Infinite Comprehension by Taking In Disciples: Martial Uncle, Please Ascend!

Bai Xian’s heart was in turmoil, but there was nothing he could do; after all, it was exceedingly difficult for the Wordless Sect to invite a high-ranking Alchemy Dao Immortal Master.

Moreover, it seemed they had managed to invite a senior Alchemy Dao Immortal Master.

In the Book Collection Pavilion, Li Cheng perused ancient tomes and gained enormous benefits.

Only after he had read all the ancient books in the Book Collection Pavilion did Li Cheng finally take a long sigh of relief, closed his eyes to quickly reminisce, and then began his enlightenment.

Li Cheng’s Artifact Refining and Formation had been inherited from a ninth­level Immortal Master; across the Immortal World, he was absolutely a top-tier existence.

But when it came to Alchemy Dao, he fell far short compared to Artifact Refining and Formation and could only rely on himself.

Fortunately, although the Wordless Sect had fallen into decline, its collection of ancient books was very rich. The knowledge of Alchemy Dao that Li Cheng organized, coupled with his enlightenment, made his already strong proficiency in alchemy even more rapidly advanced.

After the enlightenment ended, Li Cheng looked towards Bai Xian, who paced back and forth outside the Scripture Repository with a puzzled expression. Previously, during enlightenment, Li Cheng clearly sensed that Bai Xian was not human!

He couldn’t see his true form, only perceiving it to be a vast expanse of white, as if shrouded in a mist, with an unknown entity inside, very strange.

“It’s probably some kind of spirit or monster,” Li Cheng thought to himself, and then walked out of the Book Collection Pavilion.

Bai Xian immediately stepped forward. “Daoist Li, do you need some alchemy materials to practice with?”

Whether an Artifact Refiner, an Array Master, or a Pill Master, all needed a wealth of practical experience.

Taking advantage of the available time, Bai Xian wanted to help Li Cheng enhance his alchemy experience as much as possible.

But Li Cheng shook his head. “There’s no need. When does the Alchemy Dao Conference begin?”

“Less than two months away.”

Li Cheng was already aware that the Pill League would supply the required herbs for the Alchemy Dao Conference, including not a few seventh-level Immortal Elixirs, and the quantities wouldn’t be small.

The pills refined at the conference would all belong to the Pill League, a fact that rendered Li Cheng somewhat speechless.

Should he refine an Emperor Grade Immortal Pill by that time, it would be a boon for the Pill League.

Therefore, Li Cheng planned to refine at most King Grade pills.

But with more than a month left, Li Cheng didn’t want to just sit around, so he turned to look at the system panel. “System, check if there are any suitable disciples nearby.”

[Checking…]

[Within ten billion miles, one qualified disciple detected!]

The next second, a large green arrow appeared, pointing to somewhere not far away.

“To find one right here in the Wordless Sect? That must be a disciple of the Wordless Sect, then!”

The Wordless Sect only had a dozen or so people. If he were to poach, Bai Xian would probably not agree.

This disciple, it seems, would not be possible to take in.

Even without much hope of taking on a disciple, Li Cheng still extended his Immortal Sense to look in the direction the arrow was pointing.

It was a mountain peak covered with Purple Bamboo. At that moment, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old chubby boy was vigorously chopping down Purple Bamboo, with the large green arrow above his head.

To his surprise, this chubby boy was not human, either, and like Bai Xian, his true form was also a vast expanse of white.

But the boy was only at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment, vastly inferior to Bai Xian, and his aptitude was quite ordinary, not even counting as talented.

Li Cheng trusted the system. Since it said the chubby boy met the criteria, he must have some undiscovered constitution or the like; he wouldn’t just have mediocre talent.

“Daoist Li, although there are less than two months until the conference starts, you could still refine several batches of pills in these two months. Are you sure you don’t want to practice?” Bai Xian’s voice brought Li Cheng back to his senses.

Li Cheng nodded. “Rest assured, there’s no need to worry, Daoist Bai. I will take a walk around.”

Having said that, Li Cheng stepped into the air and walked towards the Purple Bamboo-covered peak.

Bai Xian hurriedly followed and took out a token. “Daoist Li, this is the Guest Elder Identity Token of our Wordless Sect. Please accept it.”

Li Cheng put away the token and pointed toward Purple Bamboo Peak, starting straightforwardly, “Is that little guy a descendant of Elder Bai?”

If Bai Xian hadn’t followed, Li Cheng would have tried to see for himself, but since Bai Xian had come along, he could only try to understand things indirectly for now.

Bai Xian looked toward the chubby kid in the mountain and smiled, “Li Daoist friend might not believe it, but he is my younger brother!”

One an Immortal King, the other at the Foundation Establishment Stage, just the age difference alone could span several hundreds of thousands or even a billion years. To say they were blood brothers seemed hard to believe.

If that were the case, their parents must also be immortals, or at least one of them was an immortal. The offspring of immortals, the immortal fetus, would cultivate at a speed far beyond that of ordinary people.

Li Cheng did not dwell on this and smiled, “That’s quite impressive.”

Bai Xian chuckled, “My brother has mediocre talent, but his enlightenment is incredibly strong. It’s a pity that I spoiled him; he spends all his days indulging in bamboo arts.”

“Bamboo arts? I’m quite interested in that. I’ll go and take a look. You go ahead with your business, Elder Bai,” said Li Cheng.

Bai Xian seemed like he had something to say but in the end did not speak. He nodded and left.

On Purple Bamboo Peak, the chubby kid chopped a few Purple Bamboos and carried them toward the bamboo house halfway up the mountain.

Li Cheng had already inspected with his Immortal Sense; the bamboo house was filled with various bamboo crafts, ranging from daily necessities to representations of birds, beasts, insects, and fish. There were all kinds.

It must be said, the craftsmanship of the chubby kid was quite good; each piece was a delight to the eye.

Li Cheng landed in front of the bamboo house and, with a casual wave of his hand, the Earth Rules surged, instantly causing a set of chairs and a table, pure white as jade, to spring from the ground.

Li Cheng took a seat, and with the Earth Rules, he conjured a complete set of tea ware out of thin air. Before long, the fragrance of tea filled the air.

By the time the chubby kid came carrying the bamboo, Li Cheng had already drunk half a pot of tea.

“Elder, this is the territory of the Wordless Sect, and outsiders are not allowed inside. Please leave,” said the chubby kid, furrowing his brow slightly upon seeing Li Cheng and being straightforward.

Li Cheng raised the Identity Token, “A Guest Elder doesn’t count as an outsider, right?”

The chubby kid looked surprised, seemingly not expecting that the Wordless Sect could afford to invite a Guest Elder.

After a pause, the chubby kid hurriedly bowed respectfully, “Junior Bai Xian greets the Guest Elder.”

“Bai Xian? That name sounds like someone who is short on money,” Li Cheng joked.

Bai Xian looked somewhat embarrassed and could only offer a forced smile.

Li Cheng gestured with his hand, “Sit down, have some tea.”

Bai Xian hesitated slightly but still came over and sat across from Li Cheng.

There were only about a dozen people in the Wordless Sect, all well-acquainted with one another, so there was no need for excessive formality.

Lifting the tiny tea cup, Bai Xian smiled, “I don’t understand why those who drink tea always use such tiny cups. This one doesn’t even make a mouthful!”

“Have you seen a lot of people drinking tea?” Li Cheng asked.

Bai Xian nodded, finished the tea in a gulp, and his eyes suddenly lit up, “I’ve seen many tea drinkers, but tea this delicious is a first for me.”

“How old are you?” Li Cheng chuckled, barely sixteen or seventeen, how many tea drinkers could he have seen?

“A few… a dozen or so years, I guess!” Bai Xian said with a laugh.

Li Cheng’s lips curled into a slight grin and he nodded, it seemed this little guy’s true form was some kind of spirit creature with an incredibly long lifespan, otherwise he wouldn’t have corrected himself.

What he meant to say was probably a few hundred thousand years!

After all, being the younger brother of Bai Xian, an Immortal King, it would be hard to explain if he wasn’t a few hundred thousand years old.

It was just a matter of curiosity why, after living for so many years, his cultivation was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Could it be that he had only recently awakened his Spiritual Wisdom?