The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World C.330 - 215: Sect Master of Qianyang, Taiyin Sky True Immortal_2

Chapter 330: Chapter 215: Sect Master of Qianyang, Taiyin Sky True Immortal_2

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“Good to know that you recognized me. I was concerned that my reputation might not be distinguished enough. Now that you’ve identified me, things will be easier. You can either stand aside and watch, or go and call a ShenXiao Sect cultivator. You are too young, and you haven’t earned the right to call me your fellow daoist yet!”

The old beggar who had revealed his identity was relishing the changing expressions of the cultivators around him. His disguise was not top-notch and didn’t fool everyone, but it hoodwinked the majority, and that brought him the outcome he desired.

“Please do not hasten your decision so quickly, gentleman. The choice of sect for cultivation is a matter of utmost importance. Please consider it diligently!”

After hearing what Yonghe Zhenren had said, the Taoist of the ShenXiao Sect dared not behave recklessly and addressed Feng Qing’an sincerely.

Without waiting for the old beggar’s reaction, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and sped towards the gate of the Underworld, clearly returning to call for reinforcement. As for the brawl above their heads, it seemed of little consequence to him.

“Humph, he certainly runs fast!”

Eyeing the disappearing lightning bolt, Yonghe Zhenren unveiled his hand from his sleeve. Had the Taoist not escaped so quickly, he would have given him a harsh lesson. This minor grudge would be remembered and avenged at an opportune moment. But for now, he would concentrate on more pertinent matters.

“The old fellow was right. If you are intending to cultivate, you must choose your sect carefully!”

The transformed Yonghe Zhenren, now adorned with the grace of a Taoist master, turned to Feng Qing’an. He didn’t deny what the ShenXiao Sect Taoist had said. After all, comparing QianYang Sect with theirs, there was no overwhelming difference.

“However, my QianYang Sect, though not the foremost in the Nan Hua Continent, ranks among the top. If you are willing to join QianYang Sect, I can guarantee that you will be initiated as a disciple of our founding master and maintain an equal stance with the top elders of our sect.”

The old beggar didn’t boast about the cultivation skills of QianYang Sect. He simply mentioned their standing in the Nan Hua Continent. But his tone soon turned somewhat irreverent,

“If you wish to become the sect leader, I can even arrange for my peers to back you up and push my elder brother to abdicate.”

“Sect Leader?”

Upon hearing this obviously off-kilter declaration, Feng Qing’an’s complexion turned odd. Could the position of a sect leader, of such stature in Nan Hua continent, be subject to such easy transition?

If one could ascend to the position of the sect leader, that would imply unrestricted access and utilization to the cultivation methods and resources of the QianYang Sect. Perhaps the old beggar was hinting at this.

“What do you say? Think about it. The other few sects, comparable to my Qianyang Sect, can’t possibly surpass the conditions that I can offer!”

Without any hesitation, YongHe ShangZhen, who had flippantly promised the position of the sect leader, laughed.

Even though his status had changed, he was still as slick as he had been in the temple just a moment ago.

“If your words, YongHe Zhenren, were to spread out, I fear they would create quite a stir. There are thousands of Taoist sects in the South NanHua continent, and many Taoists may not accept them!”

A striking woman of noble demeanor finally spoke up. Behind her, several distinctive-looking female cultivators of varying appearances had also appeared.

“They don’t accept? Let’s settle it fairly in a competition. Other than that, I’m not good at anything else, but I do enjoy a good fight!”

The old beggar laughed heartily, unfazed by these words. Instead, he focused on the woman who had spoken.

“What is it, little girl? Do you have an issue with what I just said? Do you want to represent Taiyin Sky and challenge me?”

“How could I compete with an elder who has overcome two Heavenly Tribulations? But I can introduce this gentleman to my mother. She’s recently descended from heaven, back to her Cave Sky to rest. If the gentleman is willing, I can recommend him to my mother.”

As soon as she spoke, all the cultivators present, including the monks, were astonished and looked at this beautiful woman in horror. Even the old beggar was somewhat taken aback. He looked at her again and again, but he couldn’t remember who her mother was, so he finally asked,

“Please forgive my inquiry, but I don’t know who your esteemed mother is?”

“My mother’s Taoist name is Taisu. Perhaps you haven’t heard of it!”

“Taìsù Shàngzhēn?”

The old beggar’s mouth gaped slightly, as he looked at the dignified and virtuous female cultivator with the same disbelief one would give to an incomprehensible existence.

“How could I possibly not have heard of it? When I was young, I joined Qianyang Sect and had the opportunity to witness your mother discussing the Tao and preaching with the previous sect leader. I was merely a cultivator then, practicing to nurture my True Qi. I learned a great deal from the experience; however, the Shangzhen of those days has now transformed into an Immortal. Even her daughter is here!”

“So it turns out I share such a karmic bond with your mother!”

The lady cultivator, graceful and elegant, nodded in acknowledgement.

“What does it even matter?”

The sudden encounter with a cultivator of such a shocking background made the old beggar nervous. Even if his cultivation was higher, he did not dare to act arrogantly. The woman’s mother had descended to the mortal realm; if need arose, this distance would mean nothing to her.

“What would the young master want?”

As the daughter of a true Immortal, she did not seem to take matters too seriously. She looked at Feng Qing’an, knowing that she could introduce him to her mother if the boy agreed. Even though her mother was now an Immortal, she would not refuse someone of such talent and potential.

“Ah, youngster, I’m not trying to hinder your future. But discipleship should be considered carefully. After all, we in the Qianyang Sect have many true Immortal ancestors. You can wait until I return, light a few sticks of incense, invite a few ancestors down, and then make your decision. What do you think?” The old Taoist looked at the impassive Feng Qing’an, feeling a bit awkward.

The terms he’d just put forward seemed laughable when compared with being accepted as the disciple of a real Immortal. There was simply no comparison.

“It’s up to you, senior. I won’t rush into making decisions!”

Feng Qing’an, somewhat numb from the sudden turn of events, gave a slight nod in reply.

He was a bit confused about why he had suddenly become so sought-after. Had the Bead of Heaven and Earth prepared for him by Donghuang stopped working? That wouldn’t explain why he was so blatantly seen through, but he couldn’t figure out why such a change would have happened for the moment.

The prestigious Qianyang Sect of the Nanhua Continent had a vacant leadership position, and there was a real Immortal from Taiyin Sky who might want him as a disciple. Plus, the ShenXiao Sect was not that far off, so most likely the conditions they would offer wouldn’t be far off either.

The surprise came so suddenly that Feng Qing’an was having a hard time adapting. Regardless, he did not let it go to his head.

He planned to figure out the root cause – what was it about him that caused such a reaction? His intuition told him that this was mostly connected to his elder brother, and he was merely profiting from his brother’s kindness.

At this moment, however, Feng Qing’an seemed to have forgotten the Chun Yang tribulation that he had brought down years ago. He survived without harm, thanks to someone who blocked all the heavenly punishment for him.

“Correct, it’s better to think this over carefully!”

YongHe Shangzhen nodded a few times. Originally, he hoped to attract Feng Qing’an – with his intention to cultivate – to his side before the other sects found him. After all, every recruit is precious.

However, who would have expected that the daughter of a real Immortal from Taiyin Sky would get involved? No matter how high his status was, he could not compete with her, especially given that her mother had descended to the mortal realm. Even the leader of the Taiyin Sky had to listen to her command.

“Senior, my mother did guide you once!”

The lady cultivator from Taiyin Sky looked at the old Taoist with a profound gaze.

The old Taoist’s behavior was no different from the ShenXiao Sect taoist who left in a hurry.

“The grace of Taìsù Shàngzhēn’s teachings is etched in my heart. However, there were tens of thousands of Qianyang sect disciples who listened to their preaching together that day. I was insignificant among them; your mother definitely doesn’t remember a minor figure like me!”

Being stared at like this, even Yonghe Zhenren felt somewhat embarrassed. Of course, what he feared more was the woman’s mother who had already descended to the mortal realm. If she personally came to this place, there would be nothing left for the other households to dispute.

Even notifying the ancestors through incense prayers would require replying time. Although he didn’t know where those who ascended into the immortal realm had gone or what they were doing, there was one thing he knew for sure:

The Immortals are very busy!