."

True Lord Yanhulu clearly disagreed. Their educational philosophies were so different that they could not find common ground. "We may not be in a hurry, but the Great Wan Sect has issued a notice to gather all children over the age of three for collective training, aiming to cultivate this generation of young disciples with all their might. It seems the situation in the outside world is not optimistic; otherwise, the Great Wan Sect would not have issued such a directive. The Wan Zhen Sect has already sent their people over. I am about to send him as well, and to ensure he doesn't embarrass our Wan Dan Sect by performing poorly, I must train him strictly during this time!"

After seeing True Lord Yanhulu off, True Lord Lengfeng sighed while looking into the distance. Jiang Wan knew nothing about the current state of the cultivation world; the body she had transmigrated into was only three years old, and she knew nothing. Since her arrival, the only source of spoilers she had was the system.

"Father, what is the Great Wan Sect?"

True Lord Lengfeng squatted down, picked her up, and sighed. "The Great Wan Sect is one of the three strongest sects on the Gui Li Continent. Our Wan Fu Sect, the Wan Dan Sect, the Wan Jian Sect, the Wan Zhen Sect, and other sects all belong to the Great Wan Sect. You can understand it as us smaller sects being like the various peaks of one large sect. They possess the highest-tier techniques and the strongest cultivators, but training there is also the most brutal."

"Previously, they only recruited children over ten years old. I don't know why, but this time they are summoning everyone over the age of three. My little girl, you have only been back for less than two months; how could your father bear to send you away? You can only take one person to care for you there! It seems the situation on the Gui Li Continent is becoming increasingly severe."

Jiang Wan’s small hand, which had gained a bit of flesh recently, patted her father’s shoulder. "Father, don't sigh. 'If I am not strong, there will surely be changes!'"

"Hahahaha! Good, good, worthy of being my, Lengfeng’s, daughter. Let’s go find your mother. But keep your strength in check, little one; you’re hurting your father’s shoulder."

Jiang Wan wondered if her immense strength was due to the blood essence of the Great Emperor Divine Ape. She would have to be more careful in the future.

When they arrived, Jiang Yao was leaning against Fairy Xueyun’s lap, listening to her explain cultivation techniques. Although Jiang Yao was impatient, she knew she couldn't just magically possess knowledge of cultivation techniques without a reason, so she had come to Fairy Xueyun to establish a cover story.

"Wanwan is here too. I was just teaching Yaoyao the basics of techniques. Come here, Mother will teach you as well; otherwise, you wouldn't know how to read yet, would you?"

It was true—she really didn't know how the current cultivation world’s characters differed from those of her previous life. Being a transmigrator who had become an illiterate was unacceptable. "Okay, Mother! I don't know how to read yet!"

True Lord Lengfeng laughed and set Jiang Wan on the ground. "What is so difficult about not knowing how to read? Come, I will use my divine sense to instill those characters into your sea of consciousness, and you will know them!"

Jiang Wan blinked, tilting her head in amazement. This was truly the cultivation world; there were such methods?

She saw True Lord Lengfeng reach out and tap her forehead, saying, "Close your eyes!"

As Jiang Wan closed her eyes, many characters appeared in her mind—they were the characters of her past life's Great Xia language. She had heard of "divine infusion," but never "knowledge infusion." Now, she was experiencing it. She felt as though she had known these characters from birth; the moment they appeared, she understood their pronunciation and meaning. When she opened her eyes, she had transformed from an illiterate into an intellectual; in the blink of an eye, the knowledge reserve of nine years of compulsory education was all in her head.

"Come, read the words on this for Father!"

Jiang Wan picked up a jade slip, realizing that she had to hold it to her forehead to view it with her divine sense. She pressed the jade slip to her brow, and within moments, she had memorized the entire contents.

"Father, I’ve memorized everything here. I can even recite it: 'Heaven and Earth, Mysterious and Yellow; Universe, Vast and Desolate...'"

Jiang Wan thought: *...Sure enough, it’s the Thousand Character Classic!*

After she finished reciting, Fairy Xueyun wore a smile of pride. "My Wan'er is truly remarkable; she has the gift of eidetic memory."

Beside them, Jiang Yao clenched her small hands tightly. *She cannot stay. I truly cannot let her stay. In my past life, she had an eidetic memory, and it’s the same this time.*

"Mother, it’s very simple. Yaoyao can remember it in one go, too!"

Fairy Xueyun looked at her in surprise. "Oh, you can too?"

Jiang Yao nodded immediately, picked up a jade slip from the table, held it to her forehead, and began reciting. After she finished, both True Lord Lengfeng and Fairy Xueyun were amazed.

"I didn't expect Yaoyao to be so talented as well. That’s wonderful. I feel more at ease about the trip to the Great Wan Sect in six months."

Fairy Xueyun was surprised. "Why six months? Shouldn't it be in seven years?"

True Lord Lengfeng shook his head. "Things have changed. It is better to have them go early. By the way, I am taking Wan'er to a place."

As he spoke, he flew off with Jiang Wan. Behind them, a look of resentment flashed in Jiang Yao’s eyes. Ever since she found out she wasn't their biological daughter, True Lord Lengfeng had never hugged her again. *Talking about treating everyone equally—he’s still favoring that devil. Heh, go ahead and dote on her. In this life, I will definitely strangle her before she has a chance to grow up!*

"Yaoyao, Yaoyao, what’s wrong?"

Hearing Fairy Xueyun call her, Jiang Yao suppressed the emotions in her eyes and replaced them with innocent, wide-eyed wonder. "It’s nothing. Father used to hold me like that too. It’s all Yaoyao’s fault. If only Yaoyao were your biological daughter, how wonderful that would be."