Primordial Era: Yang Jian Becomes a Saint, His Master Can't Stay Hidden Anymore
Chapter 7

The Second Disciple Is Here (Continued)

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In the blink of an eye, another year passed.

These two hundred years had been exceedingly peaceful for both Yang Jian and Chen Changsheng. With a goal to strive toward, Yang Jian's progress had been remarkably swift.

After sitting in meditation within the Scripture Pavilion for two years, Yang Jian had shed his youthful appearance. Though he had always been mature, his face was now filled with resolve.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and an involuntary flash of delight passed through them.

Yang Jian clenched his fists. He could feel his body brimming with strength.

He nodded excitedly, then strode straight out of the Scripture Pavilion. "Mother, wait for me!"

"Congratulations, Host. Your eldest disciple, Yang Jian, has broken through to the Dao Integration realm. Reward: your cultivation has advanced to Mystic Immortal Perfection. You have obtained one Quasi-Saint Trial Card!"

Chen Changsheng, who had been meditating in the main hall, stirred before breaking into wild joy.

"My disciple really is incredible. He actually broke through again. This feels great!"

Chen Changsheng could not help shouting aloud. Over the past hundred years, he had merely sat in meditation. Though he had continued cultivating, he had not been particularly focused.

Who would have thought that Yang Jian's breakthrough would propel him forward as well, directly into Mystic Immortal Perfection? This rate of advancement was practically like riding a rocket.

"And there's even a Quasi-Saint Trial Card. What a treat!"

Chen Changsheng smacked his lips. This was a Quasi-Saint, the strongest existence beneath a Saint.

Moreover, when he had used the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Trial Card last time, it had been his first time using it, and he had been unfamiliar with it. As a result, he had not been able to unleash the true strength of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

But after two hundred years, Chen Changsheng had become highly proficient in his use of Spiritual Energy.

If he used the Grand Unity Golden Immortal Trial Card again now, his strength would be many times greater.

Not to mention the Quasi-Saint Trial Card, which stood beneath Saints alone.

"With this thing, I can say that I have a means of preserving my life!"

Chen Changsheng nodded. So long as he did not encounter a mighty figure on the level of a Saint, he had nothing to worry about regarding his life.

Besides, Chen Changsheng believed that with his mere Mystic Immortal cultivation, let alone a Saint, even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal might not deign to give him a second glance.

Just as Chen Changsheng was pondering, Yang Jian appeared at the entrance to the main hall.

"Disciple Yang Jian greets Master!"

Yang Jian had now been completely won over by Chen Changsheng, and he immediately bowed outside the hall.

With a thought, Chen Changsheng rose to his feet. "Come in."

Only after receiving permission did Yang Jian slowly enter the main hall.

Looking at the valiant Yang Jian, Chen Changsheng nodded in satisfaction. As expected of a future Investiture of the Gods General—even after only two hundred years, he had changed tremendously.

What surprised Chen Changsheng even more was that Yang Jian actually exuded an aura of slaughter.

Chen Changsheng could sense that this aura came from within. Yet Yang Jian had never set foot on a battlefield, meaning this aura had been brought about by the cultivation technique he practiced.

The Double Pupils inheritance truly lived up to its reputation!

Chen Changsheng sighed inwardly, then smiled at Yang Jian. "Good disciple, not bad. You've improved greatly!"

Yang Jian bowed slightly. "If not for Master's cultivation technique, Yang Jian would never have attained such strength!"

"Hahaha, it was all the result of your own hard work! Now that you've emerged from seclusion, could it be that you've encountered some difficulty?"

Chen Changsheng looked at Yang Jian. Yang Jian had now entered the Dao Integration realm, and the next step was the Immortal realm. Many people encountered difficulties at this stage.

Chen Changsheng had already reached Mystic Immortal Perfection. He believed he could answer some questions concerning this realm.

Yang Jian shook his head. He had always been naturally gifted, and the Double Pupils cultivation technique suited him perfectly, so he had no major problems.

He looked at Chen Changsheng with hope in his eyes. "Master, can I rescue Mother now?"

Chen Changsheng froze. He knew that Yang Jian was a man of deep feeling and loyalty. Yao Ji's capture had always been a source of anguish in Yang Jian's heart.

It was also the goal he had been striving toward.

Chen Changsheng knew that Yao Ji was currently suppressed beneath Mount Tao, but he did not dare agree to Yang Jian's request.

Yao Ji had violated the Heavenly Laws, undoubtedly touching Haotian's reverse scale. Although two years had already passed, Chen Changsheng believed Haotian would never forget this matter.

Furthermore, Chen Changsheng knew that Yao Ji's husband, Yang Jian's father Yang Tianyou, had originally belonged to the Western Teachings. Naturally, the Yao Ji incident was inextricably linked to the Western Teachings.

That was a true Saint sect. Even with a Quasi-Saint Trial Card in hand, he still had to weigh the risks carefully.

Moreover, his true strength was only Mystic Immortal Perfection. If he rashly took Yang Jian, who was only in the Dao Integration realm, to rescue Yao Ji, Changsheng Palace would likely be wiped out from that day onward.

Chen Changsheng sighed. "Disciple, your mother's matter involves far too much. With your current strength, you are still not capable of rescuing her!"

Yang Jian's gaze dimmed, but he did not doubt Chen Changsheng's words. He could only bow helplessly before turning to leave.

Since my strength is insufficient, then I will continue cultivating until it is enough.

Watching Yang Jian's departing back, Chen Changsheng sighed helplessly.

Disciple, it is not that your master refuses to help you. It is simply that your master is powerless right now as well.

For the first time, Chen Changsheng felt just how important strength was in this Primordial World.

If Yao Ji had possessed sufficient strength, how could the Western Teachings' scheme possibly have succeeded?

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