Chapter 778: Chapter 513: Opening the Sect Gate (Part 2)

“Miss Xue Qing.”

Chai Tianque held the Heavenly Blade in both hands and spoke softly: “This item is a Divine Marrow Crystal I obtained by chance from the core of a Giant God Clan relic. I guarded the outskirts of the ‘Ancient God Burial Ground’ for a thousand years for this moment. I had three Divine Artisans from the Heavenly Craft Workshop help me forge it, spending half of my fortune and several decades to complete. Its sharpness can cut through any weapon of an ordinary Great Saint, and its divine properties are greatly beneficial in refining qi and blood, as well as nurturing the Divine Soul.”

He further extended the unrivaled Divine Weapon half a foot forward: “It’s yours.”

He spoke with a calm tone, as if he were offering not a priceless treasure, but a mere piece of common iron.

Chai Tianque’s gaze was fixed on Xue Qing, and beneath the sharpness of his knife-like eyes lay an almost childish longing for candy:

“Last time… the theory you mentioned about ‘the foundation of the Martial Path beginning from the boiling of blood’ affected me greatly. I’ve pondered deeply but still struggle with some obstacles. Miss, could you elaborate further? No matter the cost, I won’t hesitate!”

He slightly bowed his head, the spine known for its fierce reputation of Sky-splitting bending before Xue Qing.

Behind them, a wide-clothed elder with crane-white hair and a youthful appearance was rubbing his hands anxiously—Chao Qiankun, the Earth-covering Great Saint, oldest among them, renowned for his Qiankun Palm in Falling Leaves Heaven.

Now, these long-established Great Saints, like ants on a hot pan, paced a small area around Xue Qing, occasionally glancing at the ancient scroll on her knees, hesitant to disturb her.

Finally, as Xue Qing flipped a page of the ancient scroll, seeming a bit distracted, he seized the moment with a quick step forward, a grin nearly sycophantic: “Young friend Xue Qing, my Qiankun Palm has been stuck at the Eighth Layer, ‘Hand of Heaven and Earth’ realm, for four thousand seven hundred eighty-nine years, watching my lifespan nearing its end with no hope for the great path.”

His gaze brightened: “Last time, I mentioned it unintentionally while you were eating fruit, and you casually said, ‘The inversion of Heaven and Earth, Yin and Yang have mutual roots, its power doesn’t linger externally but arises in the gaps before emergence…’

At this point, Chao Qiankun’s eyes suddenly exploded with a terrifying brilliance, as if grasping the last straw: “That one sentence! I mulled over it for days, feeling the motionless bottleneck loosening, truly loosening!”

His excitement made his beard tremble:

“Young friend, please! Demonstrate once! How did you push the Qiankun Palm to the Ninth Layer, ‘Hand of Infinite Control’ realm? Just once! Let me feel that Martial Arts True Intent of ‘arising in the gap before emergence,’ and I’ll give you my treasured ‘Nine Revolutions Soul Revival Pill’ recipe! Hoping young friend can guide me!”

He nearly bowed to Xue Qing on the spot.

At that moment, a stout elder with a wealthy demeanor and fingers adorned with various storage rings stepped into the vacuum zone.

He wore a businessman’s astute smile, his small green bean eyes darting over Fire Cloud Ancestor’s stew pot and Chai Tianque’s Divine Marrow Crystal Heavenly Blade, showing a trace of disdain in his gaze.

He cleared his throat, his voice loud and penetrating, instantly overshadowing others:

“Oh my, I say, what are you brothers gifting?”

As a businessman-like old man, widely known as Duobao Great Saint Tu Fugui, he waved a golden-glittering feather fan, expressing disagreement:

“Miss Xue Qing represents the moon in the sky, the future sun of our Martial Pavilion, the priceless treasure we old folks must cherish! Is it proper to just give these combat-oriented items?”

His tone shifted, his smile turning exceptionally amiable, looking towards Xue Qing still bent over her scroll with a friendly tone:

“Miss Xue Qing, at your young age, continually delving into the laborious Martial Path, without someone close to care for you, how exhausting!”

He paused, voice rising excitedly: “Oh! Right, I recently heard news, the Song Clan, this generation produced an exceptional young man, his appearance, tsk tsk tsk… they say he’s perfected the Jade Soul Divine Body, truly ice skin and jade bones, with a god-like visage!”

He slapped his rotund belly with a loud thud, boldly shouting:

“Miss, need a man? Just nod, and I, Old Tu, will move mountains, personally visiting the Song Clan! Guarantee to bring that young gentleman to you clean and whole, serving tea, warming the bed, massaging shoulders. If one is not enough, I have wide connections, hey, you want what kind, Old Tu will get you what kind, sure to satisfy! All I ask is occasional guidance, haha!”

He rubbed his hands, looking at Xue Qing with anticipation.

Boom—

There was an uproar around, Divine Blood Flood Dragon Tendon stew merely seeking cultivation technique pointers? Offering the Heavenly Blade just to hear the theory again? Even considering kidnapping a top family’s handsome heir to warm the bed?

Humility, utmost humility!

Where are the lofty Great Saints of the Martial Path?

Yun Tianji stood at the edge of the surging crowd, stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a light laugh.

Remarkable… truly remarkable, to make proud martial warriors humble so.

No mere exceptional talent, but an enigma, a monster!

“More terrifying than those Sons of Heaven…”

Yun Tianji mused, those Sons of Heaven only had better cultivation talent, a bit of Heavenly Fate protecting them.

Xue Qing, truly by her own talent and insight, has made those far more cultivated than her bow their heads.

Such talent already surpasses all known prodigies!

Her future… Yun Tianji hardly dared to imagine what heights it might reach.

His thoughts drifted to Zheng Chu, curious about what stage Zheng Chu has now reached.

Looking back, every meeting with Zheng Chu, his gaze was exceedingly calm, rarely seeing emotional fluctuations.

Until today, he hadn’t truly seen through Zheng Chu, always feeling a layer apart.

As the assembly fell into silence due to the Great Saints’ actions, after hearing Duobao Great Saint Tu Fugui’s words, the figure immersed in ancient scroll mysteries at the Martial Arts Arena’s center finally moved.

Xue Qing slowly raised her head, looking at Tu Fugui thoughtfully.

Seeing this, the Great Saints were instantly stifled, gaze converging on Tu Fugui’s round body.

Could it truly work?

Tu Fugui laughed heartily: “How? Miss Xue Qing, which young talent do you fancy? I’ll arrange it immediately!”

Xue Qing’s brow slightly furrowed, after hesitating, she spoke softly:

“If he doesn’t agree after being brought, what then?”

“Once they’re brought, why care if they agree? To be valued by you, Miss, is a fortune beyond lifetimes.”

Tu Fugui coldly huffed, then chuckled and rubbed his hands: “I have a son named Jingchuan, still only twelve, if you’re not in a hurry, I’ll send him. Keep him by your side a few years, treat him like a spirit pet, he doesn’t eat much.”

Nearby Great Saints heard this, each had the same thought flash in their minds.

Beast!

Seeing hesitance in Xue Qing’s brow, Tu Fugui waved his hand, urging again:

“Forced fruit may not be sweet, but quenches thirst, time naturally breeds feelings. If separated by distance, how can anything come of it? Know that bitter fruit is still a fruit.”

Xue Qing paused in silence, then turned her hand, taking out a Communication Jade Talisman, handed to Tu Fugui:

“I trouble Great Saint to make a trip, bring this person, ensure no harm comes to their kin or family.”

Tu Fugui took the jade talisman, probing: “My son…”

Hearing this, Xue Qing didn’t hesitate, nodded:

“Great Saint guides today, complete this task and I can open the sect gate, accept one disciple.”