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The blond girl’s eyes gleamed brightly. In this gloom dominated by black and gray, she shone like Venus in the dark night. Even disguised as a ghost creature, she had a refreshing and lively temperament that stood out from the crowd.

“If I were to re-cultivate, what could I practice? Can you bestow upon me the root legacy of your Star Lodging Sect?”

Feng Qing’an half joked. From the fragments of previous conversations, it could be inferred that the Star Lodging Sect also possessed, at the very least, the legacy of a Heavenly Immortal. Perhaps they even held secret teachings beyond that of a Heavenly Immortal, which was indeed enticing.

Dong Huan’s hands only held one Heavenly Immortal legacy, and it was an incomplete one at that. It was enough to cultivate to the level of an Earth Immortal, but nothing beyond that, having lost its most vital components.

This shows to what extent Immortal Sects and Taoism value root legacies. You should know that Dong Huan was indeed a second-generation Xian in his previous life, and both of his parents belonged to the Immortal Sects. Even in such circumstances, he was not conferred the full legacy.

Of course, this was not the stinginess of the sect, but rather, a measure to keep its legacy from being leaked out. Even for the most core disciples, the next stage of cultivation scriptures would not be taught until they reached a certain realm. This was also a form of protection.

“Of course, we can pass it on. However, if you dissolve your cultivation and start anew, you certainly will not be in the same generation as me. Why not take me as your master? I now have the qualifications to accept disciples.”

The girl’s gaze was bright and clear, revealing a strong expectation and longing.

In the world of Immortal Cultivation, there were countless cases where mediocre masters had come to great fame because they accidentally took on an extraordinarily talented disciple.

A highly talented disciple could also boost the reputation of a master tremendously. If she could take this man before her as a disciple, her name might soon be known throughout the universe.

Upon hearing what the golden-haired girl said, Feng Qing’an found himself at a loss for words.

This person projected an extremely unreliable temperament. As a friend, this was an excellent choice. But as a master, could he really count on such a person?

Absolutely not!

Feng Qing’an concluded in his heart.

“Ahem, I am Xu Wutian, Jin Wuying, I have yet to introduce myself to Fellow Daoist Feng. If you are planning to dissolve your cultivation and start anew, you may consider Xu Wutian. Although my legacy is not as extensive as that of the Star Lodging Sect, I do have two paths which can lead to Da Luo.”

The slender young man who revealed his form coughed at this moment and introduced himself to Feng Qing’an, letting down his initial guard completely.

He discovered that this man, who has cultivated up to an exorbitantly high level of pulse stage, indeed had actual plans on dissolving his cultivation. If that was the case, he would naturally have to compete for him.

Speaking of which, he too was qualified to accept disciples, but had yet to encounter a gem. The man before him seemed quite suitable. Although he might be around the same age, once he decides to start anew, his seniority would naturally be lower.

“What do you mean? Are you trying to snatch my disciple from me?”

Upon hearing these words, Hua Qingyu, who was originally looking at Feng Qing’an with anticipation, suddenly exploded like a golden lion whose territory has been invaded, glaring balefully at the gaunt young man, Jin Wuying.

Thud~

The delicate and snowy white hand clenched into a fist, and a booming sound like a thunderclap echoed in the void. Like the roaring of a torrential river crashing upon the banks, it sent tremors through the slender young man who had just revealed himself not long ago, causing him to dissipate on the spot.

Just now, he was on guard against Feng Qing’an. But now, he needed to evade this young lady’s punch. His frail figure couldn’t withstand the punch of this Star Lodging Sect true disciple; he would be smashed to pieces.

“Hua Zhenchuan, even a good bird chooses a tree to nest in. Even if Fellow Daoist Feng were to re-cultivate, he should still have the right to choose his own sect, right? He doesn’t necessarily have to join the Star Lodging Sect, does he? Our Xu Wutian is not bad either. Surely, he isn’t being denied even this freedom of choice?”

The young man’s voice rang out from all directions, vague and indistinct. Whether it’s physical, magical, divine power, or realm, he was inferior to the true disciple. But even if he was inferior, he would have to fight in the battle of methods.

“Can you see it? This kind of person who doesn’t even dare to show up when talking to me, and has to hide here and there, does his sect warrant the need to join? Do you want to become such a cultivator?”

Hua Qingyu did not argue with anyone, but instead turned to Feng Qing’an. With such a stark contrast, the superiority was clear. How to choose? Anyone with a brain would not choose wrongly.

“It seems that Xu Wutian’s escape method is quite profound, which makes it a top-notch choice for self-preservation.”

But Feng Qing’an was staring at the elusive Jin Wuying and made such a comment. The girl who had previously raised her smooth and white chin in a victorious and confident manner, her face suddenly fell.

“You, what’s the matter with you? Do you really think I can’t deal with him?”

Hua Qingyu looked at the unappreciative Feng Qing’an, her teeth itching. As her sharp, small canines grinded, her expression was filled with unconcealed annoyance.

“Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Feng truly has discerning eyes. As cultivators, we cultivate the Dao in search for immortality, and self-preservation should be our top priority. Fighting and struggling with others is something only barbaric warriors would do.”

Upon hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, Jin Wuying was immediately pleased and let out hearty laughter. But before he could finish laughing, he was abruptly cut off, because he heard Feng Qing’an saying,