Trade Terms

Xuan Yunzi was still hesitant, so Yunzhen slapped his thigh.

"Do you think I was just pulling your leg when I said you're no worse than my master?"

Xuan Yunzi nodded. "Of course. The patriarch was a rare genius who founded the Taiqing Sect... How could I compare to him?"

"Even compared to you, Patriarch Yunzhen, I'm not fit to hold a candle to him."

Yunzhen burst out laughing. "Bullshit. That spider tried to kill you and failed, while my entire soul was trapped in its divine ability. Just based on that alone, aren't you stronger than me?"

"But... speaking of which, my master really was infuriatingly talented." Yunzhen sighed. "After ten years of cultivation, he could already slay twelve-guan demons with his sword. After thirty years, he had no equal among the world's sects... After fifty years, he had created thirty-three talismans, twelve spells, and two sets of Yin-Yang Heart Arts, becoming a school unto himself and founding Taiqing Temple. At the point when I fell here, he had already cultivated for seventy years. While sweeping away half the world's demons in twenty years, he had also transformed Taiqing Temple from a tiny temple with only himself and a dozen or so disciples into the foremost sect of the Dao, renowned throughout the world."

"By the time you came along, it could even be renamed the Taiqing Sect. My master really was something."

Xuan Yunzi smiled bitterly. "Yes. How could I possibly compare to the patriarch...?"

"No, you can compare. If you had been born in his position, you might not have been able to create techniques or establish a sect like he did. But if he had been in your position, he might not have been able to do what you did either." Yunzhen's eyes shone. "Just as