The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

As he was thinking this, the opportunity came.

Chu Xingyun arrived here wanting to select two disciples to help in his medicinal herb field, and the sect leader agreed.

Physician Chu is the most skilled physician in the Tiangang Sect. He has a somewhat eccentric temperament, but his medical skills are superb, and he has saved many lives. He is highly respected in the sect.

Even the leader of the Tiangang Sect had to give him some face. It was just two disciples; they had plenty of options, so he was allowed to choose for himself.

"Doctor Chu, your health isn't good, you really should find a couple of disciples to help you out. Take whichever one you fancy with you!"

The newly initiated disciples looked bewildered, some even grim, clearly not wanting to be chosen. Only Ye Qingyang was overjoyed; it was exactly what he wanted, a perfect opportunity to be chosen.

Having traveled the martial arts world for many years, how could Physician Chu not be able to read people's expressions? Seeing that Ye Qingyang's expression was different from the other disciples, he pointed at him and asked.

"What's your name? Would you be willing to become my personal disciple?"

Although Ye Qingyang was overjoyed, he didn't show it much on his face and answered in a proper manner.

"My name is Ye Qingyang. I often study medical books at home and collect herbs in the mountains. I also understand all the knowledge of pharmacology. I am willing to become a disciple of Physician Chu."

Dr. Chu nodded in satisfaction and then selected another young man who looked somewhat honest and simple as his disciple.

Ye Qingyang, in the Realm of the Azure Sky, continued, "And so, I became Chu Xingyun's disciple, spent the most carefree four years of my life, and also made two close friends."

"We played around and kept each other company. I read books, Han Feiyu practiced swordsmanship, and Wu Penghui practiced boxing. We spent three dreamlike years like this, and then everything changed!"

"I was so stupid. I thought that just because I had two or three close friends, I was good. I never imagined that the person who would harm me would be my most respected mentor, Chu Xingyun."

The recollection continues...

"Master!"

"Master!"

Ye Qingyang and Wu Penghui bowed to Chu Xingyun together.

Chu Xingyun nodded and beckoned the two of them closer.

"Come here! I need to check how your training is going."

Chu Xingyun took their pulses one by one to check their condition.

Then, looking at Wu Penghui with disappointment, he shook his head.

Wu Penghui was too ashamed to look at his master. He knew he was useless, but he had really tried his best, yet he couldn't feel anything from it.

"Sigh! Penghui! It's been almost two years, and you still haven't felt anything? Your skills haven't improved at all!"

Wu Penghui lowered his head and cautiously said, "Master, please don't send me away! I have great strength, I can help you with chores, gather herbs, and manage the herb fields so that Qingyang can practice his skills properly."

After thinking for a moment, Dr. Chu nodded and said, "Alright!"

Then he turned to Ye Qingyang and said, "Qingyang, stretch out your hand and let your master see if your skills have improved?"

Ye Qingyang slowly extended his right hand, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Practice the exercises as I instructed."

"Yes!"

Ye Qingyang closed his eyes and began to circulate his internal energy. Chu Xingyun also closed his eyes and focused intently on sensing the energy.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he grabbed Ye Qingyang's right hand tightly. Ye Qingyang felt the pain in his wrist, opened his eyes, and looked at Chu Xingyun with some panic.

But Chu Xingyun seemed oblivious, completely engulfed in ecstasy, unable to control his expression.

"Great! Great! I've finally found someone! I've finally found someone with spiritual roots! Hahaha, I can finally embark on the path to immortality!"

Chu Xingyun was lost in thought when a voice suddenly interrupted him.

"Master, Master! What's wrong?"

Realizing his lapse in composure, Chu Xingyun coughed once to acknowledge his embarrassment, and then began to explain.

"Very good, Qingyang, you have already mastered the first level of the Wuji Gong. I am very happy for you!"

"Oh!"

Ye Qingyang slowly responded, feeling frightened by his master's deep affection.

At this moment, the doubts in his heart continued to grow. He had always wondered why Chu Xingyun wanted him and Wu Penghui to cultivate the Wuji Gong.

"Qingyang, you have now mastered the first level of the Wuji Gong. You need more medicinal herbs to assist your cultivation. I will personally go there in a couple of days."

"Alright, you can all go and cultivate now!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two responded and turned to leave.