The Five-Year Term Ends

"Junior Brother, these are two pill formulas Master left especially for you. With your current cultivation, you should be able to refine the pills successfully by following them. But make good use of those spirit herbs."

"Thank you, Senior Brother. I'll practice the Alchemy Art with all my heart."

Qin Fengming had not expected True Man Wei Ming, who had never been one for words, to have thought things through so thoroughly.

As Wen Taihang looked at Qin Fengming, a smile spread across his somewhat aged face. Yet deep within that smile lurked something difficult to fathom.

Wen Taihang had reached the Nascent Soul stage over four hundred years ago. With the help of the many spirit pills Master Wei Ming had given him, he had cultivated to the mid Nascent Soul stage. He was among the few on Manghuang Mountain with the best hope of advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage and becoming a Great Cultivator.

Many years ago, Master Wei Ming had chosen him to inherit his legacy.

For centuries, his master had taken no new disciples. Yet when True Man Wei Ming was over a thousand years old, this young cultivator had appeared. He had won the favor of all five Great Cultivators of Manghuang Mountain, who had each accepted him as a Direct Disciple.

Several of those Great Cultivators had even named the young man their successor. Though True Man Wei Ming had said nothing of the kind, the look in his eyes made it clear that he, too, was exceedingly fond of this young cultivator.

To inherit a Great Cultivator's legacy was an opportunity one might not encounter in ten thousand years.

If Wen Taihang could secure Master Wei Ming's legacy, his chances of advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage would rise by