Mortal To Immortal (Book 1)
MTI 020 - Heritage

"Haha-h! You see that ugly snake! Han'er is talented in swordsmanship! Compared to being a Poison Cultivator, Han'er was better off becoming a Sword Cultivator!" exclaiming Meirong pointed at Yutian.

"Hmph, don't be happy just yet. Han'er was still early learning poison and sword arts. It's still too soon to decide if he's more talented in poison or sword."

"No, no, no, no. He will definitely become a swordsman, not a poison master."

"I told you your swordsmanship wouldn't fit in with Han'er. He was more suited to poison science, which strengthened his alchemy..."

Furthermore, the two spirit beasts began to argue. Yao Han could only gawk at the behavior of the two, but it was only for a short while as it refocused on the Falling Star swordsmanship. He planned to repeat up to a hundred times the first star move.

"Then they argue about unimportant things. It seems that I mistakenly made Xiao Han their disciple as well." murmured Feng Xian.

***

The next two months, Yao Han was able to memorize all five Falling Star sword moves. This made Meirong happy, but the student needed to hone further in order to bring out the potential of using this swordsmanship to the highest level he could.

Meirong and Yutian, while accompanying Yao Han were also keen on improving the practice, they had finally reached the peak of the Basic Realm. They were already preparing to enter the Foundation Realm.

Those who were currently high-tier spirit beasts would be able to form the strongest foundation, which was the Sky Foundation.

Unlike the human cultivators who had to pass through the formation of the Mortal and Earth Foundation before forming the Sky Foundation, spirit beasts could instantly form the Sky Foundation with the same length of time it took a cultivator to form the Sky Foundation, that's six months.

Feng Xian had also prepared a place for the two to enter in a closed-door training forming their foundation. This place is under the foot of the mountain, precisely in the forest which belongs to the safe zone area.

In order to avoid unnecessary interference, the place had already been set up a protective formation by Feng Xian.

Knowing the actions of Feng Xian, Meirong and Yutian were at a loss for words and could only continue to thank the stern-faced man.

"Han'er, don't forget to practice. I hope you surprise me with the results of your training when we get back" Meirong said.

Before Yao Han responded, Yutian cut him off, "Han'er, you should be more diligent in practicing poison science and show you better become a Poison Cultivator..."

"Yutian, you-"

"What?"

Yutian stuck out his snake tongue several times mocking Meirong who was furious at him.

'They still argue... I should've put them in the danger zone..." Feng Xian stared at the two spirit beasts lazily, while Yao Han smiled awkwardly.

Yutian immediately headed for the training ground for him before Meirong nagged.

"Aish, that stupid snake." muttered Meirong, "Senior Feng, we leave Han'er to you..."

Feng Xian felt funny with Meirong's message, of course he would take care of Yao Han without needing to be asked, but he replied with a soft nod.

"See you in six months, Han'er..."

"Good, Teacher."

Meirong headed for his training ground, which was several tens of meters from Yutian's closed training ground.

***

"Argh! Why can't I make it?!" yao Han screamed while grabbing her hair in frustration.

Two months passed, Yao Han was frustrated with the results of his learning that had no development at all. The painting cannot even be said to be good enough.

Feng Xian had absolutely no intention of comforting Yao Han, instead laughing at him. This made Yao Han become annoyed and feel inferior.

"It seems like I'm not talented when it comes to painting.." murmured Yao Han, "Teacher, what should you do?"

"Painting requires a touch of feeling in it is also influenced by the experience of the painter. All you can do is calm yourself down and add to the experience."

"What does that mean?"

"You think for yourself the answer."

Yao Han clucked inwardly at Feng Xian's flat response, his teacher also didn't bother to turn to him. He then looked for a place to meditate.

After he finished, Yao Han lost interest towards painting, so he did other things such as making more types of medicinal powder and poison, practicing martial arts and swordsmanship.

This he did every time he felt frustrated at his undeveloped painting skills. On the other hand, his understanding of other sciences actually increased rapidly.

Untalented in painting, Yao Han tried another thing that was a bit similar, namely the art of making calligraphy. Yao Han was quite satisfied with this as the result was much better than the art of painting. Yao Han's handwriting became even more presentable than before thanks to this.

"Hm.. at least you found another talent that is still related to the art of painting," Feng Xian commented, indirectly praising Yao Han's handwriting and calligraphy.

"Teacher, maybe you can teach me the art of music?"

"not now. Music and painting have more or less the same difficulty. If you don't want further frustration, it's better not to study these two fields of art in the near future."

Feng Xian then gave a jade slip, "Take this and learn the technique inside. If you manage to master it within a month, I'll give you a gift."

Yao Han took the jade slip and examined it, "Heavenly Wind Steps?"

Feng Xian explained a little that the Heavenly Wind Steps was one of the body lightening sciences or the other name was the footstep technique. Allows one to move agilely and move from one place to another quickly.

Feng Xian did not mention the reward he was going to give, but it triggered Yao Han to become even more excited about studying the Heavenly Wind Steps.

Yao Han was finally able to master this technique faster than the specified time limit, which was twenty days.

"This is not just a gift, but also an inheritance. His name is Gunbai Fan." Feng Xian took out a large strange object.

"Facial?"

"Yes, despite its unnatural size and strange shape, this fan belongs to the high-level Earth Heirloom. Previously this heirloom was given by my teacher when I managed to form the Sky Foundation."

Yao Han did not immediately accept, "If this fan is a legacy heirloom, it looks like I will have to wait for it to reach the Foundation Realm to deserve it."

"No need, just take this. I haven't used this thing in a long time. Better he have a new master."

Yao Han then received the fan, as his hand touched the long handle of the fan, a wind blew between them, leaving Yao Han startled.

Feng Xian laughed softly, "The wind was the sign this fan received you as its new owner."