According to Ren's memories, Yuding Zhenren was one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect. He was powerful, too, ranking near the top among them. And his disciple, Yang Jian, was famous far and wide!
Anyone who could train Yang Jian could hardly be ordinary. Besides, being taken away by Yuding Zhenren was better than being kept by Guangchengzi!
Guangchengzi was impressive in his own right and favored by Yuanshi, but Ren did not like him. More importantly, Ren did not know whether anyone would discover that he had merged with the Zhu Xian Sword!
Judging from the Twelve Golden Immortals' conversation, they had not noticed. But that did not mean no one else would. What if Yuanshi sent down a strand of divine sense one day to contact Guangchengzi and saw that Ren had merged with the Zhu Xian Sword? Staying away from Guangchengzi was essential!
Of course, it was too early to worry about that. Right now, Ren had a more immediate headache: why had he merged with the Zhu Xian Sword? And could he ever take human form again?
According to the theories of the primordial world, all things had spirits and could take human form. But Ren knew that Spirit Treasures rarely underwent Transformation. For a Supreme-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, it was practically impossible. And this particular treasure was Saint Tongtian's Zhu Xian Sword!
Ren was at a loss for words.
While Ren fretted over whether he could take human form, Yuding Zhenren descended into a training ground.
Ren looked out through the Zhu Xian Sword. At his first glimpse, he felt rather embarrassed. Compared with places like this, my old palace was trash!
Yuding Zhenren's training ground was filled with precious jade. Its terraces, pavilions, bridges, and buildings were all carved from it,