Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

Chapter 115 Grandmaster Uncle, let me lick it!
The clouds on the horizon are somewhat scattered, and the weary birds that have left home are flapping their wings vigorously.

At this moment, the wind is gentle and the clouds are light, and the autumn atmosphere is just right.

Zhang Yan rode his flying sword slowly through the air, sometimes piercing through the clouds, sometimes skimming over the treetops. When the mood struck him, he would also press down on the flying sword, creating a long-lasting tail in the river.

The intoxicating autumn wind brushed past his ears, and Zhang Yan felt the impact of the airflow.

Very cool.

It wasn't his first time flying on a sword, but it was the first time he had felt so free and unrestrained.

Qi cultivation and foundation building.

This is an essential process for those who cultivate immortality to achieve immortality and attain enlightenment.

This also signifies that this person has gained some status in the cultivation world, whether in Zhao or other countries.

So although he was still flying on a sword, his feelings were different from before.

……

They arrived at the Qingheng Sect's stronghold in the Tianmu Mountains.

Holding the token, Zhang Yan opened the array's restrictions and entered directly.

Before he could land, a beam of light flew over—it was Wang Jingsong. Upon seeing Zhang Yan, Wang Jingsong breathed a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face: "Junior Brother, why did you come alone?"

"Isn't anyone else escorting you?"

"No, I came by myself." Zhang Yan shook his head.

"Um?

"Junior brother has reached the Foundation Establishment stage?" Upon hearing Zhang Yan's words, Wang Jinsong realized that Zhang Yan had actually reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

The Foundation Establishment stage is not a particularly significant realm.

The disciples present were all at the Foundation Establishment stage, and even those like Zhang Yan who had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage were not taken seriously by anyone.

but……

Don't forget, Zhang Yan is young!
He's not even thirty years old yet, and he's already at the Foundation Establishment stage.

This potential is enormous!

Wang Jinsong even felt a bit of pressure. He had to start cultivating as soon as possible, otherwise what if he was surpassed by his junior brother?
That's too embarrassing!

Like Wang Jinsong, Zhang Yan was also observing Wang Jinsong. His spiritual sense was stronger than that of ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, and he could easily sense the magical power in Wang Jinsong's body.

Wang Jinsong was in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and in terms of magical power, he was indeed more powerful than him, but for some reason, Zhang Yan had a feeling.

If he were to actually fight the other party, the other party would most likely be no match for him.

Although he had only just established his foundation, and although he didn't possess any fully developed supernatural abilities besides the Water Margin, his magical power was still more refined than his opponent's.

"What's wrong, junior brother?"
Why are you looking at me like that? For some reason, Wang Jinsong felt a little nervous when Zhang Yan looked at him.

"It's nothing. I just haven't seen my senior brother in a long time, and I miss him a bit." Zhang Yan smiled and gave Wang Jingsong a perfunctory reply. The other man was completely unaware that in Zhang Yan's heart, he had already been relegated to the lowest rank. Instead, he remarked with emotion, "Zhang Yan is indeed my junior brother; we all have a bond!"
"Senior brother, is Grandmaster Uncle here? I need to see him this time." After exchanging a few pleasantries with Wang Jingsong, Zhang Yan interrupted the boring conversation.

Senior brother, you really don't mean anything by this!

Only a grandmaster uncle could be truly powerful!
“Grandmaster Uncle is inside the house.” Wang Jinsong pointed to the thatched hut in the distance.

Zhang Yan was not surprised.

In his memory, his grandmaster uncle seemed to have never left the thatched hut, much less this fourth-tier spiritual vein. He stood beside the thatched hut, gently knocked on the door, and said softly, "Disciple Zhang Yan requests an audience with grandmaster uncle."

After saying that, he stood to the side and waited quietly.

After about two or three breaths, a cool voice came from inside: "Come in."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yan creaked open the door and stepped inside.

Although I haven't been here for over a decade.

But the layout of the thatched hut remained unchanged; it was exactly the same as when I last visited.

The slender figure of the grandmaster remained seated on the futon, the loose Taoist robe on her body not loosening, but rather giving her an ethereal and otherworldly air.

Her face was serene and aloof, her long white hair cascading down her shoulders, and her skin, even whiter than her hair, was as white as snow! Coupled with her exquisite features and overall aura, one couldn't help but exclaim, "What an ethereal being!"

However, as his grandmaster slightly raised his eyelids and furrowed his brows, Zhang Yan's heart skipped a beat.

What the hell.

How dare you look at your grandmaster uncle like that! It's utterly disrespectful!
"Disciple Zhang Yan greets Grandmaster Uncle." He quickly composed himself and greeted his Grandmaster Uncle.

"What is it?" The grandmaster didn't even look at Zhang Yan, and his voice was very cold, as if he didn't care about anything.

“It’s like this, Grandmaster Uncle. I heard from the Sect Leader that you were injured and needed the Watery World Divine Power to heal yourself.” Zhang Yan composed himself and slowly began to speak.

He didn't directly reveal that he knew the Water Spreads Across the World; instead, he started by telling Mo Changqing that the other party needed the Water Spreads Across the World.

Unfortunately, after he finished speaking, his grandmaster uncle still didn't react at all, and didn't even look at him. He seemed indifferent.

This left Zhang Yan somewhat helpless.

This grandmaster is really cold! Apart from giving a gift last time, he basically doesn't interact with anyone else.

But it doesn't matter, even if the other party doesn't react, Zhang Yan will still keep licking!

If you act like a sycophant, Zhang Yan will definitely look down on you, but if you act like a sycophant at the Nascent Soul stage, that's a different story!
So he immediately began to speak eloquently: "After hearing about this, I was deeply moved, so I specially studied magic before I established my foundation. Fortunately, the heavens took pity on me and I successfully established my foundation in magic. That magic also transformed into the Water Margin."

Although the goddess remained unmoved by him, Zhang Yan still recounted the process in order to demonstrate his hardship.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Yan finished speaking, his grandmaster's cold gaze fell on him. Although the gaze was still cold, there seemed to be some other emotions in it.

"You've worked hard, but the Watery World skill requires a high level of mastery to heal me. Don't let my injury delay your own path." Perhaps sensing that his gaze was too hurtful, his grandmaster's eyes softened considerably as he spoke.

"Reporting to Grandmaster Uncle, I am unworthy, but I have already mastered the Water and Marsh World technique!" Zhang Yan said, seizing the opportunity.

"you say……

What?"

This time, even the master's composure was somewhat difficult to withstand.

“This disciple says that my Watery World skill has been fully mastered and can now heal my grandmaster,” Zhang Yan said in a strong and clear voice.

“If Grandmaster Uncle doesn’t believe us, we’ll find out soon enough!” Zhang Yan said to his Grandmaster Uncle, “This disciple can heal you right now.”

Please, Grandmaster Uncle, lend a hand.

Upon hearing Zhang Yan's words, the grandmaster stared at him for a moment, then stretched out his arm, revealing his fair and snow-white palm.

(End of this chapter)