21: Chapter 21: The Heirloom of the Great Evolution Divine Lord!

"So Junior Brother wants the 'Great Evolution Art'. Does Junior Brother know that originally Senior Martial Brother wanted to offer this Cultivation Technique to the Sect in exchange for their help to reclaim my position as Sect Head and avenge my father? Unfortunately, the Sect Elders did not agree, and the matter was dropped. Especially after the Golden Core Elder who was friends with my father passed away, the position of Sect Head that originally belonged to me was also taken away. If not for the need for a place to settle down and Cultivate, and knowing I was powerless to seek revenge, Senior Martial Brother would have left the Sect long ago."

These words basically informed Zhao Changsheng of the entire sequence of events.

After saying this, Senior Martial Brother Lin's expression became lonely, even showing a hint of resentment, making one unable to help but feel pity. However, Zhao Changsheng shook his head, his face expressionless, and said in a somewhat cold voice:

"I have no interest in Senior Brother's life experiences; all I want is the 'Great Evolution Art'. That's why I decided to use the information I gathered to exchange with Senior Brother. But it seems Senior Brother has no interest. In that case, I shall take my leave. If Senior Brother becomes interested, you can come to my Immortal Cave to find me at any time; I will be waiting. Senior Brother, think it over carefully. Oh, one more thing: this matter concerns Senior Brother's position as Sect Head."

As he finished, a smile finally appeared on Zhao Changsheng's face, though it was merely a cold sneer.

As soon as he finished speaking, regardless of whether Senior Martial Brother Lin agreed or not, he turned and left, showing no intention of staying.

Watching Zhao Changsheng's departing back, Senior Martial Brother Lin's gaze, which was originally lonely and tinged with resentment, gained a bit more icy killing intent... After returning to his Immortal Cave, Zhao Changsheng immediately began setting up the Formations he had just acquired.

Besides the great Formation to protect the Immortal Cave and isolate Divine Thought, he had specifically bought several small Formation sets on the way back, just in case.

In addition to the Formations, he also placed various Magical Artifacts and Talismans throughout his Immortal Cave using different methods.

Because he believed that Senior Martial Brother Lin would definitely come looking for him; as long as the other party still wanted to regain the position of Sect Head, he would surely come.

Furthermore, he wasn't exactly lying; every word he said was the truth, with no falsehoods.

However, if Senior Martial Brother Lin tried to pull any tricks, then he couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

Thus, Zhao Changsheng stayed in his Immortal Cave for nearly half a month. After everything was set up and prepared, Senior Martial Brother Lin came to visit.

"Senior Martial Brother Lin, please sit. This is tea I have just brewed; please have a taste."

For Senior Martial Brother Lin's visit, Zhao Changsheng greeted him personally and even brewed a cup of tea to hand to him.

Regarding the tea Zhao Changsheng personally brewed, Senior Martial Brother Lin simply took it and placed it on the table, having no intention of drinking it, clearly worried that Zhao Changsheng might have put something in the tea.

Zhao Changsheng did not get angry at Senior Martial Brother Lin's actions; instead, his smile remained as he said:

"Senior Martial Brother Lin, have you made up your mind?"

"This is the first layer of the 'Great Evolution Art'. If the information Junior Brother gives me is useful and you promise to help me reclaim the position of Sect Head in the future, Senior Martial Brother can agree to teach the subsequent layers to Junior Brother."

Senior Martial Brother Lin's words were very cold, yet they carried a hint of sincerity.

However, the condition he proposed made Zhao Changsheng laugh.

"Helping Senior Brother reclaim the position of Sect Head? That won't do. Even if I agree, the School won't agree, and Revered Master won't agree. This isn't something I can decide on my own. I hope Senior Brother can understand. Because of this, I really cannot take it upon myself to agree to Senior Brother's request. Besides, although my Spiritual Root Aptitude is decent, if I want to condense a Golden Core and then help Senior Brother reclaim the Sect Head position, that would surely take forever. So even if I agree, Senior Brother would have to live until then."

Zhao Changsheng's words actually carried a hint of sarcasm.

But Senior Martial Brother Lin did not get angry at Zhao Changsheng's words; instead, he said calmly:

"Senior Martial Brother won't hide it from Junior Brother; I am actually only one step away from Forming the Golden Core. Before long, Senior Martial Brother is confident I can attempt to condense a Golden Core. So when the time comes, whether it's regarding longevity or reclaiming the Sect Head position, I have sufficient confidence. I hope Junior Brother can lend a helping hand; once it's done, the reward will definitely not disappoint you. To tell you the truth, our Sect's founding Ancestral Master was a Senior who was only one step away from being a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. He left behind many Legacies in the Sect. However, due to the insufficient Aptitude of us descendants over the years, we haven't been able to comprehend much. But I believe that with Junior Brother's Aptitude and potential, there will certainly be no problem. As long as Junior Brother agrees, then Senior Martial Brother can guarantee that these Legacies will be handed over to Junior Brother for your own comprehension."

The grand promise Senior Martial Brother Lin made piqued Zhao Changsheng's interest, because he knew very well who the founding Ancestral Master that Senior Martial Brother Lin spoke of was.

Divine Lord Dayan, a person of extreme brilliance. Looking at the entire Mortal Realm, there were only a handful of Cultivators who could be compared to him. Likely only Qing Yuanzi and the Ice Soul Fairy could stand alongside him.

One can imagine what his Legacy meant.

But although he was tempted, Zhao Changsheng had no intention of agreeing.

"If that were the case, the Thousand Bamboo Sect would have likely been exterminated long ago during its decline. So this so-called Legacy is actually just talk; in reality, it doesn't exist at all, right?"

Zhao Changsheng laughed, and his sarcastic words made Senior Martial Brother Lin's face turn awkward.

Because the truth was exactly as Zhao Changsheng said; this so-called Legacy was merely a legend. There had always been such a rumor, but in reality, no one had ever obtained it.

It wasn't that their School hadn't produced Cultivators with Heavenly Spiritual Roots or brilliant Cultivators, but no one had ever comprehended anything from it, not even Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators.

This had also caused their entire School to remain in decline until now, never recovering its glory or unifying the entire Far West.

This was why he was so direct in promising to let Zhao Changsheng comprehend the Legacy—because it simply couldn't be comprehended.

In fact, the Legacy might not even exist at all, so making a promise didn't really mean much; it had no practical value or significance, so there was no need to care.