Immortal Wave Sect, Seeking Dao Peak.
Wuchen wore a blue Taoist robe and cloth shoes, his divine radiance contained as he climbed toward the highest peak with steady, powerful steps.
A cold wind blew. Chu Jin followed behind his master, filled with unease and confusion. Usually, when his master summoned him, it was either to guide his cultivation or assign him sect business, but the two rarely had an opportunity to walk together in silence like this.
Before they knew it, master and disciple had climbed several thousand steps and were nearing the summit.
The silence along the way left Chu Jin feeling oppressed and lost, as though a great stone pressed against his chest, making it hard to breathe.
Although Wuchen was a supreme Sixth Grade expert, whether dealing with Immortal Wave Sect disciples or interacting with other ancient sects and clans, he always presented himself as compassionate, kind, and broad-minded. Over the years, killing, fighting, and plundering occasionally broke out among the ancient sects and clans, but whoever they were, as long as they sought out the Immortal Wave Sect, Wuchen's mediation usually led both sides to make peace and shed no further blood.
He commanded immense prestige on the Nine Li Continent. Many ancient clan elders had praised him, saying that Wuchen cultivated the "Way of Virtue" and possessed peerless character. That was why he was respected, and why the Immortal Wave Sect had suffered no calamities in a hundred years.
In such troubled times, earning an appraisal like that was clearly no easy feat.
Logically, with such a powerful master, so respected and kindly, Chu Jin should have felt relaxed and fortunate as his disciple.
Yet for some reason, he always acted restrained and apprehensive before his master, as though he were walking a tightrope at