Chapter 23: The Capable Are Teachers, the Holy Son of Qingyun Sacred Land (Projection)

“Greetings, fellow cultivator.” The Holy Land of Qingyun’s Saint Son bowed in greeting.

“The capable are teachers; I should call you Master Xiao.” Chu Danqing replied.

The Saint Son’s projection appeared as a seven- or eight-year-old Daoist acolyte, dressed in a simple Daoist robe, unlike the extravagant figures in novels.

Or perhaps Chu Danqing simply failed to recognize true worth.

“I cannot accept such honor,” the Saint Son said, yet a faint smile touched his lips at Chu Danqing’s words.

“We have only ten days; let us not waste time.”

“This beast is your summon, yes?” The Saint Son’s gaze settled on Da Bao: “Truly excellent—rare among a hundred.”

“Yet its intellect is low, and it also…”

The Saint Son proceeded to list Da Bao’s flaws.

“I humbly ask Master Xiao for guidance,” Chu Danqing said respectfully, then added: “Da Bao is a person, not a beast.”

Though he had paid for this, aligning his attitude and speech with the other’s would help the other teach him better.

Yet Chu Danqing could not ignore Da Bao’s dignity, which is why he corrected the Saint Son’s words.

The Saint Son immediately said: “My eyes were blind.”

“Da Bao still harbors untapped potential, which I can fully awaken while teaching you the Art of Beast Taming and Spirit Summoning.”

“In your terms, this means upgrading attributes and skills, while also gaining one new skill.”

Hearing this, Chu Danqing’s face lit up with joy: “Thank you, Saint Son, for your guidance.”

The so-called potential was the Cave God bloodline power Da Bao had absorbed after consuming the Cave Beast Priest—power he had yet to digest.

“Yet Saint Son, I wish to first resolve Da Bao’s issue: losing reason during rage.”

The Saint Son circled Da Bao, then said: “If vitality drops below 30%, it triggers the beast’s innate rage—a skill description you’ve seen.”

“Solving it is not hard—it depends on whether you’re willing to sacrifice.”

“Da Bao’s innate intuition is sharp. If you’re willing to transfer the new potential skill onto the beast’s rage instinct, you can forge a complementary skill.”

“This is the Method of Transplanting Flowers and Grafting Trees.”

“The original new skill, as I see it, is a passive that enhances bleeding. If acquired, Da Bao’s combat prowess would greatly increase.”

“Yet the choice remains yours.”

Chu Danqing paused to think, then looked at Da Bao: “Da Bao, which do you want?”

After all, the skill belonged to Da Bao; Chu Danqing must consider his opinion.

“Rage, no. Lose reason.” Da Bao spoke haltingly.

“Losing reason is inevitable, but with a complementary skill, Da Bao can distinguish friend from foe and follow simple commands.”

“Yet combat will still rely on instinct,” the Saint Son said.

“That one,” Da Bao immediately replied.

“Very well. Thank you, Master Xiao,” Chu Danqing said at once.

“Fellow cultivator, you are too kind. I eat your grain, I bear your burdens.” The Saint Son smiled. “This method is simple—only practice makes mastery.”

“Da Bao is a natural warrior; guide him through battle.”

The Saint Son spoke fluently, while Chu Danqing opened his recorder and took notes with pen and paper.

The Saint Son glanced once at this behavior, then said nothing further.

As he spoke, he gestured, and countless armored puppets materialized around them.

He then tossed Da Bao into the pile of puppets and tapped his finger lightly—a streak of light sinking into Da Bao’s body.

Da Bao’s vitality instantly dropped to 29%, triggering his rage.

Then he began teaching Chu Danqing how to observe, analyze, and deduce the proper way to guide Da Bao.

The Saint Son was not cultivating Da Bao for Chu Danqing—he was teaching Chu Danqing how to cultivate. That was the foundation.

He broke down the fundamental knowledge of summoning and explained it to Chu Danqing in detail.

Chu Danqing practiced, learned, and recorded while Da Bao continuously absorbed the Cave God bloodline power in battle.

He was beginning to build his summoning system from nothing.

“The Art of Beast Taming and Spirit Summoning is nothing but cultivation and command. I am the general; you are the soldier’s courage.”

“Do you know your greatest flaw, fellow cultivator?” the Saint Son asked.

Chu Danqing did not need to think: “Myself.”

“Do you have a solution?” the Saint Son prompted Chu Danqing to find his own answer.

After a moment’s thought, Chu Danqing ventured: “Make me as strong as Da Bao?”

The Saint Son shook his head: “True dual-path methods do exist—but require great talent, great power, great fortune, and great resources.”

“You have the Paradise to aid you—your power is not lacking. But your talent, fortune, and resources are insufficient.”

The words were polite; the meaning was clear: you cannot do it.

“Parallel advancement is possible later. For now, focus on skills and equipment to protect yourself.”

“Unfortunately, I am but a projection—I cannot teach you spells or divine arts, only the Art of Beast Taming and Spirit Summoning.”

“So I will simply advise you,” the Saint Son added, explaining summoning system planning and personal development guidance.

Chu Danqing listened intently, recorded every word, and occasionally raised his own questions.

When in doubt, ask now—the Saint Son’s projection can answer immediately; after he leaves, no such privilege remains.

Though young, the Saint Son’s knowledge far surpassed Chu Danqing’s imagination.

“Master Xiao, I currently have two attribute points. How should I allocate them?” Chu Danqing asked at the right moment.

Skills and equipment are variables—you never know what you’ll acquire later.

But attribute points are fixed; this was the perfect chance to seek the Saint Son’s advice.

“Two points are few, but you have two choices: focus or balance.”

“The former is simple: raise Constitution to ten. But judging by your ambition, you aim for all five attributes to breakthrough.”

“So balance is better.”

“I recommend raising Perception and Agility,” the Saint Son advised.

The Saint Son’s projection clearly had been fed vast information by the Paradise—he knew of its attribute tiers.

“Then later, add Spirit and Strength.”

“After that, cycle through Constitution, Agility, Perception, Spirit, and Strength,” the Saint Son even provided the exact leveling order.

The overall strategy prioritized survival and escape.

Yet he did not speak absolutely, adding: “This is merely advice. You must adapt, not rigidly follow.”

“I shall remember your words, Master Xiao,” Chu Danqing understood well—he must apply them wisely, not mechanically.

“Then let us continue,” the Saint Son returned to summoning fundamentals, teaching new content and instructing Chu Danqing to practice and apply it.

(End of Chapter)