"Little friend, where did your cultivation come from? Could you tell this old man?"
Qin Fengming watched the young man, who had already gone mad, for a moment. The sharp glint in his eyes gradually faded. Just as he was about to turn and leave, a voice suddenly rang out behind him.
Hearing the voice so close at hand, Qin Fengming could not help being greatly startled.
Ever since he began cultivating the Five Elements Cultivation Method, he could be said to know every stir of wind and grass within dozens of yards around him like the back of his hand. Yet this time, someone had approached right beside him without him noticing. How could that not shock him?
He turned around and saw a white-bearded old man standing several yards away, looking at him with a peaceful expression.
Relying on a technique he had already mastered for examining another person's aura, Qin Fengming was actually unable to determine the old man's exact cultivation level. A sudden boom rang through his mind.
Though he had never traveled beyond his home, Qin Fengming had been deep and calculating since childhood. He knew that this person was far more powerful than himself.
Qin Fengming was no fool. Knowing he could not deceive the old man with lies, he immediately answered truthfully.
"I see. You've already cultivated a cultivation method, so you count as a cultivator now. This old man happens to be lacking a child to serve tea and pour water. You seem quite clever, so follow this old man back to the sect."
And so, Qin Fengming left his original martial arts sect and formally joined a cultivation sect made up entirely of cultivators.
Although this sect was a cultivator's sect, and everyone within it could perform spells and divine abilities,