I Can Merge Techniques

Chu Fan was only at the Third Layer of the Divine Power Realm, yet his speed far surpassed that of an expert at the Fourth Layer of the Acupoint Realm.

This fact alone had already upended everything she had ever learned.

But now...

A moment ago, he had merely stood in place with his eyes closed, lost in thought. When he started moving again, his speed had improved by more than just a single step!

This wasn’t just a minor improvement—it was a leap equivalent to breaking through an entire minor realm!

Mo Yunzi held her breath, her gaze locked on the figure that seemed to chase the wind and outrun lightning.

Gradually, the shock on her face morphed into an even deeper confusion and awe.

Chu Fan, at this moment, felt like more than just "fast" to her.

He seemed to have truly merged with the wind itself.

The sprint, which had seemed simple, direct, and even a little primal, now possessed a strange rhythm in her eyes—a harmony with the natural world.

There were no flashy techniques, no deliberate postures.

Every push off the ground, every swing of his arms, was perfectly natural.

It was as if this was how running was always meant to be.

The movements she had previously seen as crude and ungraceful now emanated the profound aura of returning to one’s true nature.

It was an indescribable kind of dynamic beauty.

It was as if Chu Fan wasn’t deliberately running, but rather that the wind had chosen his body as a vessel to flow through.

Mo Yunzi’s heart trembled. Her understanding of Chu Fan’s mysterious power had reached a new level.

Suddenly—

The unexpected happened!

At the other end of the Martial Arts Arena, Chu Fan’s rapidly moving figure vanished into thin air, as if wiped away by an eraser.

The next moment—

Without any warning, he appeared silently under the ancient tree not far to Mo Yunzi’s right.

He was breathing lightly from the run, a faint smile on his face as he watched her with amusement.

"..."

Mo Yunzi froze on the spot, her mind completely blank.

After a few seconds of dazed silence, she finally snapped out of it. Her voice trembled with disbelief. "In... Instant Teleportation? Sir, you... you can use Instant Teleportation?!"

She had been in secluded cultivation in a Quiet Chamber and hadn’t witnessed Chu Fan testing the Netherworld Talisman.

Now, seeing him ignore the distance between them and materialize out of thin air, she could think of no other explanation besides the legendary Divine Technique of Instant Teleportation.

The more time Mo Yunzi spent with her young master, the more unfathomable she found him.

It was as if she could never see the true Bottom Card he kept hidden beneath his calm exterior.

Just then, a familiar ruckus came from the entrance of the Martial Arts Arena.

"Fan! Fan!"

The man hadn’t even arrived, but Fatty’s trademark booming voice preceded him.

Accompanied by his somewhat heavyset figure, Zhao Tianxing, Liang Qiu, Jiang Yuanfan, and the others walked in briskly.

Fatty waved energetically at Chu Fan from a distance. "Fan, take a break! Old Jiang’s treating. We’re heading to the Moon Viewing Tower for a few drinks to celebrate!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Chu Fan walked out from under the ancient tree with a look of surprise and went to meet them.

His gaze swept over Jiang Yuanfan’s slightly bashful face, then to Fatty, Liang Qiu, and the others. He chuckled. "You guys have deeper pockets than Yuanfan, don’t you? Stop picking on the honest one and making him pay every time."

The last time they went to the Moon Viewing Tower, Jiang Yuanfan had been the one to treat as well.

And that had also been the occasion of his fateful encounter with Mo Yunzi—at the time, she had come to Qing Province City specifically to assassinate him.

"Not at all, not at all! Fan, you’ve got us all wrong!"

Fatty quickly waved his hands, winking and pointing at Jiang Yuanfan. "It was his idea!" he declared loudly. "It’s because... hehe, he’s fallen in love! He’s in a great mood and insisted on treating his brothers to share in his happiness!"

"Fallen in love?"

Chu Fan raised an eyebrow, looking at Jiang Yuanfan with keen interest. He blinked, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

’This kid... if I recall correctly, he’s only sixteen, isn’t he...’

’Oh well. In this world, it’s normal for sixteen-year-olds to be talking about marriage. Nothing strange about it.’

Jiang Yuanfan’s face turned bright red under everyone’s gaze, like a ripe apple. He stammered, "I... I met a girl... She... she’s gorgeous, and gentle, and... and really sweet..."

As he spoke of his crush, the young man’s eyes shone with a sincere light, his voice full of yearning.

Chu Fan stroked his chin and let out a faux-profound sigh. "Hmm," he said slowly, "if, after meeting a girl, all you can remember are vague descriptions like ’gorgeous,’ ’gentle,’ and ’sweet,’ it usually means only one thing—she’s not well-endowed."

Jiang Yuanfan: "..."

The young man was instantly petrified. He stood with his mouth agape, unable to speak, his face flushing an even deeper shade of red, as if he were about to burst.

"Ahem..."

Fatty and Zhao Tianxing were stunned for a moment, then struggled to suppress their laughter, nodding sagely as if in deep agreement.

"Pfft—"

Even the normally aloof Mo Yunzi couldn’t help but cover her mouth and let out a small laugh, which added a certain charm to her features.

Flustered and angry, Jiang Yuanfan’s face was beet red as he retorted, "Y-You’re all talking nonsense! How can you judge whether a girl is good or not... by the size of her chest?!"

His voice was tinged with agitation and a sense of being wronged.

Just then, a cool female voice came from nearby, carrying a clear note of reproach and an unnatural cough, as if she’d heard their "profound discussion" and nearly stumbled.

Everyone turned toward the sound and saw Li Qingxue, who had just returned. Her pretty face was slightly flushed, and her gaze was a little awkward.

All eyes, including Chu Fan’s, instinctively snapped toward Li Qingxue.

Li Qingxue’s expression changed under their scrutiny. Both embarrassed and annoyed, she snapped, "What are you looking at! Look again and I’ll gouge your eyes out!"

She already had a valiant air about her, and her anger now gave her a unique charm.

Everyone quickly averted their eyes, lowering their heads like startled quails and pretending they hadn’t seen a thing.

The atmosphere grew awkward for a moment, yet it was also faintly amusing.

Chu Fan abruptly changed his tune, suddenly adopting a righteous and dignified stance.

He looked at Jiang Yuanfan, his tone filled with heartbroken disdain. "Look at you! How utterly shallow!"