"I might have to get revenge for kicking me out back then..."
"Excellent, excellent! That's a brilliant idea!"
"Thinking about it that way, it's actually quite something to look forward to!"
Xiao Ning's brows relaxed as she made up her mind.
Just then, Fang Han also opened his eyes, his face flushed, clearly due to excitement.
"Master, this magic weapon is too powerful. I feel that even if I can only unleash a tiny bit of its power, I will be invincible. No noble family or dynasty can stand against me!"
Fang Han's eyes widened, and he said excitedly.
In his hands, the Dragon Subduing in the Yellow Springs Diagram sometimes shrank and entered his dantian, and sometimes grew so large that it blotted out the sky.
Top-grade Dao artifacts are no ordinary items, and moreover, they are completely under one's control.
Even those with a physical body at the tenth level of strength cannot withstand it.
"Foolish! Magical artifacts may be good, but they are still external things!"
Unexpectedly, Fang Han's words were immediately met with a rebuke from Xiao Ning.
"Cultivation is about returning all great power to oneself!"
Xiao Ning's expression turned serious, and he shouted, "Even the most powerful magic treasures can be taken away. Only the power you cultivate yourself through hard work will not be taken away!"
"Uh... Master is absolutely right!"
As if doused with a bucket of cold water, Fang Han's initial excitement vanished instantly. He lowered his head and responded with a soft "yes."
"It's already dawn. Go back and think carefully about what I said. Come back here tomorrow night at this time, and I will teach you the way of cultivation!"
Xiao Ning decided not to interfere with Fang Han's destiny, but only to pass on the path of cultivation to him, and not to interfere with anything else.
"Yes, Master!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Han obediently stored the Dragon Subduing in the Yellow Springs Diagram into his dantian and responded.
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Chapter 5 Teaching
After bidding farewell to his newly sworn master, Fang Han left the reeds with an excited expression and headed towards the Fang family home.
On the way back to the Fang family home, he couldn't hide his joy, and an excited look unconsciously appeared on his face.
"To be able to descend from the sky, Master is clearly no ordinary person. Moreover, he bestowed a top-grade Dao artifact without batting an eye!"
"If I become a disciple of such a powerful figure, and I cultivate diligently, one day I will achieve great things and escape my status as a servant!"
He risked everything to steal the Fang family's martial arts, all in an attempt to defy fate. Now, a miraculous encounter has brought him a chance to change his fate as a servant.
"Oh no! I forgot, the Second Miss was going out hunting on horseback this morning! She was looking after my Thousand Snow Horse."
Just as he was lost in thought, a ray of morning light shone into his eyes. Fang Han was startled and realized that it was already the next morning. In his surprise, he suddenly remembered something.
Thinking of this, Fang Han lost all interest in imagining the future and quickly quickened his pace. After returning to the Fang family home, he hurried towards the horse farm.
It turns out that Fang Han worked as a servant in the Fang family, and his job was to raise horses, specifically a famous horse named Qianlixue for the second young lady of the Fang family.
Horse raising is hard work. You have to get up in the middle of the night to add hay, especially for pedigree horses, which have even more rules to follow.
At this time, Fang Han should have been making soy milk for Qianlixue, mixing eggs, soybeans, and various kinds of fine feed together for her to eat.
Then, they took the horses for a stroll around the stables to digest their food before waiting for the arrival of the Fang family's second young lady.
However, due to the sudden change last night, he missed the appointed time.
Sure enough, when Fang Han hurriedly arrived at the horse farm, he saw his prized Thousand Mile Snow being ridden by a woman with a cold and noble demeanor.
Beside the woman stood a maid, a majestic guard, and several young men and women also on horseback, all with gleaming eyes, displaying considerable cultivation.
"Fang Han, you have committed a terrible crime! Go and kneel down now to beg for forgiveness from the Second Miss!"
Upon seeing Fang Han appear, an old man hurriedly ran over and growled at Fang Han in a low voice.
"Grand Steward, I didn't mean to..."
Fang Han stammered, unsure how to explain. After all, he couldn't very well reveal that he had sneaked out in the middle of the night to practice martial arts and had become a disciple of a powerful master.
The old man was the head steward of the Fang family's horse farm. He sternly reprimanded, "I don't care what your reasons are. Delaying the Second Miss's affairs is a terrible disaster. Your father taught you how to be a servant since you were a child. Don't you understand that your master's affairs are of utmost importance?"
"So you're Fang Han, the one who raises Thousand Mile Snow? The Second Miss wants to see you for questioning!"
Just then, a maid with high eyebrows and an arrogant demeanor walked over from afar. When she saw Fang Han, she shouted and grabbed his shoulder with her five fingers, like an eagle seizing a rabbit.
Fang Han suddenly felt as if his whole body was bound, and he was actually lifted up by a little maid.
"This move is called Crane Claw Sand Seal... This maid is two or three times stronger than me."
As Fang Han watched the maid's moves and sensed the power within them, he was immediately reminded of his experience of secretly learning martial arts.
But he couldn't escape at all. Although he had been secretly learning martial arts for a month and had become a disciple of a famous master last night, he had not yet mastered the true method and had not practiced. How could he compare to the personal maid of this second young lady?
Of course, if he were to retrieve the "Dragon Subduing in the Yellow Springs" painting, he could resist, or even kill everyone.
However, he dared not do so, otherwise disaster would befall him immediately.