Mythical Cultivation

Thinking of this, he took out the letter that his grandfather Wu Tianlong had given him before he came to Qingyun Sect. It was written on it that it was personally addressed to Senior Brother Wang Cheng. It seemed that Senior Brother Wang Cheng had a very good relationship with his grandfather.

At that time, my grandfather had asked me to contact his Senior Brother Wang when I arrived at Qingyun Sect, but I was so busy cultivating and increasing my strength that I forgot about it. Now that I'm in trouble and want to find a backer, I remembered it.

According to my grandfather, this senior brother of his was one of the fastest-growing disciples in the sect when they entered. He had already reached the Foundation Establishment stage. I wonder what level he has reached now, after so many decades. If I could find my grandfather's senior brother, I think I wouldn't be afraid of Liu Qingquan anymore.

But why did the name Wang Cheng sound so familiar? Wu Ming thought about it. Senior Brother Wang Zongyuan's father seemed to be named Wang Cheng. It couldn't be such a coincidence. The Qingyun Sect had thousands of members, so there must be someone with the same name. Still, Wu Ming planned to mention it tomorrow when he thanked Senior Brother Wang Zongyuan. If it was true, then he'd have a foothold in the Qingyun Sect.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next morning. After a night of cultivation, Wu Ming felt that his realm had improved again. He stretched and then went to Wang Zongyuan's residence.

"Brother Wang, I am so grateful for your life-saving grace this time! If you hadn't helped me in time, I would have been unable to escape this time." Wu Ming said gratefully.

Wang Zongyuan smiled and waved his hand: "You're welcome. You saved my life before, so this is what I should do. And this is not difficult for me. I just did it casually. Besides, this incident not only dealt a blow to Liu Qingquan, but also benefited me."

Wu Ming shook his head. "That's different. For a master like you, it might just be a piece of cake, but for a junior like me, it's a matter of life and death. It's a pity that my current ability is limited and I can't repay you for your kindness. But as long as you have any orders, even if it means going through fire and water, I will never refuse!"

"You don't need to go through fire and water. I'm short of people around me, but unfortunately you can't help me right now. So your task now is to practice hard. If you can become an inner disciple soon, I will not be polite."

Wang Zongyuan openly told Wu Ming that his current life was indeed not easy, mainly because a group of people in the inner sect, led by Xiao Changqing, were constantly causing trouble for him. Although he was a powerful figure in the Qingyun Sect and had many friends, Xiao Changqing's backers were too strong, so many of his friends could not openly help him. This made him feel a little uncomfortable and difficult to move forward.

"I will keep Senior Brother Wang's words in mind and will practice diligently to become an inner disciple as soon as possible."

The two of them exchanged another conversation, officially turning the page on this story. Wu Ming also spoke of his past, mentioning the letter his grandfather had asked him to bring, hoping to find a fellow disciple from his past. However, he had only been a member of the sect for a short time and wasn't very familiar with it, so he hoped Wang Zongyuan could help him find out.

When Wang Zongyuan heard this, he realized that Wu Ming was not a person without any background. It turned out that his two generations of ancestors were outer disciples of Qingyun Sect, and his grandfather's generation had old friends in the sect. This made him a disciple of Qingyun Sect with a good family background. It was a pity that both his father and grandfather failed to become inner disciples and eventually returned to their hometown.

"I don't know the name of your grandfather's old friend. Although I'm not very old, I grew up in Qingyun Sect. I can't say I know everything about Qingyun Sect in the past thirty years, but I have heard of most of the elders."

"My grandfather's old friend is called Wang Cheng, and his name is the same as the sect's deacon, Deacon Wang Cheng, who is also Senior Brother Wang's father. But there are too many people in the sect, and I don't know if it is someone with the same name." Wu Ming said the name on the letter.

Hearing Wu Ming's name, Wang Zongyuan's heart was instantly filled with shock. His first reaction was that this couldn't possibly be such a coincidence! Why would Wu Ming suddenly mention this name? Could he have an ulterior motive? However, Wang Zongyuan quickly calmed down and pondered, "If Wu Ming truly had some hidden agenda, why would he wait until now, seven or eight years after joining the Qingyun Sect, to reveal it? Perhaps it really is just a coincidence that we share the same name."

As far as he knew, there had indeed been two individuals within the sect over the years who shared his father's name. One, also an inner sect disciple, was now only in his seventies and very likely an old friend of Grandpa Wu Ming. The other, a senior who had entered the sect years earlier, had been removed from the sect many years earlier, unable to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. Common sense dictated that this individual's age should be significantly different, making him the unlikely old friend Wu Ming mentioned. This suggested a 50% chance that his father was indeed Grandpa Wu Ming's close friend. Thinking of this, Wang Zongyuan's emotions grew increasingly complex, a mixture of anticipation and doubt. He decided to wait and see how things unfolded before making a final decision.

"As far as I know, there are currently three people named Wang Cheng in the sect. One of them failed to successfully break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage more than ten years ago and eventually chose to leave the sect. This person is definitely not the grandfather you are looking for. Another one is an inner disciple in the Foundation Establishment Stage. He is now about seventy years old and is currently stationed outside. I don't know if he is the one. The last one is my father.

How about this? I'll ask my father first to see if he knows your grandfather. If he doesn't know, I'll ask someone about that senior brother stationed abroad. What do you think?"

Wu Ming had never dreamed that Wang Zongyuan would so quickly zero in on three individuals. The one who couldn't break through to the Foundation Establishment stage couldn't possibly be him. After all, according to his grandfather, this person had already broken through when he was still in the sect. That left only two suspects. Fortunately, Senior Brother Wang Zongyuan came to his aid; otherwise, if he had investigated on his own, who knows how long it would have taken to find the real culprit!

"Senior Brother Wang, my grandfather's name is Wu Tianlong." Wu Ming told Wang Zongyuan his grandfather's name.

"Wu Tianlong? Let me ask my father first to see if he recognizes him." After Wang Zongyuan finished speaking, he picked up the sound transmission talisman without hesitation and transmitted the information he wanted to ask to his father through sound transmission. During this process, his expression was a little nervous, as if he took this matter very seriously.