Chapter 142

At the foot of Tongtian Peak, Yuan Anyi looked back at the summit; he was stunned at first, then his pupils gradually shrank to pinpoints, and his mouth hung open.

No, you and I! Just a moment ago I was calling him Senior, and now I have to call him Grand-Uncle-Master?

At the summit of Jin Gang Peak, the gates of the Vajra Divine Hall suddenly swung open.

A burly man walked out from inside, with thick eyebrows and large eyes; it was Yuan Anyi's father, the Vajra Hall Master, Yuan Shengxiong.

He looked toward the position of Tongtian Peak with a blank expression.

Sect Master, what exactly are you doing? Shouldn't it be me accepting a disciple—uh, accepting a disciple on behalf of a master?

He had long heard from that rebellious son that this young friend named Qin Jiang might have strength not inferior to a Fifth-tier Divine Martial Artist.

And he was only a Sixth-tier Divine Martial Artist; although he was only half a step away from the Seventh-tier, not being one meant not being one.

It was only a one-tier difference, but he didn't have the audacity to accept someone as a disciple.

But the problem was, "Hall Master, since this person has become the Sect Master's junior brother, doesn't that make him a generation higher than you, Hall Master?" an inner disciple of the Vajra Divine Hall walked out and said.

Yuan Shengxiong's face turned black, and he couldn't help but gasp. Could it be that he would really have to call him Uncle-Master when they met in the future?

Not only did he fail to get a disciple, but he ended up becoming the man's nephew-disciple? What kind of situation was this! Rebellious son! It's all that rebellious son's fault! Why didn't he bring him to see his father first? "You, go call that rebel—your Senior Brother—over here for me!"

On the other side, on Dongmu Feng, a tall woman in green robes walked out of the Eastern Wood Divine Hall, followed by a young girl.

Also in green robes, her figure was a bit more petite, less than 1.6 meters, but she carried a massive eight-sided Vajra hammer on her shoulder.

The volume of the hammer head was larger than half her body! It was hard to imagine what the scene would be like when she fought.

"Mother, you have gained an Uncle-Master," the green-robed girl said.

The woman in green nodded slightly. "Lingyun, do not be rude; that is your Grand-Uncle-Master."

The green-robed girl curled her lips. "I know, that is the Little Grand-Uncle-Master."

"It is Grand-Uncle-Master, there is no 'Little'."

On each peak, in the gathering places belonging to inner and outer disciples, many people were discussing, wondering what kind of background this Grand-Uncle-Master had.

They all knew the name of the Copper Bell Sect; Sect Leader Wang Laoguai had some fame even here in the prefecture.

But apart from Wang Laoguai, they didn't know about the rest.

"Qin Jiang, I remember that among the four great families of Ning'an, there seems to be a Qin family, right?"

"No way? I remember a few years ago, the Qin family was wiped out, right?"

"Sigh, who has gone to verify whether these messages are true or false? Anyway, our Grand-Uncle-Master is surnamed Qin; why do you care if he is that Qin family member or not?"

"Exactly, just a famous family in a county city; how can they compare to our Longevity Sect's Grand-Uncle-Master? Even if he really is, that's their good fortune!"

"Exactly, exactly! Junior brother is right!"

Just as they were discussing, another bell chime rang out on Tongtian Peak, and then two huge light shadows rose up—it was the Longevity Sect Master and Qin Jiang.

"Sect Master! It's the Sect Master! The one next to him must be our Grand-Uncle-Master."

"You fool! Why aren't you paying your respects yet!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Disciples of Jin Gang Peak pay respects to Grand-Uncle-Master!"

"Disciples of Dongmu Feng pay respects to Grand-Uncle-Master!"

"Disciples of Feiyun Peak pay respects to Grand-Uncle-Master!"

"Disciples of Qingjing Peak pay respects to Grand-Uncle-Master!"

On a certain small peak, which belonged to a personal disciple, there was only a simple wooden house.

"Creak~" The wooden house opened, and a red-haired youth walked out, his blood-red eyes looking toward Tongtian Peak with a calm gaze.

He bowed slightly. "Third-generation personal disciple Jiang Yun pays respects to Grand-Uncle-Master."

On Tongtian Peak, the light shadows gradually dissipated.

Inside Tongtian Hall, the Longevity Sect Master looked at Qin Jiang. "Junior brother, our Longevity Sect has two Divine Martial Arts: one is the Vajra Indestructible Body, which focuses on combat techniques, and the other is the Eastern Wood Longevity Body, which focuses on nourishing life. Which one do you want to see first?"

Qin Jiang pondered for a moment. "Which one is faster?"

The Longevity Sect Master looked puzzled. "Junior brother, what do you mean? They are just two martial arts; even if they are Divine Martial Arts, they only total ten thousand words or so. Can't you see them all at a glance?"

Qin Jiang shook his head. "Senior brother, I mean which Divine Martial Art's power is faster to refine."

The Longevity Sect Master suddenly understood Qin Jiang's meaning—he intended to cultivate both Divine Martial Arts.

"Junior brother, although it is not impossible to cultivate both, if the conflict between the two is too great, even if you learn them, it will be useless and may even lead to a regression in strength.

If you hadn't achieved Divine Martial status, it would be fine. My two Divine Martial Arts do not conflict and can be cultivated together. Although the requirements are relatively high, I assume it is not a problem for you.

But now that you have achieved Divine Martial status, it is impossible to determine if there will be a conflict. It is better not to take the risk.

I am not stingy with the Divine Martial power; if you do not intend to cultivate both, I can allocate equivalent resources to you.

With your talent, even with only one Divine Martial Art, your strength will be enough to look down upon the masses, and the chance of achieving True God status in the future is also very high. There is no need to take the risk of cultivating both."

The Longevity Sect Master spoke; he knew Qin Jiang's strength, and since the other party was so young, his realm definitely wouldn't be too high. Perhaps he was a super monster capable of spanning three or even four tiers!

With such talent, achieving the Eighth-tier Divine Martial peak in the future would naturally be a matter of course. Although the True God realm was like a chasm, there was still a great possibility; why take these detours? Yuan Prefecture hadn't produced a True God-level expert in nearly a thousand years, and he didn't want to take this risk.

"Senior brother, you have probably misunderstood. I have not achieved Divine Martial status; I am still a Secret Martial Artist."

Silence, a long silence. The Longevity Sect Master looked at Qin Jiang with a face full of confusion. "You are a Secret Martial Artist? Comparable to a Fifth-tier Divine Martial Artist?"

Hiss~ My time is truly coming to an end; why is this dream so realistic?

Come to think of it, I haven't had such a realistic dream in hundreds of years. The last time was probably in the illusion of Qingqiu.

This won't do; I must wake up quickly. I suppose that young friend has already arrived at the sect, and I cannot keep him waiting.

Dream, shatter!

He shouted in his heart, urging the Dream-Breaking Technique.

After a few seconds, there was no change in the surroundings. He rolled his eyes and observed his surroundings.

Strange, why is my Dream-Breaking Technique not working?

Dream, shatter!

Another roar of the soul, still no change.

What a stubborn dream!

Dream! Shatter! Shatter for me! Shatter! Shatter! Opposite him, Qin Jiang looked at the Longevity Sect Master, who was rolling his eyes every few seconds, with some surprise, and couldn't help but reach out and wave in front of him.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

"Ah?"

The Longevity Sect Master stared blankly at the arm waving in front of him. This is not a dream; I am not dreaming!

Suddenly, his hand grasped Qin Jiang's hand, and his expression couldn't help but change slightly.

This kind of physical body is comparable to a Demon King! It is definitely a Divine Martial-level body! And there are clearly spatial fluctuations around the body, how could it be...!

His eyes widened suddenly, and he finally understood what was going on.

Innate Dao Body! That fluctuation is the natural manifestation of the Innate Dao Body! (End of chapter)