The path to sainthood

Liu Yuanchen was naturally overjoyed to become Grand Immortal Zhenyuan's disciple.

Even as a nominal disciple, his standing was genuine.

With that title alone, no one would object to his claiming Mount Wuyi.

After all, Mount Wuyi ostensibly had only a third-grade ancestral vein. As it stood, it did not even qualify as a third-rate renowned mountain.

For the successor of a quasi-saint to occupy Mount Wuyi was perfectly reasonable.

Grand Immortal Zhenyuan looked thoroughly pleased. "Here in the Primordial World, when someone becomes a disciple, their master usually gives them a welcoming gift.

"I don't have anything particularly fine on hand. How about this? I'll give you an Earth Book Clone."

"Your true body isn't in the Primordial World, so your control over its spirit veins and earth veins is bound to fall a little short.

"With a portion of my Earth Book's authority, you can freely command any earth vein or spirit vein not already controlled by a saint or quasi-saint."

"With this, subduing this grotto-heaven will also be much easier."

With that, he casually condensed a ball of earthen-yellow light.

The light took the shape of the Earth Book and flew into Liu Yuanchen's hands.

Liu Yuanchen cupped his hands and bowed. "Thank you, Master."

Grand Immortal Zhenyuan waved a hand. "When the Three Pure Ones accept direct disciples, they give them innate spirit treasures outright.

"My wealth is no match for theirs. This is already a rather paltry gift."

Liu Yuanchen did not particularly care about welcoming gifts.

He already possessed quite a few innate spirit treasures, and even one innate supreme treasure.

What mattered more to him was whether he could teach Grand Immortal Zhenyuan's legacy to others.

"Master, many cultivators of the Eight Desolations Pavilion in the Origin Spirit Realm, as well as younger