Chapter 455 - 160: The Result of the Bet, a Fortuitous Opportunity
Upon hearing this, Bai Bing nodded slightly, her fingers lightly toying with the tassel on her sleeve. "I will give the order to the Talent Pavilion," she said softly. "When you go this time, just retrieve all the subsequent manuals for the Mountain-Breaking Seal. You won’t have to run back and forth for each volume like before. It’s far too much trouble."
Hearing this, Si Jiawen, who stood to the side, was secretly shocked.
She was well aware of the Talent Pavilion’s rules. Ordinary disciples had to cultivate their techniques progressively, according to their realm. Only after breaking through to the next level could they use their token to apply for the next volume.
’Master is directly using her prerogative as a Peak Master to let Yang Jing collect all the subsequent manuals in one go. This clearly shows she’s confident in Yang Jing’s talent, certain he can practice the Mountain-Breaking Seal all the way to the Realm of Perfection!’
’That guy, Yang Jing...’ Si Jiawen mused. ’Could my absurd idea from before actually come true? Impossible!’
Yang Jing was both surprised and delighted, his face filled with joy. He quickly bowed again. "This disciple thanks the Peak Master for her great favor!"
’If I could get all the subsequent manuals at once, it would save me the trouble of running back and forth. More importantly, I could comprehend the essence of the later stages in advance and use that knowledge to refine my practice of the earlier parts, making my foundation even more solid.’
For him, this was undoubtedly a tremendous convenience.
Seeing the genuine joy on his face, a faint smile flashed across Bai Bing’s cool eyes. "Tomorrow, get your things in order and accompany me to Zhenyue Peak," she said.
Yang Jing was taken aback, his expression filled with confusion.
’When Master arranged for me to join the Xuanzhen Sect, she originally wanted me to join Zhenyue Peak. For some reason, though, I ended up in Lingxi Peak. I’ve had no dealings with Zhenyue Peak since then. I really can’t figure out why the Peak Master wants to take me there.’
Seeing his bewildered expression, Bai Bing, who was in a rather good mood, showed a rare bit of patience. She explained slowly, "We’re going to see Peak Master Zhenyue. A great opportunity awaits you."
Bai Bing had always believed that in the cultivation of the Martial Dao, innate talent wasn’t the sole deciding factor. Temperament, comprehension, and perseverance were often more critical to achieving greatness.
But she also had to admit that the quality of a Martial Artist’s innate talent had a tremendous impact on their cultivation journey.
Yang Jing might far surpass his peers in comprehension and perseverance, but his weak innate talent was ultimately holding him back.
If his innate talent could be improved, Yang Jing’s future path of cultivation would undoubtedly be much smoother.
Hearing his master mention a "great opportunity," Yang Jing’s heart skipped a beat.
’For the Peak Master to call it a ’great opportunity’ with such gravity, it must be something that would benefit me immensely.’ The fact that it was somehow connected to Zhenyue Peak, however, only made him more curious.
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask for more details, but on second thought, he figured the Peak Master must have her reasons for not elaborating. He swallowed his questions and simply gave a respectful assent.
Si Jiawen, however, recalled the bet between her Master and Peak Master Qin Gang of Zhenyue Peak, as well as the Bone Jade Pill that served as the stake. She couldn’t help but wince in sympathy for Peak Master Zhenyue.
’That Bone Jade Pill is an incredibly rare treasure. It can cleanse one’s marrow, reconstruct their bones, and improve their innate talent. It’s worth a fortune! For an ordinary disciple, just seeing such a treasure is an extravagant hope, let alone obtaining one.’
What struck Si Jiawen even more was how exceptionally generous her master was to Yang Jing.
’To think she was just going to give such a precious elixir to Yang Jing.’
’The crucial point was that Yang Jing was still just an ordinary disciple of Lingxi Peak. He hadn’t even been formally accepted as Master’s personal disciple yet.’
Si Jiawen looked at Yang Jing, who remained standing in a respectful bow, and couldn’t help but feel a surge of envy.
’The way he’s being treated... even as the Senior Sister of Lingxi Peak, I can’t help but be green with envy.’