Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

Burial God Wasteland, within a small mountain village.

Clear and melodious zither music resounded, akin to the chirping of swallows heralding the spring, and the pitter-patter of flowing water.

At this moment, Li Fan was sitting upright in front of a newly made ancient zither. Having just tested the sound of the zither, a satisfied smile couldn't help but surface on his face.

－－A few days ago, Nan Feng and others went to rescue Little Monkey, and Nan Feng's zither was destroyed in the process.

Hence, having nothing else to do, Li Fan chopped down some paulownia and catalpa wood, and gathered some silk threads. Through the work of axe and chisel and the task of polishing, he made a new seven-stringed zither.

Now that the seven-stringed zither was completely finished, he had just tested its pitch, and it wasn't too bad.

The craftsmanship he learned from the System hadn't gotten rusty after all.

In fact, when the System had him learn the zither before, it rewarded him with a zither; however, while that zither was good, it was difficult to play, and wasn't quite suitable for Nan Feng at the moment.

After adjusting the pitch, he got up and sat aside, leisurely sipping tea and along the way, watched the little animals in the courtyard.

A group of little animals were playing merrily at this moment.

The newly arrived little golden monkey was very lively and mischievous, and had already tangled with Little Kirin, Little Gold Bull, and the others.

It often hopped onto the back of Little Gold Bull, sometimes slept beside the Kirin Tree where Little Kirin rested, and even occasionally went to the edge of the pond to bare its teeth at the little black fish. But as the fish gently leaped out of the water, the monkey would often get scared away.

Among the small animals, it seemed to hold a rather high status...

However, just as Li Fan looked over, he saw the little golden monkey standing obediently in front of Xiao Bai the kitten, offering a fruit as if trying to please it.

Xiao Bai stretched out a small paw, touched the little golden monkey, didn't take its fruit, and then leisurely strolled over to Li Fan, lightly leaped, and lay on Li Fan's thigh, starting to sleep.

"Lazy cat."

Li Fan couldn't help but laugh, stroked Xiao Bai, and raised his eyes to look at Little Heavenly Spirit to the side, saying,

"Do you know The Wanderer's Chant now?"

Upon hearing this, Little Heavenly Spirit immediately nodded and said,

"Big Brother, I do!"

"The loving mother carefully stitches,

Garments for the wandering child.

Stitching densely before departure,

Fearing the return is unduly late.

Who says the heart of the inch-long grass,

Can repay the sunlight of the three spring times."

Little Heavenly Spirit's childish voice chimed in.

After finishing The Wanderer's Chant, she immediately looked at Li Fan with hopeful eyes.

Li Fan couldn't help but smile and said,

"You recited it well."

"What would you like to eat? Still want melon?"

But Little Heavenly Spirit shook her head and said,

"Big Brother, I want to drink... I want to try the finely brewed wine."

Her sparkling big eyes were filled with anticipation.

By eating melons, she naturally evolved six types of origins, which could be deemed against the heavens.

However, the speed of her advancement through eating melons had already slowed down.

The effect of the finely brewed wine... was exceptionally good.

The origins of the Great Dao contained within were even more rich and profound than that of a plain watermelon.

After all, it was personally brewed by Li Fan from the essence of the six grains.

Upon hearing this, Li Fan was taken aback.

This little girl, wants to drink alcohol??

Such a young age and not learning good habits, but learning to drink... Wouldn't she become a little drunkard in the future?

He was quite worried.

But, due to the reward for Little Heavenly Spirit, he still nodded and said,

"You may try a little bit, but don't be greedy."

Upon hearing this, Little Heavenly Spirit was very happy, and immediately ran to bring out the wine pot, holding it with both hands and pouring some for herself. All the while, she said to Li Fan,

"Big Brother, I won't be greedy; just a little bit!"

As she poured just less than half a cup, picked it up, and while smelling the fragrance of the alcohol, she drank it excitedly in small sips.

Suddenly, her little face flushed red.

The alcohol went to her head.

While savoring it, she asked,

"Big Brother, what does the 'The Wanderer's Chant' you just mentioned mean?"

Li Fan was quite pleased, as Little Heavenly Spirit had also learned to seek knowledge.

He immediately said,

"The Wanderer's Chant describes the scene before a child sets out on a journey, where the mother meticulously patches the child's clothes, deeply fearful that the child will return too late."

"And mother's love, like the sunlight in March, makes the offspring grow and flourish; the so-called 'Who says the heart of the inch-long grass, Can repay the sunlight of the three spring times' refers to this."

While he explained, he noticed that Little Heavenly Spirit seemed to understand yet not quite, so he said,

"Think back to your mother's love for you, and you will understand..."

But Little Heavenly Spirit responded blankly,

"But Ling'er doesn't have a mother..."

No mother…

Upon hearing these words, Li Fan suddenly froze.

Little Heavenly Spirit... came from a single-parent family?

No mother?

"Then, what about your father?"

"Ling'er... also doesn't have a father."

In his heart, Li Fan couldn't help but feel instant compassion—this not a case of a single parent but of an orphan!

He carefully probed,

"Then... do you have any other relatives?"

It was then that Little Heavenly Spirit said, "Grandfather..."

Her voice trailed off; her eyes suddenly reddened as she spoke,

"Grandpa was hurt by bad people, and I don't know where he went, I miss Grandpa so much…" Ling'er said.

"Now, Ling'er can protect Grandpa…" she added.

Li Fan couldn't help but get up and gently touched Little Heavenly Spirit's head, saying,

"Don't worry, Ling'er, you will find your grandpa."

Ling'er also wiped her tears and nodded.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Little Heavenly Spirit raised her eyes toward the sky, and terror filled her large eyes as she said,

"Big Brother… look quickly, in the sky, what is that…"

Upon hearing this, Li Fan looked up.

Above the Sky Vault, a layer of mist shrouded everything, with gray leaden clouds covering the sun.

Li Fan was alarmed at the sight—such heavy smog!!!

How could the environment be so terrible in this world???

Without factories everywhere, without skyscrapers, city clusters… how could the ecology be so bad???

This is really troubling, with a storm brewing, now that the smog is still in the sky, if it descends, that would be disastrous.

The whole village could be affected!

So troubling!

"Master, we have returned."

Just then, a voice came from outside the door—Nan Feng and the others had pushed the door open and entered.

Li Fan's mood lifted a bit at that, with the disciples back, it's good. Otherwise, traveling through smog on the roads would be difficult.

"Did everything go smoothly?" he asked immediately.

Nan Feng replied,

"Master, the trouble has been taken care of…"

"However, with the gray fog now attacking, the entire Great Ruins Realm is anxious. Master, what should we do?"

Everyone looked at him expectantly.

Li Fan couldn't help but smile wryly upon hearing this.

The gray fog Nan Feng mentioned was the smog, which people of this other world liked to call it that way—he had become used to it.

However, facing this level of smoggy weather… one could only accept it.

Perhaps those who had succeeded in cultivation could exert some power and do something, but himself at the first level of Qi Cultivation and a group of mortal disciples were truly powerless, despite their willingness to help.

He said straight away,

"There's no need to fuss… just let it be!"

They could only leave it to fate.

Upon hearing this, everyone's tension eased, relieved.

Because if the master said this, it meant that he didn't consider this gray fog as anything serious at all!

"Nan Feng, I have made you a zither; come and try out its sound!" Li Fan then said.

Rather than worry about the smog, it was better to listen to a tune and calm the mind.

Nan Feng was immediately excited—a zither made by the master???

She walked over towards the Seven-Stringed Zither, her eyes completely drawn to it.

All who saw this were also astonished.

"This zither… seems to contain the profound power of the ancient Dao!" Jiang Li murmured.

"What kind of wood is this… It's astounding, almost on par with a Peach Tree," Lin Jiu Zheng marveled in surprise.

"The zither's body like the Universe, with the potency of heaven and earth, the zither's strings like divine threads, cutting through time and the cosmos… this zither… is incredible!" Yun Chen exclaimed in admiration, feeling that this zither surpassed all divine instruments in the Yang Realm!

"Time was short, you try it first, it will suffice for now," Li Fan said to Nan Feng.

Hearing this, everyone felt complex emotions inside—time was short? Suffice for now??? From Senior Li's perspective, what level of treasure wouldn't be considered "sufficient"?

Nan Feng nodded deeply, saying,

"Disciple will do her best to try!"

She then sat down, her delicate fingers placed on the zither strings.

With a gentle pluck, the sound of the zither rang out.

It was like a breeze blowing through the morning dew of autumn that made everyone present feel a sudden clarity in their hearts.

At first, the notes were somewhat unfamiliar to her because the profound meanings of the Great Dao twining around each zither string were far beyond what her previous zither could compare to.

But soon, Nan Feng grew accustomed to it, her fingers fluttering like dancing butterflies or dragonflies skimming water. She nearly merged with the zither into one.

The sound of the zither became naturally crisp and melodious, like a stream flowing over rocks, like an ancient pine tree caressed by mountain winds.

Everyone there was drawn by the sound of the zither, and for a moment, they forgot all worldly thoughts.

"This zither… allows me to evolve higher levels of zither Dao power," Nan Feng murmured softly, her hands lightly plucking, as invisible notes flew out of the mountain village into the sky of the Great Ruins Realm.

Those notes turned into various splendid divine beasts.

There were dazzling phoenixes, True Dragons overturning rivers and seas, and wolves howling up to the sky…

The divine beasts that formed from the notes rushed toward the gray fog attacking from the Sky Domain.

At that moment, the dense fog, which was about to descend upon the Great Ruins Realm, was repelled wherever the divine beasts went!

In the Divine Realm, somewhere beneath the Sky Domain, atop the endless gray fog, a sinister old man felt the resistance and became furious:

"Who dares to stop me!"

His overwhelming aura surged as the Gray Fog Giant Hand reaching toward the Lower World unleashed a devastating power.

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