Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

"Greetings, Young Sect Leader!"

A series of unified voices resounded through the sky, echoing in all directions and reaching every place within the Myriad Manifestations Sect, invigorating everyone's spirits. On the plaza, countless disciples looked at the dazzling Yu Changsheng with solemn yet fervent expressions, their eyes filled with undisguised admiration.

"Receive the young sect leader's robe and command!"

As the master of ceremonies solemnly offered his congratulations, Yu Changsheng took a deep breath. With a flick of his sleeve, the spirit beast returned to its inner realm, withdrawing the power of the Heavenly Dao Golden Core. The dazzling light within the sky receded and returned to Yu Changsheng's body. With a light step, he slowly descended from the void, arriving before Zheng Tianheng. He bowed respectfully with clasped hands, his attitude humble and sincere, and said:

"Young Sect Leader Yu Changsheng greets Sect Leader."

"Okay, get up."

Zheng Tianheng nodded in satisfaction, then helped Yu Changsheng up with both hands. Lu Ruikai, standing behind him, stepped forward two steps, his expression solemn, and presented Yu Changsheng with a radiant Taoist robe and a blue jade pendant on it.

This young sect leader's robe alone is a magic robe of the spirit treasure level, not only a symbol of status, but also very expensive.

"Thank you, Sect Leader. I will certainly live up to your expectations. Please rest assured."

Yu Changsheng bowed his head in thanks and respectfully put the item away.

"The ceremony is complete, Young Master, please stand!"

With the congratulatory officials off, the entire investiture ceremony came to a close. The bells of the Huidang Sect rang once more, and a series of salutes resounded through the sky. Amidst the welcoming atmosphere, the entire ceremony began and ended in a grand manner.

Only Yu Changsheng's image remained deeply imprinted in the minds of all the disciples, becoming even clearer years later...

.........

At the summit of Beast Taming Peak, in the Hall of the Young Master, a magnificent palace stands tall and majestic, radiating spiritual light. Surrounded by array formations, the spiritual energy of the entire Myriad Manifestations Sect gathers here.

This is the newly built Young Master's Hall, exclusively for Yu Changsheng, the young sect leader, and also Yu Changsheng's residence in the Myriad Manifestations Sect.

After the investiture ceremony concluded, Yu Changsheng returned here.

"How is it, Young Master? Are you satisfied with this setup?"

Inside the Young Master's Hall, Old Master Wei leaned back in his armchair, swaying gently. When he saw Yu Changsheng enter, he opened his eyes with an air of nonchalance and jokingly spoke to him, his eyes full of amusement.

"fine."

Yu Changsheng touched his nose, nodded, and then chuckled sheepishly:

"It's just too high-profile. This disciple isn't used to it yet. Let's skip this kind of thing next time."

"High-profile? It's better to be high-profile." Elder Wei shook his head. "The great battle of the Myriad Manifestations Sect has just ended, and Qingzhou is coming on strong again. Under such circumstances, your investiture ceremony can also play a role in calming the disciples' minds and preventing panic and chaos."

With that, Old Wei let out a deep sigh.

"Alas, the crisis is fraught with danger. However, on the other hand, you must have already been targeted by some people with ill intentions. In that case, publicly announcing that you are the young sect leader of my Myriad Manifestations Sect and highlighting the importance attached to you will, to some extent, make those who want to make a move against you think twice."

"Yes, Master, thank you for your trouble."

Yu Changsheng nodded gently and expressed his gratitude to Elder Wei.

"Fortunately, you've grown up a bit now and have some ability to protect yourself. If you're careful, nothing serious should happen, which puts my mind at ease."

Old Wei spoke calmly, glancing at Yu Changsheng with a hint of amusement and smugness in his eyes.

"Hehe, it's all thanks to Elder Wei's excellent guidance that I, Yu Changsheng, am where I am today."

Yu Changsheng scratched his head, chuckled, and walked behind Old Wei, skillfully massaging his shoulders.

"Hmm~"

Old Wei closed his eyes in enjoyment, his body swaying gently with the rocking chair. He let out a long hum, and after a while, he spoke:

"You've got a conscience, kid. Since they're offering you the position of young sect leader, then you should take it. But don't feel burdened, and don't let this position restrict you or get in your way."

"You're still young, and Zheng Tianheng is still in his prime. There are many things you don't need to do. Just do as he says. With this identity, you can just take whatever you need. Right now, the sect can be said to be focused on you."

"Really?" Yu Changsheng raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

"Yes," Old Wei nodded, pondered for a moment, and slowly exhaled, "because they saw hope in you, so naturally they wish you all the best. Your smooth growth is the most important thing."

"hope?"

Yu Changsheng pouted and exclaimed, appearing somewhat unnatural about the word.

"Yes," Elder Wei suddenly sighed, opening his eyes with a complex emotion in his gaze. After a long while, he shook his head and said, "Because there was once an unparalleled genius who rose to prominence and brought our Myriad Manifestations Sect to the top of the Martial State Holy Land."

"Back then, the Myriad Manifestations Sect was incredibly glorious and had a wealth of fortune. It had a certain influence even in the surrounding five continents. As for the Three Sects? They were merely our vassals."

Old Wei spoke calmly, and when he mentioned the Three Gates, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, as if he had some disdain for them.

Yu Changsheng remained silent, lost in thought, simply watching Elder Wei quietly, waiting for him to continue.

"You know this person, and I'm sure you've guessed it already. It's your senior brother, Cao Jinxian, and you bear his shadow in you."

Old Wei regained his composure, patted Yu Changsheng's hand, and spoke calmly.

"As expected..." Yu Changsheng muttered to himself, not surprised at all.

"The most obvious point is that you are one of only two Heavenly Dao Golden Core cultivators in the sect over the years. The other one is your senior brother, but now that he can no longer be relied upon, the sect values ​​you very much."

Old Wei swallowed hard, turned around and patted Yu Changsheng's hand again, speaking to him earnestly.

"Try your best."

Yu Changsheng sighed helplessly, touched his nose, and felt somewhat ashamed.

He naturally had a lot of feelings for the Myriad Manifestations Sect; it held too many of his ties, and if he had the ability, he would naturally hope that it would get better and better.

"These things are still a bit heavy for you, but then again, you've gained quite a lot from this trip. Your cultivation has improved significantly, and you've also acquired this amazing swordsmanship..."

Old Wei shook his head, suppressing some thoughts in his mind, and looked up at Yu Changsheng, a hint of surprise and astonishment flashing in his eyes.

"What, you found your senior brother's remains cave? Otherwise, those sword techniques can't be found anywhere else."

"Yes, there were indeed some fortunate circumstances."

Yu Changsheng nodded, thought for a moment, and then told Elder Wei everything about entering the cave ruins, except for concealing the existence of the system.

Old Wei listened quietly, his brows sometimes relaxing and sometimes furrowing, his expression constantly changing with Yu Changsheng's words. After Yu Changsheng finished speaking, he finally let out a long breath, his tone resentful.

"If you put it that way, it really is destiny. It feels like this was prepared specifically for you. It's amazing."

"Just lucky." Yu Changsheng chuckled, rubbing Wei Lao's shoulder and gently pressing his forehead.

"But speaking of which, do you actually have a talent for swordsmanship? It's strange, how could someone who has never been exposed to swordsmanship before comprehend such a profound sword technique in an instant?"

Old Wei muttered to himself, glancing at Yu Changsheng with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"If that's really the case, then your comprehension is truly extraordinary, unprecedented."

Upon hearing this, Yu Changsheng remained unfazed, patted his chest confidently, and raised his eyebrows smugly, saying:

"That's right. Don't you know whose disciple you are? Without some amazing talent, how dare you call yourself your disciple?"

"A smooth talker, a glib-tongued person."

Old Wei glared at Yu Changsheng, shook his head and smiled, but did not ask any further questions on the topic. Everyone has their own secrets, and he knew Yu Changsheng quite well and had long known that he had some special qualities. Since Yu Changsheng did not say anything, he naturally would not ask.

"But what you said is also true. They are all my disciples, so I guess I have a good eye and can recognize their talent."

Old Wei thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled smugly.

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"Of course, haha."

Yu Changsheng laughed and agreed.

"Hmm." Old Wei nodded in agreement, his expression shifting slightly. After a moment of silence, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and he spoke in a low voice:

"However, I must remind you that no matter how talented you are, you still don't have absolute strength. There are quite a few beings who can threaten you."

"Especially now that your presence is too high-profile, it has already attracted the attention of many people. So you should be more careful in the future and be cautious. Better safe than sorry."

Old Wei spoke in a low voice, his eyes flickering as he spoke, his lips slightly pursed, and a hint of sadness flashed across his face.

"...Alright, this disciple will be more careful."

Yu Changsheng remained silent for a while, then nodded and spoke softly.

Old Wei opened his mouth, looked at Yu Changsheng, his eyes lowered, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and spoke hesitantly:

"Your identity is no longer a secret. Anyone who wants to investigate will surely find out that you are my disciple and Cao Jinxian's junior brother."

"I'm worried..." Old Wei hesitated, letting out a barely audible sigh.

"I'm worried that the group of people who attacked and killed your senior brother will notice you and then turn their attention to you, implicating you in the conflict."

Old Wei looked somber, his tone helpless, and a hint of resentment on his face.

Yu Changsheng's expression faltered. Upon hearing this, a look of doubt appeared on his face. After a long while, he clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to Elder Wei, took a deep breath, and said, "This disciple does not know. Please explain, Master."

"..."

Old Wei remained silent for a full hundred breaths, his eyes flickering uncertainly. In his struggle, he suddenly looked up at the sky, stood up, shook his head, and smiled softly.

"Never mind, never mind. I'm just getting in your way. It's all your fault, your master. I'm not strong enough to protect you properly, which is why I can't even speak clearly and act helplessly."

"That's not true. I will always remember Master's kindness to me."

Yu Changsheng lowered his eyes and spoke softly.

"Um……"

Old Wei pondered for a moment, a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and slowly spoke with a sigh:

"That was a long time ago. Back then, your senior brother rose to prominence, but he also offended some taboos. Some important figures didn't want a genius like him to threaten them."

"The matter of the Xuan Turtle was merely a trigger, not the fatal flaw. At that time, for various reasons, some terrifyingly powerful figures had already taken notice of him, and he acted both for his own selfish reasons and to avoid implicating his sect..."

Old Wei paused, then suddenly choked up, sniffed, took a deep breath, and continued solemnly:

"Later, he forcibly tried to form a contract with the Xuan Turtle, which damaged the sect's fortune and caused the formation to backfire, leading to its decline. However, this also caused those who had secretly noticed his existence to shift their attention away from the Myriad Manifestations Sect."

As Old Wei spoke, he sighed again, a look of sorrow flashing across his face, a subtle hint of something else:

"Your senior brother is exceptionally talented. At such a young age, he has already reached the peak of the Purple Mansion realm. Such talent is beyond the reach of all his peers. Even the ancestors of the three sects at that time could only marvel at it."

"He is proficient in beast taming and swordsmanship. With the combination of the two, although he is not a Nascent Soul cultivator, his combat strength is more than that of an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. He is no different from a true Nascent Soul cultivator."

When he said this, Old Wei's tone was indifferent, almost devoid of any emotion, as if he were describing someone who had nothing to do with him. However, his constantly flickering eyes betrayed his true thoughts, which were far from being as calm as they appeared on the surface.

"It can be said that, with his abilities, no one in Wuzhou can threaten his existence anymore, it's just a pity..."

Old Wei paused again, his lips slightly pursed, and his tone unconsciously carried a hint of sorrow as he said:

"It's just a pity that he has too many enemies, and they are too strong. They are not from this small place called Wuzhou, but outsiders..."

"Even...from..."

Elder Wei hesitated, looked up and met Yu Changsheng's solemn gaze, and after a long while continued, "It even comes from... a sacred land that ordinary cultivators can never come into contact with in their entire lives."

Old Wei sighed and shook his head.

"Wuzhou is ultimately too small. Looking at the entire continent, it is merely a peripheral corner, a tiny, insignificant place that cannot be considered significant."

"Holy Land?"

Yu Changsheng was taken aback, somewhat confused.

"I don't know the specifics of these things; it's just a guess. Knowing too much might not be a good thing for you."

Old Wei did not elaborate further, but spoke ambiguously, his expression carrying a hint of resentment and complexity, yet his words seemed somewhat taboo.

"Just be careful not to easily reveal your Myriad Spirits Technique. The origin of this technique is not so simple, especially now that your Myriad Spirits Technique is completely complete, you need to be even more careful."

Old Wei said solemnly.

"The Myriad Spirits Technique..." Yu Changsheng remained silent, listening to Elder Wei's words, his mind racing with thoughts.

The more he practiced the Myriad Spirits Technique, the more he could feel its extraordinary nature. Even if we take a step back and consider the fact that it was a Saint-level technique, it was something that a small place like Wuzhou could not possibly possess.

At least within Wuzhou, including the Three Sects and Six Schools, he hadn't heard a single word about Saint-level cultivation techniques. (End of Chapter)