The reason why Caiyun Pavilion values identity and tokens so much is largely because the sect garnts distributed here are all magic treasures once they fall into the hands of an Inner Sect Disciple.
"You must be Jiang Feng, right? Yesterday this old man was caught up with so matters and missed the sect examination. I heard there was a Foundation Establishnt Stage disciple who overca nurous talents to erge victorious. It must have been you. The last ti soone caused such a sensation upon entry, I’m afraid we would have to look back a hundred years."
"As for you, I have also heard, Young Master Yan from the Yan Family of Zhang county, similarly outstanding performance has won the praise of many supervising disciples. At such a young age mastering such exquisite finger techniques, truly a fragrant mastery."
"If it weren’t for the last mont when you two collided, this examination would likely have been stolen by your brilliance. But now, it looks like the disciples of the Sword Immortal are still slightly ahead."
"Young Master Yan, your family elders are old acquaintances of mine. If you wanted to join the sect, it need not be so troubleso; a word would suffice. I heard that this year there were several notable talents. Just one look and this old man knew the assertions were true. Very good, very good."
Although the voice was sowhat unpleasant, the words spoken did not skimp on their praise at all. Jiang Feng quickly bowed his head in a gesture of humility and even said, "Senior, you flatter ."
However, Yan Fengchun looked slightly surprised but quickly realized who this was. Although it had not been specifically ntioned at ho, he had overheard plenty of conversations among his elders. Born into a noble family, Yan Fengchun knew far more about the Cultivation World, both from family knowledge and exposure, than soone grassroots like Jiang Feng.
"So, you are the Mr. Hong that grandfather often ntions? I recall hearing in my childhood that you and my grandfather once set out from Yong Mountain and subdued the Twelve Earthly Fiends over three years. I never expected to et you in person today."
The facial muscles twitched slightly, and the corners of the mouth curved up a bit, making the expression look...ferocious and frightening.
Ah, it’s just facial paralysis. It’s apparent Mr. Hong was attempting a warm and friendly smile, but due to so lack of control over his facial muscles, it turned out rather grim.
No wonder he almost never appears in public.
"When you go back, rember to send your grandfather my regards."
"Most certainly!"
After exchanging pleasantries, it beca evident from this brief conversation that the so-called Cultivation still monopolizes, seemingly open to all talented individuals in the world, yet the ones who climb the ranks are always those noble family disciples.
The upper layers know each other and keep in contact. If Yan Fengchun desired, he could also join the sect directly. With his status and talent, he could easily make waves. His talent is undeniable.
But more importantly, his family could provide him with ample cultivation resources, an excellent environnt, and tailor-made magic treasures. That’s why Yan Fengchun could achieve Core Formation at such a young age, ultimately forming a closed loop.
Adequate cultivation resources allow one to maintain a higher realm than their peers, a higher realm allows one to enjoy more cultivation resources within the sect, and so the cycle continues from generation to generation. This is why centuries-old Cultivation Families often erge.
Yet, Senior Hong evidently didn’t focus his attention on Yan Fengchun. This lad’s talent was decent but not top-notch and directly turned his head towards Jiang Feng.
"Well-channeled ridians, clear Sword Heart, superior physique, truly a fine prospect for sword cultivation. I see your breathing technique is still immature. You have the Five Elents Spirit Root but lack a ntal thod. I guess you’ve only stepped on the immortal path not long ago, huh? Three years? Two years? Or perhaps a year?"
A shock to the heart!
He knew that Purple Cloud Palace was teeming with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. His senior sister had repeatedly warned him not to court death and had repeatedly applied seals to his Dantian, to prevent the remnant soul of Demon Night True Monarch from escaping, leading to exposure.
But he never expected it to be this severe, rely getting close and being noticed in a few glances?
He glanced around subconsciously, not very willing to expose his secrets in front of others, but upon turning his head, he realized that the people around seed normal, their expressions even a bit puzzled, as if they saw nothing unusual, not even aware of their presence.
"Rest assured, I have so understanding of The Art of the Six Jia and Six Ding."
But the elderly man did not continue to inquire, although he seed to have his answer the mont he asked, especially after seeing Jiang Feng’s changing expression, he knew that this young man was probably indeed only a year into cultivation.
Without further ado, he simply passed two garnts.
"It’s been fifty years since I last went to the back yard to collect garnts from Swordmaster Peak. Over these fifty years, Swordmaster Peak has been in decline, which I have watched with urgency."
"Fortunately, Heaven has been kind, leaving a bloodline for Swordmaster Peak, and an astonishing talent like Nephew Liu. Although she hasn’t taken any disciples over the years, although you’re entering directly under Liu Jian, she should be teaching on behalf of her master."
"Although these two sect garnts are not of high grade, they are still magic treasures. They can slightly accelerate the circulation of Spiritual Energy, especially when running the Purple Cloud Divine Technique of our Purple Cloud Palace, they can make the process twice as effective with half the effort. Make good use of them."
Nodding.
When it cos to the matters of the previous generation, Jiang Feng had no place to chi in. He wasn’t even sure what relationship this elder had with his senior sister, but from the tone, it seed like the elder was of the sa generation as his own master.
The muscles on his cheeks twitched again, making Jiang Feng’s heart pound with fear. He wasn’t exaggerating when he said that Senior Hong’s smile had an extrely intimidating effect, capable of making children cry.
Surprisingly, the old man simply moved his hand behind his back, then took sothing out and placed it directly in front of Jiang Feng.
"This is..."
His expression carried a bit of confusion.
What was placed on the counter was a block of blackish stone, about the size of a fist, along with two bottles of Elixirs. Judging from the patterns on them, one bottle was related to the "soul," and the other seed to deal with "energy."
"This is teor iron. I have no real treasures at my disposal, except for nding arrays and magic treasures occasionally, which is all I can handle. So, these are all I can offer."
"Take this teor iron to Chi Xiao Peak, and let that old youngster personally refine a suitable weapon for you. At the very least, it could be forged into a treasure-grade item. With this teor iron as the base, it’s not impossible to achieve even a Supre-grade in the future."
"Soul Nourishing Pills are for your soul cultivation, while Spirit Ascending Pills can enhance your realm. Currently, your physique is quite capable, but your soul and energy are your weak points, although you can fight against those at the Core Formation Stage with various thods."
"But after all, it’s surpassing cultivation levels. If one day you encounter soone else with Great Divine Power, your cultivation will certainly suffer. Rectify this as soon as possible, and perhaps, in the sect tournant two years from now, I might see your presence."
"You may take these few items for now. If you fancy anything else in the future, just co here and pick as you wish, I will notify in advance."
He was dumbstruck.
Mouth agape.
Although he was unfamiliar with Elixirs, just seeing those priceless Jade Bottles let him know how precious the contents were for enhancing realm and soul.
Such items, not just a bottle, even a single pill alone could cause a bloody storm outside!
And why would he give them to him? Hence, his head shook like a rattle drum.
"Senior, I cannot accept rewards without rit. Your gifts are too generous. I will accept these clothes, but I dare not take the rest, as I might never be able to repay..."
"Take it."
Undisguisedly interrupting, the twitching in his face still visible.
Senior Hong was still trying very hard to smile.
"You are quite honest."
"Let clarify, this is a paynt of debt, the debt I originally owed your master."
"That old youngster has remained unmarried and alone his entire life. After several centuries, the sect owes a lot of favors. Nephew Liu has no use for these, so it seed better to send you over to receive the paynt."
The expression on Jiang Feng’s face suddenly stiffened.
No wonder, no wonder his sister had him co here personally and even disallowed Lin Jiangxian from accompanying him; it turned out he was sent to collect the debt paynt?
Looking at the items on the counter, the youth felt sowhat bittersweet.
But soon, the old man’s voice lost its previous hoarseness and took on a slightly sinister tone.
"There are still magic treasures, weapons, dicinal herbs, and many such shops around, mostly managed by us old folks. Young lad, it’s up to you to decide how to handle it."
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