Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The next day.

Under Ling Kun's urging, Ling Feng packed his bags and set off with his grandfather on a journey to seek the martial arts.

From Yunxi County, they headed north to a place called the Northern Seven Counties.

Because Ling Feng's "Emperor's Eye" had been activated and he had killed the entire household of the City Lord Mansion in Kaiyang City, Ling Kun had been taking Ling Feng further north to avoid trouble and minimize the possibility of entanglements.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

During this time, Ling Kun had sought out many locally renowned sects, hoping to have Ling Feng accepted for cultivation.

Unfortunately, as soon as those people saw Ling Feng's age, they immediately shook their heads in refusal.

The path of martial arts typically requires one to start strengthening the muscles and bones from a young age; children from martial arts aristocratic families start body refining at the age of twelve, even as young as ten. Although Ling Feng was only eighteen, he had clearly missed this golden age.

Starting martial arts at eighteen was essentially a waste of effort and resources.

Thus, even if some martial artists from those sects had previously received favors from Ling Feng's grandfather, they still refused to accept Ling Feng, either avoiding them altogether or directly expelling them.

To this day, this was the twelfth sect that had expelled Ling Feng and his grandfather, turning their faces away without mercy.

"Get lost. With your grandson's aptitude, thinking of pursuing martial arts is just a fool's dream! Elder Jian said he doesn't know these two beggars, so scram!"

The Mountain Guarding Disciples cursed.

"Damn it, if it weren't for the Old Master, you wouldn't be alive today!"

Once again rejected by a sect's Mountain Guarding Disciples, Ling Kun couldn't hold back any longer and exploded in anger, "You're blind to real talent! Not accepting Feng'er is your loss!"

"Forget it, Grandpa," Ling Feng sighed softly. "Why waste words with these watchdogs?"

"Brat, who are you calling a watchdog?"

Upon hearing this, the Mountain Guarding Disciples immediately surged forward and, with punches and kicks, drove them out of the sect's gates.

Ling Feng looked up at the sect's plaque, which read "Liuyun Sword Sect," and quietly took note.

The indignity suffered today, he would surely repay twofold someday!

...

In the dead of night, Ling Feng and his grandfather sat around a campfire, out in the wild.

"It's almost been a month," Ling Kun clenched his fists and sighed deeply. "Feng'er, tomorrow Grandpa will take you to Asking Immortal Sect. There is an Outer Elder in Asking Immortal Sect who I am somewhat acquainted with... He... he should help us."

"Forget it, Grandpa. Let's not sacrifice your dignity anymore for my sake," Ling Feng gritted his teeth. "Even if I'm not admitted to a sect, I can still cultivate!"

"Feng'er, Grandpa knows you're dutiful, but you don't even have the mental method for Energy Introduction. How can you cultivate?"

Ling Kun patted Ling Feng on the back of his head and smiled slightly. "As long as it's for Feng'er, what does losing this old face matter? If it wasn't for Grandpa's greed for glory and wealth, how would you have ended... Never mind, let's not talk about it..."

Ling Feng's expression darkened, and he leaned against a large tree, sighing softly.

Indeed, without even the mental method for Energy Introduction, how could he talk of martial arts?

...

As dawn broke.

Ling Kun urged Ling Feng, and together they rushed towards what he had mentioned, the Asking Immortal Sect.

In the Immortal Trace Mountain Range area, there were numerous sects, but only the so-called Top Three Sects were considered major sects: Asking Immortal Sect, Qiankun Sect, and Liuyun Sword Sect.

Ling Feng had already tried the other two sects and had been turned away. Now, only Asking Immortal Sect remained as their last hope.

After communicating with the Mountain Guarding Disciples, it wasn't long before a dignified-looking middle-aged man descended from the mountain.

"Are you not... Mr. Ling Kun?"

The man was dressed in a wide robe, had a square face and silkworm eyebrows, looking very imposing.

"Master Wang!" Ling Kun quickly bowed to greet him, waving Ling Feng over with a smile. "Feng'er, come here; don't you see Master Wang?"

Ling Feng deeply knew that when under a roof, one must bow his head, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet the middle-aged man surnamed Wang with a cupped-hand salute, "Ling Feng pays respects to Master Wang."

He knew that his chance to be admitted into the Asking Immortal Sect depended on this man.

Wang Danfeng laughed heartily, "Mr. Ling, if it weren't for the intervention of the Saint of Medicine Ling back then, my arm would have been disabled long ago. We are all family here, no need to be so formal. Hehe, I'm merely a minor Outer Elder, not worthy of being called any sort of master."

"It is rare for Master Wang to be so affectionate and righteous, still remembering the old kindness. This humble man thanks you here first." Ling Kun bowed again to Wang Danfeng, then slowly added, "This is the old master's only grandson, and I hope Master Wang could introduce him, so he may join the Asking Immortal Sect for cultivation."

"Since he is a descendant of the Saint of Medicine Ling, naturally, he must be taken care of." Wang Danfeng smiled faintly, looked Ling Feng over, and said with a smile, "Your name is Ling Feng, isn't it? Hmm, indeed extraordinary, possessing your grandfather's style!"

"Master Wang flatters me too much," Ling Feng modestly replied.

"What master! The Saint of Medicine Ling has shown great kindness to me. You are his grandson; just call me Uncle Wang."

"Uncle Wang!" Ling Feng respectfully called out.

Ling Kun deeply looked at Ling Feng, took a deep breath, holding back tears he said, "Well then, Master Wang, I entrust Feng'er to you from now on!"

"What, aren't you staying in the sect to accompany this youngster for a few more days? Rest assured, though my powers are limited, I still have the authority to let you stay a few more days," Wang Danfeng said with a smile.

"There's no need, the affair of Feng'er has already troubled you enough." Ling Kun took out a heavy bag of gold coins from his chest, handed it to Wang Danfeng, and said with tears, "Feng'er, please take good care of him."

"There is no need for these." Wang Danfeng pushed the gold coins back to Ling Kun, chuckled lightly, "These things are not much use to a cultivator. Keep them for yourself, old master."

"Ah, if only everyone in the world could be like Master Wang, then we too would certainly not…"

Ling Kun sighed lightly, well aware of the warmth and coldness of human relationships.

"Feng'er, remember what grandpa has told you!" Ling Kun turned around and looked at Ling Feng, speaking with heartfelt words.

"Feng'er will carry it in his heart forever, never daring to forget!" Ling Feng nodded firmly.

"Feng'er, once you're in the Asking Immortal Sect, just focus on your cultivation and don't worry about grandpa. I've lived a wise old age! Grandpa will wait for you in the inn at Yunxi County, hoping that you will achieve mastery in your cultivation soon."

Ling Kun took a deep breath, struggling to hold back his tears.

He had raised Ling Feng single-handedly over the past decade; to him, Ling Feng was like his own grandson. Naturally, his heart was full of reluctance at this parting.

Ling Feng knew the feelings of his grandfather, bowed deeply to Ling Kun, "Grandpa, Feng'er won't be by your side, please… take good care of yourself!"

After speaking, Ling Kun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and turned to leave.

Watching his grandfather's retreating figure, Ling Feng clenched his fists tight, silently swearing in his heart: Rest assured, Grandpa, Feng'er will surely become the strongest in the whole world! The most formidable person!

Wang Danfeng shook his head lightly and sighed, patting Ling Feng's shoulder, "Come on, child, let's not waste your grandfather's earnest efforts."

Ling Feng nodded, took one last deep look at Ling Kun, and followed Wang Danfeng, gradually walking away.

"This is Nine Immortals Mountain, let's go, I'll take you directly to the Inner Sect," Wang Danfeng said with a light smile.

Ling Feng looked around, Nine Immortals Mountain truly lived up to its name of "Immortal Mountain," the scenery all around was picturesque, like an Immortal Realm.

With clenched fists, he thought: From today, I begin my martial arts cultivation here!

"Greetings, Elder!"

"Greetings, Elder!"

One by one, the Outer Disciples, upon seeing Wang Danfeng, approached respectfully to salute.

Wang Danfeng held a significant position in the Outer Sect, hence he possessed a quota to recommend a student to join the Inner Sect.

Wang Danfeng waved his hand at the greeting Outer Disciples and, with Ling Feng, headed straight towards the summit.

Watching the figures of Wang Danfeng and Ling Feng departing, numerous Outer Disciples stopped to express their admiration.

"Truly envious of those who get to join the Inner Sect directly!"

"Enough with the envy, finish your chores well, every Outer Disciple who works hard has the chance to join the Inner Sect!"

"Alright, I got it…"