God, bless my Xianjiang Sect!

“How exactly did you do it?”

After a long while, Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong took a deep breath and asked Zhong Qing.

“Mainly, my Disciple is exceptionally intelligent and hardworking,” Zhong Qing said with a smile.

“Hardworking, my foot…” Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong almost blurted out another national essence. What kind of hard work could take someone from zero to Chen Xuan Realm in just over a month?

As for exceptional intelligence, that was even more ridiculous.

Had they not seen the results of that talent test?

However, Zhong Qing was clearly unwilling to say, so he didn't press further.

But this trip to Mufu Peak today left him deeply unsettled for a long time.

It also once again refreshed his judgment of Zhong Qing.

It further added a few layers of mystery to Zhong Qing in his heart.

“Sect Master, why don’t you stay for a meal?” Zhong Qing offered to keep him.

“No, no,” Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong stood up, ready to leave, refusing sternly and severely.

Staying here for one more minute intensified the feeling that he had lived his entire life in vain.

Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong transformed into a streak of light and departed from Mufu Peak.

Upon returning to Immortal River Main Peak, he once again summoned the Peak Masters and Elders of the Sect.

Everyone was seated.

“Sect Master, did you give the Wang-level Skill to Zhong Qing?” the Grand Elder was the first to speak.

Following the question, everyone turned their gaze to Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong.

“No, I did not,” Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong said.

“No?” Everyone exchanged glances, unable to help but ask, “Could something unexpected have happened?”

Everyone’s expressions showed tension.

They couldn't help but wonder if there was an issue with the Talisman, and the Wang-level Skill had failed.

Just as everyone's expressions were tense, Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong suddenly smiled mysteriously and declared loudly, “Everyone, you are all overthinking it. I announce that in the future, my Immortal River Sect will surely rise and reach the Holy Land!”

Saying that, he directly pulled out eight Wang-level Skills and shouted loudly, “Not only did I not deliver the Cultivation Technique, that kid even gave me eight Wang-level Skills in return!”

“You tell me, with these eight Wang-level Skills, isn't becoming a Holy Land just around the corner?!”

“What?!”

“Eight Wang-level Skills?”

Upon hearing this, the entire hall erupted in an uproar.

One by one, they stood up with red eyes, looking at the eight Wang-level Skills Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong had slapped on the table, wishing they could pounce on them immediately.

“Sect Master, is this true? You can’t fool this old man,” the Third Elder asked, trembling.

“Yes, Sect Master, I am old, I can’t take such a fright,” the Grand Elder asked incoherently.

“How could Sect Leader deceive you all?”

Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong waved his large hand, pushing the eight Cultivation Techniques forward, and said, “You may examine them yourselves.”

At this moment.

The Peak Masters and Elders rushed towards the eight Wang-level Skills like hungry wolves pouncing on prey.

“Let me see, let me see, let me see.”

“Don’t snatch it.”

“I am the Grand Elder, I’ll look first.”

Everyone vied to verify their authenticity.

When they confirmed that all eight Wang-level Skills were real, several old men wept with joy, throwing their arms open and howling to the sky.

“Heaven protects my Immortal River Sect!”

“Indeed, with these eight Wang-level Skills, why should my Immortal River Sect worry about not prospering!”

These old men were teary-eyed.

Their ancestors had been people of the Immortal River Sect for generations, and they themselves were born and raised in the Immortal River Sect.

To see the hope of the Immortal River Sect's future rise, they were naturally overjoyed.

“Alright, Elders, Peak Masters, you are all loyal to my Immortal River Sect. You may all prioritize Cultivating these Wang-level Skills,” Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong said generously, directly.

“Thank you, Sect Master.”

Everyone thanked him, each as excited as a child. With these Wang-level Skills, their future potential could increase by at least one major Realm.

“You don’t need to thank me; if you must thank someone, thank Zhong Qing,” Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong laughed loudly.

“Yes, we should indeed thank Zhong Qing properly.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, but doubts arose in their hearts.

“But Sect Master, how did Zhong Qing come to possess these eight Wang-level Skills?”

“Indeed, these are eight Wang-level Skills, not cabbages!”

“I don’t know either!” Sect Leader Xuan Yuanhong exclaimed with emotion.

In fact, because he had seen more than the other Elders, his inner doubts were even greater.

Regarding talent.

An eighteen or nineteen-year-old bone age, yet his strength could instantly kill a Moon Profound Realm.

Regarding generosity.

He casually produced eight Wang-level Skills.

Regarding teaching.

He cultivated the white-grade Disciple Lin Feng from zero to Chen Xuan Realm in one month.

No matter the dimension, it seemed like nothing could be explained by common sense…

Meanwhile, on Mufu Peak.

After Lin Feng had taken care of all the daily chores, even folding Zhong Qing’s quilt, he found Zhong Qing.

“Master, I previously requested to descend the mountain once I reached Chen Xuan Realm, so I ask Master to grant my wish,” Lin Feng said respectfully.

“Of course,” Zhong Qing said with a smile.

Ever since he took this young Disciple, he knew the child had something on his mind. Now that he had achieved sufficient strength, he naturally wanted to go down the mountain to deal with it, so how could he refuse?

“Thank you, Master.”

Lin Feng quickly thanked him.

Just as he was about to leave, Zhong Qing called out to him again.

“Does Master have any other instructions?” Lin Feng quickly asked.

“Since I’m free lately, I’ll go down the mountain with you,” Zhong Qing thought for a moment and then said.

To be frank, Zhong Qing was still worried about Lin Feng going down the mountain alone.

Although he knew Lin Feng still had an old man in a ring, Lin Feng himself only had the Cultivation of Chen Xuan Realm, which was still not safe enough.

Upon seeing that Zhong Qing actually wanted to go down the mountain with him, Lin Feng immediately showed a look of flattered surprise.

“Disciple, no matter what you need to do on this trip down the mountain, go ahead and do it boldly. Master will always be behind you, supporting you,” Zhong Qing stroked Lin Feng’s head and said with a soft smile.

“Thank you, Master.”

Lin Feng thanked him respectfully.

Eastern Region.

Besides the various Sects, there were also several large nations standing.

Tianlan Nation.

Fengtian City.

This place was several thousand miles away from the Immortal River Sect.

Under Zhong Qing’s full-speed flight with Lin Feng, they quickly arrived in Fengtian City.

On the second floor of a small tavern in Fengtian City, the Master and Disciple sat by the window, ordering two liang of beef, a plate of peanuts, and two pots of strong liquor.

“Look, isn’t that Lin Feng from the Lin Family?”

“Yes, he was deeply affected when the Murong Family broke off their engagement with him and ran away from home. We thought he had died outside, but who would have thought he’d return.”

“Sigh, he’s a tragic child, but having no strength is a sin!”

“But who is that sitting with him? He looks extraordinary.”

“What if he looks extraordinary? If he were truly a major figure, why would he be sitting with Lin Feng?”