That night, Ye Fan and Ye Qingtian chatted about their understandings of martial arts, world development, and other trivial matters for many hours.
Despite their age difference, they had seemingly become good friends.
Besides, Ye Fan finally knew that Ye Qingtian used to be one of the three most charming men in the martial arts world.
Back then, there were a lot of rumors about the War God's love affairs. Nonetheless, the well-known story was about WarGod's admiration and pursuit of Tang Yun, the head of the Chu Sect.
“What a pity! Numerous women have fallen for me throughout my life. However, Tang Yun is the only one who never cares about me after so many years. Do you know I used to think I could save our country in a roundabout way? I thought if Tang Yun fell for me, then Chu Sect would fall under China's control. Alas... let's not talk about it anymore. Cheers!”
Ye Qingtian couldn't help but drink a few more bottles after mentioning Tang Yun.
At the same time, Ye Fan also gulped down a few more glasses of wine.
Ye Fan was surprised to know that the imposing War God was infatuated with Tang Yun.
Nonetheless, Ye Qingtian failed to win her heart after courting her for many years.
If Ye Fan were any ordinary person, he would have burst into laughter and ridiculed the War God by now.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan didn't feel amused at that moment.
Tang Yun only cares about her sect and future achievements. Will she ever think about romance?
Suddenly, Ye Fan recalled that he used to think the kid raised by the Ye family was Tang Yun and his own child.
Looking back at the past events, Ye Fan thought he had become a laughing stock, and Tang Yun probably saw him as a narcissist.
“You're right. Let bygones be bygones. We don't have to mention it again. Let's drink!”
With that, Ye Fan lifted his glass and drank with Ye Qingtian.
The night soon passed, and Ye Qingtian bid farewell to Ye Fan the next day.
Ye Qingtian had to prepare to head toward South Sky Mountain for his solitary training.
Before Ye Qingtian left, Ye Fan taught him a palm strike technique.
It was part of Invoke the Celestial Sky, but Ye Fan had slightly improvised it.
A fighter had to learn the chant of Invoke the Celestial Cloud if he wished to acquire the complete version of Invoke the Celestial Sky.
Considering that Ye Qingtian couldn't possibly acquire it, Ye Fan had no choice but to teach him the improvised version.
“The palm strike technique looks ordinary but contains a lot of unfathomable changes. If you can master it, I'm sure you will achieve your breakthroughs more easily,” Ye Fan said after demonstrating the palm strike technique.
Ye Qingtian burst into hearty laughter.
“Hahaha! All right. Let's fight after I've returned from my training! Wait for me!”
The happiest thing that could ever happen to martial artists was to acquire some powerful martial arts techniques.
Ye Fan's palm strike technique looked simple but was mystifying.
Given that Ye Qingtian was trained in martial arts for many years, he could tell that it was a powerful technique.
After knowing Ye Fan for a long time, Ye Qingtian knew that the former had acquired a lot of secret martial arts techniques.
Furthermore, Ye Fan couldn't forget when there was seemingly a dragon around Ye Fan's body to shield him from attacks.
No matter how much Ye Qingtian was interested in such a mysterious technique, he wouldn't ask for it from Ye Fan.
It was already a pleasant surprise that Ye Fan was willing to teach him the palm strike technique.
After thanking Ye Fan, Ye Qingtian finally left.
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