The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 273 Yun Yao's Kindness and the Prestige of the Sect

In the spiritual world of the sect, Yun Yao was busy and determined. She knew that the path of cultivation was not only paved by personal courage and diligence, but also the prosperity and harmony of the sect as a whole, which was also the solid foundation for her to move forward steadily in this world of cultivation.

During the intervals between training, Yun Yao would always take the initiative to look for those disciples who worked hard in the corners of the sect but were a little lackluster due to their lack of talent. Her soft footsteps, as if carrying the warmth of the spring breeze, stepped into a quiet place in the back mountain of the sect. This was where those disciples with poor talent often practiced alone. Although the spiritual energy around them was not thin, it seemed to be a little heavy because of their inner confusion and bewilderment.

Yun Yao's eyes soon fell on a little disciple with a slightly thin figure. His name was Ling Feng. He had been in the sect for several years, but because of his poor cultivation talent, he was repeatedly frustrated in the sect's many assessments and competitions. The fellow disciples around him, intentionally or unintentionally, often cast contemptuous or regretful glances at him. Those seemingly unintentional sighs pierced Ling Feng's heart like sharp arrows, leaving his eyes often shrouded in a haze of inferiority and loss.

Yun Yao walked towards Ling Feng, her smile was like the warm sun breaking through the clouds, instantly dispelling the oppressive atmosphere in this small world. "Junior brother Ling Feng, don't be discouraged, I'm here to help you." Yun Yao's voice was crisp and pleasant, but it was also filled with unquestionable firmness and warmth.

Ling Feng raised his head, his eyes full of surprise and confusion. He had never thought that Senior Sister Yun Yao, who was as bright as a star, would pay attention to his inconspicuous little disciple. "Senior Sister, I... I am afraid that my qualifications will disappoint your kindness." Ling Feng stammered, his eyes dodging subconsciously.

Yun Yao shook her head gently, and stretched out her hand to gently place it on Ling Feng's shoulder. "Junior brother, you are wrong. Talent is only a cornerstone at the beginning of cultivation, not the only factor that determines the end. As long as you are determined and use the right methods, you will definitely be able to create your own brilliance on this road of cultivation."

After that, Yun Yao began to carefully inquire about every detail of Ling Feng's cultivation process. Her bright eyes stared at Ling Feng intently, not missing any details. Ling Feng was a little nervous at first, but with the encouragement of Yun Yao's gentle and patient eyes, he gradually relaxed and told her about his confusion and problems in the operation of the skills, the absorption and concentration of spiritual power, etc.

Yun Yao frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. She knew very well that for a disciple like Ling Feng who had a weaker talent, conventional training methods might not work. After a moment, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes. "Junior brother, I will tailor a set of training methods for you."

This set of cultivation methods was carefully created by Yun Yao based on his profound understanding of many exercises, as well as some special insights and ideas provided by the system. It no longer pursues the speed and scale of spiritual power absorption, but focuses on the stability of the foundation and the fine polishing of spiritual power. Each step of cultivation is like a carefully crafted work of art, meticulous and interconnected.

In terms of the operation of the technique, Yun Yao taught Ling Feng to use slowness as speed, and to feel every tiny flow of spiritual power in the meridians with his heart, just like listening to a melodious ancient song, and to capture the charm and rhythm of every note. When absorbing spiritual power, she guided Ling Feng to find a spiritual spring in the sect that was not very strong but extremely pure and gentle, and asked him to meditate there, and in an almost pious manner, slowly absorb the strands of pure spiritual power, like a trickle, which was not turbulent but could moisten the heart for a long time.

In order to help Ling Feng better understand and master this set of cultivation methods, Yun Yao worked tirelessly and took out precious time every day to practice with him. When the light of the rising sun shines on the earth, and when the afterglow of the setting sun dyes the sky gorgeously, Yun Yao and Ling Feng can be seen practicing side by side in the sect's training ground or beside the spiritual spring.

While practicing, Yun Yao always paid attention to Ling Feng's condition. She would give Ling Feng some advice and encouragement at the right time, or gently correct the deviations in his practice, or use warm words to dispel the frustration and confusion in his heart.

"Junior Brother Lingfeng, don't be anxious. Feel the spiritual power flowing through your meridians gently and slowly like a spring breeze."

"Yes, that's right. Keep calm. You've done a great job. Every time you persist is a time of growth."

Under Yun Yao's careful guidance and patient companionship, Ling Feng's cultivation gradually improved. He no longer encountered the dilemma of spiritual power disorder and meridian pain during cultivation as before. The spiritual power that was once as difficult to control as a wild horse now began to become docile and orderly in his body, slowly gathering, slowly but firmly climbing to a higher realm.

As time went by, Ling Feng's changes became more and more obvious. The haze of inferiority and loss in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a ray of determination and confidence. His posture became more upright, his steps became lighter and more powerful, and the whole person seemed to be reborn.

In an internal competition of the sect, Ling Feng stepped onto the competition stage for the first time. Most of the disciples in the audience were in a state of mind to watch the joke, after all, Ling Feng's previous performance was really hard to place high hopes on. However, when the competition officially began, Ling Feng used the cultivation method taught by Yun Yao, and his spiritual power flowed smoothly and freely. Although his moves were not extremely fierce, they were also quite standard, and he had an indomitable momentum.

The disciples in the audience couldn't help but stare with their eyes wide open, their faces full of surprise and disbelief. They had never thought that Ling Feng, who they had once regarded as a failure in his cultivation, could now perform so well. And those disciples who had once laughed at Ling Feng now felt mixed emotions, with some regret for their previous behavior, but also sincere admiration for Ling Feng's transformation.

After the competition, although Ling Feng did not win the championship, his performance on the stage won warm applause from many disciples below the stage. The applause, which resounded like thunder over the sect, was a recognition of Ling Feng's efforts and transformation, and even more so a praise for Yun Yao's kindness and wisdom.

Yun Yao stood in the audience, looking at Ling Feng's face full of joy and pride, and her heart was filled with satisfaction. She knew that her efforts not only helped a disciple regain his confidence, but also sowed a seed of unity and hope in the sect. This seed, nourished by the sect's spirit, will surely take root, sprout, and grow vigorously, injecting a new force into the sect's prosperity.

Since then, Yun Yao's prestige in the sect has been rising. Those disciples who used to be jealous or suspicious of her gradually lost their prejudice after seeing her selflessly helping Ling Feng. They began to approach Yun Yao actively, asking for advice on cultivation or seeking some advice on life. Yun Yao treated them with a sincere heart and shared her experience and insights without reservation.

The elders of the sect were very appreciative of Yun Yao's behavior. They knew that the strength of a sect did not only depend on the rise of a few talented disciples, but also on the common growth and progress of all disciples. Yun Yao's good deeds undoubtedly set a good example for the sect, inspiring more disciples to support each other and work together.

At an important gathering of the sect, the head of the sect personally praised Yun Yao in public. "Disciple Yun Yao, your behavior fully demonstrates the demeanor and responsibility that a disciple of our sect should have. With your own strength, you have illuminated the path of cultivation for others, and have made outstanding contributions to the harmony and development of the sect. I hope that all disciples will take Yun Yao as an example, and on this path of cultivation, not only pursue personal transcendence, but also care about the sect and create brilliance together."

Yun Yao bowed slightly and responded humbly: "Master, you are too kind. I have only done my part. In this world of cultivation, the sect is our foundation and support. Only when the sect is prosperous can we have a broader space and solid backing in this vast world."

Her words flowed through the hearts of the disciples like a warm current. At that moment, the entire sect seemed to be tightly held together by an invisible force. The disciples looked at Yun Yao with respect and admiration, and Yun Yao's gentle and firm figure was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart, becoming their spiritual guidance and source of strength to keep moving forward on the path of cultivation.