Immortal of the Nine Realms

As they approached the Purple Pole Dao Academy, Dongfang Haojie suddenly remembered Little Cow Dung’s existence, and he asked with raised brows, ”Brother Fang Chen, who is this little kid? Is he your son”

Fairy Tianyin was also curious.

Fang Jue carefully examined Little Cow Dung’s appearance but couldn’t see any resemblance to Fang Chen.

Fang Chen smiled. ”He’s a disciple I’ve taken in.”

The three were taken aback and Dongfang Haojie sighed. ”His talent must be excellent to be valued by you.”

”He has a four-chimes talent,” Fang Chen replied.

”I knew it...? Huh?

Dongfang Haojie was slightly stunned, looking at Little Cow Dung with disbelief.

Did I hear that correctly? A four-chimes talent?

Fang Jue also found this odd. A talent like that was considered below average even in the Grand Qian Empire. Even in the Fang Family, the prerequisite to qualify to practice the family’s unique heritage was to have at least a five-chime talent. Anyone below five chimes would only have a basic Qi Refining method and would have to rely on themselves.

Even in places like the Purple Pole Dao Academy, where no one had a talent rating below seven chimes, Fang Jue barely managed to get in because he reached the minimum requirements!

Little Cow Dung’s eyes revealed a hint of inferiority, subconsciously holding Fang Chen’s hand tightly.

Sensing this, Fang Chen smiled faintly. ”What’s with these expressions? Who said that those with talent below four chimes can’t cultivate immortality? Cultivation depends on opportunities. Little Cow Dung’s meeting with me is his opportunity.”

With that, Fang Chen looked at Little Cow Dung. ”Work hard in the future, strive for the opportunity to establish your foundation. Even if you can’t establish one, it’s okay. Qi Refining Realm cultivators can still accomplish a lot.”

Dongfang Haojie’s expression turned strange. ”Brother Fang Chen, is your expectation for disciples just... for them to reach the Foundation Building Realm?”

Fang Chen smiled lightly. ”No one ever said that one must reach the level of a sect leader to cultivate, right? As long as one doesn’t forget their original goal, it’s enough. Little Cow Dungi’s goal is to find his mother, so having cultivation at the Qi Refining Realm is sufficient.”

The three suddenly felt that Fang Chen’s words were unexpectedly broad-minded, breaking their previous understanding of cultivation.

”Not forgetting one’s goal in cultivation...” Fairy Tianyin murmured softly, with a thoughtful look in her eyes.

Just then, an old woman suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Dongfang Haojie and the others quickly bowed. ”We pay respects to Elder Yan.”

”Fang Chen, this is Elder Yan of our Purple Pole Dao Academy. She’s also a direct disciple of Immortal Void Rush,” Dongfang Haojie transmitted.

Elder Yan looked to be in her seventies or eighties. She looked at Fang Chen for a moment and suddenly smiled. ”Your demeanor is indeed very similar to that of Fang Tingyuan.”

Fang Chen smiled and asked. ”You know my ancestor, senior?”

”I’ve met him a few times. It’s a pity he passed away young; otherwise, he would have been a mighty Nascent Soul Realm by now.” Elder Yan smiled. ”The master instructed me to bring you over. Follow me.”

Fang Chen nodded lightly, handed Little Cow Dung to the care of the three, and then followed Elder Yan to the front of Immortal Void Rush’s cave dwelling, deep in the Purple Pole Dao Academy.

Elder Yan showed a respectful expression, bowing and saluting toward the cave dwelling. ”Master, they have arrived.”

As the door of the cave-dwelling slowly opened, Immortal Void Rush’s voice drifted out, ”Let him come in alone.”

Elder Yan made a gesture of invitation, and after seeing Fang Chen enter and the doors close, she turned and left.

The cave dwelling of Immortal Void Rush was much simpler than Fang Chen had imagined, with no fancy decorations but ample spiritual energy, indicating the presence of a spirit-gathering formation.

As he walked inside, Fang Chen soon arrived at a medicinal field and happened to see Immortal Void Rush watering the spiritual herbs with a pot of water.

Fang Chen didn’t disturb her and waited quietly until she was done.

After a while, Immortal Void Rush put down the water pot and turned to look at Fang Chen, a faint smile appearing on her face.

”Fellow Cultivator Fang, it’s quite surprising that you’re still alive,” Immortal Void Rush said.

”I’m also quite surprised,” Fang Chen replied with a smile.

”Your fortune is indeed much deeper than that of your ancestor’s.” Immortal Void Rush sighed lightly. She then asked casually, ”You must’ve come to the Purple Pole Dao Academy for a reason. You aren’t just here to catch up with Fang Jue and the others, right?”

Fang Chen got straight to the point. ”I want to know about the Killing Spiritual Division.”

”The Killing Spiritual Division....” Immortal Void Rush gazed at Fang Chen for a moment and nodded gently. ”Follow me.”

She led Fang Chen to the guest hall and personally brewed a pot of spiritual tea, then slowly began speaking, ”Over a decade ago in the Grand Qian Empire, you were the one who alerted Dongfang Haojie to the Spirit Blood Sect’s plot. I’m curious, how did you come by this information?”

”I beg your pardon, but I cannot speak about these matters,” Fang Chen replied gently, shaking his head.

”Are you worried that I might be a Spirit Blood Sect cultivator?” Immortal Void Rush asked with a half-smile.

Fang Chen smiled back but remained silent.

After a few moments of silence, Immortal Void Rush nodded gently. ”Alright, I won’t ask about that. Do you want to join the Killing Spiritual Division?”

”If possible.” Fang Chen nodded. ”My goal aligns with the Killing Spiritual Division, but with my strength alone, I can’t kill many Spirit Blood Sect scoundrels. If there are like-minded individuals working together, I believe we can achieve some results.”

”To join the Killing Spiritual Division, there are usually some assessments involved, such as strength assessment and a thorough investigation of background details. I don’t know much about you, but considering you are a descendant of Fang Tianyuan and have achieved something in the Grand Qian Empire, you are fully qualified to join the Killing Spiritual Division. Over these years, many senior members of the Killing Spiritual Division have praised you. In the future, you may have the opportunity to meet these seniors.”

Immortal Void Rush chuckled lightly and casually tossed a black ring to Fang Chen.

”Once you refine this ring with your blood essence, it will signify your membership in the Killing Spiritual Division. The Killing Spiritual Division doesn’t differentiate in status; it’s all about cooperation. There are no superior or subordinate distinctions. Just as I cannot easily command you, this ring not only symbolizes your identity but also serves as a communication token, allowing you to connect with Killing Spiritual Division members within thousands of miles.

“If they need help, they will send messages to nearby Killing Spiritual Division cultivators, and whether to help or not is up to individual judgment. Because no one can guarantee whether the person calling you is a member of the Killing Spiritual Division or a Spirit Blood Sect cultivator.”

”Within the Killing Spiritual Division, there is no distinction of status?” Fang Chen frowned slightly. ”Without such distinctions, how can this massive force truly operate? When facing the Spirit Blood Sect, it’s inevitable to suffer losses.”

Having spent many years in the military, he understood the importance of clear orders. He didn’t expect the structure of the Killing Spiritual Division to be somewhat scattered.

”It does come with some disadvantages, but it also prevents many troubles. Over time, you will understand the reasons behind it. By the way, besides me, it’s best not to let others know that you are a member of the Killing Spiritual Division. Even if you help, you should maintain a disguise.” Immortal Void Rush lightly smiled. ”Except for a few who know you well, others won’t be able to distinguish between friend or foe. This is for your safety.”

Fang Chen nodded thoughtfully, fidgeting with the black ring in his hand. He condensed a drop of blood and used his spiritual energy to refine it on the spot. When the refinement was complete, the black ring slowly disappeared from his finger, as if melding into his flesh.

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