Chapter 1557: Returning to the Zhang Family

Involving Master Kong was already beyond his level of understanding. Moreover, matters from tens of thousands of years ago, even if the Master Teacher Hall's inheritance was rigorous, after so many generations, it had lost its original intent. Saying more would only be speculation.

A master teacher must be cautious in words and deeds. Since it was uncertain, saying it or not saying it made no difference.

Seeing that the other party truly did not know, Zhang Xuan did not continue asking.

"Master Yang, thanks to your guidance, we were able to reunite with Xuan'er as we wished. Now we want to take him back to the family to acknowledge his ancestors. Would you be willing to come along and be a witness?"

After the two chatted for a while, Xing Jian Sheng came over.

"Mm, I happen to need to go there. Let's go together!"

Master Yang nodded.

"Alright..." Seeing that he was also going, Xing Jian Sheng sighed in relief and turned to Zhang Xuan: "Let's first go to the Ice Plain Palace, take the teleportation array to the Master Teacher Hall headquarters, and then return to the Zhang Family..."

"No need for such trouble. If you want to return to the Zhang Family, just set up a teleportation array directly..."

Zhang Xuan smiled lightly.

Although the power of the water droplet had disappeared, his cultivation had now reached the early stage of the Cave Void realm. With Master Yang as his junior uncle and Xing Meng Jian Sheng as his parents, setting up a teleportation array again should not be difficult.

After all, he had been to the Zhang Family's specific location once and knew it very well. With careful calculation, he could be perfectly accurate.

"That would be best..."

Hearing him say this, everyone remembered that the person before them had the ability to casually set up teleportation arrays, and they all nodded.

"Let me first arrange for these students!"

Having decided to go to the Zhang Family, there was nothing to hesitate about. Zhang Xuan flickered and arrived before Zhao Ya, Zheng Yang, and the others.

"Teacher..."

Unable to suppress their longing, they all gathered around, each filled with excitement.

Without this teacher, they might still be wasting away in a small place like the Tianxuan Kingdom, unable to become what they were now—domineering figures whose every move shook the continent.

The grace of teaching was unforgettable.

Moreover, he had been like a father and mother, conscientious and responsible, eliminating one disaster after another for them and helping them find the most suitable归宿.

"You're all doing well!"

Looking at the familiar faces before him, Zhang Xuan could not help but feel emotional.

The children who had followed him back then, ignorant and naive, were now all high-ranking officials. The only thing unchanged was these familiar faces. Time flew by, making one sigh.

"Zheng Yang, why has your strength improved so quickly?"

After a few sighs, Zhang Xuan looked at the young man not far away.

Wei Ruyan, with her innate poison body, would naturally have her cultivation surge after activating her constitution; Zhao Ya, Lu Chong, and Yuan Tao followed the same principle. Wang Ying, though she had made progress, was within understandable limits, her strength relying on the Art of Spirit Enlightenment and that puppet.

But this Zheng Yang, with no special traits, only hardworking and diligent in cultivation, how could his progress be the fastest among them?

Even Ren Qingyuan had to be wary of him?

"Reporting to Teacher, I borrowed the Spring and Autumn Hall at the Master Teacher Hall headquarters. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so fast!"

Scratching his head, Zheng Yang laughed.

"Spring and Autumn Hall?"

Zhang Xuan was puzzled.

"It's a special treasure of the Master Teacher Hall headquarters, said to have been left by Master Kong. It's somewhat similar to the Zhang Family's blood pool, but more advanced. When a cultivator enters it, one month outside equals one year inside... With ample resources, I cultivated inside for three full months, equivalent to three years..."

Zheng Yang said.

"I see..."

Zhang Xuan suddenly understood.

No wonder in just a few months, he had undergone earth-shaking changes, leaving Zhao Ya and the others far behind. So the Master Teacher Hall had such a treasure.

Three months outside, three years inside, coupled with his hard work and the full cultivation of countless experts from the War Teacher Hall, it was only natural that he possessed such power.

The Zhang Family's blood pool only allowed mental training, while the Spring and Autumn Hall allowed the entire person to enter. The gap was clear at a glance.

"You are now all powerful figures in your own right, and you can no longer follow me as before. Go back now. Your teacher is no longer in danger, so there's no need to continue following!"

After chatting for who knows how long, seeing that it was getting late and half a day had passed, Zhang Xuan couldn't help but speak.

He knew his students were reluctant to part, but all banquets must come to an end. They had found their own paths and should embark on their own journeys, not be confined by his side.

"We know, but we can't bear to leave..."

Zhao Ya's eyes reddened.

She had thought she could spend more time with her teacher, but unexpectedly, they had to part so soon.

"Zhao Ya, although your meridians have been reconstructed, your foundation is still unstable. This manual I just wrote, take it and cultivate carefully. It will greatly help your newly built meridians and future strength advancement!"

"Zheng Yang, the War Teacher Hall's cultivation method has its own system and is very good, but your advancement has been too fast, causing some hidden injuries. I have a prescription here. Go back and have an expert refine it into pills. Take them for seven consecutive days, and you will be cured, and your cultivation can improve again!"

"Wang Ying, your talent is somewhat inferior to Zhao Ya and the others, and you don't have Zheng Yang's opportunities. This is the cultivation technique I have been practicing recently, along with my insights on the Spirit Enlightener. I give it all to you. Cultivate seriously, and it will be of great help!"

"Lu Chong..."

"Wei Ruyan..."

"Yuan Tao..."

After carefully instructing every student before him, Zhang Xuan still felt uneasy and left several strands of Heavenly Dao true qi on each of them before sighing in relief.

Although these students had all become regional lords, in his heart, they were still children who needed care.

"Teacher, since you are going to propose marriage to the Luo family, we will gather at the Luo family!"

Zheng Yang smiled: "Then I'll prepare gifts and celebrate for Teacher!"

"Right, Teacher is proposing marriage. How can we, as students, not be there?" Wei Ruyan also smiled slightly.

"We will definitely come then..."

Zhao Ya and the others nodded at the same time.

Seeing everyone's serious expressions, Zhang Xuan helplessly shook his head: "Alright, if you are willing, it's fine to come. By the way, Liu Yang left Qingyuan City and I don't know where he went. Please help find him. Make sure he doesn't get into danger!"

Thinking of his departed disciple, Zhang Xuan felt a bit worried.

"Okay!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

While chatting with his students, the Spirit Enlightener Guild members had moved the enlightened Master Teacher Hall back to its original place, and the Poison Hall experts had revived the poisoned master teachers and released them.

After parting with all his disciples, the sky had completely darkened.

"Let's go back!"

Knowing that he was not in a good mood, Meng Jian Sheng said nothing more and took out many level-nine array flags, handing them over.

Holding the array flags, Zhang Xuan calculated the location of the Zhang Family and set up the teleportation array.

During the activation of the array, his cultivation was insufficient, and it was only with Master Yang's help that he succeeded.

Whoosh!

The group disappeared from where they stood, and the next moment, they appeared outside the Zhang Family's formation.