Chapter 387 - 179: The 3rd Daoist Talisman ’Yellow Millet Dream’, Golden Finger Upgrade! An Emperor Monarch’s Return from Ancient History

Chapter 387: Chapter 179: The 3rd Daoist Talisman ’Yellow Millet Dream’, Golden Finger Upgrade! An Emperor Monarch’s Return from Ancient History

Jiangyin Prefecture Courtyard.

In a side room reserved for visiting Educational Officials.

After Xu Longxiang woke up, a long moment passed before he finally managed to compose himself.

Seeing the flicker of curiosity in Pei Daoran’s eyes, the world-renowned Dragon Elephant Martial Saint’s vision went dark as an unpleasant memory surfaced.

Annoyed and flustered, he immediately found an excuse to send him away.

’What a joke.’

’If word of this got out, what would become of my reputation?’

’A dignified, Titled Level Martial Saint, knocked unconscious by a single elbow strike?’

Even now, thinking back on it, Xu Longxiang found it utterly inconceivable.

’There was something... utterly bizarre about that old man!’

’I haven’t been out in the world for sixty years. How has a Demon Fiend like that appeared in Jiangyin Prefecture?’

’I’ll have to investigate his background thoroughly later!’

After Pei Daoran, the Dean of the Mansion and Court, departed with a look of regret, unable to learn the details of what had transpired, silence fell upon the room, leaving only Xu Longxiang and his student, Ji Xiu.

Though he was furious with the old man deep down, Xu Longxiang couldn’t let it show on his face. He turned to Ji Xiu, his expression softening and his tone gentle.

"So, I didn’t lie to you, did I?"

"Taking me as your Master, becoming my student..."

"...is far more beneficial than just taking any random Educational Official in this Mansion Courtyard as your teacher."

Ji Xiu nodded repeatedly at his words.

Although the trip to the Celestial Blade School had been a winding one, it was undeniable that the Master he had just accepted played a pivotal role.

Without him, even if his martial uncle Chen Hex had hidden his strength as a Fifth Realm Great Martial Artist at the Peak of Leakless, he still would have been no match for Weii Changkong, the Purple Mist Sect Leader.

Even though he had unintentionally brought his Ancestral Master, Wang Xuanyang, to Golden Turtle Island, the old man was mad and utterly unreliable. His body was burdened with the brands of three Residual Thoughts comparable to Titled Martial Saints, and his own consciousness couldn’t break through anytime soon.

Without Xu Longxiang, the outcome would have been uncertain.

At this thought, Ji Xiu subtly glanced at the swollen lump on the back of Xu Longxiang’s head, struggling to hold back a laugh.

It was quite a coincidence, really.

If his new Master hadn’t been overcome with curiosity, the sudden thought crossing his mind to test Ancestral Master Wang Xuanyang, then by a strange twist of fate, the old man’s progress in sublimating his Reincarnation Celestial Skill wouldn’t have surged forward so much.

In the end, the Celestial Blade School reaped all the benefits, while Xu Longxiang swallowed the bitter fruit alone. This made Ji Xiu feel a little embarrassed.

"Master, no matter how you look at it, my Ancestral Master was in the wrong this time."

"He’s cultivating a Celestial Skill and hasn’t been in his right mind lately, so he can’t give you a proper apology. You are a man of great magnanimity, so please bear with him."

"Besides, he used to be a reasonable and respected figure. You are his senior, and you even lent him a hand. If his mind ever clears and he becomes lucid again, he will surely visit you to apologize personally."

"And also..."

Ji Xiu paused here, his expression suddenly turning serious.

"Today, you acted on my behalf with great fanfare, not hesitating to expose your identity in Jiangyin. It makes me, your student, feel truly ashamed."

"Although I haven’t even reached the rank of Qi Cultivation Grandmaster yet, as long as you give the word, Master, I will brave a Sword Mountain and Fire Sea for you!"

Ji Xiu spoke these words from the bottom of his heart, with utmost sincerity.

But then again.

The Dragon Elephant True Sect, a Dragon Elephant Martial Saint!

What kind of status did that represent?

Across the entire Three Mansions’ Land, including Jiangyin Prefecture itself, you wouldn’t find such a colossal figure unless you went to the core area of a Vassal Town that ruled an entire state!

When facing a successor from a so-called Noble Clan, like Gao Ye, if Ji Xiu hadn’t become this Master’s disciple, then even if he had reached the top of the Martial Tower and become one of the five contemporary champions of the Jiangyin Prefecture Courtyard, it would have meant nothing in the face of such a vast difference in family background.

But!

If he had the title of ’Dragon Elephant Disciple,’ everything would be different.

Even if he beat that kid to a pulp, shattered his Dao heart, and sent him home crying to his family, the so-called Noble Ancestor behind his Dan Mountain Gao Clan would never dare to confront a Dragon Elephant Martial Saint face-to-face or challenge him directly!

According to his martial uncle Chen Hex’s explanation, the Gao Clan’s Ancestor was merely a Pseudo-Martial Saint who had inherited the will of a predecessor’s Martial Dao Residual Thought to attain his Title.

But Xu Longxiang had cultivated his way up, step by painstaking step; the two couldn’t even be mentioned in the same breath!

To have such a figure to rely on was an opportunity that countless prodigies from the Grand Lineages and Schools of Jiangyin Prefecture couldn’t hope for, even if they begged!

Take Jiang Yue, the Dragon Elephant True Inheritance disciple who had accompanied the Purple Mist Sect Leader to the Celestial Blade School. His Martial Dao aura was like a surging river, and a single glance revealed he was at the Peak of the Sea of Qi, with few who could resist him.

Yet even someone who had cultivated to that level desperately coveted the title of True Sect Disciple.

And yet, with a single sentence, Xu Longxiang had bestowed that title upon him. He still wasn’t sure what the specific benefits were, but just revealing this status alone... In the future, all those Daoist Schools, the Thirty-Six Professions, the outer island Schools... wouldn’t they have to be exceedingly careful around him, terrified of causing offense?

His own Ancestral Master, Wang Xuanyang, may have descended into madness and couldn’t be relied upon.

But this thick thigh of Xu Longxiang’s...

...was more than enough for Ji Xiu to rely on his might to dominate Jiangyin, just as he had done in Anning County after taking Duan Chenzhou as his master!

"A Sword Mountain and Fire Sea, you say?"

Watching Ji Xiu’s earnest, vow-making expression, Xu Longxiang mulled over those words. He pushed aside his earlier unpleasantness and, as if remembering something, broke into a cryptic smile.