Wang Chen produced the Heavenly Master’s Token.
Each Guarding Heavenly Master sent out by the West Sea Sect received a Jade Token to prove their identity.
But its use was not limited to this.
The Heavenly Master’s Token was also a Spiritual Artifact, with the effects of Body Protection, Evil-Repelling, and calming the mind; moreover, it could freely change its shape, transforming into a Jade Pendant, a Taoist Hairpin, and it could be worn on the body.
Additionally, the Heavenly Master’s Token could test one’s Root Bone.
Guarding Heavenly Masters stationed abroad might stay in a locality for three to five years, or even longer.
Freshly arrived and unfamiliar with the place, there was a need to cultivate trusted aides.
The Heavenly Master’s Token’s this function was quite useful.
Not to ntion, it could also help the sect discover untapped cultivation geniuses lost in the countryside!
It could even be seen as a benefit.
Noticing the young ng Fei’s spirituality, Wang Chen had the idea to bring out the Heavenly Master’s Token.
He prepared to test the other party’s Root Bone.
If the other party truly had potential, Wang Chen would not mind forming a good connection.
"Co,"
he said to ng Fei, "drop a drop of blood on it."
Looking at the brilliant Jade Slip before him, ng Fei was sowhat bewildered, completely unaware of Wang Chen’s intention.
But this young man, who had long been involved in the marketplace and experienced many hardships, was not corrupted in spirit and was extrely clever.
Knowing that Wang Chen would not harm him, he rely hesitated for an instant before pulling out the dagger at his waist, cutting his finger, and letting the fresh blood from the wound drip onto the Jade Slip.
The young man tentatively asked, "Immortal Master, is this okay?"
Wang Chen nodded, his gaze falling on the Jade Slip.
ng Fei’s fresh blood was instantly absorbed by the Heavenly Master’s Token, leaving the surface of the Spiritual Artifact emanating a faint blood light.
In just a mont, a wisp of misty Spiritual Energy rose up, condensing into nearly translucent cloud patterns.
One cloud pattern, two, three…
In the blink of an eye, eight cloud patterns had ford above the Heavenly Master’s Token.
Eight-Stripe Root Bone!
At this mont, Wang Chen truly felt his heart racing.
The cloud patterns were a manifestation of spirituality; the stronger the innate talent of the Root Bone, the greater the number of patterns condensed.
If one possessed an innate talent for Immortal Cultivation, the lowest would be one pattern, with the highest being nine patterns!
ng Fei actually possessed an Eight-Stripe Root Bone. Such high talent, even when placed among the cloud-like cultivators of the West Sea Sect, was among the top.
As for a Nine-Stripe Root Bone, it was a naturally occurring Taoist Foundation that one could only encounter but not seek.
An Eight-Stripe Root Bone was already extrely rare.
Yet such a talent had to struggle silently for survival in dark caverns—truly a lantable waste!
With ng Fei’s aptitude, had he been carefully nurtured from a young age and provided with ample resources,
not to ntion reaching the Purple Mansion or Golden Core stages, even attaining the Nascent Soul stage could have been possible!
Unfortunately, he had missed the optimal ti for Foundation Establishnt, and his future might not be so bright.
Of course, if he had not encountered Wang Chen, this talented young man might have ended up dead on the streets one day; let alone Golden Core or Nascent Soul stages, even attaining the Qi Cultivation Realm would have been wishful thinking!
Seeing Wang Chen’s solemn expression, ng Fei also beca a bit anxious, "Immortal Master, is there sothing wrong with ?"
Wang Chen shook his head and waved his hand, dispersing the cloud patterns on the Heavenly Master’s Token.
He asked, "What Cultivation Technique have you been practicing?"
This was what puzzled Wang Chen the most.
With ng Fei’s qualifications, he had yet to Break Threshold despite five years of Shedding Mortality—could it be that the Eight-Stripe Root Bone was false?
"Mysterious Origin Skill." Stay tuned for updates on empire
ng Fei took out a thin booklet from his chest, "I taught myself."
He treasured this booklet of the Cultivation Technique as if it were a precious gem, never leaving his side.
But ng Fei didn’t believe Wang Chen would covet his Cultivation Technique.
In fact, if Wang Chen wanted it, he would be more than happy to offer it with both hands, as he had already morized its contents by heart.
Mysterious Origin Skill?
Wang Chen pondered briefly, unable to find any matching content in his mory.
That was normal; the Mountain and Sea Realm was vast beyond asure, with countless Immortal Sects and an even greater number of cultivation techniques.
There was too much he had neither seen nor heard of!
Wang Chen asked, "May I have a look?"
"Of course."
ng Fei hastily replied, "I am willing to offer it to the Immortal Master."
Wang Chen couldn’t help but let out a wry laugh, "Why would I need your cultivation technique!"
The Innate Five Elents Skill he cultivated pointed straight to the Golden Core path; it was impossible for him to switch to another fundantal cultivation technique.
How could he take a fancy to the other’s secret technique!
After flipping through a few pages of the cultivation manual, Wang Chen handed it back to ng Fei.
He inquired, "Where did you get this cultivation technique from?"
ng Fei hesitated a mont before answering, "I found it."
In reality, he had found it on a corpse. Several years ago, he stumbled upon two cultivators who had fought to their deaths, and he had found this cultivation manual on one of them.
Back then, ng Fei had treated it like a priceless treasure and started to practice according to the manual’s content on his own.
Yet he had never beco a true cultivator.
"Stop practicing it from now on."
Wang Chen said, "This manual has many mistakes and omissions, you’re lucky you didn’t end up suffering from deviation."
Wang Chen truly admired the other; to practice blindly with a found manual and yet not encounter any grave problems was astonishing.
It was hard to tell whether his luck was good or bad!
In fact, anyone with a bit of common sense in the path of cultivation wouldn’t use these kinds of handwritten manuals to practice.
"The Law Must Not Be Transmitted Lightly," the transmission of techniques within sects was extrely strict, and the Spirit Light Law Seeds given to disciples all had a Magic Seal Spell attached, allowing only personal cultivation and no private instruction to others.
As for these kinds of secret manuals, many were deliberately spread by Immortal Cultivation sects, filled with all kinds of errors.
Often, unscrupulous rchants would use them to deceive beginners.
"Ah?"
ng Fei was struck as if by thunder; he was completely dumbfounded.
In his dreams, he had never imagined that what he treasured as a life-changing gem was actually a sham.
Five years of hardship and pain in cultivation had all turned into a joke!
Looking at the young man’s distraught state, Wang Chen could not help but feel sympathy, "Fortunately, you haven’t practiced it into disaster; there’s still a chance to change and rebuild your Root Bone..."
Speaking of which, Wang Chen paused suddenly in his heart.
Improper practice of a cultivation technique could indeed damage one’s Root Bone and Taoist Foundation.
ng Fei had been practicing a fake technique under such harsh conditions, and he had just shown an Eight-Stripe Root Bone.
Could his natural Root Bone have the potential to be even higher?
Damn!
Rembering his own pathetic Root Bone score, Wang Chen deeply lanted the injustice of fate.
People really are not the sa!
This ng Fei might very well be a child blessed by fate, his early hardships rely nourishnt for his future rise!
"I beg the Immortal Master for guidance!"
As Wang Chen was lost in thought, ng Fei suddenly knelt before him with a thud, knocking his head on the ground repeatedly, "I am willing to work like an ox or a horse to repay your kindness!"
In the courtyard, a few children who didn’t understand the situation, seeing their elder brother kneel and beg, thought he had offended Wang Chen. They all turned pale with fright and hurriedly knelt down as well.
Wang Chen, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, helped ng Fei to his feet, "There’s no need for that, I’ll help you."
Then he suddenly realized sothing.
If ng Fei truly was a child of destiny, did that make him, in so sense, his benefactor?
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