King Zhou Seeks a Master

"Grand Tutor, please speak freely!"

Upon hearing Wen Zhong's words, Di Xin immediately became excited.

Wen Zhong gave a wry smile. "Great King, regarding this method, as I said, you should pretend I never mentioned it. This method involves consuming Immortal Pills. Immortal Pills do not have the same drawbacks as Spirit Pills, and their effects are far superior, not comparable to Spirit Pills at all. However, the rarity of these Immortal Pills is simply astounding; even I have never had the fortune to see one."

"Where can I find such an Immortal Pill? This King is willing to exchange a large sum of gold... no, ten cities!" Di Xin acted as if he had drunk too much and gotten carried away.

"Heh heh, Great King, Immortal Pills are found by chance, not sought. Let alone a large sum of gold or ten cities, even a hundred cities would be impossible. As I said earlier, Great King, just pretend I never said anything," Wen Zhong explained with a smile.

"Alright then!"

Di Xin didn't press further. He wasn't that desperate for an Immortal Pill. The most important thing now was to reasonably acquire Magic Power for himself, rather than pursuing higher-quality Immortal Pills.

After all, the System often provided him with Spirit Pills. And in the first System mission, he clearly remembered that one of the reward options was a top-grade Immortal Pill called the Nine Revolutions Universe Pill.

He just hadn't chosen that option at the time.

This was enough to show that Immortal Pills were among the System's rewards. There was still a long way to go, so Di Xin wasn't in a hurry.

"If the Great King has nothing else, this minister will take his leave." Seeing that Di Xin had no further questions, Wen Zhong prepared to depart.

Di Xin reached out to stop him. "Grand Tutor, don't go. This King has just obtained a Cultivation Method and still has many unclear points. I request that the Grand Tutor explain it thoroughly from beginning to end."

"This..."

Grand Tutor Wen hesitated.

"Does the Grand Tutor have any difficulties?" Di Xin asked with a look of surprise.

Explaining the Cultivation Method to Di Xin was not part of Wen Zhong's plan. His intention was to casually find a Cultivation Method to fob him off with. The Great King wouldn't be able to achieve any significant results anyway, so any Cultivation Method would be the same.

However, if he were to explain it, the nature of the matter would change. The Cultivation Methods he knew were far more profound and mysterious than what was written on the silk scroll. If he explained it according to the silk scroll, he would feel uneasy.

But if he were to teach according to his own learning, then in name, Di Xin would become his disciple.

This was a matter of great importance and required careful consideration.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "The Great King can cultivate according to the Cultivation Method on his own and still make progress. If this minister were to explain it, people might misunderstand that the Great King is my disciple, which would damage the Great King's image!"

Wen Zhong thought that by saying this, the Great King would surely abandon this idea.

However, to his utter surprise, upon hearing this, Di Xin suddenly knelt down before Wen Zhong with a thump. "Grand Tutor, I am not afraid of misunderstandings. Today, this King will take you as my Master. That way, you will have no concerns."

This action startled Wen Zhong, who quickly knelt down before Di Xin as well.

"Great King, you are too kind to this minister. Please get up, please get up! If this spreads, it would be a crime of deceiving the King!"

"If you don't agree, I won't get up!"

At this moment, Di Xin became stubborn.

In the future War of the Investiture of the Gods, the Chan Sect was an irreconcilable enemy of his, with no room for compromise. Although the Jie Sect did not intend to get involved in the War of the Investiture of the Gods, for various reasons, they were drawn into it.

It could be said that the Jie Sect was his potential ally. Gaining their support would be the best outcome, and this was an opportunity to get closer to the Jie Sect.

"Great King, no, absolutely not!"

Wen Zhong hurriedly tried to pull Di Xin up.

However, Di Xin had made up his mind and, disregarding the dignity of a Great King, kowtowed three times to Wen Zhong: "Master above, please accept your disciple's three bows!"

By the time Wen Zhong tried to stop him, he had already finished.

Only then did Di Xin, as if completing the ritual, get up on his own.

To achieve his goal, he had truly gone all out.

Wen Zhong wore a wry smile, caught between a rock and a hard place. The Great King had already completed the ritual of apprenticeship; could he possibly say no?

However, this matter involved too much.

"Great King, to be frank, this minister is a member of the Daoist Sect. Accepting a disciple is not something I can decide on my own; it requires reporting to the Sect. Thus, this disciple cannot agree for now. If the Sect agrees, I will personally teach the Great King. If the Sect disagrees, Wen Zhong will kowtow twice as much to make amends."

In his helplessness, Wen Zhong's tone softened slightly.

"Very well, since the Grand Tutor has difficulties, we will do as the Grand Tutor says!"

Di Xin understood Wen Zhong's situation and didn't force the issue. At least there was still hope for this matter, and he could wait.

However, he changed the subject. "Tonight, the Grand Tutor must explain it to this King. I can't wait any longer."

"Alright, this minister obeys."

Wen Zhong could no longer refuse and had no choice but to agree. However, he emphasized to King Zhou that he would only be explaining the Cultivation Method, not officially teaching him.

Di Xin naturally had no objections. His goal was to tie himself to Wen Zhong. Even if Wen Zhong told him stories, it would make no difference.

As a result, Di Xin acted immediately and led Wen Zhong directly to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

He had told Daji that he would repent in the Imperial Ancestral Temple for eighty-one days; it was impossible for him to act as if nothing had happened the next day.

Fortunately, there were still empty rooms in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, so he didn't have to explain in front of all the ancestral tablets.

This time, Wen Zhong reluctantly explained the Cultivation Method on the silk scroll to Di Xin. He didn't care if there were some flaws in the Cultivation Method, as long as it wouldn't harm the Great King, he just read it as it was.

All night long, Di Xin listened attentively, constantly asking some basic questions.

It wasn't until dawn that he let Wen Zhong leave.

Di Xin going to court was impossible, so he went straight back to Shouxian Palace to "sleep."

After all, he had studied Dao arts all night, so it was impossible for him not to be tired.

Alone in his bedroom, lying on the couch, he could think about many things, look at the many treasures in his System space, re-read the Immortal Yuan Records, and study Puppet Dao Arts.

Although he didn't have the conditions right now, the preparations had to be made.

Above the vast East Sea, there was an immortal island named Penglai Island.

Lord Tongtian's Daoist dojo was located there.

At this moment, Wen Zhong, riding the Ink Qilin, flew across the East Sea and arrived at Penglai Island. He looked at Biyou Palace, which emanated Dao Charm, and was filled with emotion.

He never expected to revisit this old place today and come to the place where he studied Dao.

After watching for a moment, he dismounted the Ink Qilin and headed towards the Golden Spirit Hall.

Along the way, he met a few acquaintances, greeted them, and went straight to the outside of the Golden Spirit Hall.

"Disciple Wen Zhong pays his respects to Master!"

The hall door suddenly opened automatically, and wisps of incense smoke drifted out. Wen Zhong immediately knelt at the foot of the stairs and bowed respectfully.

"Wen Zhong, why have you come here instead of staying in Chaoge!"

Following the voice, a Young Daoist Woman walked out slowly from the hall.