2: Chapter 2 Tai Chi Yin Yang Divine Body

When Xuanyuan Zhanxian heard Chu Changsheng's request, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, instantly freezing in place.

His eyes widened, filled with disbelief—this high and mighty Peak Revered Master before him actually wanted to take him as a Disciple?

In his deeply ingrained perception, someone as noble as Chu Changsheng usually only encountered Prodigies with exceptional talent and powerful backgrounds; the standards for taking a Disciple were strictly outrageous.

This was an existence that a Utility Disciple as humble as dust like him would find it a luxury even to look up to.

And what about him?

He was merely an unnoticed Utility Disciple in the Xuantian Sect, even baselessly slandered as a thief who stole Cultivation Techniques, enduring cold gazes and humiliation.

Those scornful gazes, harsh words, and dodging figures had long since pressed him until he couldn't breathe.

He truly couldn't understand—what exactly about a good-for-nothing like him, who had no redeeming qualities, had caught Chu Changsheng's eye?

"Chu... Peak Revered Master Chu, this Disciple is merely a humble Utility Disciple, what virtue or ability do I have..."

Xuanyuan Zhanxian spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling slightly.

This trembling contained too many things—disbelief and shock, the panic of being flattered, the deeply buried inferiority, and a trace of cautious hope that even he himself had not noticed.

A flash of deep inferiority and confusion passed through his eyes, so thick it could not be dissolved.

He subconsciously lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Chu Changsheng's eyes.

It was as if he were as humble as dust, unworthy of conversing with this noble Peak Revered Master; as if looking one second longer would be a desecration.

However, before he could finish his sentence—he was interrupted by a gentle wave of Chu Changsheng's hand.

This waving motion was extremely light, as light as brushing a speck of dust off the corner of a garment.

Yet, landing in Xuanyuan Zhanxian's heart, it was as heavy as Mount Tai, as if it were pushing open a long-sealed door for him.

A gentle smile played on Chu Changsheng's face, like spring rain, falling softly.

His eyes were full of anticipation—so sincere that Xuanyuan Zhanxian almost wanted to shed tears.

"Those things are inconsequential."

His voice was steady and powerful, revealing a kind of gentleness that could put people at ease.

This was the peace that settled after having seen the vicissitudes of life, the sincerity and acceptance from the bottom of his heart.

"When this Revered Master takes a Disciple, I only look at affinity."

He paused, his gaze falling upon Xuanyuan Zhanxian—there was no scrutiny, no pickiness, only a pure, warm anticipation: "I wonder what you think?"

This voice was like a ray of warm sunlight, attempting to pierce through the thick haze in the depths of Xuanyuan Zhanxian's heart.

This haze was too thick, thick from accumulating for hundreds of years, so thick that he had almost forgotten the temperature of sunlight.

Xuanyuan Zhanxian's heart began to shake violently.

This shaking was like magma deep within the earth's crust, after being frozen for thousands of years, finally finding an outlet to erupt.

He was originally the high and mighty First Prince of the Great Wu Dynasty.

From the day he was born, he was placed with endless high hopes by the imperial family—those hopes were too heavy, heavy enough to crush his childhood, yet they had also warmed his years.

However, fate loves to tease people most of all.

A sudden change destroyed his Spiritual Vein, severed his path forward, and caused his Cultivation to come to a standstill.

The favor and praise that once surrounded him dissipated like passing clouds—so fast that before he could react, he had already fallen into the abyss.

Replacing them was the sharp turn in the attitude of the imperial family.

From being the center of attention to being treated with cold eyes—the transformation was so drastic it was chilling.

Eventually, he ended up in the Xuantian Sect, reduced to a Utility Disciple.

Over these years—he had endured endless humiliation in the Xuantian Sect. Every day was incredibly difficult.

But even so, he had never given up on Cultivation in his heart.

He was thinking every moment about proving to those who looked down on him—that he was definitely not the good-for-nothing they claimed.

But—no matter how hard he practiced Cultivation, no matter how he gritted his teeth and persisted in unknown corners, his Cultivation was always trapped in the Middle Stage of Qi Refining, never able to advance even half a step.

This feeling was like being trapped in an invisible cage, smashing against the four walls with all his might, but never being able to break open a path to survival.

And at this moment—the Peak Revered Master before him actually said he wanted to take him as a Disciple?

Chu Changsheng seemed to see through his concerns, his face still wearing a confident smile.

In this smile, there was a certainty that put people at ease, as if everything was under control.

"Take this Revered Master as your teacher—" He said each word slowly and heavily: "This Revered Master will surely be able to help you step back onto the path of Cultivation, to repair—" He paused, his gaze like a torch: "The Taiji Yin-Yang Divine Body."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Zhanxian's pupils shrank violently!

The contraction was so intense, as intense as if he had been fiercely poked by a needle!

He felt as if he had been frozen in place, his mind a complete blank—so blank that he forgot to breathe, so blank that even his heartbeat stopped for an instant.

He could not have imagined in any way—that his biggest secret, hidden for many years, had actually been revealed in one sentence by the Peak Revered Master before him!

This secret, he had hidden in the deepest part of his heart, so deep that even he was almost forgetting its existence.

At this moment, it had been stated so casually.

"You... how could you know?"

Xuanyuan Zhanxian's voice became sharp due to shock, the sharpness carrying a tremor, and the tremor hiding fear.

His eyes were full of fear and doubt—fear was the instinctive reaction after his secret was pried open; doubt was the shock at the unfathomable nature of the person before him.

The Taiji Yin-Yang Divine Body—had always been his most hidden secret.

Even those old monsters who had lived for thousands of years within the Great Wu Dynasty Imperial Ancestral Temple, those ancient existences with vast knowledge, had failed to see through his Physique; they only knew it was a special Physique but could not see exactly where it was special.

Yet the Peak Revered Master before him—had actually seen through everything at a single glance!

How could this not make him feel shocked?

Chu Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back, a calm smile on his face. That posture was as free and easy as an Immortal, transcendental, untainted by dust.

His words revealed an unquestionable confidence—this confidence was the certainty of his own strength, the control over fate.

"Since this Revered Master intends to take you as a Disciple—" He looked into Xuanyuan Zhanxian's eyes, saying each word clearly: "Naturally, I can see through your aptitude."

Xuanyuan Zhanxian's heart was now like a raging sea, stirring up huge waves!

These huge waves were too high, high enough to submerge the boundary between heaven and earth; too fierce, fierce enough to collapse the wall he had built in his heart out of inferiority.

In this instant—the various emotions in his heart, such as doubt, inferiority, and confusion, were all replaced by a strong hope!

This hope was like a bright lamp that suddenly lit up in the darkness, illuminating the path ahead for him!

He no longer hesitated in the slightest—with a "thump" sound! He immediately knelt and kowtowed!

The sound of him kneeling was as heavy as Mount Tai, as if he wanted to kneel all the grievances, all the suppression, and all the endurance of these years deep into the earth!

His voice was firm and full of gratitude—firmness was the certainty after finally finding a home; gratitude was the heartfelt, inexpressible thankfulness: "Disciple Xuanyuan Zhanxian—" "Greets Revered Master!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully taking a Disciple, receiving reward: one volume of the Creation-level Cultivation Technique 'Taiji Yin-Yang Divine Art'!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully taking a Disciple, receiving reward: one Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure—a yin-yang profound crystal!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully taking a Disciple, receiving reward: one volume of the Primordial Forbidden Divine Ability—the Kunpeng Treasure Technique!"

"Rewards have been distributed to the System space; the Host may retrieve them at any time."

"Holy crap!" "Holy crap!" "Holy crap!"

Listening to the continuous System notification sounds in his mind—Chu Changsheng only felt a burst of wild joy, like a surging tide, instantly submerging his entire being completely!

This wild joy was too intense, so intense that he could almost barely stand; too surging, surging enough that he could almost not breathe!

His eyes widened, his face full of uncontrollable excitement—he couldn't help but blurt out three swear words in succession, using them to fully vent the joy in his heart!

He forced himself to endure the excitement that made his heart tremble, and raised his hand with a wave—a gentle and moist Qi, just like a pair of invisible yet powerful hands, gently and steadily lifted Xuanyuan Zhanxian up.

"Since you have entered my sect, there is no need for such excessive courtesy."

He tried his best to make his voice sound steady—after all, he was a Peak Revered Master, and after all, he had just taken a Disciple, so he had to have some dignity as a Revered Master.

But the slightly trembling ending tone still inevitably revealed the waves in his heart.

These waves were surprise, relief, and also a kind of inexplicable, complex emotion that even he himself could not explain clearly.

Xuanyuan Zhanxian stood respectfully, his eyes full of anticipation and longing.

The anticipation was too scorching, scorching enough to almost ignite the air; the longing was too urgent, urgent enough to make one's heart ache.

"Revered Master, you just said you could help this Disciple repair the Divine Body..."

His voice carried caution, carried probing, and carried a kind of near-humble carefulness—fearing that this was just a dream too beautiful to be real, which would shatter like a bubble if touched even slightly.

In this tone, too many stories were hidden.

These stories were the endurance of decades, the fear of hoping again after countless disappointments, the complex state of mind interwoven with the longing for and fear of the light after falling into the bottom of the valley.

Chu Changsheng smiled slightly. This smile was comfort, a promise, and also a silent certainty.

"No rush, first follow this Revered Master back to the peak."

After speaking, he hurriedly and eagerly communicated with the System in his heart— "System, I've already made big claims, you absolutely must not tell me you have no way!"

At this moment, although he was pretending to be calm on the surface, he was secretly worried inside—after all, the promise had already been made; if he couldn't fulfill it, not only would his dignity be swept away in front of his Disciple, but it might also cause his Disciple to fall into despair again.

This despair would be even more cruel than never having seen hope. He didn't want that.

"Ding! Host, the yin-yang profound crystal is a divine object of heaven and earth; refining the yin-yang profound crystal is enough to break the Seal and repair the Taiji Yin-Yang Divine Body." The System responded.

Once Chu Changsheng heard this—the heavy stone in his heart immediately fell! His whole person instantly relaxed, his tight nerves finally able to take a breath.

On his face, he still maintained that inscrutable smile—this was the composure belonging to a Revered Master, the anchor that put the Disciple at ease.

Then he waved his sleeve and said with great style: "Disciple, follow this Revered Master."

As soon as the words fell—light flashed around the two of them! Just like two streaks of light cutting through the sky, in an instant they returned to the top of Changsheng Peak!

These streaks of light were too fast, fast enough that people couldn't react; too beautiful, beautiful enough to intoxicate people.

Once back at the top of Changsheng Peak, Chu Changsheng led Xuanyuan Zhanxian straight to the cultivation secret room.

He sat cross-legged on the prayer mat, his posture composed, like an old monk entering meditation. His palm facing upward, he flipped it gently—the [yin-yang profound crystal] rewarded by the System slowly floated out!

Only to see this crystal—its whole body crystal clear, like the top-tier jade in the world, emitting a soft and charming luster.

This luster was too soft, soft like moonlight shining on the lake surface; too charming, charming enough that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

The black and white Qi, like two agile and spiritual dragons, intertwined and flowed inside the crystal, wrapping around each other—every time they intertwined, they performed the mystery of Yin and Yang generating each other; every time they flowed, they told of the true meaning of the Dao of heaven and earth.

Faintly, it was also accompanied by bursts of the sound of the Dao that seemed to come from the ancient times—this sound was too ancient, ancient as if it came from the beginning of heaven and earth; too mysterious, mysterious enough to intoxicate one's mind. It seemed to be telling the deepest secret in heaven and earth.

The moment the yin-yang profound crystal appeared—Xuanyuan Zhanxian only felt that the long-abandoned Taiji Yin-Yang Divine Body within his body, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years, had faintly shown a trace of palpitation at this moment!

This palpitation was extremely light, light enough to be almost imperceptible; yet it was extremely heavy, heavy enough to make his whole body shake!

This was the resonance from the depths of his Bloodline, the instinctive response of his body, it was—the hope that had finally been awakened after sleeping for too long, too long!

This sudden change made his whole body shake violently! His eyes were full of shock and surprise—shock was the awe of the divine object before him; surprise was the wild joy after seeing hope!

His voice trembled slightly due to excitement as he asked: "Revered Master, what... what exactly is this thing?"

Chu Changsheng pretended to be indifferent, his expression as calm as water, as if the object before him was just a common item, not worth mentioning.

But beneath this calmness, what was hidden was the care for his Disciple, the cherishing of this Revered Master-Disciple bond.

He said slowly: "This object is called the yin-yang profound crystal, containing the power of the Yin and Yang Origin—" He paused, his gaze falling on Xuanyuan Zhanxian, that gaze holding incomparable certainty and warmth: "It can repair your Divine Body."

Upon hearing this—Xuanyuan Zhanxian trembled violently with excitement!

The trembling was a tremor coming from the depths of his Soul; the trembling was the wild joy that could finally be released after being suppressed for more than ten years!

He seemed to see the turning point of fate right before his eyes, that he was about to get rid of the predicament of many years—this predicament was too long, so long that he had almost forgotten the taste of freedom.

He slowly bent down and bowed deeply.

The depth of this bending was deep, deep as if he wanted to bend his entire body and heart down; the weight of the kowtow was heavy, heavy as if it carried all his gratitude and anticipation.

His voice carried endless gratitude—this was the heartfelt thankfulness that could not be expressed in words: "Revered Master's great kindness—" "This Disciple will never forget it for eternity!"

Chu Changsheng waved his hand, signaling him not to do so. "Do not be overly courteous, calm your mind and focus—" He said each word clearly, lightly and heavily: "Wait for this Revered Master to refine this object for you."

After speaking—he stretched out his fingertip and gently tapped the yin-yang profound crystal.

In an instant! The yin-yang profound crystal immediately bloomed with brilliant light!

This brilliance was too bright, bright as if thousands of stars were shining at the same time; too dazzling, dazzling enough that people could almost not look directly at it!

The light was so dazzling that it made people unable to open their eyes, yet it was so warm that it made people want to shed tears.

The black and white Qi, like two dragons and snakes breaking free from shackles—spiraled and danced! The Aura was majestic! Slowly merging into Xuanyuan Zhanxian's body!

This merging was like spring water returning to the sea, like tired birds returning to their nests, like—a child lost for many years, finally finding the way home.