Qin Shi bowed his head in contemplation. Such a serious issue must be carefully considered before giving an answer.
The Old Martial Sect places great importance on inheritance, as well as the master-disciple relationship. Trying to straddle both often cos at a heavy price.
"Senior, I need to consult Master Liang."
Qin Shi’s throat moved slightly, but he didn’t imdiately agree.
After all, he was a mber of the Hong Sheng Sect. Switching to another lineage without his master’s permission would be tantamount to committing a grave betrayal.
In the old days, most of the grievances and conflicts within the Old Martial Sect stemd from matters of face and inner dignity.
A cigarette, a al, or even a word could provoke both sides to draw their blades, call upon friends for backup, and start a brawl. This might sound absurd, but it has happened before.
Common elents in extracurricular readings and street tales, like arenas, sword duels, and life-and-death pacts, originated from such cases.
"Rest assured, I have already spoken to Master Liang."
Seeing that Qin Shi understood the importance of respecting his master, the white-haired elder nodded slightly, indicating his satisfaction.
The Old Martial Sect values the character and behavior of its disciples; this is not an exaggeration by the dia.
Since the number of true inheritors in a lineage would never be too many, typically five or six, or as few as two or three, so even pass the torch through a single line.
If they accepted the wrong disciple, who ended up betraying their master or having an unscrupulous heart...
Internal strife is a minor issue; ruining the reputation and legacy left by ancestor masters is irredeemable even by a hundred deaths.
"What did Master Liang say?"
Qin Shi curiously asked.
After all, he was Hong Sheng’s only offspring.
Logically, it wouldn’t be easy for him to agree, right?
"Master Liang is quite straightforward. He didn’t beat around the bush and directly agreed, willing to ’lend’ you to the Nanhuang Daoist School."
The white-haired elder chuckled. He had been prepared for a significant effort.
After all, such matters are akin to poaching. It’s not sothing glorious to spread around.
But Master Liang didn’t make things difficult, sealing the deal with a few words.
"You don’t need to call master, but I will impart all the Nanhuang Daoist School’s inheritance to you. Master Liang encountered you, which is his fortune, enabling the future prosperity of Hong Sheng. You eting Master Liang is also your blessing, having a master who wholeheartedly cares for his disciple, it’s not easy."
The white-haired elder sighed. The master-disciple relationship is the foundation of the Old Martial Sect. Therefore, many old Martial Artists from the past valued their disciples more than their own sons.
If a son is unfilial, one can still raise another. But if a disciple goes astray, finding another with good roots is much harder.
"Master Zhang."
Qin Shi obediently called out.
His strength lies in respecting his elders.
Since he was going to learn the true inheritance of the Nanhuang Daoist School, calling the elder "master" was not out of place.
"Hey, you little rascal. Earlier you called grandfather, and now you’ve changed to master."
The white-haired elder pointed at him with a smile, but he didn’t think Qin Shi was being insincere.
He had over a hundred years of experience, having seen all kinds of people.
Youths should be lively.
Qi Wuxiang and He Lanchan, one a thug, the other a swindler, both managed to beco the top ten of the first generation, half-step Martial Gods, ultimate idols of countless youngsters in Dongxia.
"Boy, let ask you, what is it that you seek by walking the Old Martial Sect’s Limit-Breaking Road and stepping onto the Martial Arts Path?"
The white-haired elder moved his wheelchair, slowly rotating it in the room. His vitality was all contained in his flesh and blood, ensuring that the last bit of his lifespan remained steady and not quickly fading away.
"Initially, to pass the grading exam, then to get into a good university, preferably with a scholarship to relieve my elder sister’s pressure. As you can see, Master Zhang, Old Factory Street hasn’t changed much in over a dozen years. The channels for advancent are narrow, and choices are limited."
Qin Shi was very candid. Although he wanted to say sothing inspirational, facing an elder like Master Zhang who had seen many storms, any attempt to be clever would just make him fall short.
"You are quite honest."
True enough, the white-haired elder was very pleased. The pride of young geniuses, each viewing Qi Wuxiang and He Lanchan as their goals.
Only after repeatedly encountering setbacks and seeing more outstanding peers with their own eyes...
They would understand that they couldn’t even compare to the background characters in those legendary stories.
"Don’t be fooled by He Lanchan’s impressive deanor during interviews. He speaks with power, but the truth is he embarked on the Limit-Breaking Road just for a full stomach."
The white-haired elder raised his hand and gently waved it, causing an intelligent being known as Xuanming to conjure a vast starry sky.
"People’s vision is only so large. No one is born thinking they will beco a god or saint. Now your talent is gradually erging; even the Four National Universities are not out of reach.
Before, your heart was like a mountain stream, containing only things like food, exams, money, scholarships, mundane matters.
Now, your horizons broaden, and your heart is like the deep sea, able to hold more. It’s ti to ponder what you truly seek."
Qin Shi bowed his head and thought deeply. After a while, he replied:
"Master Zhang, I don’t have strong obsessions. Possibly because I have rarely faced oppression since childhood. Although life was tough, my elder sister carried most of the burden, and I still had enough to eat and wear, just not as good as others.
All I want is to proceed steadily, step by step, continuously improve and see a broader world."
The white-haired elder frowned slightly; this vision was rather average.
Being a Grandmaster Level figure, breaking through six major limits and not being stopped by the Divine Barrier.
The Divine Residence Inner World, refining Heart Intent, made it easy to discern whether Qin Shi’s words were genuine or false.
"The Star Sea is vast, almost boundless. Even Martial Gods have only touched the edge of the Galaxy, rely traversing that ancient heavenly road."
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