"Heh... perhaps he’s just recovered from a severe illness!" Vice Mountain Master Qiu squeezed out a smile. "Seeing that the Ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma has regained its vitality, I am relieved! If there’s nothing else, I shall take my leave!"
Vice Mountain Master Qiu was greatly disappointed, realizing that the world could still go on without him. Staying here would only lead to further humiliation by Chu Feng, so he hurriedly wanted to escape.
"It is said that Vice Mountain Master Qiu is an expert in using medicinal herbs to extend life, truly a rare talent. Please take good care of your health in the future, lest there be another medicinal herb needing life extension and you fall ill again. time, if you hadn’t fallen ill, you could have made quite a bit of money! Alas, what a pity, truly a pity."
Chu Feng deliberately taunted Vice Mountain Master Qiu a few times.
Turning Vice Mountain Master Qiu’s face even more unsightly. He almost fled the scene.
Guess this old fellow won’t come back again to be humiliated by Chu Feng.
What he needed to worry about after returning was how to explain to Han Shan.
"Now I’ve finally secured the position of Mountain Master, and also properly settled all the disciples below Sword Saint Cultivation level from the Dan State Branch. It’s time to go to the Chuan Gong Hall and choose a cultivation technique!"
He was really looking forward to it.
Having been established for over a hundred thousand years, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect must possess many techniques. Chu Feng has cultivated for so long but has never cultivated any techniques.
It’s not that he didn’t want to, but he simply had no chance to get any techniques.
Even in his previous life when he was honored as Alchemy Venerate, he never obtained a Sword Dao Technique.
Because he had not joined any sect.
General small sects had no techniques to pass down. Great sects had extremely stringent requirements for accepting disciples. Chu Feng’s talent in Sword Dao was just not good enough in his past life to qualify for those great sects.
Even if he had joined, it was not guaranteed that he would be taught any techniques.
Take the current Ten Thousand Sword Sect for instance - with over a million disciples, probably no more than a thousand are eligible to learn cultivation techniques.
This shows how tightly controlled techniques are within a sect.
Chuan Gong Hall belongs to the core of the sect, hence it’s located in the Inner Sect. Just on the surface alone, there are many Inner Sect masters guarding Chuan Gong Hall. In secret, there must be supremely powerful beings like Supreme Elders overseeing it.
Dressed in the outfit of an Outer Disciple, Chu Feng had just entered the territory of the Inner Sect when he was stopped.
"This is a crucial area of the Inner Sect, strictly off-limits to Outer Disciples!"
The guards were two cold-faced Inner Sect Disciples, both looking very young. Every single person qualified to enter the Inner Sect is a genius among geniuses.
"This is my waist tag, I am ordered to go to Chuan Gong Hall to select a cultivation technique!"
Chu Feng showed his waist tag with an indifferent face.
The two Inner Sect disciples guarding the gate couldn’t help but look at Chu Feng with envy.
This was a chance to enter Chuan Gong Hall and select cultivation techniques.
Even they, as two Inner Sect disciples, didn’t have this qualification—how could they not be jealous of Chu Feng, an Outer Disciple, who had the privilege to choose cultivation techniques?
After glancing at Chu Feng’s waist tag a few times, they threw it back to him.
In charge of guarding the entrance to the Inner Sect, they had already received news about Chu Feng gaining access to select techniques in Chuan Gong Hall. This information was already recorded in their memorandum.
While guarding the gate seems simple, it is not easy.
The sect’s various departments send some information every day, listing which Outer Disciples will enter the Inner Sect and for what purpose? They need to remember firmly where they are allowed to go.
At that time, they were shocked when they learned that an Outer Disciple had actually obtained the qualification to select techniques in Chuan Gong Hall.
Thus, the impression of Chu Feng was also particularly profound on them.
They had initially thought that Chu Feng would enter Chuan Gong Hall to select techniques on the same day, but didn’t expect that Chu Feng was not in a hurry at all. It took him so long to finally come to choose techniques.
It can only be said that Chu Feng’s inner strength is too great.
Such a major event and yet he remains composed.
"So you are Chu Feng, the one who created a miracle by becoming a Mountain Master from an ordinary Outer Disciple within a year!"
"Getting into the Inner Sect isn’t hard—just get past us first!"
Two Inner Sect Disciples, feeling unsettled, immediately put on cold faces and stood in front of Chu Feng, blocking his way.
"Then I beg your pardon!"
Chu Feng sneered, using his fingers as a sword, and took a step forward.
With just a few casual flicks of his fingers, the two Inner Sect Disciples desperately resisted. As a result, one of them got hit by Chu Feng’s fingertip on the side of his throat, and the other on the temple.
If Chu Feng had used a sword, they would have been dead.
Both were drenched in cold sweat and stunned as if turned into wooden chickens.
"Thanks for your leniency!"
Chu Feng smiled lightly and walked towards the Chuan Gong Hall. It was quite a while before the two Inner Sect Disciples who had just obstructed him came back to their senses.
"He’s practically a devil!"
The two of them finally understood the gap between them and Chu Feng. They were completely convinced.
Along the way, Chu Feng noticed that both the environment and the concentration of spiritual energy were much richer in the Inner city than in the Outer Sect. The area was incredibly tranquil, the houses more spacious, and nestled by mountains and waters, full of immortal energy.
Compared to the Outer Sect, it was like heaven and earth.
To Chu Feng, the Outer Sect was like the world where mortals lived, while the Inner Sect was like a heavenly place, with splendid scenery, quiet and peaceful, very suitable for cultivation. Both were incomparable.
The path Chu Feng was walking on was the main path, clearly marked.
He did not need to ask anyone and easily found the Chuan Gong Hall. Of course, the Inner Sect prohibits random trespassing, otherwise severe punishment or even execution might ensue.
Chu Feng looked up at an octagonal pagoda in front. It had only three levels, made entirely of white jade, and looked extremely exquisite.
The entrance on the first floor was unguarded, like a temple gate, open to everyone.
Ascending the steps, a total of nine steps, with a very high threshold.
Entering the Treasure Pavilion, the first floor was very spacious, with an Eight Diagrams Array covering the entire floor, giving a very shocking first impression. In certain directions, there were rows of cushions for meditation.
It was like a Daoist hall.
An invisible, divine, and vast aura hit him face-on.
In the east, there was a lotus seat built specifically for the Instructor Elder to lecture on Sword Dao or Cultivation Techniques. Standing three feet three inches tall, it ensured that all disciples seated on the cushions could see the Instructor Elder.
Chu Feng roughly counted, the entire first floor of the hall, apart from a centrally cleared pathway, had about a thousand cushions altogether.
It should be able to accommodate thousands of disciples listening to lectures simultaneously.
Because the Chuan Gong Hall did not only impart cultivation techniques. Usually, it would also explain Swordsmanship, as well as sword casting, sword recognition, and other knowledge related to the Sword Dao. Any Inner Sect Disciple could come here to attend lectures.
Chu Feng noticed that these cushions were meticulously arranged too.
At the back, all were ordinary reed cushions. In the middle were coarse hemp cushions of brown color. Closer to the front were yellow brocade cushions. This update is available on novel(ꜰ)ire.net
At the very front, there were thirty-six Cold Jade Mats.
It was obvious that the higher one’s status, the closer to the front one could sit.