林凡觉得，他可能是修仙界最悲剧的徒弟了。

weren't it for the fact that he had been dragged out of the mountain by his master every few days, he would have probably been lost in the depths of Yanling Mountain without ever being found. This was because his master, Mo Qingxuan, had a very uncharacteristic habit. Before sending him back to the mountain, he would first scold him for not cultivating and then give him a "reward."

Lin Fan sighed innocently as he ate his evening meal. The "reward" usually involved being hit on the head or shoulders with a teacup filled with cold water, or occasionally having his ears pulled.

"Lin Fan, you idiot, why are you always so slow?" Mo Qingxuan's voice echoed through the air, making Lin Fan jump slightly.

He had just eaten half of his bowl of rice and was about to enjoy the remaining half when he heard his master's booming voice. He quickly put down his bowl and stood up.

"Master, I..." Lin Fan started, but Mo Qingxuan interrupted him before he could finish speaking.