Chapter 163: Psychic Secrets, Wei Zihhao's Terrifying Intuition
"It's good that you're back just in time. Tomorrow, Zian will be taking his master's discipleship, and as his older brother, you can help with hosting the guests." Wei Xinghe said.
"Father, speaking of which, I was just about to ask you. Are you really going to have Zian take Master Magu as his teacher?" Wei Zihhao asked.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"Child, I heard that Master Magu is only a minor achievement in the Sinew and Bone Realm. Isn't it a bit lacking for him to be Zian's teacher?"
"Your younger brother has just entered the Qi and Blood Realm, and Master Magu's teachings will be more than enough for him." Wei Xinghe shook his head, "More importantly, your younger brother is willing to listen to his teachings. You also know that Zian used to have a different attitude towards martial arts."
Wei Zihhao thought about it and felt that it made sense.
His younger brother used to be lazy when it came to martial arts practice, always trying to get by with minimal effort.
Since Master Magu could discipline him, he was indeed the best teacher.
"That's good, too. I was thinking that if Zian really wanted to learn martial arts, he could come with me to the Qingyun Sword Pavilion. I just became an inner disciple, and I'm qualified to take on three sword-tending boys."
The so-called sword-tending boys were mostly used by inner disciples to cultivate their own confidants or to help their clansmen and friends. This had already become an unspoken rule.
"You've become an inner disciple of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion?"
Wei Xinghe was delighted to hear this news.
To become an inner disciple of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion, one must have achieved a great success in the Sinew and Bone Realm and passed the sect's inner disciple trial.
It was said that the inner disciple trial of the Qingyun Sword Pavilion was extremely harsh.
He wouldn't have thought that his eldest son would be able to pass it.
"It's embarrassing to say, but half a year ago, I had already reached the peak of Sinew and Bone. Later, I spent three months preparing and barely passed the sect's inner disciple trial."
"Half a year ago, you reached the peak of Sinew and Bone... I remember that five years ago, when I sent you to the Qingyun Sword Pavilion, you had only achieved minor success in the Qi and Blood Realm. In just a little over four years, you've reached the peak of Sinew and Bone. Zihhao, my initial judgment was correct; your talent is indeed suitable for the sword."
Wei Xinghe was very pleased.
The Qingyun Sword Pavilion was one of the strongest sects in Jizhou, and the benefits of Wei Zihhao becoming an inner disciple there were naturally self-evident.
"I was a bit proud of myself, but compared to the young Master Lu you mentioned, this achievement seems insignificant."
"Don't compare yourself to Young Master Lu. Their master and disciple are extraordinary people, and they are naturally not something we ordinary people can compare to. But in the path of martial arts, the most important thing is to build a solid foundation. As long as you take it step by step and don't rush, there will be a chance for you to reach the peak of martial arts, become a grandmaster, and even enter the realm of the immortals in the future."
Wei Xinghe spoke with a serious expression.
"Yes, child, I will remember your teachings." Wei Zihhao replied solemnly.
In the evening, Wei Zihhao took Wei Zian to visit Lu Qing at Youzhu Courtyard.
"Master Lu!"
As soon as they arrived at the courtyard, Wei Zian rushed in.
"Young Master, what brings you here?"
Lu Qing, who was reading a book in the courtyard, was a little surprised.
This kid was about to take his master's discipleship tomorrow, so why was he still running around?
As for Xiaoyan and Xiaoli, Mrs. Wei loved Xiaoyan and offered to help Lu Qing teach her after learning that she was learning to write.
So recently, the two little guys spent most of their time there studying and usually only came back at night.
"My big brother is back, and he wanted to meet you, so I brought him over." Wei Zian said happily.
"Your big brother?"
Lu Qing looked towards the person behind him.
Chapter: A Youthful Prodigy
A tall and slender figure with a gentle countenance stood before him, staring at Wei Zihhao in a dazed manner.
Wei Zihhao's heart was filled with awe at that moment. Before meeting Lu Qing, he had always imagined him to be a young man around his own age. After all, although his father had mentioned this young master Lu on multiple occasions, he had never disclosed his exact age.
Never did he expect that Lu Qing would be so young, appearing to be around the same age as Wei Zian and even a few years younger than himself.
The thought that this young man, with his mere muscle and bone cultivation, had publicly defeated a Martial Arts Grandmaster with a perfect inner core, left Wei Zihhao's heart trembling.
He finally understood why his father had repeatedly emphasized that he should not compare himself to Lu Qing.
Such a monstrous genius was simply unmatched!
"Young Master Wei?"
Seeing that Wei Zihhao was just staring at him blankly without saying a word, Lu Qing called out to him.
Wei Zihhao snapped out of his trance and quickly greeted him, "I am Wei Zihhao, Wei Zian's older brother. Thank you, Young Master Lu, for your righteous action that day in saving my mother, brother, and our entire Wei family from peril."
After speaking, Wei Zihhao bowed deeply to Lu Qing.
"Young Master Wei, there's no need to be so polite. I merely acted on my conscience," Lu Qing replied with a smile.
"Young Master Lu is too humble. The immense gratitude our Wei family feels towards you is beyond words," Wei Zihhao said, his heart at ease. This Young Master Lu was indeed as his father had described—gentle and approachable, without a hint of arrogance.
Noticing the book in Lu Qing's hand, Wei Zihhao stayed in Youzhu Courtyard for a while before taking his leave with his brother.
As soon as they stepped out of the courtyard, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"Big brother, what's wrong?" Wei Zian, who was by his side, looked at him with confusion.
"This Young Master Lu is truly extraordinary. The psychological pressure he exudes is overwhelming," Wei Zihhao said as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Really? I find Young Master Lu quite easy to get along with," Wei Zian said, perplexed.
"That's only because your cultivation is too low, and you can't sense the terrifying aura he possesses," Wei Zihhao said, still feeling apprehensive.
Although Lu Qing had his aura perfectly concealed, not leaking out in the slightest, and appeared no different from an ordinary youth, Wei Zihhao couldn't discern his exact cultivation level.
However, a secret art he had cultivated constantly warned him that Lu Qing was extremely dangerous.
It was a suffocating feeling that made him believe that Lu Qing could take his life in an instant, no matter how desperately he struggled to escape.
Even when facing the Inner Core Perfection elders of his sect, he had never felt such danger.
At that moment, Wei Zihhao finally believed that his father's words had not been an exaggeration. In fact, they might have even downplayed Lu Qing's capabilities.
This Young Master Lu was likely not just capable of defeating a Martial Arts Grandmaster; his true strength might surpass everyone's imagination.
Wei Zihhao had immense faith in his intuition. It was this very intuition that had helped him navigate the intense competition within the Qingyun Sword Pavilion over the years, turning dangers into opportunities and eventually becoming an inner disciple.
"This Young Master Lu is absolutely not someone to be trifled with!" Wei Zihhao immediately made up his mind.
In the courtyard, Lu Qing, who was still reading his book, sensed the departure of the Wei brothers and smiled, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.
"Qingyun Sword Pavilion, spiritual secret art?" He murmured, "It seems this Young Master Wei is not so simple after all."
(End of Chapter)
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