Honghuang: Yang Jian Becomes a Saint, I, His Master, Can't Keep Lying Low

"Your Senior Disciple Brother has spent so long attuning himself to his magical treasure, and it has already grown to the level of a Houtian Spiritual Treasure. It is hardly strange that you were no match for him!"

Chen Changsheng looked at Di Xin. Di Xin offered a generous salute. "Thank you for your guidance, Master, and for Senior Disciple Brother's instruction. Only then did I understand my own shortcomings!"

Yang Jian also withdrew his magical treasure. "This time, Senior Disciple Brother only won by relying on the advantage of his magical treasure. If I had only just obtained it, the outcome would have been hard to predict!"

"Thank you, Senior Disciple Brother, and thank you, Master. This breakthrough has brought this disciple considerable gains. I feel I should not waste them, and wish to continue my secluded cultivation for some time!"

Chen Changsheng glanced at Di Xin. "You may. You have only just broken through; now is precisely the time to consolidate your cultivation!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian also saluted and said, "Master, this disciple will continue secluded cultivation as well!"

Guangjiang Pass, I, Yang Jian, Have Returned

Spring gave way to autumn, and a year swiftly passed.

Over that year, Di Xin's strength improved greatly. In the blink of an eye, he had reached the Profound Immortal realm.

Yet Chen Changsheng's gains had only brought him to the Half-Step Zenith Heaven realm. He had not broken through into the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm as he had expected.

Chen Changsheng immediately understood that there was an enormous gap between the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal and Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realms.

Reaching the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm meant becoming one of the top combat forces in this world. The gap involved was no longer something Di Xin's advancement alone could make up for him.

Yet after an entire year, Yang Jian had not broken through at all. Other than consolidating his realm, he had not even touched the threshold of the Golden Immortal level.

This left Yang Jian deeply puzzled. He walked out of the Scripture Pavilion and entered the Longevity Palace.

"Master, a year has already passed. Why do I feel that my strength has not improved in the slightest?"

Yang Jian could not make sense of it, but Chen Changsheng had already figured out a few clues.

"My disciple, you have cultivated in Changsheng Palace for many years. Now, the time has come for you to leave the mountain!"

"Leave the mountain?"

Yang Jian froze. "Master, do you mean that I have reached a bottleneck, and that if I wish to improve, I need to go out and gain experience?"

"Correct. Ever since you entered Changsheng Palace, you have remained in seclusion within the sect. Though this method is effective enough, not a single expert has succeeded through quiet cultivation alone."

Chen Changsheng let out a soft sigh. "The world outside is vast and splendid. Shutting yourself away to build a cart behind closed doors will only leave you standing still. You need to seek out your own opportunities in the outside world. Only then can you improve yourself!"

Yang Jian had always possessed extraordinary talent. Upon hearing Chen Changsheng's words, he immediately understood the reasoning behind them.

He promptly saluted. "Master, this disciple understands!"

Chen Changsheng nodded. "Your talent is good, and your comprehension is excellent. Remember, there are plenty of powerful experts outside as well. Should you encounter an enemy you cannot defeat, you must never force a confrontation!"

With the cultivation of a True Immortal, along with the Heavenly Eye and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd, Yang Jian did possess some ability to protect himself. But to keep Yang Jian from acting rashly in a fit of youthful spirit, Chen Changsheng still had to remind him.

"This disciple will remember Master's teachings! This disciple takes his leave!"

Yang Jian bowed, then turned and walked toward the gates of Changsheng Palace.

Several years had passed. This was the first time he would leave this place since taking a master, and he could not help feeling wistful.

After walking out through the palace gates, Yang Jian moved, soaring into the air and vanishing from where he stood.

Sensing Yang Jian's aura gradually receding into the distance, Chen Changsheng gave a light laugh.

He was not worried about Yang Jian's talent or intelligence. Moreover, Yang Jian was already burdened with destiny. Once he left this time, his progress would likely become even more rapid.

And in turn, the benefits Chen Changsheng received would grow even greater.

Having left Changsheng Palace, Yang Jian immediately became somewhat lost.

The world was so vast, yet ever since that incident, there was not a single place left in his heart to which he felt attached.

At that thought, Yang Jian gave a self-mocking laugh. "Only now do I realize that beneath this vast heaven and earth, aside from Changsheng Palace, I do not have a single place where I can stay."

Where should he go?

That question lingered in Yang Jian's heart. He stood there for a long while before finally taking a step forward.

"Never mind. We have been apart for years, and I do not know what Guangjiang Pass has become. Since I have nowhere else to go, I may as well return and take a look first!"

Yang Jian decided to return to the place where he had once lived and look once more upon its scenery.

Looking at the familiar sights before him, Yang Jian no longer flew. Instead, he disguised himself as an ordinary passerby and entered the city.

After years of cultivation, his bearing had long undergone an earth-shaking transformation, so he was not worried that anyone would recognize him.

When he returned to his former home, he discovered that it had already become dilapidated and worn.

Staring at the house before him, Yang Jian seemed to see the once-prosperous Yang Family. Yet all of it had been shattered by the appearance of the Heavenly Court.

"Father, Mother, Eldest Brother, Third Sister, rest assured. Erlang will cultivate diligently and reunite our entire family as soon as possible."

Yang Jian made up his mind. He had no intention of lingering in Guangjiang Pass; so much time had passed that everything had long changed beyond recognition.

Besides, no one knew what impression the events of that year had left upon the surrounding commoners. Better to come without leaving a trace, and depart without leaving one as well.

Yang Jian let out a soft sigh before finally leaving Guangjiang Pass.

Just as Yang Jian departed Guangjiang Pass, he suddenly sensed a ripple of spiritual energy.

Yang Jian was no longer a novice. His eyes narrowed at once. "This is... cultivators fighting here?"

Yang Jian immediately came to that conclusion. "I do not know who is fighting here, but since I have nowhere in particular to go, I may as well take a look."