Chapter 152

The two were settled near the top of the Sky Thunder Peak.

Inside an elegant small house.

The two Golden Core cultivators just patted the two on the shoulders and left.

Jiang Ding sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to cultivate.

The richness of the spiritual energy here was the most he had ever seen in his life. Metal-attribute spiritual energy particles were simply everywhere, and through the prototype of the metal-attribute Dao body, they spontaneously surged toward him, and his true qi cultivation base grew bit by bit, visible to the naked eye.

This is at least a Tier 3 spiritual vein!

For Qi Refining cultivators and Primordial warriors, this is a rare opportunity.

"Brother Jiang, how do you think the two immortals feel about us?"

Compared to him, Li Qingyun was a bit restless, walking back and forth in the house, feeling irritable.

He naturally also felt the rich water-attribute spiritual energy particles in the air, but with his Internal Qi realm cultivation, he simply couldn't use them for himself.

"Just be at ease."

Jiang Ding opened his eyes.

"No matter what, we are already much better than others, why worry about gains and losses?"

"That's true."

Li Qingyun was startled and bowed slightly.

"Taught."

He learned from Jiang Ding, sat cross-legged, operated the Qingshan Palace mental method, and returned to a calm and indifferent state of mind.

Jiang Ding, however, sighed slightly in his heart.

This was the first time he had no drone monitoring in the sky in an alien world to ensure the safety of the surroundings, and he was also very panicked in his heart, with all his pretense on the surface.

The drone's mere altitude of several thousand meters could be seen by Golden Core cultivators at a glance, and it was of no use.

"He is indeed a seed for cultivation."

The white-browed old cultivator nodded slightly and looked at the rough man beside him: "It is indeed a Primordial Sword Body. The sharpness between the meridians is daunting. My spiritual sense feels a slight stinging sensation when it gets close, it's just incomplete."

He said with regret.

"Naturally."

The rough man Zhou Sanyan was very calm: "The Primordial Sword Body is a legendary true immortal aptitude, envied by heaven, and difficult to be complete."

"Even so, the aptitude is only a notch inferior to the Heavenly spiritual root."

"In addition, the spiritual testing stone platform left by the founding ancestor is very mysterious and has a trace of causal ability. The image it sent back before it collapsed..."

Zhou Sanyan held a jade bead in his hand, stained with some stone powder.

"This child has a trace of possibility of Nascent Soul in the future."

"After all, it is a Primordial Sword Body, even if it is severely incomplete, it is not comparable to a dual spiritual root."

"That's great!"

The white-browed old cultivator stroked his beard and laughed: "Then let's do this, the Heavenly spiritual root kid Li will be taught by me, and Jiang kid will be your apprentice, how about that?"

Heavenly spiritual root,

Naturally, there is a 70% chance of achieving Golden Core. If you add some opportunities to assist, it is almost a sure thing.

"You take the Heavenly spiritual root, I don't need to."

Unexpectedly, the rough man who had been praising the Primordial Sword Body refused.

"Why is that?"

"If this child can grow up, not to mention benefiting the family, I'm afraid even you will have some benefits, but do you think there is a problem with his character?"

The white-browed old cultivator was stunned.

Aptitude is important, and character is also important. Otherwise, teaching a disciple who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors is a lifelong regret.

"There is no problem with character. I have read Jiang kid's intelligence. He repays kindness, and even has some womanly benevolence. There is a blank period in his background, which is a bit flawed, but under the aptitude of an incomplete Primordial Sword Body, these are not problems."

"Then..."

"I can't afford to raise him."

Zhou Sanyan said directly: "Low-mid tier small cultivators always think that we Golden Core old monsters are very rich, with spirit stones paved into a sea and heavenly materials and earthly treasures piled up like mountains. But in reality?"

"Low-grade spirit stones and low-tier spiritual materials are indeed like this, but mid-high tier ones, especially opportunities that help promote to Golden Core, are few and far between."

"I am only in the mid-Golden Core stage, and there is still a glimmer of hope for the Dao path, and I don't know how many spirit stones are needed."

"Fighting with the Blood Slaughter Hall for so long has consumed a massive amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures and spirit stones."

"I also have an unpromising legitimate son. His aptitude is far worse than the incomplete Primordial Sword Body, his temperament is also poor, and his understanding is also poor. Raising him is more laborious than raising three Golden Core seeds, but he is my son!"

"You can't just give up your son for the sake of a disciple, right?"

"Adding these up, raising another Golden Core sword cultivator seed, I can't afford it."

Sword cultivators are famous for being able to spend spirit stones, and no amount is enough.

"Then just cultivate him as an ordinary disciple, he can earn the Golden Core opportunity himself..."

The white-browed old cultivator couldn't go on.

"This is not raising a direct disciple, but raising an enemy!"

Zhou Sanyan shook his head repeatedly: "Senior brother, you also came from a disciple, how can you not know that one person has enough spirit stones, elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and Golden Core opportunities, while the other has nothing? What does this make people think?"

"It must be resentment!"

"If it were an ordinary person, resentment would be fine. I wouldn't even look at it, too lazy to move."

"Being resented by an incomplete Primordial Sword Body, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to help myself one day and slap him to death before he grows up."

"I really can't help it!"

"Then what should we do?"

The white-browed old cultivator was in trouble: "It's already very difficult for me to raise a Heavenly spiritual root, and then leave some family business for my descendants, and then cultivate another Golden Core sword cultivator seed... I am really powerless."

"Just let a Foundation Establishment junior cultivate him?"

"Insulting people like this, it's better to just slap him to death, once and for all."

Zhou Sanyan rolled his eyes.

"Talking nonsense! This is an incomplete Primordial Sword Body!"

The white-browed old cultivator scolded: "If there is a one-in-a-million possibility of growing up, the sect passed down by the ancestors will usher in a heyday, and our descendants will also benefit."

"Slap to death, you have such a big temper!"

The two looked at each other, both in trouble.

Slapping to death is not right, and cultivating has no spirit stones, neither is right.

"There are definitely no spirit stones and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to cultivate a Golden Core sword cultivator seed, and it's impossible to conjure them out of thin air."

"How about,"

Zhou Sanyan racked his brains and came up with an idea: "Let's give him a name?"

"Name? What do you mean by that?"

The white-browed old cultivator knew that his junior brother had always had many ghost ideas, and was suddenly surprised.

"Accepting an apprentice on behalf of the master!"

Zhou Sanyan spat out a few words: "At that time, we are both his senior brothers, not his master. Just take care of him a little bit in normal times. You don't have to spend your heart to point him out, and finally cause resentment because of differential treatment."

"If you take action from time to time and send some things, he will still have to be grateful to us senior brothers!"

"This won't work!"

The white-browed old cultivator refused without thinking.

"Becoming senior brothers with a mortal, you can afford to lose face, I can't afford to lose this person!"

"Once it spreads, don't think about seeing fellow Daoists in the future, senior brother."

"Then it's up to you."

Zhou Sanyan didn't care and didn't force it.

By the time the next generation of Golden Core grows up, not to mention that he has long since turned into a pile of white bones, it is also the limit of his lifespan, and he won't get any benefits.

It is mainly the descendants who benefit.

"Otherwise, you can set aside a portion of the family business given to your descendants, and the sect will tighten its belt for decades, and you can barely scrape together the cultivation resources for a Golden Core seed."

For the sake of the sect, he finally came up with an idea.

"Sigh!"

The white-browed old cultivator's face was bitter, and he sighed long.

"When the master was about to sit down, he kept thinking about wanting a junior brother, and I have always regretted it. Isn't this coming?"

"Let's go, let's go see our junior brother."

Inside the house.

Jiang Ding closed his eyes to cultivate, his Primordial true qi rising and falling, and a deep blue sword-shaped phantom in his spiritual sense was illusory and uncertain, occasionally having a trend of condensing into substance, but suddenly collapsed again.

"Still not working, not this specialized spiritual sense structure."

"Need more reading volume."

He opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at the door.

Recommend "Earth Conquers Ten Thousand Worlds" which has just been unsealed.

The rusty sword tip comes from here.

(End of chapter)