The Eternal World

The Origin Measuring Jade was something that the Green Mountain Sect gave to the attendants of the service department. Others did not have it.

The entire piece of jade was formed from nature. It was palm-sized and shaped like a disk. There were four scales on it, making it look extremely simple and unadorned.

"Um, Shi Sheng, why don't you drip a drop of your blood on this jade plate!" The Rat Lord said.

"Oh, okay!" Zhang Chao's heart stirred as he thought to himself, Don't be too flamboyant. If it was found out that his aptitude was extremely high, it would most likely cause a sensation and attract attention, and even enmity with him. This would be extremely disadvantageous to the current him.

Therefore, he deliberately controlled the flow of the elemental energy within his body and cut his finger tip, squeezing out a drop of blood.

The moment the blood fell on the jade, the entire jade plate seemed to be activated as it emitted a faint white glow.

The four symbols on it lit up at the same time and shone brightly at each other.

The people at the side held their breath, staring at the jade plate without blinking.

With a thought from Zhang Chao, an invisible force was released from between his eyebrows and landed on the jade plate.

Soon after, three of the four measures gradually dimmed down, leaving only one still lit up.

"Intermediate latent talent!" The few of them looked at each other, and all of them revealed a look of joy.

"Ha!" Zhang Chao quietly smiled, he had already achieved his goal.

He himself was a cultivator, and his strength was not bad either. Under normal circumstances, if he allowed this Elemental Jade to test him, the result would be unknown. However, it would definitely bring him unnecessary trouble.

However, this was the best case scenario. A medium aptitude was neither the lowest nor the highest. It was just the right choice.

It would not cause any sensation, nor would it be rejected as trash.

"Very good, Junior Brother Shi Sheng. I never thought that you would actually have a mid-grade talent!" Senior brother Zhao nodded and said in a gratified voice, "On this Elemental Jade, the four marks represent extremely poor quality, ordinary quality, medium quality, and top quality. This also shows that you can become a cultivator!"

"Later, I'll take you to apply to become an official disciple. But before that, you have to apply for a cultivation technique and learn it from me. I'll let you become a cultivator first!"

"Um …" Senior Brother Zhao, I have already become a cultivator! " Zhang Chao did not want to wait any longer, he scratched his head and said.

"What?" have become a cultivator? " Everyone was stunned once again.

"That's right!" Zhang Chao carefully controlled his spirit force and activated it.

"Un, as expected, he has already reached the first level of Natal Opening Realm!" The others were even more surprised.

"This... "What's going on?" Senior Martial Brother Zhao hurriedly asked.

"I'll go, won't I? This brat … This kid is so heaven-defying? " Rat Lord knew what was going on and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

However, he had originally thought that even with the help of the technique, it would be extremely difficult for him to succeed. After all, the Rat Lord had to work hard for more than a dozen years before he could become a cultivator, and now, he was only at the second level of Natal Opening Realm.

But it had only been a few days?

With a cultivation technique, he had actually successfully become a cultivator?

"To tell you the truth, senior brother, who wouldn't want to become a cultivator, shine before their ancestors, and reap the benefits from entering Green Mountain Sect as a servant?" Zhang Chao spread out his hands and said: "So I begged Rat Lord to borrow a technique to secretly learn. I know it was in violation of the sect's rules …"

"It's you again?" Senior Brother Zhao knitted his brows and looked towards Rat Lord.

"I …" Rat Lord almost cried again. Why did he get the blame again?

"Senior Brother Zhao, don't blame Rat Lord. It's my fault … "I shouldn't have secretly learned cultivation techniques..." Seeing that, Zhang Chao immediately acted as if he had done something wrong.

"Forget it, although this is against the rules of the sect, but it is equivalent to helping me!" Senior Brother Zhao waved his hand, then patted Zhang Chao's shoulder and said: "Then, prepare yourself. Three days later, I will bring you to apply to become an official disciple, and join my Medicine Pavilion!"

Then, Senior brother Zhao and the rest left, leaving only Zhang Chao and Rat Lord behind.

"Um, Shi Sheng, what did you mean by helping me just now? I seem to remember. I don't think we have such a good relationship, right? " Rat Lord squinted his eyes and asked Zhang Chao.

"Rat Lord, to be honest, we didn't have any problems at all!" Zhang Chao shrugged his shoulders, and said with a sincere look: "So there's no need to create such hatred right?"

"Aren't we still in the same sect?" "If you look up and see them, who knows who might have something to ask of you. Isn't it true that friends have many paths?"

"Mm, that makes sense!" Rat Lord's eyes wandered around a few times as he nodded his head continuously.

"In addition, I also have something for you!" The corner of Zhang Chao's mouth curled, and only then did he get to the main point: "Little Lan and Ah Yong who came from the same village as me, I hope Rat Lord can take more care of them!"

Oh, this is just a small matter. Since you asked, on account of you helping the Rat Lord just now, you don't have to worry! Rat Lord patted his chest and guaranteed.

"That's good, don't worry Rat Lord, once I enter the Medicine Pavilion, there won't be any other possibilities, but pills and the like …" Zhang Chao drew another big cake.

"Pills..." Rat Lord's eyes lit up when he heard this.

The pills in the Medicine Pavilion were all for the higher ups, such as the official disciples and elders. Don't look at how Rat Lord was only a service administrator, since he had been in Green Mountain Sect for such a long time, he had never personally seen what the pills looked like, let alone eat them.

"Alright, alright, don't worry. I, Rat Lord, will definitely take care of your two fellow villagers like siblings!" Thinking of this, the Rat Lord wiped his saliva, and said while rubbing his hands.

"Un, I will definitely keep my word!" Zhang Chao nodded.

"Aiya, now you are about to become an official disciple, we have to celebrate. How about this, tonight we will call some senior service disciple, how about we have a feast?" Rat Lord suggested.

"This isn't appropriate, let's keep a low profile. We have to keep a low profile!" Zhang Chao shook his head: "When I officially become an official disciple of the Medicine Pavilion, I'll invite all of you!"

… ….

Three days later, Senior Martial Brother Zhao came again.

He brought Zhang Chao away and successfully applied for Zhang Chao. He then became an official disciple and joined the Medicine Pavilion.

At this time, Zhang Chao could finally be said to have gained some understanding of the Green Mountain Sect.

It was said that the Green Mountain Sect was founded 800 years ago, and was not an ancient sect.

It was as if the people who founded this sect were a bunch of strategists at the beginning. When an ancient sect collapsed, these people went to get a share of the sect's spoils and seized some good fortune. Then, they found a place to establish this sect.

After eight hundred years of development, the sect was constantly growing stronger. It had become like a kingdom, with the sect as its center, it surrounded many towns and villages, unceasingly importing fresh blood into the sect.

In addition, there was even a hierarchy of mortals that was linked to cultivators. Everyone was prosperous, and every one of them would suffer losses.

However, for the past eight hundred years, the entire sect had not been at peace.

The surrounding sects all showed signs of losing their composure. They seemed to be developing together, but they were actually fighting in the dark.

In these sects, their relationship with the Green Mountain Sect was the worst.

It was said that this Sirius Sect was the same as the founder of the Green Mountain Sect eight hundred years ago who seized good fortune from the ancient sects. However, for some reason, they had been at loggerheads ever since.

During these eight hundred years, battles against Sirius Sect had occurred several times, and each side had their own victories or losses.

But recently, for some reason, the two sects once again went on a rampage. Their swords were drawn and they seemed to show signs of fighting each other whenever there was a disagreement.

It was also because of this that the Green Mountain Sect once again recruited people to make sufficient preparations for the battle.

As for Zhang Chao and the others, it was because of this reason that they were able to come to Green Mountain Sect to be servants.

As for the rest, even Senior Martial Brother Zhao did not know.

Although Senior Brother Zhao could be considered a disciple of high status within the Medicine Pavilion, within Green Mountain Sect, every pavilion was unsuitable.

The entire Green Mountain Sect was composed of the Medicine Pavilion, the Warrior Pavilion, the Battle Pavilion, the Punishment Pavilion, and the Main Pavilion.

Amongst them, Battle Pavilion was the largest, while the Warrior Pavilion was in charge of refining magical equipment, the Medicine Pavilion was in charge of refining medicinal pills, the Punishment Pavilion was in charge of managing the sect's laws and regulations, and the Main Affairs Pavilion was headed by the sect master, who was in charge of handling major matters within the sect.

However, there would frequently be friction between each pavilion. As for the specific circumstances, Zhang Chao had no way of knowing them yet.

He arrived at the Medicine Pavilion.

This was a very large courtyard with countless houses.

In the center of the courtyard, there was a row of pill furnaces. Many disciples were concentrating on refining pills.

Looking at the pill furnaces, as well as the pill auras that floated out from the pill furnaces, Zhang Chao's heart moved. It was as if a huge door to his memories had been pushed open and endless knowledge about refining pills poured out.

"I was once a drug refiner as well?" He was somewhat astonished. He increasingly felt that it was a wise decision for him to enter the Medicine Pavilion.

"Master, this is the service Shi Sheng that this disciple told you about. He was the one who told you how to grow Sesame Grass!" Senior Martial Brother Zhao respectfully said as he knelt on one knee towards an old man standing in the courtyard.

"En!" His hair was black and white, and he wore a light yellow brocade robe. With both hands behind his back, he raised his head and swept his gaze across Zhang Chao.

"Shi Sheng, this is our medicine pavilion's administrator, and also our master's Mr. Gongyang!" Senior brother Zhao introduced.

"Young …" A ram? Aren't you a human? " Zhang Chao was startled, but did not dare to ask.

"Gong Yang is a surname, my family name is Gong Yang …." A disciple reminded Zhang Chao in a low voice by his ear.

"Oh, oh!" Zhang Chao came to a sudden realization and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Shi Sheng greets Mr. Gongyang!"

"Shi Sheng?" Mr. Gongyang stroked his goat-like beard and spoke coldly: "Trash, doesn't have the qualifications to stay in the Medicine Pavilion, not even if it's recommended by Zhao Yi. Tell me first, what kind of abilities do you have?