A clean-shaven youth with a fair face and an imposing bearing entered the residence and bowed.
"Disciple Yang Jian greets Grandmaster, Master, and Martial Uncle."
Several months earlier, when King Zhou brought rain to Guanjiangkou, Wen Zhong had worried that he might fail. He had therefore informed his teacher, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, and asked her to come to Guanjiangkou to bring rain, so that she could make up for any shortfall.
Although King Zhou had successfully brought rain, Golden Spirit Holy Mother had come anyway. Besides bringing several more heavy rains to Guanjiangkou, she had also taken Yang Jian as her disciple.
Golden Spirit Holy Mother wore a smile, thoroughly pleased with Yang Jian.
Wen Zhong was also deeply gratified. Not long ago, he had still been agonizing over a successor at the Northern Border, and now one had arrived.
Yang Jian possessed an excellent temperament and comprehension. More precious still, he had three eyes, just like Wen Zhong. With three eyes reading thirty lines at a glance, he learned exceptionally quickly.
Golden Spirit Holy Mother said, "I see you have already attained some proficiency in the Eight-Nine Arcane Art."
Yang Jian cupped his fists. "This disciple is slow-witted. Since coming to Chaoge to enlist, I have followed the Commandant of the Guard on hunts through the Mountain Forest, fighting wild beasts and vicious creatures. I have made a little progress."
The Eight-Nine Arcane Art was the foremost guardian art of the Daoist School's Three Teachings. Direct disciples of the Human, Elucidation, and Interception sects could all practice it, but very few were suited to it, and fewer still could progress so quickly.
Wen Zhong could not help sighing. Such was the gulf in talent. He, too, had become Golden Spirit Holy Mother's disciple and been taught the Eight-Nine