Xiao Wenbing's expression suddenly froze. He looked Feng Baiyi up and down; her face was absolutely stunning, far more beautiful than Zhang Yaqi's.
A part of my body that had been weakening began to swell uncontrollably again.
Go or not?
He raised his hand slightly, then abruptly stopped in mid-air. For some reason, a chilling light and rumbling thunder suddenly flashed through his mind.
She recalled the terrifying power she displayed when dueling the old vampire and confronting the paladin.
Xiao Wenbing swallowed hard, trying his best to suppress his impulse.
Even if you force yourself on someone, you have to consider the person you're with...
Xiao Wenbing lowered his head dejectedly and said weakly, "Forget it, I'll just handle it myself."
"Junior Brother..." A loud voice came from down the mountain.
Feng Baiyi glanced at Zhang Jie, who was rapidly approaching, and suddenly a cold glint flashed in her eyes. Without even saying goodbye, she vanished into the distance.
Xiao Wenbing looked resentfully in the direction she had left, muttering to himself, "Why didn't you come an hour later?"
It's strange, though. It's normal for Zhang Yaqi to run away when she sees outsiders, but why does Feng Baiyi run away?
"Junior brother, what are you doing here?" In no time, Zhang Jie had already come up. He was very surprised to see Xiao Wenbing standing still and asked him immediately.
Xiao Wenbing sighed sadly and said, "I am currently practicing my divine skill diligently."
Zhang Jie looked at his strange posture with surprise and asked, "What kind of martial art is this?"
“Senior brother, you may not know this, but this is a supreme and orthodox Taoist skill, the Pillar of Heaven,” Xiao Wenbing said solemnly.
"A pillar supporting the sky?" Zhang Jie thought for a long time, then asked suspiciously, "Brother, I've never heard of it. Where did you learn it from, junior brother?"
Xiao Wenbing glanced at him and patiently explained, "This is the martial art that Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Mountain, taught to his disciple Zhang Wuji, who suffers from cold poison. Every morning, there must be a pillar supporting the sky."
"Oh?" Zhang Jie shook his head, indicating that he did not recognize the two people.
Xiao Wenbing waved his hand. This matter was indeed impossible to explain to anyone, so he changed the subject and asked, "Second Senior Brother, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Jie slapped his forehead, only then remembering why he had come here. He said, "Ah, I almost forgot, junior brother, you start practicing first. Is three hours enough?"
"Three hours?" Xiao Wenbing's lips twitched slightly. What do you take me for? If you're so capable, why don't you try enduring three hours yourself and show me? He said fiercely, "That's enough. What do you want to do?"
"In three hours, it will be the time for the secret recognition of the master by the Tianyi Sect. Your master wants you to go down quickly and prepare to participate."
"Secret documents? It's started so soon?"
"Yes, because the treasure bestowal ceremony went exceptionally smoothly, the ceremony for recognizing the master of the secret document was brought forward," Zhang Jie explained.
"A secret document?" Xiao Wenbing muttered to himself, then suddenly stood up and said, "In that case, Second Senior Brother, let's go."
Zhang Jie was taken aback and asked, "So fast?"
"Nonsense, seeing you, Senior Brother, I can't get hard even if I wanted to. Since I've already gone soft, of course I have to call it a day," Xiao Wenbing said irritably.
"It's gone soft?"
This time, Xiao Wenbing ignored his question and asked directly, "Second Senior Brother, did you see Yaqi when you came up?"
Zhang Jie nodded slightly and said, "Elder Zhang truly lives up to her reputation as the supreme chief elder of the Heavenly Dao Sect. She has only been cultivating for a year, yet her speed is beyond my reach."
"They're really fast," Xiao Wenbing muttered to himself.
A thought suddenly struck him: Zhang Yaqi was already at the top level of the Golden Core realm, while he, a mere mid-stage Core Formation cultivator, was trying to force himself on her—it would be like an egg hitting a rock.
"Ah... Could it be that Elder Zhang was here just now?" Zhang Jie suddenly realized something and asked in surprise.
"Indeed, I was just discussing important matters with her."
"What is it?" Zhang Jie asked curiously.
"Regarding the question of how to have children," Xiao Wenbing said shamelessly.
"What?" Zhang Jie stumbled and almost fell. He pointed at Xiao Wenbing and suddenly said, "Junior brother, you haven't even been in the Core Formation stage for three years yet."
"Yes, is there anything wrong with that?"
Zhang Jie shook his head blankly, having made up his mind that as soon as he returned to the mountain gate, he would first go and report to the old Taoist Xianyun.
Volume 4, Chapter 97: The Treasure Appointment Ceremony
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Inside the mountain gate, a considerable number of disciples had gathered. Among them, most were elites from various sects and factions.
When Xiao Wenbing arrived, there were already hundreds of people densely packed together.
He turned his head and looked around. He had met most of these people once before. They were basically the same people who had registered to enter the reading room on the platform back then.
However, compared to then, although his cultivation level had not improved, the treatment he received had undergone a complete transformation.
As he traveled, countless people greeted him and paid their respects. Thinking of how indifferent people had been to him in the past, he was filled with mixed emotions.
No matter what he was thinking, the smile on his face never faded. Whenever someone greeted him, regardless of their social status, distance, or whether he knew them or not, he would return the greeting with a smile.
He took half a day to walk what should have been a few dozen steps, and he sighed inwardly, thinking how wonderful the word "fame" truly was.
Thinking back to the treatment I received when I was unknown, and now, as an honorary elder of the Heavenly Dao Sect, it's like night and day, two completely different extremes...
Although there were quite a few people in the square, it was clear that the most important figures had not yet arrived.
Xiao Wenbing searched around but couldn't find any of the many Tribulation Transcending stage elders from the Heavenly Dao Sect, or even his own master, the Old Daoist Xianyun. Clearly, the elders of that level hadn't arrived yet.
At this moment, the most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the center of the venue.
There, two extremely beautiful women stood side by side, and in the vast square, no one dared to approach them.
Xiao Wenbing smiled slightly, strode forward, and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Feng, Yaqi."
Feng Baiyi nodded to him in greeting, which already showed that she was treating him differently. As for Zhang Yaqi, her face flushed instantly when their eyes met. Xiao Wenbing found it amusing and stepped forward to whisper in her ear, "Don't walk so fast next time."
Zhang Yaqi's face turned even redder. She turned her head away, refusing to look at him, unsure whether she had agreed or not.
"Greetings, Sect Master..." Countless voices suddenly rang out.
Xiao Wenbing composed himself and saw the Tianyi Sect Master and others slowly approaching. Suddenly, he felt a burning gaze fixed on him. Xiao Wenbing looked up and his heart skipped a beat. It was none other than his mentor, the Old Daoist Xianyun.
He was familiar with that gaze; whenever he made a serious mistake, the old Taoist priest would use it to express his deep dissatisfaction with him.
Could it be that I've made some mistake in the last few days?
Xiao Wenbing stared intently into thought, reflecting on himself. Everything had been peaceful recently, and he seemed to have done nothing rebellious.
Upon further reflection, I have realized that I have been behaving myself lately, without bullying men or women or abusing my power.
Reflecting on himself, Xiao Wenbing's gaze swept over the two slender and beautiful figures beside him. Even with such beauty before him, he remained as virtuous as Liu Xiahui, unmoved by temptation.
Xiao Wenbing sighed and gave up his plan to become a virtuous gentleman and a great man.
Never mind, even if I made a mistake, it was unintentional, and I must have done it unintentionally under unavoidable circumstances. It should be forgivable.
At the signal of the Tianyi Sect Master, Chen Shanji, the chief disciple of the Daoist sect, stepped forward and proclaimed loudly, "Fellow Daoists, three thousand years ago, before the master of the Guigu Sect, the True Man Guiguzi, ascended to the Immortal Realm, he sealed the sect's unique techniques into secret scrolls and stored them within our sect. Five hundred and seventy-one sages have subsequently performed the same act of kindness. To date, our sect possesses a total of five hundred and seventy-two scrolls. Over thousands of years, these scrolls have helped many sects find successors across generations."
The sect leader of Tianyi Sect and a group of old Taoist priests clasped their hands and shouted, "Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"
Xiao Wenbing nodded secretly. This was indeed a great act of merit, no wonder everyone had such solemn expressions.
Chen Shanji bowed to his teachers. Although he hadn't obtained the Qiankun Ring at the treasure-granting ceremony a few days ago, he had at least survived the Southern Fire Tribulation, advancing to the Nascent Soul stage. He was currently riding high, and his words were filled with joy: "Now, our sect still has 508 scrolls of secret texts waiting for a destined person. Whether you can obtain them depends on your own fortune."
He stepped back, waved his hand, and his fellow disciples behind him dared not delay, raising a huge white ribbon in the center of the wide square.
Xiao Wenbing looked closely and saw that under the white silk, three rows of tables were neatly arranged, each more than a meter apart, and on each table was a scroll of secret text.
The easternmost row has more than a hundred tables, with the largest number, at least three or four hundred, placed in the center. The tables on the west side, however, are pitifully few and far between; Xiao Wenbing counted them and found only five.
If we consider each secret letter to be placed on a table, then there are only five secret letters placed on the west side.
"Why are there so few in the west?" Xiao Wenbing asked softly.
Zhang Yaqi turned her head and whispered, "Wenbing, within the Daoist sect, all secret documents are divided into three grades."
“Third class, oh… I see. The one in the west must be the highest level and the most powerful.” Xiao Wenbing suddenly realized.
"That's not right," Zhang Yaqi said softly, denying it.
“Wait a minute? Shouldn’t the fewer the quantity, the greater the power?” Xiao Wenbing pointed to the hundreds of tables in the center and said, “It can’t be that these are the most powerful. As the saying goes, things are valued for their rarity. Even if each of these many Dao techniques is very powerful, they wouldn’t be worth much.”
The two beautiful women exchanged a glance. Xiao Wenbing deliberately lowered his voice, so that only the two women, who were so close, could hear him clearly. However, they couldn't help but find Xiao Wenbing's absurd theory somewhat amusing.
“Wenbing, how can you make such a comparison?” Zhang Yaqi suppressed a laugh and explained, “These secret scrolls were divided according to the wishes of the senior who originally stored them. The more than one hundred scrolls on the east side are all open to the public. As long as you are willing, you can copy them at will and cultivate on your own.”
"Ah, that's the least valuable one."
A faint smile suddenly appeared on Feng Baiyi's lips. Even this usually aloof fairy had undergone some subtle changes after spending a long time with Xiao Wenbing.
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Volume 4, Chapter 98: The Legend of Three Thousand Years
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"Wenbing, are you going to listen to me or not?" Zhang Yaqi said coquettishly.
"Yes, yes, I'll listen." Xiao Wenbing immediately admitted his mistake and asked, "What about these in the middle?"
"The predecessors who stored these secret manuals did so because they could not find a successor. They left behind the secret techniques of their sect and placed them here, waiting for someone with the right destiny. However, once someone learns the secret techniques, they will have the responsibility to find a disciple for the next generation to carry on the tradition."