Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 761 - 735: Honorary Disciple

The old Daoist burst into laughter, "Interesting, you’re quite interesting, kid, and you’ve got thick skin too. Hehe, but it suits my taste."

Tangyu was overjoyed inside, "Master, please accept your disciple’s bow." Strike while the iron is hot, securing the deal is everything. However, as Tangyu attempted to bow, he found himself held up by an invisible force, unable to bow no matter how hard he tried. This greatly startled Tangyu, and without seeing the elder make any move, this invisible force was incredibly formidable. It made Tangyu even more certain that the old Daoist before him was an exceedingly powerful figure.

Life’s encounters sometimes also need to be grasped, to be seized by someone.

The old Daoist looked at Tangyu with a strange smile, "I only said you pleased me, not that I’d take you as my disciple. I, the old Daoist, am dedicated to roaming freely in my quest for the Dao, with the Four Seas as my home. I never take disciples; though you suit my taste, I still won’t take you as my disciple."

Tangyu immediately felt somewhat disappointed; having already bowed and thickened his face once, it would be too lame if he still couldn’t manage to become a disciple. No, this wouldn’t do. It was rare for Tangyu to want to take a master, and he felt a strong intuition that if he succeeded this time, it would surely be a great opportunity for him.

Because of this feeling, Tangyu decided that no matter what, he would become a disciple today, even if it meant thickening his face further.

In front of such a powerful senior, thickening one’s face isn’t really a matter to be ashamed of, right?

"Senior, you not wanting to teach disciples isn’t a problem. I believe that with your peerless skill in alchemy and artifact refining, just a few pointers from you would benefit me immensely for life. Besides, I personally feel that my innate comprehension is pretty good; with my comprehension, it shouldn’t take up too much of your time to teach me. Moreover, senior, if your peerless skill in alchemy and artifact refining were to be lost to time, wouldn’t that be somewhat regrettable?" Tangyu said.

The old Daoist responded, "Fame and reputation are but fleeting clouds; I never care about such things. But, hmm—seeing that you are sincere and devoted, how about this? I’ll break the rules and take you as a nominal disciple. Of course, being a nominal disciple doesn’t mean you’re a true disciple. You can’t claim affiliation with me outside, and you’re not allowed to call me ’master.’ If you can do this, then I’ll consider it."

"Ah, only a nominal disciple?" Tangyu couldn’t help feeling very disappointed.

A nominal disciple was already a letdown, but not being able to claim affiliation or call out to the master? Was this really a discipleship?

Learning alchemy was secondary; what Tangyu most wanted was to claim this grand affiliation.

The old Daoist humphed through his nostrils and blew on his beard, "What, you look down on being a nominal disciple? You should know that even as a nominal disciple, you are still unique. Back in the day, several Valley Masters from Myriad Saints Valley wanted to take me as their master, but I firmly turned them away from my doorstep. If it wasn’t for your particularly suiting my taste, do you think you could have been granted even nominal discipleship?"

With this, Tangyu’s heart suddenly felt much more comfortable, though he still had some doubts. Could it really be that remarkable?

Although Tangyu didn’t know what status the Valley Masters held within Myriad Saints Valley, since they were called Valley Masters, they must be tremendously influential figures. Such figures wanting to curry favor with the old Daoist, how impressive must this old Daoist be?

Myriad Saints Valley, this was one of the supreme forces among the Nine Heavens, standing at the peak of the Ancient Martial World.

The Valley Master of Myriad Saints Valley, surely their strength must dominate both heaven and earth. Such powerful individuals, in front of the old Daoist, were they really insignificant?

If that were truly the case, then what a huge win this was; even being a nominal disciple was worthwhile.

Thus, Tangyu did not hesitate any longer and immediately knelt to bow, "Senior, then from now on I am your nominal disciple."

Pleased with Tangyu’s performance, the old Daoist nodded, "Hmm, good; it seems you remember my words well. That is very good. Disobedient disciples, I do not favor. Rise up, I merely passed by here incidentally. Since I’ve taken you as a nominal disciple, I’ll pass on a part of the Pill Refining Method to you for now, which should be sufficient until you reach the Imaginary Realm."

After speaking, the old Daoist pointed casually, and a ray of light shot directly into Tangyu’s head, flooding his mind with a vast amount of information, like copying and pasting on a computer. This technique was truly wondrous, leaving Tangyu and Liang Youshan utterly dumbfounded. The method was beyond their understanding.

"This, this—this is miraculous, absolutely exquisite, this is the true Pill Refining Method. Haha, my previous methods were nothing but trash!" Having received this information, Tangyu was ecstatic, as if he had discovered a treasure trove.

But it really was a treasure trove.

The old Daoist said, "Stay calm, have some ambition. These are only the low-rank techniques; the more advanced ones you can’t yet learn."

"Ah, these are still low rank? This, this—I’m floored!" Tangyu felt almost crazed, ready to worship; he worshipped his own truly brilliant self for having seized such a heaven-defying opportunity.

He was about to flourish; Tangyu suddenly felt his future was boundless. Perhaps the journey that previously would have taken ten years, now could be completed in just one year.

With this great opportunity, Tangyu felt his growth rate would surely increase by more than tenfold.

"This Pill Refining Method is named ’Myriad Immortals Pill Refining Scripture,’ and it has three levels. Mastering the first level, you will be able to easily make some low-rank pills. Mastering the second level, your Pill Refining Methods would be considered advanced in your Myriad Saints Valley, although not weighing on par with the few top alchemists there, but also not far behind. Mastering the third level, then your Pill Refining Art would be unmatched in Myriad Saints Valley, few could compete with you. My technique has been imparted to you, whether you can achieve anything from it now depends on your own fate," the old Daoist said.

Tangyu’s heart was shocked once more.

Merely being seen as a low-rank Alchemy Technique by the old Daoist, and achieving such a level after great accomplishment, if this were true, then the cultivation of the old Daoist was unimaginable.

Even Tangyu felt it was somewhat crazy, almost surreal.

Yet, he thought it could not be false; a senior expert like the old Daoist had no need to deceive him.

Convinced, Tangyu was thoroughly convinced by the old Daoist.

"I will definitely strive hard, not to fail the high expectations of my senior. Otherwise, I wouldn’t deserve to be a named disciple," Tangyu said with a firm face, his belief also very firm.

The old Daoist nodded slightly, "Hmm, you and I are also fated, although I am capricious and kill when I wish. However, you, young man, have quite pleased my appetite, you could say you have good fortune. Well then, I will bestow upon you another opportunity."

Tangyu was overjoyed, knowing that whatever the old Daoist recognized as an opportunity must be extraordinary.

The old Daoist pointed vaguely, and another piece of information surged into Tangyu’s mind.

"This, this—’Immortal Nine Heavens Great Technique’, when cultivated to the extreme, actually allows one to ascend to the Nine Heavens. Such a profound Cultivation Technique, far more profound than the ’Myriad Dynasty Sacred Heart Art’. It feels like they’re not even on the same level. Haha, with such an extraordinary Cultivation Technique, my cultivation will indeed advance by leaps and bounds," Tangyu was ecstatic in his heart.

If it hadn’t been seen with his own eyes, he would hardly dare imagine that such a Cultivation Technique existed in the world.

It felt like a beggar seeing the Imperial Palace for the first time. Initially content with a humble hut, what kind of shock would his first view of the Imperial Palace bring? freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Initially, Tangyu thought that the ’Myriad Dynasty Sacred Heart Art’ of Myriad Saints Valley should be a top-tier Cultivation Technique in the Ancient Martial Realm, but comparing it now, he felt that the ’Myriad Dynasty Sacred Heart Art’ was so inferior, it didn’t even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as the ’Immortal Nine Heavens Great Technique’.

This made Tangyu even more curious. Who exactly was this old Daoist? What kind of background did he have?

How could he casually produce such heaven-defying things?

And if he could easily give away such things, they must not be anything important. What if he were to give away something truly valuable? What then?

Thinking about it, Tangyu felt that the world had suddenly become too crazy.

"I bestow this opportunity upon you, but you must not reveal a single word about it to anyone; otherwise, you will no longer be my named disciple. Perhaps in a fit of anger, I might just clean house. Without my permission, you must not teach the Cultivation Technique I have imparted to you to anyone, or even divulge a hint about it. If anyone asks, reveal nothing. Mind these words well today," the old Daoist’s tone had also become somewhat more authoritative.

Tangyu immediately perked up, assuring, "Senior, rest assured, I will definitely remember it well, and will not fail your cultivation effort."

The old Daoist said, "Alright, I am leaving now. We shall meet again if fate allows. If not, then this is it."

Seeing the old Daoist about to leave, Tangyu hurriedly said, "Senior, I still do not know your name."

"Haha, my name? You needn’t know it yet. You will naturally learn it when the time comes. Knowing it now would bring you no benefit," the old Daoist said.

These profound and inscrutable words made Tangyu frown.

But for now, Tangyu didn’t want to think too much about it, and sheepishly said to the old Daoist, "Senior, I see others receive small gifts when they pay respect to their masters. I was wondering if there’s anything from you?"

One couldn’t blame Tangyu for being brazen. With the old Daoist’s strength, anything casually given would be an invaluable treasure for Tangyu. Missing such an opportunity could mean never having it again, so Tangyu had to seize it well.

The old Daoist looked at Tangyu with a strange smile, "I thought you had forgotten, but it seems you were still thinking about it. Well, since I’ve taken you as a named disciple, if I don’t give you a welcoming gift, it would indeed be inappropriate. Were it to get out, wouldn’t others laugh at me? But giving you something too valuable would be a waste, a hoarding of treasures, which might even bring you trouble. Let me see, if I have any appropriate small gifts. Ah, here we are."

With a movement of his hand, a delicate bag appeared and was tossed to Tangyu, "This is something I obtained from a petty figure I eliminated earlier; I haven’t looked at it, but I’ll give it all to you. From a ninth-layer Earthly Realm young man, there should be something valuable, it should be enough for your use. Alright, don’t rely too much on external aid. Excessive dependence is not a good thing. Haha, I’m leaving now, lad. Work hard, and if you accomplish something one day, we might meet again."