Born Saints: Starting from Liaozhai

Chapter 88 The Wind Master and the Golden Core True Monarch

At the very top of the Wind Staircase, the darkness slowly dissipated, revealing seats that were even more ancient and mysterious.

There were far fewer seats, and the building was even taller than the seats below, with more mysterious carved patterns.

Looking from afar.

One can then sense an indescribable sense of majesty.

Judging from these facts alone, it is clear that the people in those seats are far more powerful than mere officials; they likely hold even higher positions!

In a flash, a job title came to mind.

"The Wind Master?"

Su Chen murmured.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist priest who had just solidified heard his murmur.

Looking at the young man sitting in the chair, dressed in moon-white robes, who appeared to be a teenager, Hua Jun's eyes revealed a strange look.

"I never imagined that at such a young age, you would have already comprehended the divine power of wind, begun to study it, and even ventured into the path of Dao fruition?"

Hua Jun asked questions while secretly being shocked.

He could clearly sense that the white-robed youth's aura was only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

He comprehended supernatural powers in the early stages of Foundation Establishment?

this----

A look of apprehension and jealousy flashed across Hua Jun's eyes.

You must know, he only comprehended this divine power when he reached the peak of Foundation Establishment, becoming a Wind Guide. This person—

Hearing the boy murmur the words "Palm Wind Master," Hua Jun couldn't help but shake his head.

"Young friend, you still need to calm down. This skill of mastering the palm wind is not something that can be achieved casually!"

"Only by comprehending supernatural powers to a certain level, and by using those powers to incidentally comprehend the corresponding path of cultivation to a certain depth, can one truly ascend to that level!"

"Wind Master, Wind Master—The Wind Master has already gained some control over the Wind Dao Fruit. Only then can he use it to condense the rudimentary form of the Wind Dao Fruit, and then use it to become a Golden Core True Monarch!"

At this point, Hua Jun's eyes were filled with longing and resentment.

It took him nearly a century to become a Wind Guide, and now he is almost three hundred years old, with only a few decades left to live.

He had absolutely no confidence in becoming a Wind Master and condensing the rudimentary form of the Wind Dao Fruit.

Looking at the boy beside him, a hint of jealousy unconsciously crept into his eyes.

Su Chen glanced at him, vaguely noticing his emotions, but simply ignored it.

He was a little surprised. "So, as long as you comprehend the supernatural powers to a certain extent, you can become a Wind Master?"

'

These words were spoken.

Hua Jun couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly, "Hahaha, young friend, you're too naive. It's not that easy. Even if you have enough understanding, those guys up there won't let you become a Wind Master so easily!"

As they were talking, Hua Jun's eyes twitched slightly, sensing something, and he glanced to the side.

Seemingly sensing the appearance of a new Wind Guide, the illusory figures on some seats nearby began to solidify rapidly.

One by one, the illusory figures of men and women with different shapes gradually became clear.

Their faces were slightly blurry, but they could still be roughly made out.

There were women dressed in blue robes, exuding a sharp aura and with eyes as piercing as autumn water, as well as tall, middle-aged men.

A girl with long, ink-black hair, and an old man with white hair —

The only thing they had in common was the aura emanating from them, which was almost all at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage!

There are only a few exceptions, but even these few have the cultivation level of the late Foundation Establishment stage, which is very close to the peak of Foundation Establishment.

Su Chen, sitting in the last seat, seemed quite out of place for a moment.

At this time.

The figures sitting in their chairs all looked towards him not far away.

Some gazes were scrutinizing, some were hostile and provocative, while a few were friendly.

"Unexpectedly, another young official has appeared—"

A fellow Daoist in blue robes said in a low voice, his tone filled with surprise.

"This fellow Daoist is quite young, yet he seems to possess remarkable talent."

At this moment, a woman dressed in red, not far away, heard this, snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, and mocked, "Heh, so what if you have good talent? There are already enough Wind Guides. To be promoted to Wind Master isn't so easy!"

"With those guys blocking your way, even if you're talented, you can't just become a Wind Master!"

Listening to the whispers around him, Su Chen's eyes revealed a thoughtful expression.

He had seen from the records of True Lord Huoyun in the Scripture Pavilion that many people would obstruct this matter, and he had also heard such words from the mouths of these Foundation Establishment cultivators.

What exactly is going on?

Su Chen's gaze involuntarily turned upwards, looking at the seats on the steps.

To find out what's going on, just try it!

With this thought in mind, amidst the astonished gazes of Hua Jun and the others, he slowly stood up from his seat and stepped onto the wind staircase in front of him.

In an instant, Su Chen felt a heavy pressure.

The wind suddenly rose in his ears, howling incessantly. Countless gusts of wind intertwined and pressed down on him, as if trying to force him back to his original position and push him back into that inconspicuous seat.

However, just as this wind pressure descended, his extraordinary comprehension, at the level of a supreme sage, also began to operate.

The thought flashed through my mind like lightning.

A series of insights about the wind quickly surfaced in his mind.

His progress in mastering the supernatural ability of Soul Separation and Wind-Swept Technique is accelerating at a visible rate.

To the astonishment of Hua Jun and the others, he stepped onto the second Wind Staircase.

"This person has only just become a 'wind guide' (a high-ranking official), and he's already climbing the second step?"

"It seems this person's comprehension of supernatural powers is quite extraordinary, greatly aiding his understanding of the Way of Wind and its fruits."

"What's so special about this? This is only the second step. There are ninety-nine steps in total. This is just the beginning!"

"Besides, this kid is completely overestimating himself. Does he really think those guys up there will let him climb over so easily?!"

Discussions rose and fell, some in amazement, others in sarcasm.

As if in response to their words.

Above the ninety-nine steps, among those mysterious seats, the last illusory figure suddenly solidified.

A middle-aged Taoist figure appeared, exuding a terrifying aura belonging to a Golden Core True Monarch.

As soon as he appeared, his gaze turned downwards and landed on the white-clad youth who was stepping onto the second wind staircase.

His expression was indifferent, as if he were looking down at dust.

The next moment, a calm voice, carrying an unquestionable tone, echoed in the darkness.

"Young man, this position of Wind Master is not something you can reach at your current level. Stay down here for now and accumulate some experience."

As he spoke, an invisible gale appeared, formed solely from his understanding of wind, without any connection to cultivation.

Huhu~

A sharp, piercing wind blew.

Su Chen naturally noticed it, his brows furrowed, and he subconsciously wanted to resist.

However, he soon discovered that he couldn't use his magic, Taoist arts, or supernatural powers in this place.

If it can't be used, how did the person above manage to unleash this wind?

With his profound understanding, comparable to that of a sage, he grasped the meaning of the situation in an instant.

"The wind that is formed by the understanding and mastery of the wind, and the degree of comprehension of the Way of Wind?"

The next second, a gust of wind swirled around him, even resisting the gale blowing from above.

However, since he has only just begun to explore the Way of Wind and its fruits, his understanding of them is still lacking.

next second!

Call ~

A strong wind swept over him, and Su Chen's figure was blown away by the wind.

With a thud, he slammed heavily onto the seat.

Seeing this, Hua Jun and the others had extremely complicated expressions.

Resentment, anger, and resentment—a multitude of emotions intertwined and surged in their eyes.

To prevent them from becoming Wind Masters, and to reduce the number of people vying for the Wind Dao Fruit, those guys really went to any lengths!

The palm strike from the very top caused the seat to be affected.

Looking at the boy who had fallen onto the seat of the Wind Guide, Liang Leng remained calm and didn't seem to care much.

Then, his figure disappeared from his seat.