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The old man’s ears twitched slightly as he shook his head. "Such a stubborn child, refusing to ask for my help with even a single soft word from beginning to end. Now, even with the Eight Gates broken, he still thinks he can leave on his feet."
He walked over to Wei Ning, sighed, and lifted him into his arms, carrying him into the house.
Although it was pitch black at that moment, the old man seemed to have no intention of turning on the lights. He gently placed Wei Ning on the bed and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief. Reaching into Wei Ning's pocket, he pulled out the red pearl that contained Liu Linglang and murmured, "There is such heavy malevolent energy within this."
The old man toyed with the Red Pearl for a while, frowning. "How could there be the aura of a Drought Corpse? That thing hasn't appeared in over a hundred years. Where did this child get such a cursed object? Doesn’t he know that if he isn’t careful, this malevolent energy will invade him and lead him to madness? I really can’t tell if he’s ignorant or just bold. Even if he doesn’t know, this Nurturing Ghosts technique must have been taught to him by his master. Wei Zi doesn’t know; does his master not know either? The most fearsome Drought Corpse malevolence feeding on the most spiritual Liu Linglang... I really wonder what kind of monster this child will raise."
The old man held up the Red Pearl between his thumb, index finger, and middle finger, using the Three Pure Ones' Spirit Summoning Finger. "No wonder this thing hasn’t moved in so long; it’s going through tribulation. As they say, one cannot escape their fate. I really don’t know if this thing can successfully pass through this trial. Wei Zi has already formed a contract with it; as they rise together or fall together, if this thing fails its tribulation, it will likely drag Wei Zi down with it. At that point, with his mortal body, he would probably only have death awaiting him. Regardless, I should strike while this thing hasn’t fully formed yet."
He then used his left hand to perform the Azure Dragon Sword Finger and reached into the Red Pearl. However, as soon as he made contact, the old man paused again and chuckled softly. "As they say, every action has its preordained outcome. This child has thick brows and big eyes; he should be someone blessed with good fortune. Moreover, that strange curse from the Wei Family is still binding him. Whether he can break that curse depends on his own fate; why should I make myself miserable by meddling in such trivial matters?"
He placed the Red Pearl back into Wei Ning's pocket and patted the unconscious Wei Ning gently. "You should rest well for now; we’ll settle our accounts later."
When Wei Ning finally woke up, the sun was already high in the sky. He tried hard to sit up but found himself utterly weak, collapsing back onto the bed as if his limbs belonged to someone else.
"You’d better not move. Your Eight Gates are all injured; it’s already fortunate you’re not disabled. If you move around recklessly and your body suffers any issues later on, don’t blame me for not warning you."
Wei Ning managed to glance at the clock and suddenly exclaimed, "It’s almost three! My class..."
The old man replied, "You’ve been unconscious for three hours already. I’ve taken care of your absence; just lie back and relax."
"I was out for three hours?" Wei Ning couldn’t believe his ears.
The old man sneered, "Who told you to overestimate your abilities? You forced yourself to break through the Four Phases using the powers of the Rest Gate and Life Gate. Now look at you—your Eight Gates are all damaged. If it were an ordinary person, they would either die or be completely ruined for life. You would never have the chance to glimpse the mysteries of the Taoist Sect."
Upon hearing the old man's words, Wei Ning's heart sank. He began to regret his impulsiveness. If he were to be rendered useless for life, he would never forgive himself.
The old man glanced at Wei Ning and continued, "Now you know fear, don't you? I can't imagine how impressive you must have felt when you broke through the Four Phases. You were young and reckless. However, with your Eight Gates damaged, it is true that most people would be finished for life. But fortunately for you, you are a Wei."
"The Wei Family is an endless treasure trove. To this day, no one has truly found the key to unlock that treasure. Even someone like Wei Xian Gui only managed to circle around it without gaining access. For thousands of years, the Wei Family has held sway over Zhu You School during its peak, commanding great respect. Unfortunately, it has been ruined by unworthy descendants like Wei Xian Gui. Now that it has come down to you, I must say, I doubt you could even match a single finger of your ancestors."
Hearing the old man belittle him like this made Wei Ning feel a pang of sadness as he recalled that night when the old man had used a very low-level Evil Formation to leave him in such a miserable state. Now he lay in bed unable to move at all.
The old man coldly remarked, "Don't underestimate yourself too much. Although you may seem useless now, there are many among your peers who are even worse off than you. In fact, among your contemporaries, you could still be considered outstanding. You are fortunate to have met me; I will help you unlock the Dark Eight Gates and then teach you the Five Thunder Palm of the Wei Family because it rightfully belongs to you. There is no need for thanks or for you to take me as your master."
Wei Ning recalled hearing about the Five Thunder Palm from his grandfather before; Wei Qiuxi had once described its power with the words "thoroughly shocking." Unfortunately, due to certain reasons, it had been lost in their lineage. He never expected that this old man would not only know it but also agree to pass it on to him. Who exactly was this old man, and what was his connection to the Wei Family?
The old man continued, "Although your Eight Gates are broken, sometimes breaking leads to rebuilding. Everything can be turned upside down and started anew; this might not be a bad thing for you. With your Wei Family's unique constitution and my training methods, within a year you could fully unlock the Dark Eight Gates—this would surpass decades of effort by other cultivators. Once the Dark Eight Gates are opened, I can teach you the Five Thunder Palm."
Wei Ning couldn't help but feel his heart race at these words. Just yesterday, he had witnessed the old man's formidable strength and knew he wasn't just boasting. The old man hadn't forced him into apprenticeship; learning techniques from his own family didn't count as betraying his sect. If he could truly learn the Five Thunder Palm that even his grandfather had never seen, it would be an immense blessing.
The old man went on, "For thousands of years, Zhu You School has practiced profound Taoist arts based on two principles: 'Internal cultivation leads to elixirs; external cultivation leads to methods.' The path of cultivation is generally divided into three levels: upper, middle, and lower tiers. The initial tier focuses on cultivating mental power; the middle tier focuses on cultivating Qi paths. The upper-tier technique I will teach you is called Divine Mind Technique—it utilizes your primordial spirit's abilities without leaving any trace behind; it relies entirely on your spirit's application."
Suddenly, the old man produced a frog from somewhere and placed it on the table before covering it with a leaf. The frog sat still and obediently under the leaf while the old man pressed down on it with both hands. The frog began croaking in apparent agony as its body sank lower and lower until it was eventually crushed beneath the weight of the leaf. Gradually, it became clear that the leaf was growing heavier and heavier until it crushed the frog completely, leaving its insides spilled out and creating a foul stench in the air.
A single leaf had managed to kill a frog.
Wei Ning couldn't help but stare in astonishment, believing a little more in the profound and unfathomable techniques of the old man.
The old man said, "This is the Supreme Divine Mind Technique. If you open the Dark Eight Gates, you will be able to achieve the same. From now on, rest well. Once your body has recovered, I will teach you how to open the Dark Eight Gates."
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