After returning to Xingyin Pavilion, Xiao Yan's days became significantly more relaxed. He spent most of his time within the Star Realm, occasionally stepping out to offer guidance to the pavilion's disciples. With his current strength and reputation, not only did he surpass these ordinary disciples, but even some guest senior elders of Xingyin Pavilion likely lacked the experience or insight to match him. Amid this leisurely pace, the three days passed smoothly, and the spatial wormhole constructed by Yao Lao gradually matured and became more refined... "Drink!" In a spacious training yard within the Star Realm, numerous disciples of the Starfall Pavilion have gathered daily to engage in essential cultivation and sparring sessions. However, at present, most of the eyes in the yard are focused on the central area, where a young man dressed in black is calmly and smilingly offering constructive feedback on the shortcomings of the disciples around him as they perform combat techniques. His composed, unhurried demeanor—marked by quiet confidence and ease—hints at a masterly grace, evoking genuine admiration from many of the Starfall Pavilion disciples. At the center of the group stood a girl dressed in soft crimson robes, her slender, graceful waist and long legs making her the most striking presence on the training ground. Yet at this moment, the crimson-clad girl was intently gazing at the black-robed young man smiling in the distance. "Haha, Yuquan, you've finally fallen for him, haven't you?" one of the girls suddenly chimed in, laughing softly as she watched Xiao Yan. "Nonsense!" Yuquan blushed slightly, her cheeks tinged with embarrassment. "He's the most talented among our generation of young disciples in the Xingyin Pavilion. Back then, even the Pavilion Master was summoned to witness the test. So, while the Young Master holds a different status, you shouldn't feel inferior at all," another girl added, smiling and covering her mouth. "Nonsense—my modest talents aren't even considered much by the junior master...," Yuanquan shook her head, yet a faint sense of joy shimmered in her clear eyes. After all, girls always grow fond of young men; compared to those self-proclaimed prodigies she'd met before, this seemingly humble Xiao, without a single trace of the junior master's air of superiority, stood out remarkably. "Why don't our senior sister ask the junior master to give her some guidance? Only through direct interaction will she have a real chance—otherwise, she might truly fall short." One of the girls suggested. Hearing this, the young girl named Youquan hesitated slightly and spoke softly, "It wouldn't be very suitable, would it? What if it disrupts the young master's training?" "Don't worry, Sister Xiao is one of the key talents we at Xingyin Pavilion are actively cultivating. To strengthen the Pavilion, the young master surely won't mind the extra effort." "Well... well, please don't push me. I can certainly go myself..." ... On the training grounds, Xiao Yan gazed at the red-clad young woman, her cheeks slightly flushed, and smiled gently. "You're Youquan, aren't you? I've heard of you from my teacher." As he spoke, he took a moment to observe her closely. Though she appeared a bit inexperienced, she clearly possessed the grace of a perfect beauty—once grown, she would surely become a charming young woman who could win the hearts of countless men, willing to risk everything for her. Yet what truly captured Xiao Yan's attention wasn't merely her appearance, but her exceptional talent in cultivation. A young girl, not yet seventeen, precisely in her early bloom of youth, has already reached the level of Battle King! For her age, this achievement is exceptionally outstanding even when measured against the central region of the continent—should she be given sufficient time, her potential would surely be astonishing. "It's no wonder Master emphasized this so much. If it weren't for his firm decision to no longer accept any disciples, I believe she would have become my own junior sister-in-training..." Xiang Yan's gaze flickered slightly, and finally grasped the details of the matters Master Yao had shared with him a few days prior regarding this young girl. Upon hearing that Xiang Yan knew her name, You Quan nodded eagerly, her delicate, porcelain-like face glowing with excitement. "Young Master, would it be possible to trouble you for a moment? I'd like to receive your guidance." With a slightly flushed face, she still managed to speak up with courage. "Let's practice." Xiang Yan smiled gently and said softly. "Yes." Seeing Xiao Yan display such gentle demeanor, You Quan's heart fluttered subtly, and she promptly summoned the newly mastered Earth-tier palm technique she had recently perfected. Standing beside her, Xiao Yan watched as You Quan executed the full sequence of the Earth-tier palm technique with seamless grace, and couldn't help but nod in approval. He then gently pointed out a few minor imperfections. To Xiao Yan's surprise, almost immediately after making these observations, You Quan seamlessly revised each one—her comprehension and adaptation were so swift that he found himself shaking his head in admiration. Indeed, she was exceptionally gifted; with proper cultivation, she could very well become one of the foremost powers in the Central Region. By the time the palm technique was completed, a light sheen of sweat adorned You Quan's forehead, yet her eyes sparkled with delight. In her peripheral vision, she glanced at Xiao Yan with a touch of nervousness and asked, "Master Xiao, how did I perform?" "Very good." Xiao Yan nodded with a smile. Seeing Youquan's face now glowing with brightness, he hesitated slightly before saying, "Yes, there's something... I'm not sure if you'd be interested." "What is it?" Youquan quickly asked. Xiao Yan stroked his chin, gazing at Youquan from head to toe, and after a moment said, "To become my disciple." As he spoke, Xiao Yan felt a strange sense of something unexpected—unaware that he too had a moment when he could say this. However, this wasn't exactly his intention. The herbal master, who greatly admired Youquan's talent, had no desire to take on any more disciples. Thus, he entrusted this task to Xiao Yan, who was his teacher. Should Xiao Yan also take a disciple, then naturally, the herbal master would have the obligation to teach him. "Oh?" Youquan was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, then lowered his head slightly and remained silent. Seeing Xuanyuan's reaction, Xiao Yan instantly felt embarrassed. He hadn't expected that, for the very first time, his words would be met with such treatment. "Lesser Master... how about if I just take you as a named disciple?" Xuanyuan furrowed her brows and pondered for a moment before finally speaking. "Hmm..." The very words landed like a blow, making Xiao Yan cough violently. Indeed, it was quite unfortunate—given his current status, there were surely countless eager applicants who would have gone to great lengths to become his disciples. Yet this young lady seemed to have so many conditions. "Alright, whatever you say," Xiao Yan shook his head in resignation. After all, he wasn't the one being responsible for teaching, so whether or not she was officially named a disciple made no real difference. Hearing this, a bright smile instantly bloomed on Youquan's face. As a designated disciple, once she grew strong, these constraints would no longer matter—matters of ethics and morality would hardly pose any issues at all. As for the thoughts swirling in the young disciple's mind, Xiao Yan naturally had no idea. If he did, he might very well have expelled her from the academy—such deep contemplation at such a young age was truly remarkable. "Yes, Young Master..." Hearing that Xiao Yan would be away for some time, You Quan's face immediately fell, though she could only nod in agreement. "Now it's not proper to call me that..." Seeing the pout on You Quan's delicate face, Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile warmly. "Yes... Master..." Noticing Xiao Yan's teasing expression, You Quan blushed slightly and murmured the title hesitantly. With that, Xiao Yan smiled contentedly, gently rubbed her head, and said, "Keep up the good work—hopefully by the time you return, you'll have reached the Battle Emperor rank." As he finished speaking, he didn't linger any longer, his figure swiftly moving into a streak of light, heading toward the rear mountain where the spatial ripples had first been detected, under the watchful eyes of all present. Staring at the figure of Xiao Yan receding in the distance, Youquan finally let his face fall, sighing with a sense of despair. "Oh no! He's now a disciple of the Young Master. That means his opportunities will surely be much more limited in the future... No, I can't give up just because I'm only a named disciple. I must persevere!" As he spoke, Youquan clenched his small fists and gently reached out, as if trying to grasp Xiao Yan's retreating form in his hands. "Master... we're both cultivable.