Little Chu, Would You Be Willing to Cultivate with Me?

In the blink of an eye, another month passed.

With the Lin Family Ancestor around, Chu He spent every day swallowing Pills and sitting with his eyes closed to refine their medicinal power. Only at night did he begin cultivating in earnest. His body grew ever more perfect. When he fully circulated the Nine Transformations Golden Body Technique, his entire body became as delicate and smooth as white jade, radiating a soft golden glow as formidable power coursed through it.

His Nine Transformations Golden Body Technique smoothly broke through to the ninth level of the second transformation.

"Little Chu, do you want to practice martial arts? This old man will grant you a fortuitous opportunity."

The Lin Family Ancestor, seated in a reclining chair, studied Chu He. All of a sudden, he felt that this menial servant who had kept him company for some time possessed an extraordinary bearing—one no ordinary servant should have.

He had been preoccupied with worries before and had not noticed.

Now that he looked closely, this young servant's physique and innate bones were exceptionally perfect, seemingly even better than his own in his youth. On a whim, he suddenly wanted to train an outstanding talent for the Lin Family.

After all, he had nothing better to do.

"Your Excellency thinks highly of me, but I'm afraid I lack the fortune for it. I do not wish to go out and cultivate. I only want to quietly read books here in the library."

Chu He cupped his fists and shook his head.

He refused?

The Lin Family Ancestor froze.

He, Lin Zhennan, had roamed Great Xia for one hundred and eighty years. Who in the world had not heard of King Zhennan's name?

Though he was injured now, if word got out that he wished to personally teach someone martial arts—

By tomorrow, the geniuses and prodigies of the world would likely gather in Lin City. Those wishing to take him as their master could encircle Lin City three times over.

And yet now—

He had actually been rejected by a little servant?

"Could it be that this little servant still doesn't know who I am?"

Lin Zhennan thought of a possibility.

"Little Chu! Are you afraid I won't teach you well? Let me tell you, in the entire Lin Family, my methods for teaching disciples are the strongest. Even in all of Great Xia, I stand among the very best."

Lin Zhennan chuckled and said teasingly, "So, will you still refuse?"

He stroked his beard, his face brimming with pride.

"This junior has no plans to study martial arts under anyone. That will not change because of your identity."

Chu He's expression remained calm.

There was none of the scene Lin Zhennan had expected—of him being overwhelmed with joy, trembling with excitement, and immediately bowing to acknowledge him as master.

The smile on Lin Zhennan's face stiffened, and the hand stroking his beard halted.

He found it unbelievable.

A little servant had actually rejected the guidance of the Xia Clan's foremost master.

If this spread, it would likely shake the entire Xia Clan.

This was a great opportunity that countless people did not even dare dream of.

Yet at this moment—

A little servant had rejected it outright.

"I am King Zhennan, Lin Zhennan, a Half-step King expert. With a word, I can decide life and death; with a palm, I can settle heaven and earth. You still refuse?"

King Zhennan, who had lived nearly two hundred years, suddenly displayed a childlike temperament as he spoke.

Yet—

This time, Chu He did not even answer. He merely shook his head calmly, his meaning obvious without words.

Rejected again, and again, and again!

This time, he had even been rejected after revealing his identity.

This was a genuine refusal.

There really were people in this world who did not wish to practice martial arts and become powerful!

Lin Zhennan had truly seen one today.

After all, not to mention the Lin Family—even in the entire Xia Clan—

Who did not wish to cultivate?

Without cultivation, how could one rise above others?

Who was willing to live an ordinary life at the very bottom?

Some might say such things aloud, but that was only because they had no opportunity. Their unwillingness could change nothing. Once an opportunity arose, they would rush toward it faster than anyone else.

Yet this young man, after learning his identity and facing an opportunity that could change his life, not only refused to become his disciple, but his expression did not change in the slightest. Not a ripple stirred.

He remained calm and indifferent, steadfast in his original resolve.

Perhaps, just as he had said, he preferred a quiet, ordinary life.

With such a powerful disposition, if he could set foot upon the proper path and begin cultivating, then maintain it, his future would be promising. At the very least, there would be no obstacle on the path to Xiantian Invincible; it would be a broad and level road.

With this pure heart in the future, Xiantian Invincible—and perhaps even Half-step King—was not impossible.

"I'm overthinking it!"

At this point, Lin Zhennan sighed inwardly.

He had suffered grave injuries and did not have much time left. Worried for the Lin Family's future, he had spent these days seeing the bearing of a king in everyone. He was becoming a little obsessed.

Though a Half-step King was not yet a King, it was already the pinnacle of the Xia Clan. How could it be so easily attained? It was not something that disposition or talent alone could achieve!

He truly thought highly of the youth before him.

But to say that he could reach Half-step King—that was purely Lin Zhennan being too fanciful.

Still, even if he could not become a Half-step King, this youth was a talent and should not be wasted.

"Little Chu, how old are you this year? How long have you been in my Lin Family?"

Lin Zhennan asked.

"I have been in the Lin Family for five years. I am nineteen this year."

Chu He answered.

He felt somewhat sentimental. Without realizing it, he had been signing in at the library for nearly five years.

"I see. No wonder. You have always stayed here and never seen or experienced the wonders of the outside world."

Lin Zhennan fell into thought.

"Little Chu, why not follow me outside, broaden your horizons, and then make your decision?"

Lin Zhennan said.

"No."

Chu He still shook his head.

"I have actually seen the outside world already. Within this library, I have seen prosperity, darkness, decadent luxury, the hardships of survival. The bitter, sweet, sour, and spicy flavors of life are all found here. Here, the lives of many people unfold."

Lin Zhennan was stunned. Those words were simple, yet they contained profound truth.

And he had just thought this youth's knowledge was shallow.

For him to speak such words, it was no wonder that before a great figure like himself, the youth could remain unmoved by honor or disgrace, without the slightest ripple.

"So be it."

Lin Zhennan sighed in acceptance and no longer pressed the matter.