Chapter 73

Qin Tianzheng's words were very clear.

For those who cultivate immortality, besides talent and hard work, there is one more essential thing!

And that is opportunity!

Opportunity is also an important part of one's strength.

Although the chances are very slim, one must believe that in the vast world of cultivation, all kinds of miraculous things exist. It can be said that there is nothing you can't imagine, only things you can't achieve. As long as you are willing to struggle against heaven and fate, there will surely be a day when you can turn things around. The story of Senior Han tells us that the gap between a waste and a genius is just a step away. But this step requires a lifetime of effort to cross!

"With your character, Grandfather believes you can definitely do it!"

"Surname Han? Could it be... him?"

In Tianfeng City, Qin Feng had read countless ancient texts. When Qin Tianzheng mentioned this person, Qin Feng thought of someone. He came from a secular sect, with the poor资质 of a five-attribute mixed Xuan root, and after a long and arduous journey, he eventually stood at the pinnacle of the entire cultivation world. After a thousand years, he finally broke through the boundary. But such a person is one in a billion, and without great opportunity, it is an impossible task.

"Grandfather, are you just trying to comfort me?"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes; how could he not see the condescending smile on Qin Tianzheng's face?

Qin Tianzheng smiled awkwardly, patted Qin Feng's head, and said, "Kid, how will you know the result if you don't try? Maybe you'll be the next Old Demon Han. At least you have a three-color balanced Xuan root as a foundation. As long as you can balance the earth and water attributes and undergo some fusion and mutation, you'll have a Heavenly Xuan root. Even if you can't convert it to a Heavenly Xuan root, your five-color mixed Xuan root still gives you the capital to continue cultivating. Having a chance is better than having no chance, right!"

Qin Feng was speechless.

Although Grandfather's words made sense, Qin Feng, who had lived two lives, was not an easily fooled child.

Is Grandfather really that good at persuading people!

It's not Grandfather's fault. If he knew about Qin Feng's mutated snake soul, he would probably immediately change his tune and say that the five-color mixed Xuan root is nothing. Why bother cultivating when it's so tiring and painful? How can it compare to the Qin family's bloodline soul?

He would certainly praise the bloodline soul to the skies and denounce the Xuan root to hell.

After inwardly criticizing Grandfather, Qin Feng almost burst out laughing.

However, Qin Feng appreciated Grandfather's good intentions and thus pretended to be very encouraged on the surface.

Seeing Qin Feng's happy expression, Qin Tianzheng finally sighed in relief.

Then, under Qin Feng's surprised gaze, he took out a letter and mysteriously handed it to him.

"Grandfather, what's this?"

"Oh, a letter!"

"Letter? Written to whom?"

Qin Tianzheng did not answer immediately but pondered for a moment before replying, "When I was young, I had an old friend from Shujian Mountain. Her talent was much better than mine. She is now at least a Digan realm powerhouse. The Shujian Mountain opens its doors once every ten years. Take this letter and find her. Ask her to take you as a disciple."

"Shujian Mountain? Opening ceremony?"

"Yes, in simple terms, it's a recruitment ceremony!"

"Grandfather, I can attend the opening ceremony, but why do I need a letter? Could it be... you're asking me to use... connections? Seriously, my talent is so poor that I need to rely on family ties to join Shujian Mountain?"

"Brat, I didn't say that!"

Qin Tianzheng's face turned red, he coughed, and said awkwardly, "I have some matters to attend to. Pack your things and choose a day to set off!"

After saying that, Qin Tianzheng urged Qin Feng to leave.

Before Qin Feng left the door, he suddenly remembered something, pinched his nose, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Grandfather, please go to the Huo family for me. The marriage arrangement with Huo Siyan, please... decline it for me!" As he spoke, Qin Feng's voice grew softer, clearly lacking confidence.

Qin Feng lacked confidence because he had done something bad last night.

But in Qin Tianzheng's ears, it sounded like Qin Feng was emotionally hurt.

"Huo family? Hmph!"

Qin Tianzheng's eyes flashed with cold light, his face full of anger, and he said, "Don't worry, I'll decline the marriage for you, but the Huo family will have to pay the price for this!" As he spoke, his aura suddenly surged, as if he had transformed from a kind grandfather back into the iron-fisted patriarch of the Qin family.

After leaving Grandfather's room, Qin Feng walked and thought.

He never expected to have a five-attribute mixed Xuan root. This was a pleasant surprise. Although it was the lowest grade of Xuan roots, it was better than nothing. As for the Xuan root transformation Grandfather mentioned, Qin Feng believed it, but he didn't take it too seriously. After all, the probability was extremely low.

Moreover, with his mutated bloodline soul, he wasn't too interested in Xuan roots.

However, Grandfather's letter provided a good choice for his upcoming journey. To be honest, Qin Feng had a very good impression of Shujian Mountain, and the main reason was because of Zhan Bai.

Shujian Mountain, the leader of the righteous sects in Yunqi Kingdom, the embodiment of justice.

Most importantly, the ability of sword immortals to fly in the air was extremely appealing to Qin Feng!

Now that he had advanced to the Digan realm, he still couldn't fly. To travel the world and uphold justice, he needed a cool image. How could he face himself without it?

The more he thought, the more itchy Qin Feng's heart became.

But Huo Siyan was also at Shujian Mountain, and their complicated relationship...

"Ah!"

He sighed deeply, feeling somewhat hesitant. It wasn't out of fear, but he hadn't figured out how to face Huo Siyan.

"Go, or not go?"

At this moment of inner turmoil, a blood-red demonic eye suddenly bulged out on the palm of his right hand. The eye rolled a few times and then blinked, saying, "Kid, I've heard Shujian Mountain in Yunqi Kingdom mentioned by the Crimson Corpse. Although the sect is only considered second-rate in the Qingxuan Eastern Region, there are some decent quality swords on the Sword Burial Mountain within the sect. Moreover, one of my old enemies might be buried there. Although it's just a guess, I think it's worth a trip for you."

Qin Feng had successfully tamed the Heavenly Demon Blood Qi Coffin.

He used the ancient method of blood talisman lock demon recorded in the murals of the Evil Hall to recognize the Heavenly Demon Blood Qi Coffin as his. After recognition, the coffin could be freely stored within his body.

This guy was indeed evil, always liking to bulge out an eye on some part of his body, which made Qin Feng very frustrated, yet he couldn't control it.

Qin Feng had discussed this matter with the Heavenly Demon several times and finally reached an agreement under Qin Feng's strong protest.

You can bulge out wherever you want, just not on the end of my leg...

"An old enemy of the Heavenly Demon?"

Qin Feng was taken aback and then looked at the Heavenly Demon. How many years had this demon lived? He must be so old that he was falling apart. The old enemy he mentioned was definitely not a human.

"That's right, a very interesting guy!"

At this point, the Heavenly Demon paused, as if reminiscing about something. He blinked his demonic eye and muttered, "I remember, his name was Chong Wu!"

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