Chapter 778 - Chi Lu
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The residence of Green Cloud Pavilionâs sect was located twenty li to the east of Wenxi County, atop a mountain that was not particularly imposing.Like other organizations in this land, they abided by the laws of Yong Country.
The scenery here was serene, with pavilions stretching endlessly.
Although it could not compare with the magnificence of Lingxiao Pavilion, there was a distinct grandeur all its own.
Without realizing it, Jiang Wang had already been living here for over half a month.
Every day, other than cultivating, he followed Feng Ming around, playing the role of an attendant diligently.
He helped Feng Ming make an impression while making sure not to stand out himself.
In any situation, he was proactive about taking the blame for Feng Ming.
He had wandered through many places in Green Cloud Pavilion, but the lost building of Cloud Top Fairy Palace was still nowhere to be found.
During this period, he had participated in the Blessed Land challenge on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month and ended up at the forty-ranked Bochi Mountain.
He hadnât fought much on the Discussion Platform, so even though he had won consecutive battles, he had still not broken into the top hundred of the Inner Mansion Realm.
He talked less with Zhongxuan Sheng, as he was diligently cultivating and chasing after time, with little leisure for idle chat.
No other significant events occurred in Linzi; everything was as usual.
He had sparred with Zuo Guangshu several times.
Without using Divine Skills and sealing his second Inner Mansion, the outcomes were evenly matched.
The several bone secret techniques obtained from burning Dark Candle were all contributed to the Demonstration Platform, earning him over ten thousand points of Dao.
But there was still a distance to go before unlocking the fourth level of the Demonstration Platform, requiring thirty thousand DaoâŚ
These various matters scattered across time.
Yet the most important goal, the lost building of Cloud Top Fairy Palace that Jiang Wang was single-mindedly searching for, was always elusive.
During these past half a month or more, he had taken the opportunity to explore all accessible places that Feng Ming had access to without any discovery.
Compared to the ease with which he acquired information from Lingkong Hall and Yunxiao Pavilion, Green Cloud Pavilion had already consumed too much of his time.
Yong Country was not a place to stay for long; even cultivating here was constrained.
After all, his current identity was merely that of a disciple from Xiyun Sword Sect in Ascending Dragon Realm.
He had to be cautious at all times not to reveal strength beyond his cultivation level.
He must find a way to enter the core secret areas, go to places like the sectâs forbidden land⌠Jiang Wang thought to himself, pondering silently.
His current identity was a formally listed disciple of Green Cloud Pavilion, valued by Feng Yue, close to Feng Ming, and had shown remarkable performance.
In just over half a month, he had almost blended into the core disciples.
But this identity still did not grant him the freedom to enter the core secret areas of Green Cloud Pavilion.
Moreover, for a long time to come, his current identity was as far as he could reach.
Without being born into the Feng or Chi branches, the highest pinnacle of his endeavors was to become the only non-clan Sect Guardian of Green Cloud Pavilion.
The current non-clan Sect Guardian was still very youngâŚ
Normal methods were futile, and he did not have that much time to âstruggleâ in just a Green Cloud Pavilion.
With that time, once he established the Holy Tower and became an Outer Building powerhouse, coming back to forcibly take it might even be faster.
If he was to take a risk, he needed to carefully weigh the strength of Green Cloud Pavilion.
Feng Ming prided himself as a disciple of a famous sect, with ambitions higher than the sky, but the sects within Yong Country truly had nothing to boast about.
Green Cloud Pavilion was nothing compared to the true famous sects.
If Green Cloud Pavilion had even one God Arrives powerhouse, they would not have shown such deference to the Wei Ning Marquisâs mansion.
The sect master of Green Cloud Pavilion was only at the peak of Outer Building, Sect Guardian Feng Yue was merely two realms into Outer Building, and the other three guardians could not possibly surpass the Outer Building level.
So all in all, Green Cloud Pavilion had at most five Outer Building powerhouses.
Judging by Feng Yueâs proactive demeanor, perhaps even fewer.
Because he clearly had his sights set on the position of sect master, which indicated that his current level of cultivation was not too low among the higher-ups in Green Cloud Pavilion.
Considering five Outer Building powerhouses, could he escape if his actions were exposed?
âSonghai!â A warm call from a distance forced Jiang Wang to temporarily suppress his thoughts.
From the voice alone, he knew who it was.
, one of the four Sect Guardians of Green Cloud Pavilion.
Previously, he had discussed swordsmanship with fellow disciples of Green Cloud Pavilion.
To be taken seriously in a foreign place, mere flattery and sycophancy would not suffice; one must display their own value.
Helping Feng Ming devise strategies at the Wei Ning Marquisâs mansion was one way to show it, but since Feng Ming had taken all the credit for those achievements, Green Cloud Pavilion was still unaware of âYu Songhaiâsâ value.
Therefore, when discussing swordsmanship, he intentionally displayed some insights, easily convincing several disciples who were discussing with him and earning their respect.
But what he did not anticipate was that the conversation eventually reached the ears of this guardian of the Chi Lu Sect.
It was said to coincide with his own understanding of the Sword Dao, which delighted him greatly, and from then on, he looked at Jiang Wang with new esteem.
âSect Guardian, sir.â Jiang Wang welcomed him with a smile.
No matter what his true feelings were, as a disciple of the Green Cloud Pavilion, he couldnât be anything less than utterly respectful to the Sect Guardian.
âAh, Iâve said before, we are friends regardless of age, thereâs no need for such formalities!â
was about fifty or so, fond of wearing long robes with flowing sleeves, and had an unrestrained and easygoing air about him, not very strict about etiquette.
As he walked down the mountain, he grabbed Jiang Wangâs hand and headed to the side, âThe sword technique from last time, letâs go over it again.â
Jiang Wang, of course, did not want to go over any sword techniques with him.
It was not that Chi Luâs swordsmanship was of no meritâin fact, quite the opposite.
The manâs swordsmanship was extremely impressive, with a clear sense of understanding, providing some enlightenment to Jiang Wangâs own Sword Dao.
However, Jiang Wang couldnât fully display his understanding, constantly needing to be mindful of his âtalent,â controlling it to a level that would earn Chi Luâs approval without exceeding the identity of Yu Songhai.
It was extremely difficult.
The higher the expertise in Sword Dao, the harder it was to hide.
Jiang Wang did not want his long-hidden talent to be exposed by any inadvertent sword-related remark and be discovered by Chi Lu.
He always preferred to avoid it when possible.
âElder Brother Feng Ming has matters to discuss with me laterâŚâ Jiang Wang said, feigning difficulty.
âDonât worry about it.â Chi Lu didnât even turn his head, âWhen I came just now, I had already sent him on an errand, he wonât be able to disturb us for a while.â
Jiang Wang: âŚ
The relationship between the Feng and Chi Branches was strange, clearly very competitive, yet often close-knit.
Perhaps this was related to the intermarriage between the branches over many years.
For instance, when Chi Lu casually instructed something, Feng Ming had to comply.
This was not because of Chi Luâs status as the Sect Guardian, but because he was a senior relative to Feng Ming, with a genuine blood connection.
Unable to refuse, he had to face it.
With utmost concentration and treading on thin ice, Jiang Wang discussed swordsmanship with Chi Lu and once again won his praiseâŚ
Jiang Wang took a long breath, feeling more drained than if he had engaged in a swordfight.
âYour talent in Sword Dao is truly commendable.â
At the peak of the mountain they frequented, Chi Lu looked at Jiang Wang with great admiration, exclaiming ceaselessly, âAlthough you lack a deep understanding in some areas, it is only limited by your mentoring lineage, not by a vast enough horizons.
Your talent cannot be hidden, I have high hopes for your future.â
âYou flatter me, Sect Guardian,â Jiang Wang replied, with Chi Lu repeatedly asking him to be more casual but Jiang Wang persisting in maintaining the hierarchy and full courtesy.
âYour swordsmanship is truly awe-inspiring for the younger generation; I fear I could hardly match one ten-thousandth of it in this lifetime.â
smiled modestly, obviously very pleased with his own skill in swordsmanship.
But suddenly he sighed, âUnfortunately, I have no son to pass my knowledge to, and I do not know whom to entrust it.â
His gaze upon Jiang Wang was very telling.
Jiang Wang: âŚ
You want me to call you father?
One strike and youâll be gone, do you believe me?
He was inwardly helpless but outwardly said, âSect Guardian, you are in the prime of life.
If you truly wish to pass on your lineage, dedicating a bit of time should yield ten or eight offspring without an issue.â
âWe, as cultivators, must compete with the dawn and the dusk, how can we have the time to get entangled in familial and domestic affairs?â
spoke with a stern face.
Jiang Wang played dumb, and Chi Lu, not willing to waste more time, got down to business, âSonghai, after spending some time together, we understand each other well.
I intend to adopt you as my sworn son; do you accept?â