Words of Modesty

The other female cultivators in Rising Tide Valley all turned to look at them at that moment.

When everyone looked at Zhenke, their eyes were filled with astonishment.

After more than forty years of cultivation, he has now reached the fifth level of the Dao Inquiry.

When did entering the Seeking Dao Mountain become so easy?

Are these still the cultivators of the Great Qian Dynasty they know? Wasn't it said that cultivation was extremely difficult for cultivators in the Great Qian Dynasty?

Looking at it today, however, there is no trace of that feeling.

"Hehe, fellow Daoist is truly modest. You've already attempted the Dao five times; such talent makes me feel ashamed of my own."

At this moment, Yunzi looked at Zhenke, her slender hand unconsciously curling a strand of hair in front of her forehead before she spoke.

The other party has asked the question five times already, so their understanding of the Dao must have reached a profound and unfathomable level.

At this level, it's beyond her ability to offer any guidance.

With this in mind, Yunzi immediately dismissed the idea.

Zhenke didn't think much of it when she heard this, taking it as the other person trying to comfort her.

After all, she didn't have such good aptitude to ask the question five times, and four of those times it was thanks to Senior Fang's guidance.

Because of the Scripture of Salvation," she entered the Seeking Dao Mountain three times!

A few days ago, I received guidance from a senior once again, which allowed me to enter the Seeking Dao Mountain once more.

Otherwise, she would have only been able to enter the Seeking Dao Mountain once in all her cultivation.

Under these circumstances, she naturally dared not be presumptuous in front of the Northern Liang.

"What you say, senior, makes me feel quite ashamed. My talent is indeed only average."

Zhenke bowed slightly and said something that sounded quite sincere.

This left all the cultivators standing nearby stunned.

Judging from the other person's demeanor, it doesn't seem like they're being modest.

The problem is that this fellow cultivator has only been cultivating for a little over forty years, yet he has already asked the Dao five times.

This was unprecedented even in the Northern Liang.

May I ask what's going on with the cultivators in the Great Qian Dynasty? How come they haven't even ranked high after cultivating for over forty years?

That's why the cultivator in front of me kept saying that his aptitude was just average?

The cultivators looked at Zhenke with very complicated expressions.

If the other party were simply being modest, that would be one thing, but judging from their demeanor, they really think they're just average.

"Come, come in and sit down. We can chat as we sit. The tea from Dinggui Mountain best in Northern Liang. We're usually quite frugal when entertaining guests, but now that cultivators from the Great Qian have arrived, we can't be so stingy, can we?"

Yunzi's heart was also filled with complicated feelings, but she quickly came to her senses and took a step towards the main hall.

The main hall in front is where Dinggui Mountain receives guests; it's quite a large place.

Upon hearing Yunzi's words, Daoist Master Fuqing was standing to the side, couldn't help but shake his head.

"The only thing you all remember so fondly is that one mother tea plant. But there's only one plant, and you can only harvest a few ounces a year. And since you all drink tea so generously, if I weren't a little frugal, I wouldn't even have enough tea to serve you right now."

Daoist Master Fuqing didn't take the joke between fellow Daoists to heart.

After offering a brief explanation, he led everyone into the main hall.

The senior disciple of Dinggui Mountain, along with several disciples, brewed tea and then brought it to the main hall, serving a cup to each cultivator.

As soon as the tea was poured, a delicate fragrance wafted out.

The aroma of this tea made everyone feel their minds clear up, as if they were in a dense forest, experiencing the season of renewal.

"It's been years since I've had this tea, but it still tastes the same."

Yunzi stared at the tea in front of her, her bright eyes lit up, and she picked up the teacup and took a sip.

The tip of my tongue tasted a hint of bitterness in the tea, followed by a sweet aftertaste that spread through my mouth, much like the feeling of overcoming hardship and achieving happiness during spiritual practice.

Seeing how highly everyone praised the tea, and smelling its delicate aroma, Zhenke couldn't help but feel a stirring in her heart.

He immediately picked up his teacup and took a sip as well.

After the tea's flavor spread in her mouth, Zhenke closed her eyes and tasted it briefly, then felt something was off.

This tea

If it were placed in the mortal realm, it would indeed be considered a fine tea.

However, it just didn't quite feel quite right.

With this thought in mind, Zhenke fell into deep thought.

She wasn't particularly impressed by the tea; perhaps she was influenced by Senior Fang?

Zhenke thought about it carefully.

Having followed Senior Fang all this way, I've had the opportunity to sample Senior Fang fine wines from time to time, and there's more than one of them.

After drinking so much, I find that other things simply can't compare.

"Fellow Zhenke, how is this tea?"

Zhenke was still thinking about how she felt when she followed her seniors all the way here.

Hearing someone ask, it quickly opened its eyes, "Excellent tea! Such tea cannot be found in the mortal world."

That's what I meant, but why don't I see any genuine surprise or delight on your face?

When the cultivators saw Zhenke drinking tea, they all took a closer look at Zhenke.

I thought I would see something unusual on Zhenke's face.

However, all they saw was the other person's calm expression, indicating that the tea was not particularly to their liking.

However, if the other person doesn't like tea, you can't force them to drink it.

"Everyone, I believe you are all aware of the reason for summoning you here today. Please, Fellow Zhenke, reiterate the details."

Daoist Master Fuqing changed the subject and got down to business.

Upon hearing this, Zhenke's expression turned serious. She nodded in response and then recounted in detail how she had searched all the way from Great Qian.

The expressions of the cultivators also turned extremely cold at this moment.

Having cultivated myself to this point, I have witnessed many things.

In the past, it wasn't unheard of for fellow cultivators to perish and die.

His death wasn't unacceptable to most people; after all, no one can escape death when protecting the sect.

In the past, however, the demons would usually devour the corpses of cultivators completely.

This time, both fellow Daoists are already dead, so why are they still suffering such immense torment and humiliation?

Listening to Zhenke's words, it seemed that the demon was deliberately trying to provoke them.

"That's the situation. All we know so far is that a demon is trying to harm the Northern Liang, but we don't know which demon it is, what methods it uses, or its background."

Zhenke explained in great detail, and after spending some time finishing, she sat back down.

The fellow cultivators exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

For a moment, they all fell silent, pondering the matter in their hearts.

"Fellow Daoists, this matter concerns us Northern Liang. This demon has come with great force and is likely quite powerful. It would be best to recall the disciples who have gone down the mountain for training as soon as possible."