Cultivation: I Have Studied Abroad in the Modern World-Chapter 63 - Not for Nothing
Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Not for Nothing
Chapter 63 -63 Not for Nothing
Seventh Young Master felt indignant when he heard his sister calling him dumb, his face betraying his disbelief: “Sis!
Your brother is a genius!”
He then turned his head toward Zheng Fa with pride: “Zheng Fa!
You just follow my sister and suffer at Qingmu Sect for a few years, and once I rise within Qingmu Sect, don’t stick around her as a follower.
It took her ten years just to enter the inner gate; she has no prospects.
You should join me instead!”
The young miss’s smile slowly faded, her gaze at her younger brother filled with ominous warning as she gritted her teeth, about to say something.
Instead, it was Zhang who spoke first: “However, your brother’s grasp of the Primordial Talisman is quite uneven.
For example, his accuracy with the Cloud Rain Talisman and Fresh Wind Talisman is around forty percent, but for the Vajra Talisman, he can’t even recognize ten percent of them.”
Hearing this, Seventh Young Master was stunned, turning his head toward Zheng Fa as if just remembering something.
“It’s normal, though.
Most Talisman Masters have a talent for only some types of Primordial Talismans,” Zhang continued.
“No, that’s not it!” Seventh Young Master suddenly interjected: “It’s…
a sea of diagrams strategy!”
Zhang and the young miss looked at him, while Seventh Young Master’s gaze was fixed on Zheng Fa.
“A sea of diagrams?” Now, Zhang got the two words right, but her expression was still puzzled.
“It’s the…
secret technique Zheng Fa used to torture—no, to train me,” Seventh Young Master seemed unsure how to explain and simply ran back to his study, then returned, panting, with a heap of talismanic diagrams.
“The Cloud Rain Talisman and Fresh Wind Talisman are the ones I practiced in the last few days.”
The young miss glanced at Zheng Fa, her eyes filled with surprise and suspicion.
However, Zhang looked down at the pile of talismanic diagrams for a long while before looking up.
She gave Zheng Fa a deep look, then asked: “How long have you been training like this?”
“Less than ten days, I guess.”
Zhang’s eyes flickered, and she slowly nodded: “He teaches better than I do.”
“Zhang!” The young miss was a bit taken aback: “You’re recognized by the Hundred Immortals Alliance as a talismanic magic prodigy…”
“I’ve also taught disciples from Jiushan Sect, but often the results were not very good.” Zhang seldom frowned, apparently troubled by some incomprehensible worries: “They always say the simple things I talk about are difficult, and their questions really aren’t worth discussing.”
…What Old Man Bai’s aphorisms?
“Judging by your brother’s performance with the Vajra Talisman, his foundation is even worse than those disciples.”
Zheng Fa looked at Seventh Young Master and laughed, as the latter seemed to understand that Zhang was calling him dense, and his pride slowly congealed on his face.
“Zheng Fa being able to teach him so well, perhaps…” Zhang gave Zheng Fa a serious look, then glanced at Seventh Young Master: “The two of them can understand each other on certain issues, having a mutual understanding in their hearts.”
Zheng Fa’s smile faded.
…You sure have a way with words.
“Moreover,” Zhang suddenly looked at Zheng Fa with earnest: “Based on these talismanic diagrams alone, Zheng Fa, your talent in the talismanic Dao might not be inferior to mine.”
These words made the young miss gaze at Zheng Fa with widened eyes.
Seventh Young Master couldn’t help looking at his sister, his face saying, ‘What did I tell you?’
He recalled what his sister told him on the way to the Zheng Family’s courtyard:
“His talent might stand out in Zhao Mansion, but compared to those cultivation geniuses?”
“Zheng Fa and Zhang, one’s in the heavens and the other on the ground, do you get it?”
Now, does my sister realize I have an eye for talent, did she underestimate Zheng Fa?
“I’ve always known Zheng Fa, you’re a real talent!” The young miss spoke up.
A look of confusion slowly surfaced on Seventh Young Master’s face.
The young miss looked at Zheng Fa with eyes full of sincere admiration.
“My foolish younger brother even called your training a ‘sea of suffering,’ crying and begging me to save him!” The young miss looked toward the dumbfounded Seventh Young Master: “He’s thoughtless and doesn’t appreciate your hard work!”
Seventh Young Master’s mouth slowly opened agape.
“Don’t worry, just go ahead and train him!” The young miss’s eyes squinted at Seventh Young Master wanting to speak: “If he doesn’t listen, leave him to me, I’ll beat him to death!”
After finishing her words, the young miss squinted at her younger brother: “Do you have anything to say?”
Seventh Young Master opened and closed his mouth, speechless, and after a while, he just sighed deeply: “So Qingmu Sect trains people like this?”
…
Zheng Fa watched the enthusiastic young miss pulling Seventh Young Master away, then turned his head to look at Zhang still remaining in his courtyard.
“Master Zhang, there’s really nothing left to solve!”
He said helplessly.
“Really?”
“Absolutely true!”
“Do you want to attend the Immortal Item Meeting?” Zhang asked him quietly, suddenly breaking the silence.
“…”
Zheng Fa looked into the clear eyes of Zhang, suddenly feeling that this Golden Core Master might not be as ignorant of the ways of the world as she appeared to be.
“You are truly talented, these talismanic diagrams contain implicit patterns, it can’t be mere coincidence.” She pointed at the talismanic diagrams brought over by the Seventh Young Master: “Your understanding of the Primordial Talisman is exceptionally high.”
Zheng Fa didn’t respond; he wanted to know what the person before him had to say.
“You’re lucky, your comprehension of the Primordial Talisman is not inferior to mine, but you’re also quite unlucky.”
A hint of confusion crossed Zheng Fa’s face.
“Do you know why a talismanic Dao grandmaster challenged you but didn’t take you as a disciple?”
…I don’t know, I haven’t figured it out yet.
“Because of the decline in Spiritual Energy.” Zhang looked at Zheng Fa: “At least within the Hundred Immortals Alliance, a consensus has been reached amongst Nascent Soul Masters that, unless agreed upon by half of the Nascent Soul Masters in the alliance, every Nascent Soul can only directly accept one disciple every fifty years, and other sects are probably similar.”
Zheng Fa then asked in surprise: “Has it really come to that?”
“In fact, it’s also because spiritual materials are rare, if they’re not true geniuses, even if they are taken in, it’s hard for them to grow.
It’s better to have a few quality disciples than a multitude of them.”
“Do you know why the Immortal Item Meeting is being convened ahead of time?” Zhang went on to talk about something seemingly unrelated.
Zheng Fa shook his head.
“Because there are rumors that in addition to restricting Nascent Soul Masters from taking disciples, the Immortal Item Meeting will also impose further limitations, and the slots may be even fewer.” Saying this, Zhang smiled, then asked: “Do you know who those who possess slots for the Immortal Item Meeting are?”
“Families like the Zhao Family, those prominent clans.”
“Right, mostly those who are descendants of Nascent Soul and Golden Core Masters.
They heard this news and, fearing delays might complicate things, decided to host an Immortal Item Meeting ahead of schedule.”
Listening to this, Zheng Fa could only feel that the situation faced by the Immortal Sects was probably more challenging than he had imagined.
There are already restrictions on directly taking disciples, and now the slots for the Immortal Item Meeting are being reduced?
Zhang suddenly produced a jade token in her hand; the token was rimmed with gold and had nine mountains embossed upon it, appearing quite valuable.
“What is this?”
“The Immortal Item Token, possessing it allows you to attend the Immortal Item Meeting.” She placed the token on the table.
“Master Zhang, you…”
“I’m also a Golden Core Master, so of course, I have a slot, it’s just I don’t have any family to use it to make connections, that’s all.” Zhang didn’t seem to care much about the token, leaving it carelessly on the table.
“Actually, if it were my master here, with the talent you’ve shown now, you probably could also obtain an Immortal Item Token.” Zhang looked at Zheng Fa: “But I don’t care about your talent.”
“…So?”
“It’s not valuable to me, but it’s not for free.” Zhang pointed to the token and then looked at Zheng Fa again: “Understand?”
Zheng Fa leaned his head back.
“Don’t worry, soul searching is expressly forbidden by the Hundred Immortals Alliance.”
Zheng Fa remained silent.
Aside from a few people, he had very low trust in the people of this world.
Zhang saw his disbelief: “Moreover, I don’t like to peek at the answers before doing the problem.”
That reason is very credible!
“…Name your number, Master.”
“One hundred questions.”
“Deal!”
“I haven’t finished, one hundred questions per month.”
You’re looking for a long-lasting joy huh?
“…” Zheng Fa clenched his teeth: “Agreed!”
“Start by bringing three hundred questions.” Zhang glanced at a puzzled Zheng Fa and said: “How do I know you can pass the Immortal Item Meeting?”
“Alright!”
Zhang nodded in satisfaction, took back the token and walked out of the courtyard.
Suddenly, she stopped at the gate and spoke:
“In my presence, put away those paranoid thoughts.”
“Hmm?”
“At least in my opinion, the enemy of us cultivators is never other people.”
That sounded somewhat familiar…
