Lin Shanshan's such dedication had suddenly granted Lin Bufan a deeper understanding.
"Now, do you still want to go out and interrupt your senior brother's meeting with Ning Zhuo?" he asked his daughter, appearing nonchalant.
Lin Shanshan shook her head, "No, going there would only cause them trouble. I trust senior brother and Young Master Ning Zhuo."
Lin Bufan nodded, "That's good, go back to your room."
Immediately, Lin Shanshan bowed, "Father, your daughter takes her leave."
However, once back in her room, Lin Shanshan instructed her personal maid, Xiaoju, "Young Master Ning Zhuo's meeting with senior brother is extremely significant, concerning the long-term alliance between our sect and the Ning Family."
"My father intends to use this to test Young Master Ning Zhuo, as well as senior brother."
"Being the junior sister of senior brother and a friend of Young Master Ning Zhuo here, it's natural for me to lend a hand."
"I cannot go out there, Xiaoju, so you must go for me. If there's any conflict between the two, you must intervene. What I'm worried about now is that Young Master Ning Zhuo originally intends only to exchange a few moves, but it could escalate into a full-blown argument with senior brother."
"Alas, he might be steady and low-key, but he still has the impetuosity of youth. Being so young and already having established a great business, the pride in his heart isn't as mild as his outward demeanor."
"I know this all too well, just like my father!"
Lin Shanshan spoke emotionally.
On the surface, Lin Bufan appeared peaceful and gentle as jade. But having spent twenty-one years by his side, Lin Shanshan had witnessed his true rage, his merciless and ruthless demeanor when punishing foes with a smile.
"Alright, miss, I'll go," Xiaoju replied, not daring to disobey and genuinely loyal to Lin Shanshan.
"Xiaoju, I entrust everything to you!" Lin Shanshan said.
Xiaoju hurried out.
Little did they know, every movement in the courtyard was under the surveillance of Lin Bufan's Divine Sense.
Watching Xiaoju heading straight for Great Struggle Peak, Lin Bufan sighed deeply in his heart.
"My daughter has grown up, having her own ideas. In the past, she would never have done these little maneuvers."
However, the old father did not stop Xiaoju.
He turned his gaze towards Myriad Demons Cave, his heart filled with anticipation.
Children have their own lives.
Lin Bufan, having children and disciples later in life, had meticulously selected his wife and disciples for strategic purposes.
Over the decades, his plans had borne fruit.
"With time, once Jiu'er achieves the Golden Core, I'll be able to lay down the heavy responsibilities of Sect Leader, fully retreat, and devote myself to cultivation."
Reaching the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Levels, even routine cultivation consumes vast resources.
Thus, Lin Bufan's painstaking establishment of the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect was also for his own cultivation.
Now that the Ten Thousand Medicine Sect was stable, and the next generation's leader personally trained by him. Linghu Jiu's innate talent was sufficient and his nature generous, all products of Lin Bufan's meticulous cultivation.
Lin Bufan, a master of nurturance, was very aware of the dangers of forcing growth.
Thus, his daily instruction to his daughter and disciples was gentle and imperceptible, subtly exerting influence, seldom resorting to strict discipline except on matters of principle and bottom lines.
This time, his heart was filled with concern for his daughter, yet he did not stop her actions.
"Female cultivators are indeed easily blinded by love."
"That Ning Zhuo lad is not easy to deal with. My daughter's Daoism is far too shallow. Without vigilance, she could be utterly taken advantage of."
"Jiu'er is more reliable than Shanshan!"
Lin Bufan's Divine Sense spread, encompassing Myriad Demons Cave.
The next moment, he saw the interactions between Ning Zhuo and Linghu Jiu.
He... fell into a prolonged silence.