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Seeing that the old man indicated he wanted to rest, Zhu Mingyao quickly went up to help him lie down and lay down, poured a glass of warm water and placed it on the bedside table, and then quietly closed the door and left.

After a while, once he was sure Zhu Mingyao was far away, the old man slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, a layer of ashen aura lingered on his face, and his complexion was much worse than before.

He let out a soft breath, turned his head, and respectfully called out to the corner of the wall.

"Sect Leader, what do you think?"

“I think he’s quite good. According to what you said, he’s not even 20 years old yet. He didn’t start cultivating from a young age. He’s only been practicing for two or three years and he has already achieved what he has now. His talent and hard work are both excellent. Nephew, you’ve taken on a good disciple.”

As a clear, melodious voice rang out, a figure sitting in a chair gradually appeared in the previously empty corner of the wall.

"Uncle-Master, you flatter me. It was merely a coincidence," Zhang Shouzhong replied humbly.

The figure clapped his hands and smiled, then took something out of his pocket and placed it on the bedside table.

“Since you’ve made up your mind, how could I be stingy with a scroll of Daoist manual? I’ll give it to him later. Your injuries shouldn’t be delayed any longer. Let’s settle things with him tonight.”

……

They came in a hurry, and returned slowly.

Originally, Zhu Mingyao had planned to stay by the old man's side during this time, but Zhang Shouzhong insisted on not doing so. In addition, the medical staff sent by the Chamber of Commerce were indeed many times more professional than him. Zhu Mingyao could only make do with taking care of the old man at his bedside until evening, and then embarked on his journey home alone.

Although it was already night, the streets and alleys were still brightly lit with flashing police lights and were heavily guarded. The strict checks showed no sign of stopping, which occasionally drew quiet complaints from passersby.

At this moment, in addition to the police, there were also many fierce-looking black-clad special agents in charge of checking passersby. Zhu Mingyao could occasionally sense different spiritual fluctuations from some of them, clearly indicating that they were all people with special abilities.

However, after receiving advice from Zhang Shouzhong, he realized that this incident would not affect him, so he stopped worrying about it, passed the checkpoint openly, and returned home smoothly.

Sitting cross-legged against the headboard, Zhu Mingyao looked at the round jade talisman in his hand, somewhat puzzled.

The jade talisman was clear and translucent, warm to the touch, and only about an inch in size. It was engraved with a pattern that resembled both lotus flowers and talismans, and it shimmered with a faint green light under the lamp.

Just before leaving, Zhang Shouzhong mysteriously handed this to him, telling him to keep it safe at home and wait for him, saying he would contact him that evening.

"Could it be some kind of communication device? Seriously, who still uses that these days?"

"If you had something to say, why couldn't you say it in person? Even if you wanted to contact me privately, you could have just made a phone call..."

"Ok?"

While he was feeling bored, Zhu Mingyao suddenly felt a slight warmth in his hand, and he couldn't help but open his eyes to look.

Once you see it, you can't take your eyes off it.

Please forgive any shortcomings in my writing, as this is my first time writing.

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Chapter 28 Paying Homage to the Sect Leader in the Virtual Realm!

Zhu Mingyao looked closely and saw that the jade talisman in his hand was floating with pure energy, and the lotus pattern engraved in relief was rotating and expanding, just like a real blue lotus, with each petal blooming.

A spiritual light shimmered within the blue lotus, its layers seemingly concealing countless wondrous scenes. An inexplicable force seemed to draw one's soul into its depths…

In a daze, Zhu Mingyao felt lightheaded, as if he had lost his weight and was floating in mid-air. The surroundings were extremely quiet, and countless colors, like a kaleidoscope, slowly intertwined and moved before his eyes.

"What's going on?" Zhu Mingyao came to his senses and looked around nervously.

As if someone had pressed a switch, the interwoven and shifting colors around them gradually faded and disappeared.

He looked up and saw a shallow pond. The pond was only three or five zhang wide and a foot deep. Dozens of lotus flowers, some green and some white, stood gracefully in the clear water. Several slender bamboos were green and lovely by the pond. There was a set of simple and lovely stone table and stools next to it, which looked like an elegant oriental garden. He was standing there blankly by the pond.

He looked around and saw a thick, white mist a hundred meters away. The mist swirled around and above, like an inverted white porcelain bowl enveloping the small landscape. Although the sun, moon, and stars were not visible below, a soft, faint light filled the space, making the place as bright as day.

"Don't be shy, come and sit down." Zhu Mingyao looked in the direction of the voice and saw two people sitting at the stone table. One of them was wearing a blue Taoist robe and looked relaxed. He was sitting at the stone table and gesturing to them.

This man had black hair and eyes, a medium build, and a peaceful face. He was neither handsome nor ugly, but his thick eyebrows were long and wide, almost connecting in the middle, with the sides slanting upwards into his temples, making him unforgettable. At first glance, he looked to be about forty or fifty years old, but after a few more glances, he seemed to be only about thirty.

"The sect leader is calling you, boy, why don't you come and pay your respects?"

Seeing that he was in a daze, another person next to him urged him, "Who else could it be but Zhang Shouzhong?"

Upon seeing the old man, who should have been recuperating in the Chamber of Commerce's ward, suddenly appear here, Zhu Mingyao was somewhat confused about the situation, but he still obediently went forward as instructed.

The man in blue straightened his expression and said to the young man in front of him, "Today is our first formal meeting. I am Lin Xuansheng, the current head of the Shangqing Maoshan sect."

The boy was momentarily at a loss.

The leader of Maoshan Sect?

According to what the old man usually said, his family lineage belonged to the Maoshan branch, so wasn't that the top boss?

Should we go up and pay our respects?

I don't really know anything about etiquette!

Seeing Zhu Mingyao hesitate before bowing, Lin Xuansheng lightly flicked his fingers, generating an invisible force to lift him up, and said, "What era are we living in? We don't need to bother with these formalities."

Seeing the boy sit down somewhat awkwardly on the stone stool beside him, Lin Xuansheng smiled and said:

Our Chinese immortal path has long been said to have ten great grotto-heavens, among which Luofu Grotto-heaven is also known as Zhu Mingyao True Grotto-heaven. Your name alone is enough to show that you have an affinity with our Xuanmen (mysterious sect).”

"You must have a lot of questions in your mind right now, so why not ask them all?"

Having received permission, Zhu Mingyao couldn't wait to ask:

"May I ask, Sect Leader, what place is this?"

"Living in a foreign land, surrounded by many eyes and ears, and in these turbulent times, to avoid being noticed, I used magic to create a small virtual realm. We are not here in our true bodies, but rather our consciousnesses are projected into it. That jade talisman is the catalyst, which can lure people into this..."

"A projection of consciousness?" Zhu Mingyao quickly looked down at his hands and feet, and sure enough, they had an illusory and uncertain feeling, unlike a physical entity.

He was quick-witted and, remembering the other party's earlier words about keeping things hidden, cautiously continued to ask, "Did the sect leader summon me here because there is something important he wants to tell me?"

It's obvious that since they went to all that trouble to summon me here, it certainly wasn't just for a snack or a cup of tea.

“That’s right.” Lin Xuansheng nodded and said, “Your master and I called you here today because we have some private matters within the sect to discuss, which are not convenient to talk about in public.”

Upon hearing this, Zhu Mingyao quickly sat up straight, placed his hands on his knees, and listened attentively like a primary school student.

Lin Xuansheng's first words stunned him on the spot.

"The first thing is that your master has decided to come back to Maoshan with me to retire and live out his days in peace. We want to ask your opinion: are you willing to go back with us?"

Zhu Mingyao involuntarily stood up from the stone stool, looking blankly at Zhang Shouzhong. Seeing him silently nod in agreement, he stood there, muttering to himself:

"Why the sudden urge to return to China..."

“Your master isn’t doing well. He didn’t say much during the day because he was afraid you would worry,” Lin Xuansheng said, shaking his head.

"He was severely injured while covering the escape of several fellow practitioners, which has shaken his foundation. If he is not properly treated and recuperated, he may be in danger of losing his power."

Zhu Mingyao was startled and anxiously pressed for an answer:

"If I go back to the mountain with you, I'll definitely be cured, right?"

Lin Xuansheng waved his hand lightly, indicating that he didn't need to rush.

"Returning to the mountains, with the help of this blessed land, I can at least achieve a 70-80% success rate in restoring the place to its former glory, if not a 100-200-300% success rate."

Even if there were any unforeseen circumstances, his life would be safe. With the physical strength he had cultivated over the years, coupled with the aid of medicine, even if he lost his magical powers, he would still be able to enjoy a long and healthy life of a hundred years.

Zhu Mingyao stood silently for a moment, then bowed deeply to Lin Xuansheng with utmost care.

"In that case, I will leave my master in the care of the sect leader."

Zhang Shouzhong, standing to the side, watched all this with a gentle, clear gaze, a mixture of joy and sorrow. However, unlike usual, he did not correct the boy's form of address or remind himself that he had not yet formally agreed to accept him as a disciple.

Perhaps in the old man's mind, that was no longer an important matter.

"Alright, now that we know everything, let me ask you, are you willing to come back to the mountain with me and your master?" Lin Xuansheng asked with a serious expression after the boy got up from the ground.

Zhu Mingyao shook his head without hesitation.

The moment the thought of returning to China crossed his mind, he suddenly felt a sense of impending doom, as if he saw a great divine beast that reigned supreme in the multiverse, staring at him with its emotionless eyes.

“I’ve enrolled in a course at South Jinju University, and it still has six months to go. I’ll have to finish it before I think about anything else.”

Knowing that his reasons for refusing were too far-fetched, Zhu Mingyao was already prepared to offer his explanation.

Surprisingly, Lin Xuansheng didn't seem to care, and only pondered for a moment.

"It's fine if you want to stay. You're still young, so it's good for you to hone your skills here for a while."

Besides, times have changed; this is a time of great upheaval. There might be some great opportunities here in the New World. I'll tell you about them later.

"Now let's talk about the second thing!"

Lin Xuansheng looked at his face and said seriously.

"Your master asked me to teach you a new Taoist method. I asked you if you were willing to give up the hard work you've put in over the past few years and switch to another method!"

"what?"

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Chapter 29 A Path Ahead Lies in Transforming into Other Methods

Zhu Mingyao felt his head buzzing.

The two things Lin Xuansheng mentioned today were completely unexpected to him, each one more explosive than the last.

As if the scene from before was repeating itself, he looked at the two of them blankly, his lips moved a few times, and he said in a low voice, somewhat aggrieved:

"Why...why do I have to waste all my efforts and start all over again..."

This time, Lin Xuansheng's expression was much more relaxed than before, and he laughed heartily.

"You've misunderstood. No one is asking you to abandon your cultivation. They're just asking if you're willing to change your foundation and start cultivating a new fundamental Dao technique."

I was terrified! I thought all those years of grinding and stat-boosting had been for nothing...

Zhu Mingyao inwardly complained, but on his face, he showed just the right amount of doubt.

As expected, Lin Xuansheng didn't keep him waiting long and explained:

"The [Shangqing Secret Manual] that you two, master and disciple, cultivate is a secret technique passed down outside the main sect of Maoshan. Although it is somewhat unorthodox, it is still a genuine and superior technique, which was originally enough to cultivate to a very high level, but..."

He tilted his head and said helplessly:

"However, your lineage was passed down from one of my uncles. He suffered some misfortunes in his early years, and the Taoist methods he obtained were incomplete. Even with painstaking efforts to make up for it, he could only stop before reaching the Realm of True Person, and it was difficult to advance any further."

Your master didn't want you to repeat the same mistakes, so he asked me to teach you a complete and authentic Taoist technique again.