Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 228 Ice Whispers and Brocade Zither (Seeking Subscriptions)

Subsequently.

Shen Xuan then bowed to his fellow disciples who were watching.

"Fellow disciples, one year from now, at Wangxian Tower, I, Shen, will treat you all to drinks!"

"it is good!"

Shen Xuan was met with cheers and applause.

After all, they were quite dissatisfied with a sect genius like Lei Yaoyang.

Shen Xuan said no more.

He smiled and quickly left the Dharma Transmission Pavilion.

Deng Xiangdong personally saw him off.

Back in his office, Deng Xiangdong took out a blank jade slip and recorded the matter.

This incident happened at the Dharma Transmission Pavilion, and he had a responsibility to record it for future reference.

"A Foundation Establishment Level 2 cultivator with a 70% chance of mastering the Lightning Escape Technique within a year—why doesn't Heavenly Thunder Peak accept such a talent as a disciple?"

aside.

The white-haired, blue-robed old cultivator, who had been dozing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his mouth and spoke.

"Seventy percent? Bullshit! That kid is 100% sure! Heavenly Thunder Master, what a fine disciple you've taught! Let's see how you get out of this mess!"

Deng Xiangdong was suddenly startled.

"Hidden Man, you're awake?"

"Get lost, you idiot! Don't disturb my sleep!"

They left the Dharma Transmission Pavilion.

After much deliberation, Shen Xuan decided to return to Xiaogufeng.

Returning to the sect without paying respects to the master would be unreasonable, both morally and logically.

In the entire Qingyun Sect, there were only two people he could trust.

One of them is Qin Yuehan, a classmate and friend of many years, someone to whom one can entrust one's life.

The other person was his master, Master Gufeng.

Among the many Core Formation cultivators in the Qingyun Sect, True Person Gufeng was of average strength and held little power.

But she was indeed good to Shen Xuan.

At least, they didn't bow down to powerful figures or betray Shen Xuan at will.

Whether it's Heavenly Thunder Immortal or Cold Jade Immortal.

Master Gufeng shouldered the pressure for him.

Many things can be observed not by what someone says, but by what they do.

In my past life, I've seen plenty of leaders who make empty promises.

There are very few leaders who are willing to take responsibility for their subordinates.

Master Gufeng sent him to Qingyang Prefecture for his own good.

He genuinely gifted him the foundational inheritance of the [Divine Treasure Ocean Technique].

In Qin Yuehan's letter, she also mentioned that after breaking through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, Lei Yaoyang stopped pressuring her.

After all, a female cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage is a rare find in any sect.

With this in mind, Shen Xuan used his Cloud Riding Technique, creating auspicious clouds beneath his feet, and hurried towards Little Lonely Peak.

Behind them, however, came the sound of something cutting through the air.

No matter how many turns Shen Xuan made, the pursuers behind him kept close behind.

Helpless, Shen Xuan had no choice but to press down on the clouds.

We stopped at the foot of a remote mountain.

"Liu Bingyu of Hanyu Peak greets Senior Brother Shen of Xiaogu Peak."

A Foundation Establishment female cultivator with stunningly beautiful features, fair skin, and an ethereal aura, her clear, bright eyes held a hint of warmth as she gracefully bowed to Shen Xuan.

"So it's Junior Sister Liu!"

Shen Xuan quickly returned the greeting.

This person is the only direct disciple of Master Hanyu.

He also gifted me his cultivation experience with the [Ice Soul Cold Water Technique].

Shen Xuan always remembered this favor.

"I wonder if Junior Sister Liu has something to discuss with me?"

Liu Bingyu looked around.

With a gentle wave of her delicate hand, a layer of shielding spiritual light enveloped the surrounding area.

"Senior Brother Shen, Bingyu wants to ask you a question: how is your cultivation of the [Ice Soul Cold Water Technique] progressing?"

"good."

Liu Bingyu gazed at Shen Xuan with curious eyes.

"May I have a look?"

Shen Xuan thought for a moment, then stretched out his fingers and made a hand gesture.

Soon, a miniature ice dragon materialized at his fingertips, lifelike and vivid.

The temperature in the space shielded by the spiritual light dropped rapidly.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of frost.

A hint of surprise flashed across Liu Bingyu's eyes.

Shen Xuan's progress in cultivating the [Ice Soul Cold Water Technique] far exceeded her expectations.

Although the strength he displayed was not as good as hers, the gap was not significant.

Keep in mind, she's at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and has been cultivating the [Ice Soul Cold Water Technique] for thirty years!

But Shen Xuan, how long has it been?
Liu Bingyu recalled the events carefully.

It seems like there are only three years left.

This progress is too fast!

In fact, Shen Xuan only used seven-tenths of the power of the [Ice Soul Cold Water Technique].

It hasn't been enhanced with any special talents or skills yet.

His idea was to let Liu Bingyu see the results of his cultivation.

Don't be too brilliant or you'll scare Liu Bingyu.

"Senior Brother Shen!"

Liu Bingyu hesitated for a moment, but still said, "With such outstanding talent in ice magic, why not become my master's disciple?"

Shen Xuan was slightly taken aback.

He had never thought about it.

A lone cultivator, reaching the Foundation Establishment stage at an advanced age.

It is already a great honor to be able to become a disciple of Master Gufeng.

What virtue or ability do I possess to presume to become a disciple of Master Hanyu?

half an hour.

Shen Xuan asked in confusion, "Junior Sister Liu, what do you mean by that?"

“Master Gufeng is not skilled in ice magic, so she can’t teach you. Besides, all of Master Gufeng’s disciples are women, and she already has six personal disciples. She won’t make a difference if you are one more.”

“My master only has me as his direct disciple and has been looking for someone to inherit his mantle, but there is no suitable candidate.”

Shen Xuan shook his head.

It has to be said that Liu Bingyu, having lived in the sect for so long, has oversimplified things.

Many things cannot be judged by immediate gains.

For example, the matter of switching to another master's school.

In fact, it is a major taboo in the cultivation world.

Even if all three parties agree, it should not be taken lightly.

The bond between master and disciple is extremely deep, and they are intertwined by cause and effect.

How can one betray others so easily for the sake of temporary gain?

"Junior Sister Liu, you are mistaken!"

"Your senior brother asks you, if there were a highly accomplished Taoist master in the sect who was willing to accept you as a disciple, would you be willing to switch your allegiance to the sect?"

Liu Bingyu shook her head: "I don't want to."

"My senior brother is also unwilling."

But you are different!

Liu Bingyu's expression was resolute: "If you transfer to Hanyu Peak, you can inherit your master's mantle. At Xiaogu Peak, you are only a nominal disciple! You will soon become a personal disciple."

Shen Xuan gently waved his hand, retracting the icy azure dragon from his fingertips.

"I have urgent business to attend to with my master. I appreciate Junior Sister Liu's kindness. Let's leave this matter here and never mention it again!"

After speaking, Shen Xuan made a hand seal, urging the vast spiritual power in his dantian. Auspicious clouds rose from beneath his feet, and he soared through the clouds, flying out of Liu Bingyu's shielding spiritual light.

Behind her, Liu Bingyu silently gazed at Shen Xuan's disappearing figure, lost in thought.

……

"Master is in seclusion and will not see anyone!"

"My master told me to tell you not to cause any more trouble!"

"Master also said that in the future, don't go back to the sect so easily if there's nothing wrong."

"After the thirty years are up, your master will naturally make you his personal disciple. Don't have any wild thoughts."

At the entrance of the blessed land of the Lone Peak True Person, a Foundation Establishment Realm female cultivator with a cold face and sharp eyes spoke to Shen Xuan.

This is Gu Jinqin, the third disciple personally taught by Master Gufeng, who is in charge of all affairs of Little Gufeng.

Shen Xuan smiled bitterly.

"Thank you for informing me, Senior Sister. I will now return to Qingyang Prefecture!"

"Wait!"

Gu Jinqin lowered her voice.

"Shen Xuan, your master knows about your bet with Lei Yaoyang. She's very concerned about her reputation. Since you've made the bet, you absolutely cannot lose!"

"If you lose, your master might expel you from the family in a fit of anger!"

"so serious!"

Shen Xuan was taken aback.

He lived such a comfortable life in Qingyang Prefecture, all while using the prestigious title of disciple of the Lone Peak True Person of the Qingyun Sect.

"So, tell your senior sister the truth, how confident are you?"

Shen Xuan's heart stirred.

These words didn't sound like something a master would say.

As a Core Formation cultivator, it's impossible for him to pay such attention to such a trivial matter.

Shen Xuan glanced at the entrance of the blessed land.

He remembered that the last time he came here, he stood right here, and the moment his thoughts began, Master Gufeng saw through them.

"Master isn't here!"

"Senior sister, you should have said so earlier!"

Shen Xuan patted his chest and immediately relaxed.

He gets extremely nervous every time he meets the person in person.

There's always a sense of unease and anxiety about having one's life controlled by others.

"I wonder why you asked about this, Senior Sister?"

"Of course, it's to make up for Xiao Gufeng's losses and find a bookmaker to place bets!"

Gu Jinqin said with righteous indignation.

Shen Xuan was truly taken aback this time.

"Someone's offering this?"

"How could no one open a market for such a major event?"

Gu Jinqin asked impatiently, "Hurry up and tell me. If you wait until they close the betting market, it will be too late for you to place your bet!"

Shen Xuan pondered for a moment and then asked, "What are the odds?"

"How many can there be!"

Gu Jinqin said irritably, "You make it sound so grand, who would dare to offer higher odds? I estimate it'll be around 1 to 2 or 1 to 3!"

"Can I place a bet?"

"can!"

"Will I get the spirit stones back if I win?"

Gu Jinqin sneered, "That's a good question! A bet is a bet!"

"If you dare to open a betting platform, you pocket all the winnings and get no compensation if you lose! What kind of good deal is that in the world!"

"Excellent! Junior brother, I have some spirit stones here. Please place your bets on my behalf!"

Shen Xuan understood it very well.

Gu Jinqin dared to gamble with the public property of Xiaogufeng.

He just happened to hitch a ride.

In any case, no matter what the odds are, you're guaranteed to make a profit.

"You still haven't told me how confident you are?"

Shen Xuan looked around.

Within a hundred feet using the [Insight Technique], there was indeed no trace of a cultivator.

Unless it's a Core Formation cultivator who has deliberately hidden themselves.

"Ninety-nine percent!"

Gu Jinqin's eyes shone brightly.

She stretched out her small, white hand.

"How much are you betting? Hurry up!"

"Two hundred thousand spirit stones!"

"hiss!"

Gu Jinqin gasped.

She never expected that this seemingly ordinary junior brother would not only possess profound Taoist skills but also be so wealthy.

Two hundred thousand spirit stones were just casually taken out.

"Is this enough? I can add more!"

"No, that's too much! I'll only accept 100,000 yuan!"

Gu Jinqin decisively rejected Shen Xuan's offer.

The bookmaker who opens the betting market, knowing her identity, will definitely limit her betting volume.

If Shen Xuan bets more, she will bet less.

He handed over 100,000 spirit stones.

Shen Xuan was still somewhat worried.

"If people are involved in gambling, won't the enforcement hall confiscate the gambling funds?"

"He dares!"

Gu Jinqin said disdainfully, "The Enforcement Hall can only deal with commoners who have no connections."

"In this kind of thing, it's a matter of mutual consent, and you have to accept the consequences. As long as nothing goes wrong, the Enforcement Hall won't interfere."

"Do you think real people don't gamble?"

Gu Jinqin's words left Shen Xuan in awe.

There's nothing wrong with that.

I've long heard that real people often make bets with each other.

It doesn't make sense. They're allowed to gamble, but those below aren't allowed to follow suit.

Gu Jinqin put away the spirit stones and waved to signal Shen Xuan to go back quickly.

She entered the blessed land of the Lone Peak Immortal.

Right in the middle, Master Gufeng sat cross-legged in meditation.

Amidst the seven-colored glow, the Lone Peak Immortal opened his phoenix eyes.

"Jinqin, you're lying again!"

"Master, if I don't lie to him, will he tell the truth?"

Gu Jinqin pouted and said aggrievedly, "Little Lonely Peak is in debt every year. If we don't find a solution, Master and all the senior and junior sisters will starve!"

Master Gufeng waved his hand.

"Alright! Go and come back quickly! Don't let these worldly matters interfere with your cultivation!"

Gu Jinqin nodded in agreement: "Okay, Jinqin will go now."

He was muttering to himself as he walked.

"Shen Xuan, you'd better win big. Otherwise, if Little Lone Peak goes bankrupt, you'll be the first one to take the blame!"

(End of this chapter)