Chapter 64

Without a moment's delay, a plump, round little hand reached the edge of the cliff. Then, with a single push, a gust of wind swept through as if a massive cloud had drifted to the top of the cliff.

Seeing the person who had climbed up, Qingxuan couldn't help but shake his head and smile wryly.

"Hehe, Junior Uncle, I didn't expect to be the first one up again. Oh, the loneliness of being a master, the loneliness of being a master." A round face, a round nose, a round head... his entire body was round, except for his small eyes, which were squeezed into fine slits. His face always wore a smile, and this was none other than the chubby boy Qian Yunzhong.

This was the only thing that Qingxuan found hard to believe over the past few months. Qian Yunzhong, the largest and heaviest of the group, had an uncanny talent for lightness skills. Whether it was ordinary lightness techniques or the later-taught "Golden Goose Skill," this chubby, pig-like figure learned quickly, understood easily, practiced diligently, and mastered deeply... to the point that he was now second only to Qingxuan in lightness skills. Qingxuan was certain that this cunning fat boy was a genius in lightness skills and would undoubtedly be the "first in lightness skills" among the third-generation disciples of Qingyun Temple.

"Ah—" A shrill scream almost burst the eardrums.

Another figure flew up from the bottom of the cliff, with a graceful and agile posture, but with a ruthless and precise strike, heading straight for Yunzhong, who had arrived first.

Yunzhong couldn't dodge in time and was instantly grabbed by the ear. This move was a perfect embodiment of "fast, accurate, and ruthless."

The person who arrived was the little devil Yunxuan. At this moment, the little devil pursed her lips, stomped her feet, and pouted, saying, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it! I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, ah—" As she spoke, she fiercely twisted Yunzhong's ear, causing his chubby face to wrinkle like a bun from the pain.

"Little Miss, let go, let go... it's falling, it's falling, the ear is falling... help, Junior Uncle!" Yunzhong had no choice but to seek help from his Junior Uncle again.

"Alright, girl, if you keep twisting, the ear will really fall off. Be careful, or your stubborn father might marry you off to this fat boy to save face."

"Hmph, want to marry me? No way." Yunxuan's words were strong, but she really let go.

Finally escaping the clutches, Yunzhong kicked off and moved a few feet away, holding his ear and grimacing in pain. "Who would be so unlucky to marry you, this tigress?"

"What did you say?" Yunxuan's eyes widened, and she rolled up her sleeves, stomped her foot, and leaped three feet, rushing towards Yunzhong, ready to repeat the previous scene.

This time, Yunzhong was prepared and wouldn't let the little miss get the upper hand again. He used his lightness skills, moving like a bouncing ball, dodging around the platform.

Both of their lightness skills were highly advanced, and as they darted around, they looked like butterflies fluttering among flowers or swifts weaving through the forest... it was quite a sight, except... one of them was a bit larger.

"Alright, stop fooling around." Qingxuan timely stopped their play.

Taking advantage of this chase, Yuncong, Yunfeng, and Yunming had already climbed up the cliff, followed by Yunzheng, and finally, after a full incense stick's time, Yunyong slowly climbed to the top.

For a moment, the seven children were all gathered.

"Junior Uncle, I'm not happy..." the little miss pouted, pulling on Qingxuan's sleeve and swinging it, saying, "Junior Uncle, you promised that the 'Golden Goose Skill' was specifically for me. Why is that fat boy better at it? Junior Uncle must be favoring me because I'm a girl. I won't stand for it. Teach me a way to beat that fat boy so he doesn't act so arrogant in front of me."

"Alright, alright, let Junior Uncle think of a way to help you beat that fat boy, okay? Let go of my hand, Junior Uncle only has this one piece of clothing left unruined by you."

Yunxuan, reassured, pouted and then smiled, sitting down and lifting her chin to show off to the fat boy in the distance with a defiant hum.

Qingxuan shook his head and smiled wryly; this little girl was becoming more and more spoiled.

Seeing everyone gathered, Qingxuan waved his hand and gathered everyone together, saying, "All my junior disciples, have you been working hard these past few days?"

"Not tired—" the children answered in unison, their faces full of vitality. It seemed that using internal cultivation as the foundation for training was the right step. The children didn't feel tired and were even more interested in martial arts due to their progress in internal cultivation.

Although cultivation was hard, Qingxuan's teaching methods were effective, allowing the children to see their progress at all times. Progress gave them hope, and Qingxuan's frequent encouragement and praise made the process, though sometimes tiring, always satisfying. They were all exceptionally excited and often showed off their skills.

Qingxuan couldn't help but smile, calculating that since he began teaching the seven children last September, it was now early February, more than four months had passed. The children were still enthusiastic and showed no signs of boredom, indicating their genuine love for martial arts.

"Yuncong—"

"Here—"

Qingxuan threw something, and it landed in Yuncong's hands.

Yuncong unfolded it and saw a silk band with two light brown crystal lenses attached, shaped like frog eyes, which looked quite strange.

"Junior Uncle, what is this?"

"This is called glasses! Try them on quickly."

Qingxuan helped Yuncong put on the glasses, which were a simple version of modern glasses, with the frames having no legs and a silk band replacing the earpieces, tied behind the head. The frames were crafted by a skilled artisan, and the lenses were finely polished by a jade master using high-quality crystal. Overall, it was a perfect replica of modern glasses.

"Wow! So clear! So amazing— Yunfeng? You're Yunfeng, right? You're so handsome— ah, ha, Qian Yunzhong, you're so fat..." Yuncong, who had just received this new gadget, finally said goodbye to his previously blurry world. The clarity of his vision made him extremely excited, and he proudly showed off to his fellow disciples.

"Who knew that a blind person would become so crazy after regaining sight?" Qian Yunzhong looked at the dancing Yuncong with surprise.

"Boundless blessings— Junior Uncle is well-read and talented, he really has a trick up his sleeve..." Hu Yunzheng muttered to himself.

Ma Yunyong glared at these two fools; both Yuncong and Qingxuan were people he valued the most. Yunzhong and Yunzheng, these two brothers, gave him the middle finger. This was a bad habit the children had picked up from spending time with Qingxuan.

Yunzhong and Yunzheng, who had grown up together, had a level of默契 (rapport) that even Yunyong and Yuncong, and the twin siblings Yunxuan and Yunming, couldn't match.

Just as Ma Yunyong and the brothers Qian Yunzhong and Hu Yunzheng were exchanging glances and silently competing, Qingxuan finally spoke.

"Alright, Yuncong, stop showing off. Your fellow disciples already have eyes as good as yours now." Qingxuan teased Yuncong with a smile and then asked, "Yuncong, how do you feel with the glasses on?"

"Everything is so clear, so clear— thank you, Junior Uncle—"

Qingxuan smiled and nodded.

Qingxuan looked at Yuncong and thought to himself: Yuncong is a good material. He is very smart, with high insight, a calm and composed nature, and exceptional meridian quality. Such a person is the most diligent and effective in learning internal cultivation. It's worth the effort to win his favor; he will surely become a pillar of my Kunwu Temple in the future. However, this boy has some flaws. He is smart but somewhat timid and weak, lacking the courage to take on responsibilities. In the martial arts world, intelligence alone won't earn respect; strength does. Yuncong is physically small and timid, which affects his confidence. To help him overcome his mental barriers, I need to boost his confidence, frequently praise him, and have him spend time with Yunyong to influence each other positively. However, I must also guide him to avoid any biases.

With this in mind, Qingxuan had an idea. He looked at Yuncong's small face and smiled, saying slowly, "Yuncong, since you started practicing internal cultivation with me, have you noticed any changes in your body recently?"

Hearing his Junior Uncle's question, Yuncong became nervous, especially when he noticed his fellow disciples listening intently. His face turned red, and he stammered, "Reporting to Junior Uncle, I... I..."

Feeling that he was being tested on his martial arts progress, Yuncong was so nervous that he stammered.

"It's okay,