Zhao Fuquan quickly returned to the outskirts of the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect, but instead of making a public appearance, he secretly contacted the Grand Elder.
He waited in a dim alley for a long time, fists clenched tightly as he kept watch.
Only when the Grand Elder finally arrived did he hurriedly erect a barrier, pulling the elder aside in excitement.
"Brother Song, I’ve discovered an incredible opportunity!" he blurted out before the Grand Elder could speak.
The Grand Elder frowned in surprise.
"An opportunity?"
Zhao Fuquan bowed hastily, his eyes gleaming with fervor.
"To be frank, Grand Elder, I have already joined the Supreme Sun Heavenly Sect."
"Moreover, I witnessed Sect Leader Luo consuming a piece of the Dao-Transforming Sturgeon’s tail and immediately breaking through to the fourth tier of the Heavenly Rank!"
"If my guess is correct, that Dao-Transforming Sturgeon must have been bestowed by Master Yi!"
"To casually create a fourth-tier expert and effortlessly obtain such a treasure—Master Yi’s methods are nothing short of divine!"
"I came here to urge you to join me. With your wisdom and intellect, Brother Song, you would surely earn his favor and receive a great opportunity in the future!"
"This is a hundred times better than enduring disdain in the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect!"
"Our friendship runs deep, and my words come from the heart. I beg you to reconsider!"
Despite his impassioned plea, the Grand Elder remained expressionless.
He studied Zhao Fuquan with a stern gaze before speaking solemnly.
"Brother Zhao."
"Since you’ve pledged allegiance to the Supreme Sun Heavenly Sect, and we now serve different masters, it’s improper for us to meet privately. Let us part ways here."
Zhao Fuquan was stunned but quickly bowed again.
"Brother Song, I saw this with my own eyes—there’s no deception! If you come with me, even a modest contribution could earn you the bones of a Dao-Transforming Sturgeon!"
The Grand Elder merely shook his head.
"True or not, this matter doesn’t concern me. Each must follow their own path. I will not go. You may leave."
Seeing the resolve in the elder’s eyes, Zhao Fuquan had no choice but to relent.
With a sigh, he clasped his fists in genuine regret.
"Ah…"
"Take care, Brother Song!"
As his former friend turned away, the Grand Elder’s expression remained unchanged. He strode steadily back toward the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect without a trace of hesitation.
Less than half an hour later,
the sect’s routine assembly began.
All elders gathered in the grand hall—except for the conspicuously empty seat of the sixth elder, Zhao Fuquan.
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By the snow-covered lake,
the two sect leaders, their cultivation greatly advanced, lounged in contentment.
Buoyed by their improved moods and inspired by Master Yi’s insights into the art of fishing, they took up their rods once more and sat patiently by the shore.
After a long wait with no success, Luo Pengfei remained unshaken, his mind anchored in patience.
Suddenly,
a figure approached from behind and bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Sect Leader!"
Glancing sideways, Luo Pengfei smiled faintly.
"Elder Zhao, what brings you here?"
Though this newly recruited elder had yet to earn his full trust, Luo Pengfei was in good spirits. Seeing such deference, he saw no reason to stand on ceremony.
This cordiality moved Zhao Fuquan deeply.
After a thousand years of service to the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect, he had received little but scorn. Yet here, in the Supreme Sun Heavenly Sect, he was treated with such respect.
The difference was like night and day!
Gritting his teeth, Zhao Fuquan drew a scroll from his sleeve.
"Sect Leader," he declared,
"as a newcomer with no merits or exceptional talents, I can only offer this manual of blade techniques as a token of my loyalty!"
The Mad Blade Heavenly Sect was renowned for its blade techniques.
As a former elder, Zhao Fuquan's offered blade manual surely wouldn't be too ordinary.
Luo Pengfei turned back with mild interest.
The manual presented with both hands was merely a few dozen pages long—clearly a fragment.
Instantly, Luo Pengfei frowned slightly.
"Elder Zhao, this blade manual is..."
Zhao Fuquan hurriedly responded.
"Reporting to the Sect Leader."
"This manual is titled the Six Ultimate Blade Forms. Unfortunately, I only possess the fragment of the first three forms. I beg for your understanding!"
Whoosh!
The moment he spoke, even Old Man Xu, who had been sitting quietly to the side, turned his head in shock!
The Six Ultimate Blade Forms was the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect's most secretive blade technique, never leaked in ten thousand years. Rumored to consist of only six forms, it was incomparably fierce, containing the profound true essence of the blade's Great Dao!
It was the very foundation of the Mad Blade Heavenly Sect!
Even half of it was a treasure that would make any Heavenly Sect covet with envy!
Noticing the greedy glint in Old Man Xu's eyes, Luo Pengfei felt even more pleased.
With a smile, he accepted the manual.
"Since Elder Zhao has shown such sincerity, it would be ungracious of me to refuse."
As the two exchanged the blade manual, their faces wore warm smiles.
Looking at the sensible and tactful Zhao Fuquan, Luo Pengfei found him increasingly agreeable!
This elder had decisively joined the Supreme Yang Heavenly Sect earlier—his judgment was far beyond that of ordinary men. Now, he had even presented such a priceless manual, proving his loyalty beyond doubt!
With his cultivation advancing greatly and gaining such an outstanding subordinate, Luo Pengfei felt doubly blessed.
Catching the subtle envy in Xu Baichuan's gaze only added to his satisfaction.
This old fool.
So what if he sneakily devoured the Dao-Infused Sturgeon and gained insights into the blade's Dao? Now he could only stare longingly at the Six Ultimate Blade Forms!
Serves him right!
Amidst these successive delights, Luo Pengfei was in high spirits.
With a grand wave of his hand, a fish bone floated out from his ring.
"Elder Zhao, as the saying goes, courtesy demands reciprocity. Since you have loyally presented the blade manual, I am no miser either! This is a Dao-Infused Sturgeon bone, imbued with the true essence of the Great Dao. I hope you savor it well."
Overjoyed, Zhao Fuquan's face flushed red as the radiant white bone drifted toward him!
Though he knew both sect leaders possessed many such bones, witnessing such a treasure being bestowed so casually still struck him with immense shock!
Accepting the bone with both hands, Zhao Fuquan repeatedly expressed his gratitude!
After a long bout of heartfelt thanks, he finally dared to examine the bone closely, his throat dry and heart pounding!
With boundless anticipation, he nervously licked it.
Instantly!
A terrifying surge of Dao insights exploded in his mind, followed by millennia-worth of profound cultivation!
In the blink of an eye,
his body brimmed with terrifying Dao power, interwoven like brocade. Celestial phenomena erupted around him, and before he could even react, he smoothly broke through to the third grade of the Heavenly Rank!
Even with prior expectations, his heart still roiled with uncontainable shock, waves of astonishment crashing within.
As he trembled with excitement, Luo Pengfei placed a hand on his shoulder and patted lightly.
"You're keeping your composure well. Maintain this. Suppress any excitement and keep this absolutely secret."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Elder Zhao nodded like a pecking chick, fully aware such matters must never be spoken of, his heart overflowing with gratitude.
Recalling his past grievances, the stark contrast with his present fortune was undeniable. Following Lu Renkuang would never have granted him such treatment—forget about treasures like this!
Thousands of years of loyal service had all been fed to the dogs!
In comparison, Luo Pengfei's magnanimity and humility in valuing talent were far superior!
He immediately decided to persuade his longtime friend to join him in abandoning the darkness and embracing the light.
While he was overwhelmed with excitement,
the routine meeting of the Mad Blade Sect had descended into an unbearably awkward atmosphere.
Lu Renkuang's face darkened, his anger surfacing.
"Why has Elder Song still not arrived?!"
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