Chaos Body

Jiang Lu's eyes rolled as she tucked her hands behind her back and looked up at him.

"What benefits are there to becoming your disciple?"

Chi Miao raised a brow. The little girl had quite the nerve.

At her words, Elder Ye's heart blossomed with joy. She had not even become his disciple yet, and she already knew to make demands of him. He liked that temperament!

Then, with a light, slightly smug tone, he said:

"I'll have only you as my disciple. Everything I have will be yours. Besides, with your master's Late Mahayana Stage cultivation, there aren't many blind fools who would dare provoke you. Is that enough?"

Late Mahayana Stage!

Jiang Lu's eyes widened. In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivators could be counted on one's fingers and rarely showed themselves before the public. Nowadays, Mahayana Stage cultivators were revered as the strongest outside.

This was a golden thigh!

Jiang Lu nodded. Hesitating for even a second would have been disrespecting her own potential. "This disciple is willing."

Hehehe~

The young face of Elder Ye nearly crinkled with smiles. Then he looked at Chi Miao. "I'll take this little girl as my disciple. If you're short on people, just recruit a few more from outside."

"Then many thanks, Elder Ye."

How could Chi Miao possibly disagree? With such a fine seedling coming from him, the resources of West River City's Medicine King Pavilion would double within the next ten years.

He then rose and led Elder Ye and Jiang Lu into the main hall.

Elder Ye stood before the main hall and looked at the memorial tablet above. It belonged to the first Pavilion Master of the Medicine King Pavilion, their ancestor. Since he was taking a disciple, though there was no formal apprenticeship ceremony, it was only natural to inform their forebear.

He turned to Jiang Lu, his tone becoming slightly grave.

"Today, we are stranded in the wilderness. There are no incense candles or ceremonial vessels, no clan elders to bear witness, so the full apprenticeship rites shall be waived for now. But remember this well: from this moment onward, we are master and disciple in truth. The title is no falsehood, and the Dao comes first."

"The Medicine King Pavilion in Void City has strict rites and customs. Once we return to the city, we shall prepare the three sacrificial offerings and incense gifts. You will kowtow and serve tea, and we will hold the proper apprenticeship ceremony, proclaiming it to the entire city and sealing the long bond between master and disciple. Before then, you must restrain yourself according to a disciple's duty. In every word and deed, uphold the rules of my lineage. You must not slacken or indulge yourself in the slightest."

"I am willing to take you in secretly not out of a fleeting moment of pity. I have seen your steadfast heart and rare natural gifts. You hide a resilience beyond the reach of others. Yet the road ahead is perilous. On the path of cultivation, inner demons, powerful enemies, and trials emerge one after another. One careless step, and you may be doomed beyond redemption. I have placed great hopes upon you. Do not betray this opportunity."

"From now on, I will pass down cultivation arts to you, teach you the principles of the Dao, and show you how to distinguish good from evil, understand what to take and what to forsake, and guard your original heart. You cannot seek only overwhelming cultivation. You must also shoulder the responsibility of passing down this lineage. If you achieve success someday, you must protect yourself, uphold the righteous path, shield the weak, and neither tarnish my sect's prestige nor disgrace its teachings."

"Do not take this bond between master and disciple lightly merely because we have not yet performed the grand rites. The title lies in the heart, not in ceremony. Returning to the city for the rites is merely following convention. Today's recognition amid these wild mountains is the true beginning of your path of cultivation. I will carefully shape you, but in the end, you must walk the road one step at a time yourself. Do not disappoint me."

When his words fell, Elder Ye quietly gazed at Jiang Lu. His expression was solemn, his eyes holding weighty expectations that could not be let down.

Jiang Lu listened, then bowed deeply. She dropped to both knees, and with a sharp thud, her forehead struck the ground as she performed the great kneeling rite.

"This disciple obeys."

Since she had already taken him as her master, she would bear the responsibilities that came with it. There was no reason to accept resources without giving anything in return.

Chi Miao then took a sheet of golden foil from the incense table and held it out with both hands before Elder Ye.

Several dazzling spells danced across the golden foil. It suddenly burst with golden light, and a muffled clap of thunder sounded from the heavens as the foil floated into the air.

As an ancient bell tolled beside Jiang Lu's ear, the golden foil flickered several times before transforming into a golden thread that entered the brows of both her and Elder Ye.

From then on, the two became master and disciple recognized by the Heavenly Dao.

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This was a ritual only performed when cultivators above the Spirit Transformation stage accepted disciples. It was an orthodox Daoist rite of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. The bond between master and disciple was acknowledged by the Heavenly Dao; if Jiang Lu betrayed her sect in the future, she would be punished.

Likewise, if a master harbored impure intentions and damaged a disciple's foundation, he would receive the corresponding punishment.

Taking a master was not something one person could decide and do as they pleased.

"These count as your apprenticeship gifts. If there is anything you want in the future, just tell your master. You are my only disciple; whatever I have is yours."

With a wave of his hand, a silver storage pouch appeared in his palm. He handed it to Jiang Lu as he spoke.

Jiang Lu nodded vigorously and accepted it with both hands.

"Let's go."

After saying that, Elder Ye lifted his foot and walked outside.

Jiang Lu immediately jogged after him.

After returning to the courtyard, Elder Ye set up a barrier that isolated the entire courtyard.

"Disciple, now that we are master and disciple, tell your master honestly. Is there something unusual about your Spiritual Roots?"

Elder Ye sat in his chair, his voice steady and carrying a trace of certainty.

Jiang Lu nodded.

"Master, to be honest, I do not know what is unusual about my Spiritual Roots, because I have never tested their attributes. I only happened to obtain a cultivation technique that day and began cultivating. I found that I could absorb spiritual energy of every color, so I assumed I had Mixed Spiritual Roots."

"Later, I realized that my cultivation speed seemed a little too fast, and only then did I begin to suspect something. But I still do not know the true reason."

After she spoke, Jiang Lu calmly looked at Elder Ye, wondering whether her master would see the peculiarity of her Spiritual Roots.

Her master did not say anything more. He merely took out a testing stone.

"Place your hand on it. Let me see."

Jiang Lu nodded and raised her hand, placing it atop the testing stone.

The originally white spirit-testing stone immediately emitted dazzling multicolored light, instantly enveloping Jiang Lu within its radiance.

Elder Ye seemed to see endless vitality within that light. Only after Jiang Lu lowered her hand did the spirit-testing stone slowly return to calm.

"Master, this..."

Jiang Lu looked at the lights. They were precisely the colors she had absorbed into her dantian. Looking again, she saw that her master's face was blank with shock, as though he had encountered something utterly unbelievable.

"Little disciple, tell me honestly. How long did it take you to cultivate to Qi Refinement, Fourth Level?"

How long?

Jiang Lu thought for a moment and said:

"Master, about eleven months." If she had not suppressed her cultivation over the past two months, she should have reached Qi Refinement, Fifth Level or Qi Refinement, Sixth Level by now.

After she said that, her master threw back his head and laughed. "Hahaha!"

He had never imagined that Ye Qingfeng could receive such an extraordinarily gifted disciple at this time. Compared to the disciples of those old geezers, his one disciple alone could crush them all!

"If I am not mistaken, you possess a Chaos Body, which is why you have Chaos Spirit Roots and cultivate with twice the results for half the effort. The Chaos Body is an innate constitution; only the Primordial Chaos Body can rival it. However, those with such Spiritual Roots have an enormous demand for spiritual energy, often requiring several times or even dozens of times more than ordinary Spiritual Roots. You will need to put in even greater effort to cultivate."