Eternal Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 293 - 283: The Enthusiastic Senior Sister
Zhang Tianhua was also very satisfied with Chu Hao. This young man wasn’t even 20 years old yet, but he was already an Advanced Martial Sect of the Eight Meridians, and what’s more, he was a Body Cultivator!
Of course, Chu Hao’s Body Cultivation was just half-baked, a mere wild path; he couldn’t compare to the Barbaric Girl at all. Without a vast supply of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, his Body Cultivation’s progress would stagnate.
And the path of martial arts is like a pyramid: the higher you go, the fewer the people because the consumption of resources is simply too great. It simply can’t support so many people.
Even Star Force Cultivators are few in number, let alone providing for a Body Cultivator as well?
Therefore, Chu Hao’s level of Body Cultivation might be watchable now, but once he steps up to be a Warrior, he’ll certainly be far behind in terms of Star Force levels.
But no matter what, Chu Hao pressed down on the younger generation of Cang State, securing the top spot on the Fledgling Dragon List and even used the provocateurs from Yue State as punching bags, throwing them around wildly. This was indeed genius, dominating, and full of guts.
He felt it suited his taste.
Therefore, Zhang Tianhua immediately showed a smile and said, "Then I will take you as my fourth Direct Disciple."
Tu Honglie snorted in discontent.
He really wanted to take Chu Hao under his wing; then he would have Yue Feng and Chu Hao, two super geniuses. Whether it was one or the other who achieved great success in the future, it would be an extremely glorious matter for him.
Moreover, what martial arts values is the respect for one’s teacher and the reverence for the path: no matter how arrogant or domineering you are, you must show utmost respect for your own master; otherwise, you would certainly be scorned by the world.
The higher the achievements of the two disciples, the more he would gain, not just empty fame, but also substantial benefits.
But unexpectedly, Chu Hao didn’t even hesitate for a moment and chose Zhang Tianhua right away.
Doesn’t this kid know that he himself is the number one War King of the Spirit Spring Sect, and he is most likely the first person to break through to War Venerate? The stronger the master, the more cultivation resources he can provide to his disciple, of course, and the more advanced they are. Moreover, having such a deterrent when going out into the world—is this kid stupid?
"Alright, you may go down." The robed War Emperor waved his hand, signaling everyone could leave. However, the Barbaric Girl was asked to stay because starting from today, she would receive personal guidance from the four Old War Emperors.
Seeing the Barbaric Girl’s face still full of reluctance, even Tu Honglie and Shi Yuanming were jealous and helpless—after all, those were four War Emperors! Just by standing out alone, there were countless people under the heavens who would want to be disciples under him, not to mention the War Venerates.
Moreover, this hall had a considerable reputation, possessing the effect to soothe the mind and strengthen the soul; even they, as War Kings, could only enter to cultivate for a few days every year. To be able to sit and cultivate in this place every day, what kind of opportunity was that? 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
But now, no less than four old fossils were guiding one person, combined with such a cultivation environment, and the young girl still had a face full of reluctance. If word got out, wouldn’t it anger people to death?
Comparing people, really, one cannot compare.
Chu Hao followed Zhang Tianhua down the mountain, coming to a residence at about the same height as Shi Yuanming’s. This was where Zhang Tianhua lived—a courtyard with several small wooden houses around it.
"This is where your three Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters live," Zhang Tianhua explained. "However, once you advance to the rank of Warrior, you’ll have your own independent courtyard. Until then, you’ll have to make do here."
Chu Hao nodded. Cultivation was not about enjoyment, so having a humble abode certainly didn’t matter.
"Master, you’re back." The door of a small wooden house opened, and out came a woman with a graceful figure and stunning beauty, wearing a fiery red dress, probably around 25 or 26 years old, filled with mature charm.
Zhang Tianhua nodded and said to Chu Hao, "This is your Third Senior Sister, Ke Ruoshan. Ruoshan, this is my newly accepted disciple Chu Hao, the newcomer who topped the Fledgling Dragon List."
"Wow, Junior Brother, you’re really amazing to achieve first place on the Fledgling Dragon List." Ke Ruoshan immediately exclaimed with surprise, leaped over, placed her hands on Chu Hao’s shoulders, and began to scrutinize him closely.
That was way too close; not only did her fragrance waft over, her quivering chest was almost within reach, so firm that it seemed about to break through her clothes, tempting him to reach out and feel it, to test the touch.
Chu Hao uncomfortably said, "Senior Sister Ke—"
"Don’t bully your Junior Brother right away," Zhang Tianhua glared, prompting Ke Ruoshan to finally take her hands back and step away, but her eyes remained full of curiosity looking at Chu Hao.
Logically speaking, a formal apprenticeship ceremony should follow, and then Chu Hao would officially become Zhang Tianhua’s disciple. However, this was an important event, so Zhang Tianhua thought it best to wait for his other two disciples to return before proceeding.
—Those two Senior Brothers were out gaining experience, and it might take a few more months for them to return.
But an apprenticeship was just a ceremony; it naturally didn’t matter and could be delayed if necessary.
Chu Hao’s first task was to build a wooden hut next to Zhang Tianhua’s courtyard on his own, which would be his dwelling from now on. Of course, a Martial Artist would spend far more time outside gaining experience than quietly cultivating here; hence, the days actually spent in this wooden hut wouldn’t be many.
The next day, Chu Hao began his cultivation with Zhang Tianhua.
"Let me see your strength," Zhang Tianhua stretched out a finger, pointing towards Chu Hao, "strike with all your might."
"Yes," Chu Hao responded without hesitation, right fist transformed, moving to meet the incoming finger with a boom. He not only ignited the Starlight but also used the Blue Flame, morphing it into a blazing Fire Fist.
"Eh?" Zhang Tianhua revealed a hint of surprise; as a War King, he could naturally discern the might that belonged to the physique, and a mighty one at that. If his realm were suppressed to that of a Martial Sect, he would definitely not dare to receive this Blue Flame head-on.
Fist met finger, and bizarrely, not a trace of force rippled outwards, nor was there any sound— it was as if both had merely lightly made contact.
Yet, Chu Hao felt a terrible pressure attacking him, forcing him to use all his strength to resist.
Squeak, his feet slid backward, scraping two long traces on the ground.
It took retreating over ten meters before he stopped, not because he blocked it, but because Zhang Tianhua had already withdrawn his finger.
Between a Martial Sect and a War King, there was an untold difference, so there was nothing surprising about this.
"Not bad, not bad, I didn’t expect you to have achieved Nineteen Meridians. There are not many through the ages who have managed to do this," Zhang Tianhua laughed, clearly very pleased. He paused before continuing, "Don’t be in a rush to break through to Warrior. I’ve heard that if one in the Three Minor Realms can achieve the Great Perfection of Twenty Meridians, they will experience an incredible transformation."
"What kind of incredible transformation?" Chu Hao couldn’t help but feel elated. What kind of change could it possibly be, for even a War King to describe it as "incredible"?
"I don’t know either," Zhang Tianhua said, shaking his head. "After all, a state of Great Perfection like this might not even appear once in thousands of years. Moreover, reaching Great Perfection in the Three Minor Realms doesn’t guarantee becoming a true powerhouse, so even if such geniuses existed in history, they might have been lost to the sands of time."
Temporary strength did not imply permanent strength; otherwise, the seven War Gods standing at the pinnacle of the world would all be at the Great Perfection of the Three Minor Realms, Middle Three Realms, and Great Triple Realm.
That being said, someone who has attained Great Perfection of Twenty Meridians is undoubtedly the strongest within the Three Minor Realms when fighting in the same realm, not even a War God with restrained power could likely be a match.
This was the true limit of combat power for the Martial Sect.
Chu Hao was filled with anticipation; he had the chance to achieve this step.
Seeing his disciple like this, Zhang Tianhua also smiled, equally full of anticipation. The prospect of personally mentoring such a peerless genius naturally filled him with a sense of accomplishment.
"You have great potential and have cultivated your physique to an extremely high standard. However, this is still not comparable to an Innate Body Cultivator," Zhang Tianhua shifted his tone and said solemnly.
This Innate Body Cultivator was, of course, Yun Cai. Chu Hao was aware of his limitations—if talking about Body Technique, he definitely could not compare to this Barbaric Girl.
"Please advise me, Master," said Chu Hao.
Zhang Tianhua displayed a smile; Chu Hao had not grown arrogant or complacent despite having cultivated his Body Technique close to the peak of the Martial Sect—a valuable quality. A martial artist must first recognize their own limits; blind confidence would only lead to the downfall of even a genius.
He nodded and spoke, "While I am not a Body Cultivator, I do know of some methods for Body Cultivation that could help you advance further. However, these methods are quite... cruel. I’m not sure if you can endure it."
"Disciple is willing to give it a try," Chu Hao quickly replied, used to enduring hardship.
"Then, first adjust your condition. I need to prepare some medicine for you; it will probably take about five or six days. When the time comes, I will call for you." Zhang Tianhua waved his hand, signaling that Chu Hao could leave.
Chu Hao did as told and left the courtyard, only to see Ke Ruoshan standing there gracefully. Upon his exit, she immediately approached and said, "Junior Brother, let me show you around Spirit Spring Sect and help you familiarize yourself."
"Thank you, Senior Sister," Chu Hao replied. He also wanted to visit Fu Xue and Luo Ping. As for the Barbaric Girl, that was out of the question. All disciples only had the right to move from where they lived down the mountain and did not qualify to ascend—unless commanded otherwise.
Thus, only the Barbaric Girl could come down from the peak to visit him, while he could not reciprocate.
"Hehe, Junior Brother, you are the new number one on the Fledgling Dragon List. I, as your Senior Sister, of course, must flatter you," Ke Ruoshan said with a smile.
"Senior Sister is jesting," Chu Hao replied bashfully, aware that although she appeared charming and lovely, she was, in fact, a Warrior of unknown rank. Therefore, her talk about flattery was clearly just in jest.
After Ke Ruoshan led Chu Hao around for a while, they went first to visit Fu Xue.
To Chu Hao’s disappointment, Fu Xue had already descended the mountain with War King Yaoyue, reportedly for an opportunity. Thus, despite his disappointment for himself, he couldn’t help feeling happy for his old friend.
The two then continued on to find Luo Ping.
Luo Ping had not become a disciple of a War King but of a War General. Nevertheless, in Spirit Spring Sect, whether under a War General or a War King, one was a True Disciple, with just the allocated resources differing.
Thus, Spirit Spring Sect had not broken its promise to Chu Hao.
In fact, given Luo Ping’s talents, becoming a disciple of a War King might not have meant much—it might be a better choice to be under a War General. Powerful masters have several disciples and naturally tend to allocate more cultivation resources to the ones with better potential.
"Senior Brother Luo—" When Chu Hao saw Luo Ping, the latter was just coming out from a small wooden house, his complexion ghastly pale with a hint of gold, clearly suffering from an internal injury. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, your votes and monthly passes at Qidian are most welcome. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please browse at m.qidian.com.)
