Six Realms Immortal Emperor

Xu Jingtian was so focused on learning magic that he didn't pay attention to the time at all, and before he knew it, he had been on the fourth floor of the Holy Martial Pavilion for five or six hours.

When the three saints possessed his body, the scattered spiritual energy that invaded his body was put to good use by him. He used it to cultivate these spells, which had already consumed almost all of it. Only then did Xu Jingtian feel his spiritual energy waning and his heart grow weary.

Seeing that it had taken him so long to come down from the pavilion, the elder guarding the pavilion looked at his tired figure and comforted him, "It's alright. It's normal to feel a little tired the first time you come to the fourth floor of the Holy Martial Pavilion. You'll get used to it after a few more times!"

Xu Jingtian smiled apologetically, "Our Brahma Sect's Sacred Martial Pavilion is truly a treasure trove. The spells inside are exquisite, and I unknowingly became engrossed in them. I only learned four spells there and completely forgot the time."

The elder guarding the pavilion looked surprised, his expression one of disbelief: "What? You've learned four spells? Other disciples can only learn one spell each time they come, and they have to come several times to fully master it. Are you just bragging?"

Ordinary disciples who come to the Holy Martial Pavilion to learn spells choose only one spell at a time. They study for several hours until their spiritual energy is exhausted, and only after their spiritual energy recovers can they continue practicing. This process is repeated several times before they can master the essence of a spell. Of course, there are also exceptionally talented disciples who can learn two spells at once, but that is already quite remarkable. Xu Jingtian actually said he learned four spells, no wonder the elder guarding the pavilion found it hard to believe.

Oh, so I guess I'm not too stupid after all.

Xu Jingtian chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "Why would I lie to you? I've learned four spells in total: Immortal Spirit Palm, Immortal Thunder Technique, Golden Sun True Skill, and Earth Spirit Escape. I'm feeling a bit tired, so I'll have to learn other spells next time."

Xu Jingtian said nothing more and walked out of the Holy Martial Pavilion under the suspicious gaze of the elder guarding the pavilion.

Xu Jingtian himself was unaware that his seemingly simple remark today had caused a huge sensation among the inner disciples of the Brahma Sect.

Legend has it that an unknown outer disciple came to the Holy Martial Pavilion to practice martial arts. He first challenged an inner disciple to a duel, beating him until he was spitting blood. Then he broke through the restrictions and went directly to the fourth floor of the Holy Martial Pavilion to select advanced spells that only elite disciples were capable of practicing.

That's not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that this disciple actually mastered four advanced spells in just half a day, and he didn't even use up all his strength.

The news caused a sensation among the thousands of inner disciples, leaving many sighing with emotion. Some elite disciples, upon hearing of this, couldn't contain their excitement and searched everywhere for him, hoping to befriend him.

However, as time went by, no clues were found, and the matter came to an end. But among the inner disciples of the Brahma Sect, the amazing deeds of Xu Jingtian continued to circulate.

These are all digressions, so let's leave them aside for now.

Xu Jingtian bid farewell to the elder guarding the pavilion and left the Sacred Martial Pavilion. It was already close to dusk. He could no longer go to Elder Yuezhi's place, but he had already decided where to go. He mounted the Purple Flame Eagle, circled once, and flew towards Wuji Peak, where Dongfang Sixing was located.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xu Jingtian arrived at Wuji Peak. He only knew that Dongfang Sixing was on this peak, but he did not know his specific residence.

This mountain is under the jurisdiction of Daoist Cen Yang, and its peak is home to over a hundred outer disciples who have become his students. Although the mountain is somewhat low, it is lush and verdant, with numerous trees, presenting a vibrant scene that appears far superior to Wan Dan Pavilion.

Hundreds of houses, large and small, are scattered throughout the forest on the mountaintop, making it extremely difficult to find Dongfang Sixing. If I had known I would be seeking refuge with Dongfang Sixing, I should have asked about his whereabouts beforehand.

Just as he was fretting, he heard the voices of several people talking coming from the woods in the distance. Xu Jingtian was overjoyed and hurried over there, where he heard the people talking in fits and starts.

"Sigh, if I can't gather enough spirit herbs by tomorrow, I'll have to wait for Daoist Cen Yang to punish me. Skinny Monkey, you have to think of a way for me," said one of the older disciples.

"Brother Zhong, you're still somewhat reasonable. It's not like you're missing more than a few herbs. I'm barely able to take care of myself. I've collected less than a third of the required amount of spiritual herbs this month. Spiritual herbs are getting harder and harder to find, and I have to travel to very far places every time," another disciple with a slender build chimed in.

"Exactly! The missions are getting harder and harder. If you fail to complete the sect mission three times in a row, you'll be kicked out of the sect!"

"Brother Zhong, I know a young herbalist who grows medicinal herbs. If all else fails, we can borrow some from him temporarily and return with the money," said a disciple with a scholarly air.

"Really?" one of the older disciples asked, somewhat surprised.

"Well, it's not clear whether he'll lend it or not, since I'm not that familiar with him," the scholarly-looking disciple sighed.

"It's always good to make more friends with disciples. If you're connected with this disciple, you won't have to worry about these things in the future," said another burly disciple.

"Ah, I really envy those disciples. They only need to cultivate every day and don't have to worry about spiritual herbs at all."

"Hmph, why envy them? You have no idea how much pain they suffer, it's several times worse than ours. They're not necessarily better off than us," the older disciple said.

The disciples were talking as they walked when Xu Jingtian suddenly appeared from the side and blocked their way. They all looked at him warily, wondering if he had overheard their conversation.

Among the hundreds of outer disciples of Wuji Peak, apart from a few special disciples who are personally guided in cultivation by Daoist Cen Yang, the rest are responsible for miscellaneous tasks and belong to the lowest level of disciples in the sect.

Besides their usual chores, they also have to submit a certain amount of spiritual herbs or other alchemy materials to the sect every month. If they fail to collect enough, they will be punished by the elders who pass on their skills.

It's no wonder. Although Xu Jingtian was dressed as an outer disciple, his aura changed as his cultivation improved, though he himself couldn't sense it.

These people clearly sensed Xu Jingtian's imposing aura and that his cultivation level was much higher than theirs, so they became extremely cautious.

The thinner disciple walked at the front. He turned back to look at the older disciple beside him and stammered, "Brother Zhong... Brother Zhong!"

The disciple hesitated for a moment, then said to the others behind him, "Skinny Monkey, you all step back. I'll go find out what's going on." He stepped forward and asked Xu Jingtian, "This brother looks unfamiliar. What brings you to stop us?"

Xu Jingtian smiled slightly and explained to him, "So this is Brother Zhong. I am Xu Jingtian, and I would like to ask my fellow disciples about someone."

"You are... Xu Jingtian?" Brother Zhong asked instead of answering.

"Indeed, it is I." Xu Jingtian was very curious. It was his first time here, and he didn't expect that someone would recognize him.