Mythical Cultivation

"Junior Brother Wu, since you already call my father grandpa, shouldn't I change my name too?" At this moment, Wang Zongyuan, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, and his words broke the warm atmosphere between the two.

"this......."

Looking at Wang Zongyuan's youthful face, Wu Mingzhen couldn't say anything and turned his gaze to Wang Cheng.

"Let's talk about our own affairs. You should just address each other as brothers. You little brat, you are many years older than others, yet you still want to be their elder." Wang Cheng scolded Wang Zongyuan.

Wang Zongyuan also looked depressed. He had only said it casually and had not really intended for Wu Ming to call him uncle. But he did not expect his father to react so strongly. It seemed that he had forgotten his son because he had a grandson.

"Father, Junior Brother Wu angered Liu Qingquan for some reason some time ago, and was even framed and taken to the Law Enforcement Hall. Fortunately, he escaped unharmed in the end." Wang Zongyuan confessed the whole matter, trying to change the subject.

"I really have to thank Senior Brother Wang for this matter. If it weren't for Senior Brother Wang's help, I'm afraid I don't know where I would be now." Wu Ming responded.

"Liu Qingquan? Isn't he an inner sect disciple? How could he disregard his own status and embarrass an outer sect disciple like you? This sect is truly becoming increasingly corrupt! But, brat, you did something that made me happy this time." Upon hearing that Wu Ming had been targeted, and that the perpetrator was an inner sect disciple, Wang Cheng couldn't help but feel worried. However, upon learning that Wang Zongyuan had rescued Wu Ming, he felt relieved.

"It may have something to do with me. Liu Qingquan is Xiao Changqing's man and he always opposes me. Therefore, his brother dealt with Wu Ming in the outer sect, and then involved him. But this time he lost more than he gained, and even sacrificed his brother." Wang Zongyuan said happily.

"Next time you encounter something like this, just tell me or Wang Zongyuan directly. I won't let anyone bully you again. But don't use my name to do evil, or I will show no mercy."

"Grandpa Wang, don't worry. I, Wu Ming, am not that kind of person. If one day I do something that is against the will of heaven, you can just take action against me. I will never complain." Wu Ming knew that Wang Cheng was warning him, fearing that he would go astray.

"This is my communication talisman. If you encounter any difficulties, just come to me. You can also tell me if there is anything you lack in your cultivation. I can still help you." Wang Cheng looked at Wu Ming kindly and handed him his communication talisman as he spoke.

Wu Ming respectfully accepted the communication talisman and said confidently, "Grandpa Wang, you are truly too kind to me! I am doing OK in other aspects of my cultivation now. The only thing I lack is time! If you give me a few more years, I will definitely be able to successfully establish my foundation."

Hearing Wu Ming's ambitious words, Wang Cheng couldn't help but smile in appreciation. He gently stroked his beard and replied with a smile, "Well, well, well, you're indeed Brother Wu's grandson. You're really ambitious!"

Afterwards, the three of them continued chatting for a while, laughing and talking. Finally, Wu Ming said goodbye to Wang Zongyuan and Wang Cheng and left Wang Zongyuan's cave.

As Wu Ming stepped out of the cave, sunlight bathed him in a golden glow. He looked up at the sky, his heart filled with hope and confidence for the future. He knew that while the road ahead was long, as long as he persevered in his cultivation, he would one day achieve his goal. The communication talisman became a bond between him and Wang Cheng, providing him with an added layer of assurance on his path of cultivation.

After Wu Ming left, Wang Zongyuan asked, "Father, how did you and Wu Ming's grandfather form such a deep friendship? Why haven't I heard you talk about it?"

"This matter is really hard to explain in a few words! Back then, when Wu Ming's grandfather and I entered the mountain sect as disciples, his grandfather's talent was in the upper-middle level among the brothers who entered at the same time. If nothing unexpected happened, Brother Wu would definitely be able to successfully establish his foundation. And I? I get along very well with his grandfather and our personalities are compatible, so it's natural for us to become good friends. On weekdays, we always practice together and complete our tasks. If things continue normally, we both have the opportunity to successfully establish our foundation and enter the inner sect for cultivation.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. During one of our missions, we encountered an extremely powerful late-stage Qi Refining demon beast. Our current cultivation level was no match for it, but to protect me, Brother Wu resolutely unleashed a secret technique. While he successfully forced the beast back, he also sustained severe injuries, damaging his very foundation.

From then on, his progress in cultivation slowed down, and ultimately, at the end of twenty years, he still hadn't successfully established his foundation, and was forced to leave the sect in disgrace. Because I had successfully established my foundation, I was able to continue my cultivation within the sect. After that, I completely lost contact with him and never heard from him again. Later, I tried to find him, hoping to learn his whereabouts, but despite my efforts, I still found nothing.

I knew full well that he avoided me because he worried that my efforts to help him build his foundation would hinder his own progress. Time flies! Over fifty years have already passed in the blink of an eye. I once thought I might never hear from him again, but fate, as miraculous as it is, has allowed me to learn about his recent situation today and even meet his grandson. Perhaps this is God's blessing on me.

After I finish what I'm doing, I plan to visit Brother Wu in person. He should be over ninety years old now. If he still hasn't successfully established his foundation, I'm afraid his life is coming to an end. I sincerely hope to see him again. After all, if he hadn't saved me back then, he might have completed his foundation long ago. It's all my fault!

Wang Cheng said with a face full of guilt, "Alas! I have buried this matter deep in my heart all these years, but every time I recall the past, I always feel immense pain and self-blame. This matter has almost become a demon in my heart, and I can't let it go..."

"Father, please don't blame yourself too much." Wang Zongyuan comforted Wang Cheng.

"You didn't do anything wrong. None of this is your fault. I'm sure Wu Ming's grandfather wouldn't want to see you wallowing in self-blame. In fact, you both know each other's feelings, but neither of you wants to implicate the other. That's why we're in this situation now."