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Chapter 819: Deviating from the Expected Path
Chapter 819: Deviating from the Expected Path
Some of the guests vacationing on High Rock Island received news half an hour before Chen Chuan Chen's arrival that a fighter would be staying on the island.
Those who could afford to be there were all people of status and identity. Although they were curious about the fighter in their midst, they were mindful enough not to intrude.
However, fighters represented genuine power, and naturally, they held a certain status and position. You couldn't ignore them, so the necessary courtesies were still observed. The island's guests would hold imported balls and traditional banquets every few days, so they sent an invitation to Chuan Chen as well.
Chuan Chen had no interest in these events at all. His self-cultivation was gradually growing, and that was enough to captivate him. Perhaps he could participate in these activities during his rest time, but they would never occupy his primary focus.
Even though he was only practicing one of the Great Bright Light Styles, as he delved deeper into his practice, he discovered that even just practicing this one style could provide him with a steady and slow improvement, and he couldn't see an end to it yet.
It was no wonder that many fighters within the sect often specialized in just one or two styles of the Great Bright Light or Vast Sky Styles, while the others were merely secondary and supportive. Just these few styles were enough to delve deep and uncover their potential and strengths.
When the master taught these styles, it wasn't to have them master all of them. Instead, it was to allow them to choose the most suitable style or styles for themselves and focus on cultivating those.
But Chuan Chen knew he was different from the others. His unprecedented Limit-Breaking Foundation gave him the confidence to truly consider completing both sets of styles in their entirety.
However, this also meant that more resources would be required. Just the cultivation of one style from the Great Bright Light Style demanded significant investment, and completing all the styles seemed almost impossible for now. But he could put these thoughts aside for now and focus on completing what was within his reach, leaving the rest for when his power gradually increased and he could find a way.
Because he was immersed in his cultivation, he didn't respond to the invitations. However, his absence didn't stop the island's guests from talking about him. After all, a mysterious and powerful fighter in their midst was something they couldn't ignore during their gatherings.
A few days later, the island hosted another ball, and Chu An took to the dance floor. Although he didn't particularly enjoy dancing, it was a necessary social activity in his circle. As a fighter, his robust physical fitness allowed him to multitask, making the most complex moves without much effort.
After the ball, the guests gathered in small groups to chat, and the topic of divine worship naturally came up, involving much knowledge of old-era religions.
Chu An started as a listener, but soon found himself drawn into the conversation. He had little exposure to these topics before, but for some reason, his mind seemed to already possess this knowledge. Perhaps his teacher had mentioned it, or maybe he had seen it somewhere before. What he said was far more vivid and detailed than the hearsay of others, describing the bloody massacres and ritual steps of the old era with precision.
This captivated a large crowd, not just the young thrill-seekers but also some of the wealthy and influential guests who listened from a distance.
In the current era, the old-era religions were deeply intertwined with the imperial families of the past. As the old dynasties collapsed worldwide, these religions also receded, leaving behind only their achievements for the nations to inherit.
But mysticism still thrived worldwide, especially with various anomalies, urban legends, and the existence of secret rituals that couldn't be ignored.
Today, secret religious organizations of various sizes existed worldwide, and some members of the upper class were participants and promoters. Even within government offices, many were followers of small religions or even cults.
However, in the Eastern Continent, the Great Prosperity Government took a hard stance against them. But being overseas and on a remote island, listening to these secret rituals created a peculiar excitement. Many gathered close by to listen.
Chu An's excitement grew as he spoke, as if a force was pushing him forward. As a fighter, he sensed something amiss, but when he spoke, he felt incredibly invigorated, and the altered organization within him was also excited, making it hard for him to stop or even want to.
Just as he delved deeper into his speech, suddenly, the old man approached and placed a hand on his shoulder, snapping him out of his state.
He spoke nervously, "Teacher?"
The old man also sensed that Chu An was different from his usual self and thought he wanted to socialize with these people. He didn't want to interrupt without a good reason.
"Come with me," the old man said.
Chu An apologized to the group and exchanged contact information with a few people before following the old man. Once outside, his mind cleared a little, and he asked, "Teacher, where are we going?"
"Today, I'm taking you to meet someone," the old man said, looking at Chu An. "If things go well, he can accept you into the Fusion Sect."
"The Fusion Sect?" Chu An was surprised. His teacher was from the Refinement Sect, and he had also joined. He thought he would formally join the Refinement Sect later, but now he was being asked to join the Fusion Sect?
"Because of your older siblings, one of them will most likely join the Refinement Sect. Whether it's within the sect or in the company, the family's resources will favor them. If you were there too, the opportunities you could obtain would be minimal, and you wouldn't have the chance to rise."
The elder spoke in a low voice, "But if you join the Fusion Sect and take a different path, you might have a chance to rise. Even if it's out of consideration for diversification, the family will still provide you with some support instead of treating you as a backup option."
"There's also a place that suits you, and that's the secret teachings of the Fusion Sect. It can greatly compensate for your original shortcomings, and perhaps the path that was once blocked for you might become passable."
Chu An felt a bit resistant. Joining the Refinement Sect was a natural proof of being an elite, and not joining would mean being eliminated. He didn't want that, but a voice in his heart urged him to take this path, a path that would be better for him. Only strength was real and not illusory, and it didn't matter which path he took. So, he suddenly felt relieved.
The elder was about to offer him some words of comfort, but seeing that Chu An had no objections, he didn't say more. He led Chu An into a villa, where a guard at the entrance performed a quick check before allowing them into the living room. There, a man dressed in an imported suit and wearing a ghoul mask sat.
After the two of them entered, the elder addressed the man as "Mr. Feng."
Mr. Feng invited them to sit down and said to the elder, "Since you've brought him, Brother Zhan, there's no need for any tests or the like. But to join the Fusion Sect, one must pass a simple test."
Mr. Feng reached out to a lamp, and from under the lampshade, a centipede-like insect crawled out. It was black, long, and slender, its legs resembling whiskers as they scrambled onto his hand.
He said to Chu An, "Put out your hand."
Chu An extended his hand, and as he did, the insect naturally crawled onto it. Mr. Feng said, "Eat it."
"Eat it?" Chu An was astonished. He felt the wriggling limbs in his hand and a ticklish sensation on his skin, which made him feel nauseous.
Mr. Feng didn't repeat himself but sat there watching Chu An.
Chu An looked at the elder, but he, too, remained silent, offering no hints.
Chu An's expression was slightly unnatural, but he had the endurance to bear the discomfort. Moreover, for some reason, although he clearly detested the insect, he sensed a sweet fragrance from it, so he brought it to his mouth.
He initially wondered how to eat it, but the insect moved swiftly and crawled into his mouth. He could feel the centipede's legs crawling over his teeth and then sticking to his tongue. It quickly made its way down his throat and esophagus and into his stomach.
He couldn't help but frown slightly.
After a while, Mr. Feng, seeing no reaction from Chu An, said, "Your disciple has quite high endurance."
The elder said, "Isn't high endurance a good thing?"
"No," Mr. Feng replied. "High endurance indicates that he can accommodate higher-level fusions."
Mr. Feng turned to Chu An and said, "In our Fusion Sect, we don't fear any congenital defects. In our view, there are no living beings or existences born without flaws. It's the same for us and the world across from us.
But it's not a problem. We compensate and integrate through acquired means, making up for our shortcomings and achieving perfection. This is what we in the Fusion Sect pursue.
By joining now, you're a bit late, but it doesn't matter. Our Fusion Sect has been passed down from the past to the present, and we have different branches worldwide. As long as you have the capacity, we can carefully plan a suitable fusion path for you. If you succeed at every step, you might break through to higher realms."
Chu An hesitated slightly, stood up, and bowed to Mr. Feng, saying, "Please guide me, Teacher Feng."
Mr. Feng said, "In our sect, we don't have the concept of teachers. There are only seniors who guide and teach the juniors. I can introduce you to the sect and instruct you in our secret teachings and knowledge."
The elder spoke at the right moment, "We will provide some funding to Mr. Feng and your sect."
Mr. Feng efficiently handed him a name card, saying, "This is my account at Wansheng Bank. Remember to transfer the money to this account."
The elder took the card and said, "It will be done by tomorrow at the latest."
Mr. Feng seemed to be in a good mood, as he appreciated efficiency. He said, "I also have the materials your disciple needs for fusion. I'll be staying on the island for a month, and during this time, I'll train him well." Then, as if remembering something, he added, "A fighter has recently arrived on the island. You know about it, right?"
The elder replied, "Yes, we know."
"Good," Mr. Feng said. "I received information that this fighter might be from the Pure School. So, it's best if you stay away from them."
Chu An's heart tightened, and he asked, "Are the Pure School and the Fusion Sect enemies?"
Mr. Feng said, "Not exactly enemies, but our principles contradict each other. Conflicts are inevitable at times. If you provoke them, the sect won't stand up for you. Of course, without reason, they won't seek you out, as ordinary people are generally not qualified to do so.
(End of Chapter)
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