Chapter 1623: Meeting Saint Gui
After leaving the sect master's grand hall, Ling Feng followed Saint Lady Bi Luo back to the Earth Spirit Hall.
Although Ling Feng had not chosen the Profound Thunder Hall or the Tempest Wind Hall in the end, Lei Wensheng and Zuo Feiqing did not press the matter. Ling Feng had already promised Lin Mu he would join the Earth Spirit Hall, and now he was simply honoring that promise. There was nothing more to say.
More importantly, he had entered under Saint Lady Bi Luo. Neither of them would openly object to that.
"Little Brother Ling, if you ever have time, come visit the Profound Thunder Hall."
Lei Wensheng glanced at Ling Feng, then shook his head with a grin. "Forget it. The Sunset Heaven Selection is only a little over a month away. You will not have much time anyway. Focus on your seclusion. Even if you are not in my hall, you still represent the Dongling Immortal Pool."
"Thank you, Big Brother Lei." Ling Feng nodded. He found himself rather fond of Lei Wensheng's easygoing nature.
"Ling Feng, prepare well in the Earth Spirit Hall."
Zuo Feiqing patted his shoulder, then turned to Saint Lady Bi Luo and raised a hand in farewell. "Junior Sister Bi Luo, I will take my leave."
"Bi Luo, I am off too!"
Lei Wensheng laughed heartily. In the next instant, he turned into a streak of lightning and vanished.
After the two Hall Masters departed, Saint Lady Bi Luo personally led Ling Feng to a courtyard.
"This place is close to where Xiao Mu lives. You can stay here for now," she said calmly. "I did not expect you to choose the Earth Spirit Hall, so this is only temporary. I will have a residence befitting a Young Emperor prepared for you soon."
"This is already more than enough."
Ling Feng meant it. Though it was just a courtyard, it was not much worse than the top-tier Mingjian Tower he once stayed in.
"You are a Young Emperor now. You should have a residence of your own. Consider it a gift from me."
She smiled faintly. "If you have any other requests, speak freely."
Ling Feng thought for a moment. "There is one more matter. Back in the outer sect, there was a junior sister who has been following me and taking care of me. I have grown used to her presence. Would it be possible to bring her into the Earth Spirit Hall?"
As the saying goes, when one rises, even those around them are lifted.
Fang Wen was not lacking in talent. She had followed him loyally, and if she could enter the inner sect, it would be a great opportunity for her.
Saint Lady Bi Luo smiled. "As a Young Emperor, you are allowed to bring outer sect disciples as attendants. If her strength meets the standard, advancing into the inner sect is not impossible."
"Then I thank Hall Master on her behalf."
Ling Feng smiled. Fang Wen would surely be delighted to hear this.
"By the way," Saint Lady Bi Luo added, "the Earth Spirit Hall focuses on wood and earth techniques. That may not be the most suitable path for you. Since you have chosen this hall, I will do my best to provide you with the best cultivation conditions."
"Hehe..."
At that moment, a hearty laugh echoed.
"Bi Luo, leave the matter of training this boy to me."
An old man with a hunched back suddenly appeared. Saint Lady Bi Luo's expression shifted slightly, but she quickly bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Elder Gui."
Ling Feng also bowed deeply. "This junior greets Saint Gui."
It became clear to Saint Lady Bi Luo that Ling Feng already knew Elder Gui. She finally understood. From the moment Ling Feng joined the sect, Elder Gui had been quietly guiding matters behind the scenes. It seemed he truly intended to take Ling Feng as a disciple.
In that case, Ling Feng's standing was not lower than hers at all.
"Hehe, Bi Luo, I will borrow this little fellow for a while. In one month, I will send him out for the Sunset Heaven Selection."
Saint Gui stroked his beard as he spoke.
"Since it is your decision, how could I refuse?" Saint Lady Bi Luo shot him a glance, then turned to Ling Feng. "Go with him. By the time you return, your residence will be ready. As for that outer sect disciple you mentioned, I will have someone bring her here."
"Thank you, Hall Master."
Ling Feng bowed again, but before he could straighten, Saint Gui pressed a hand on his shoulder.
In the next instant, both of them vanished like reflections in water.
When Ling Feng regained his senses, he found himself within the Spirit Turtle Sacred Sanctuary.
Before him sat an aged figure with white hair and wrinkled skin. Beside him was a massive old turtle, holding a teacup in its front limbs and sipping slowly with surprising composure.
"Senior, it's you!"
Seeing the old turtle, Ling Feng immediately recalled the time in the Tianlan Sea Region when Lin Mu had ridden this very creature to Misty Sea Volcano Island.
The turtle looked ancient and frail, yet it was clearly an extraordinarily powerful beast.
"So you still remember me."
The old turtle nodded. "You have some respect for your elders. Much better than Lin Mu, that block of wood."
"Ahem."
Saint Gui coughed lightly, cutting him off. He looked at Ling Feng.
"At last, we meet properly."
"It was not easy to get here," Ling Feng said with a faint smile. Nearly a year had passed since he entered the inner sect, and his strength had grown by leaps and bounds.
"Not bad. Your progress has exceeded my expectations. But you still remember what I told you back then, do you not?"
"I do."
"Then you should also understand that no matter how fast you progress, it is still far from enough."
Saint Gui narrowed his eyes. "However, through the Turtle Mirror, I saw that you have the potential to save the Immortal Pool. There is no need to rush. Let things unfold naturally. Acting too hastily will only hinder you."
"This junior understands."
Ling Feng nodded.
If he was truly meant to save the Dongling Immortal Pool, then he would one day have to surpass even Saint Gui.
Even with his confidence, he could not yet imagine what lay beyond the Half-Saint realm.
Each level in the Divine Destiny Realm was a massive hurdle. Every three levels formed an even greater divide.
He might be able to rival those at the third level now, but against a fourth-level Great Emperor who fought seriously, he would have no chance unless he used the Asura's Eye.
And beyond that were the sixth and ninth levels.
Many Great Emperors spent centuries without breaking through a single barrier.
As for the Half-Saint realm, even a force like the Dongling Immortal Pool had only produced three in thousands of years. Figures like Sacred Emperor Tian Yuan and Saint Lady Hui Yue were only said to rival that level, not truly reach it.
Ling Feng's talent was extraordinary, but even so, it might take him centuries to stand on equal footing with someone like Saint Gui.
Still, since Saint Gui insisted he was chosen by fate, there might be variables yet to come.
At the very least, the Sunset Heaven Selection in a month's time, along with the opportunities within Sunset Ancient City, felt like the beginning of something.
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