Time passed bit by bit. In the blink of an eye, nine years had vanished.
That day, the eighteen-year-old Young Man sat in the courtyard reading.
The moment he set down the last book in his hands, he suddenly felt a warm aura rise within him and sweep through his entire body.
Then, his spirit seemed to undergo a transformation, and a faint glow shone in his eyes.
If there had been a Cultivator present, they would have seen a ball of radiance in the Young Man's chest—supremely rigid, supremely yang, and immensely vast, like a Little Sun.
It emitted a terrifying aura.
At that moment, Jiang Zhen suddenly appeared.
"Master!"
Upon seeing Jiang Zhen, the Young Man respectfully bowed.
Jiang Zhen nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad, not bad! I was right about you. You truly succeeded. Now, you may leave the school!"
The Young Man's heart jolted at those words. "Master, this disciple feels that I am still lacking!"
Jiang Zhen shook his head. "Disciple, you actually lack nothing.
Over these nine years, all the books you have read have already become part of your heart.
What you lack now is only confidence.
Today, you must descend the mountain and sweep away all Evil Ways, Demons and Monsters.
Return clarity and brightness to this world."
The Young Man fell silent for a moment, then respectfully bowed. "This disciple understands!"
Jiang Zhen smiled. "Hahaha! It is good that you understand. Some things will become clear once you descend the mountain.
Today is both your Coming-of-Age Ceremony and the time for Mastery and Descending the Mountain.
As your master, I will give you three things to aid you as you travel the world."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhen extended a hand. A brush appeared in it,