Seeking Immortality In The World Of Cultivation - Chapter 121
Chapter 121: Chapter 120: Master
Translator: 549690339
Feeling the cultivation level of the person outside the courtyard entrance, the three people sitting and enjoying tea in the room immediately stood up. Under Meng Guan’s leadership, they quickly left the room and opened the courtyard gate.
Outside the courtyard gate, a beautiful-looking woman stood quietly.
Behind her, there were two female Qi Refining cultivators, standing on her left and right.
It seemed like she was their leader.
Meng Guan took the lead in paying respects, followed closely by He Song and Wei Fan.
In the face of a Foundation Establishment Master, the necessary respect had to be given.
Although He Song and Wei Fan had Meng Guan, a Foundation Establishment
Master, as their supporter, their own cultivation level was still at the Qi Refining stage.
So naturally, they didn’t dare neglect the presence of a Foundation Establishment Master.
However.
When He Song finished paying respects and raised his head, his eyes inadvertently swept over the surroundings, and he was immediately shocked.
“Ping’er?”
Looking at one of the female cultivators behind Master Qingyue, a trace of astonishment flashed across He Song’s face.
However, He Song quickly recalled the conversation he had had with Ping’er before.
Over a decade ago, after the great calamity at the Immortal Pavilion, he had met with Ping’er, who told him that she had escaped the disaster with the help of a benefactor.
It seemed that she had established a connection with a Qi-refining late stage cultivator at that time.
Later, when evil cultivators wreaked havoc outside the Immortal Pavilion and fought the Immortal City Law Enforcement Team, she left Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion and came to Green Wall Immortal City.
From then on, Ping’er often mentioned in her conversations that she had a master.
Even the matter of an Array Tao Genius being directly accepted as an inner disciple of the Thick Earth Sect was something Ping’er had heard from her master and then informed He Song.
With all this information gathered together and Ping’er now standing behind Master Qingyue, He Song almost instantly understood everything.
so.
The so-called master from Ping’er’s mouth was Master Qingyue.
A Foundation Establishment stage female cultivator.
Quickly.
The astonishment in He Song’s eves receded.
His expression returned to its usual calmness, as if he hadn’t noticed Ping’er at all.
On the other side.
As Meng Guan, He Song, and Wei Fan paid their respects, Master Qingyue naturally reciprocated.
Her two female Qi Refining cultivators did the same, as well.
Similar to He Song.
After Ping’er finished paying respects and raised her head to look around, she saw He Song standing behind Meng Guan.
For a moment, a look of surprise appeared in Ping’er’s eyes.
He Song?
Why was he here?
And, standing behind a newly ascended Foundation Establishment Master?
Wasn’t he supposed to still be at Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion? How did he suddenly appear in Green Wall Immortal City?
With surprise in her eyes, Ping’er stared at He Song unblinkingly, as if in a trance.
It wasn’t until her master, Master Qingyue, was invited into Meng Guan’s small courtyard that she came to her senses and followed.
In the small courtyard.
After everyone was seated, Master Qingyue spoke.
“Junior Brother Meng, will you return to the Thick Earth Sect after breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage? As someone who grew up in Thick Earth Mansion, you are part of our Thick Earth Sect. If you decide to return, the sect will naturally treat you as an elder.”
In public, she addressed him as a fellow daoist.
In private, she changed her address and called him junior brother.
Without beating around the bush, Master Qingyue was a member of the Thick Earth Sect; a fact that everyone present, except for He Song and Wei Fan, knew very well.
Master Qingyue was one of the Foundation Establishment level masters sent by the Thick Earth Sect to guard the Green Wall Immortal City.
She was a Thick Earth Sect elder and was once a disciple of the Thick Earth Sect.
That’s precisely why she could directly command the Immortal City Law Enforcement Team to protect Meng Guan.
However, upon hearing her words, He Song and Wei Fan naturally understood her identity as well.
At the same time, addressing Meng Guan as junior brother was her way of trying to close the distance, increasing the probability that Meng Guan would join the Thick Earth Sect.
“Master Qingyue, I had already left the Thick Earth Mansion and was sent to
Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion. Now, I have become a loose cultivator. How can I bear the title of ‘junior brother’ from a Master like you?”
Seeing this, Meng Guan immediately drew a line between them without hesitation.
Although he indeed came from the Thick Earth Mansion, as Master Qingyue said, his innate talent was too low, and he was soon sent to Bamboo Mountain Immortal Pavilion.
If it weren’t for the Red Spirit Gold Mine’s recruitment of loose cultivators later, he might still be stuck in the sixth-tier Qi Refining stage, unable to progress.
How could he possibly have achieved his current status as a Foundation Establishment cultivator like he is today?
Now, having succeeded in the Foundation Establishment, he had planned to join the Thick Earth Sect.
However.
The conditions he needed had to be fought for.
Otherwise, it would make him seem weak and easily bullied.
As such, a fierce confrontation erupted between Master Qingyue and Meng Guan.
One wanted to gain more benefits.
The other wanted Meng Guan to join the Thick Earth Sect as soon as possible, to prevent other forces from pulling him away.
For a while, neither person stopped arguing, each trying to convince the other.
On one side,
Meng Guan and Master Qingyue were haggling intensely over whether or not to return to the Thick Earth Sect.
Meanwhile, while they haggled, He Song and Ping’er faced each other, eyes locked together.
“How did you end up here?”
Taking advantage of the break in conversation between Master Qingyue and Meng Guan, Ping’er lowered her voice and asked He Song.
“Just visiting a friend’s house. Is this the master you mentioned before?” He Song, maintaining his composure, asked in a lowered voice as well.
“Yes, master said she wanted to take me and my senior sister to expand our horizons, and then we saw you. Is this newly ascended Foundation Establishment cultivator your friend?”
Ping’er glanced at Master Qingyue, who was still debating with Meng Guan, and couldn’t bear to watch.
Was this her usual mature and composed master?
Could it be that she was possessed by something?
“Yes, my other friend and I came here to help him establish his foundation. It’s truly a joyous event that he has broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage.”
Looking at Meng Guan, who was still arguing vehemently, He Song felt that his image of Foundation Establishment Masters collapsed in his mind.
It turned out that when the distance was not so great, Foundation Establishment Masters were not as lofty as he had imagined.
The two Foundation Establishment Masters in front of him, who were passionately engaged in the debate, didn’t seem as detached from worldly affairs as he had thought.
“Congratulations! With a Foundation Establishment friend, you’re bound to establish your own foundation in the future.”
At her side, Ping’er’s eyes flashed a hint of surprise, and she immediately congratulated him.
From her perspective, it seemed as if having a Foundation Establishment friend meant He Song would definitely achieve his own Foundation Establishment.
“I also congratulate you on becoming a Foundation Establishment cultivator’s disciple. You’ll definitely establish your own foundation in the future as well.”
Faced with Ping’er’s congratulations, He Song congratulated her in return without a second thought.
It takes many hands to lift a sedan.
Since Ping’er had already congratulated him,
Reciprocating with congratulations was something He Song wouldn’t be stingy about.
However, after hearing He Song’s congratulations, a look of “as it should be” appeared on Ping’er’s face..
