Chapter 314

Chapter 314: Shocking News

Since he was already a second level Pill Master himself, and with the so-called immortal opportunity as his justification,

Zhou Luo no longer intended to hide his capabilities, both for the sake of Foundation Establishment Dan for his wife and children and for elevating his identity and status in the future.

After he finished speaking these words, Wang Xian’s entire face displayed an utterly shocked expression, as if struck by lightning.

As the dignified Ancestor of a family, he completely lost his usual calm and composure at this moment, feeling only shortness of breath and turbulent thoughts.

This information was too staggering for him.

So much so that he remained unable to recover his composure for a long while.

A second level Pill Master.

What this identity implied, Wang Xian absolutely dared not contemplate.

Even someone like himself would have to treat a second level Pill Master with utmost respect, hosting them as an honored guest, regardless of the other party being merely at the Qi Refinement stage.

Let alone this opponent being a Foundation Establishment second level Pill Master.

In an instant, Wang Xian suddenly felt that heaven had truly been unfair.

He had cultivated diligently for over a century before barely achieving the breakthrough to Foundation Establishment and earning his family’s current achievements.

Yet this man, Zhou Luo, had merely received casual guidance from a passing powerful being. Not only did he successfully break through with a Ninth Grade spirit root, but he had even become a second level Pill Master in the process – and one capable of refining Foundation Establishment Dan at that.

Comparing people just killed one with resentment.

In the face of fortune and immortal opportunities, so-called effort really was just empty talk.

The look Wang Xian directed at Zhou Luo was no longer neutral; instead, it grew fervent, even harboring a trace of reverence.

If Zhou Luo were merely an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, he might have treated him as a peer to befriend.

But if he was a second level Pill Master, that was different.

Throughout the entire Qinyuan Domain, apart from the Immortal Sect, a second level Pill Master would command respect and reverence from every major family and faction they visited. Their status stood preeminent; no one could shake it.

Henceforth, the Wang Family would undoubtedly need to rely on him.

At that moment, Wang Xian felt immensely grateful his family had always maintained an alliance with the Lin Family.

Zhou Luo quietly observed him.

This outcome had been within his expectations.

He imagined that once this news spread, the impact on the other family factions throughout the Qinyuan Domain would likely be even greater than Wang Xian’s shock.

After a long while, Wang Xian finally regained his composure. He suddenly rose and clasped his hands in salute: "Pill Master Zhou, please lend our Wang Family your assistance."

His tone was incredibly sincere, devoid of even the faintest trace of the pride that usually belonged to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Before a second level Pill Master, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator had to maintain profound deference.

This had nothing to do with strength; it was a matter of status.

No one wanted to offend a second level Pill Master, especially cultivators tied to family factions.

Unless they had absolutely no need for Foundation Establishment Dan.

But that was basically impossible.

In the world of cultivation, countless cultivators remained stuck at the Qi Refinement realm, largely due to the scarcity of Foundation Establishment Dan.

Even if you didn’t need it now, could you guarantee your descendants, friends, or family wouldn’t?

Therefore, Wang Xian’s shift in attitude was entirely reasonable.

To strengthen his family, displaying sincere respect was essential.

"Friend Wang, no need for formalities. The Lin and Wang families are originally one." Zhou Luo said with a light laugh.

A wave of relief washed over Wang Xian’s heart.

"Friend Wang, if you trust me, I can refine it for you once the materials are ready,"

Zhou Luo added immediately.

Wang Xian understood perfectly and responded, "Naturally. I will rely on Pill Master Zhou’s guidance then."

His tone was even more deferential than before.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Wang Xian departed the Lin Family, his mind reeling with shock.

Watching the figure vanish, Zhou Luo’s lips curved upward.

After tonight, he mused, the Lin Family would likely face prolonged unrest.

Shifting his gaze, he withdrew the letter Wang Yu Wei had sent over.

The golden stationery gleamed, bearing the emblem of the Biquan True Sect.

Such Immortal Sect emblems were crafted from special materials, impervious to damage in any environment.

In the world of cultivation, one thing about these emblems was universally known:

if you happened upon an item bearing one and returned it to the sect, you’d receive substantial cultivation resources.

This emblem signified how deeply Wang Yu Wei valued him.

Over the past twenty-plus years, she had never reached out first.

Now, however, it seemed she was profoundly grateful for his lifesaving sacrifice back then.

He unfolded the letter, revealing lines of elegant calligraphy.

Wang Yu Wei began by expressing her gratitude toward Zhou Luo.

After all, two decades ago, Zhou Luo—a mere fifth layer Qi Refinement cultivator—had chosen not to abandon her.

Instead, he drew the evil sect away, an act anyone would feel immense appreciation for.

In today’s world of cultivation, where murder and betrayal were commonplace, sacrificing themselves for justice was extraordinarily rare.

Faced with this minor misunderstanding, Zhou Luo felt not a shred of guilt.

Regardless of motive, he had saved her.

This debt of gratitude was his to claim.

In the world of cultivation, such debts held immense weight, especially for those aiming to ascend to greater realms.

For human connections meant karma, and unresolved karma barred the path to becoming an immortal.

After the expressions of gratitude came congratulations.

It appeared Wang Yu Wei had her own contacts within the Wang Family.

Otherwise, how could she, far away in the Jin Yun Domain, have learned his news?

Recalling her initial approach long ago, and their subsequent interactions within the sect,

it was clear this woman possessed far greater decisiveness and wisdom than most imagined.

After offering congratulations, Wang Yu Wei mentioned another matter.

She had already reached the late-stage of Foundation Establishment and was advancing toward the Golden Core stage.

Upon reading these words, Zhou Luo couldn’t help but feel momentarily dazed.

In just twenty short years, she was already nearing the Golden Core stage.

Wasn’t this cultivation speed astonishingly fast?

It likely stemmed from her special physique and the backing of the Biquan True Sect.

Zhou Luo sighed softly in response.

Indeed, the world of cultivation never lacked geniuses; those endowed with talents defying heaven’s will were abundant.

Compared to them, he truly lagged behind.

Still, it mattered little—the Dao he pursued diverged from theirs.

With inexhaustible lifespan, he only needed progression and patience.

The letter wasn’t lengthy. After reading, Zhou Luo placed it inside his storage ring.

He then withdrew the Foundation Establishment magic sword gifted by her.

Its azure-blue blade, perfectly smooth, mirrored Zhou Luo’s deep eyes, while its edge gleamed with incomparable sharpness—as if cleaving any earthly thing asunder.

His gaze settled on the hilt.

A golden hilt bore intricate engravings swirled by an imposing dragon shimmering with dignity.

At the dragon’s eye sat a dazzling jewel radiating dense spiritual light.

Just beneath the jewel, faint characters etched "Fuyao."

Zhou Luo gave a flick, and the blade sang "clang!"—a clear note imbued with obscure energy carrying great power.

A single Foundation Establishment magic sword could unleash heightened strength.

Paired with the Nine Heavens Sword Technique and other diverse skills, fears within the Foundation Establishment stage would likely cease entirely.

Moreover, he remained a Second Level spiritual symbol master.

Previously limited by mental strength, he barely managed Second Level lower-grade talismans. Now at the Foundation Establishment stage, he’d refined top-quality symbols.

Such symbols—a menace even peak Foundation Establishment cultivators dared not face.

His spiritual appraisal skill lingered at First Level, though, leaving the sword’s exact rank uncertain.

Foundation Establishment magical artifacts were classified into four grades: lower, middle, high, and top-quality—their potency linked to their rank.

Nonetheless, any Foundation Establishment magical artifact bore worth.

Wang Yu Wei had provided him with a most favorable item.

He intended to return the gesture, yet deliberation left him empty-handed; an Immortal Sect disciple likely desired nothing he possessed.

Tucking the sword away, Zhou Luo turned toward the courtyard.