Chapter 163

Chapter 163: The Secret Art of the Mind, Wei Zihao’s Terrifying Intuition

“Your return is just in time. Tomorrow Zi’an will become his disciple. As the elder brother, you should help with the reception,” Wei Xinghe said.

“By the way, Dad, speaking of this, I was just about to ask you, do you really want Zi’an to become his disciple, Master Ma Gu?” Wei Zihao asked.

“Why? Is there anything wrong with that?”

“I heard that Master Ma Gu is only at the Minor Succession stage of the Bones and Muscles Realm. Isn’t that a bit inadequate for Zi’an’s teacher?”

“Your brother is only at the Beginning of the Qi and Blood Realm now. Master Ma Gu is more than capable of teaching him.” Wei Xinghe shook his head. “The most important thing is that your brother is willing to listen to his teachings. You know what Zi’an’s attitude towards martial arts was like before.”

Wei Zihao thought about it and agreed.

His brother used to be lazy about martial arts, muddling through.

Since Master Ma Gu could keep him under control, he was indeed the best teacher.

“That’s great. I originally thought that if Zi’an really wanted to learn martial arts, he could go with me to Qingyun Sword Pavilion. I just became an inner disciple not long ago, and I’m qualified to accept three sword-serving boys.”

Although they were called sword-serving boys, in fact, most inner disciples were used to train their own confidants, or to promote relatives and friends of the clan. This was already the unspoken rule.

“You became an inner disciple of Qingyun Sword Pavilion?”

Wei Xinghe was very surprised to hear this news.

Inner disciples of Qingyun Sword Pavilion must have reached the great perfection of the tendon and bone realm and passed the sect’s trials.

It was said that the inner sect trials of Qingyun Sword Pavilion were very strict.

He didn’t expect that his eldest son could actually pass it.

“To be honest, I reached the Great Perfection of Bones and Muscles six months ago, but then it took me three months of preparation to barely pass the sect’s inner sect trials.”

“Great Perfection of Bones and Muscles six months ago… I remember when I sent you to Qingyun Sword Pavilion five years ago, you were only at the Minor Perfection of Qi and Blood. In just over four years, you’ve reached the Great Perfection of Bones and Muscles. Hao’er, I was right. Your talent is truly suited to learning the sword.”

Wei Xinghe was extremely satisfied.

Qingyun Sword Pavilion was one of the most powerful sects in Jeju, and the benefits of Wei Zihao becoming an inner sect disciple were self-evident.

“I was a little proud of myself, but compared to that young master Lu you mentioned, this achievement pales in comparison.”

“Don’t compare yourself to young master Lu. Their master and disciple are both extraordinary people, naturally not comparable to ordinary people like us. But the path of martial arts requires steady progress and a solid foundation. As long as you take one step at a time and don’t rush, there’s always the opportunity to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, achieve Grandmaster status, and enter the realm of the Innate Realm,”

Wei Xinghe said sternly.

“Yes, my son will remember your father’s teachings,” Wei Zihao replied solemnly.

In the evening, Wei Zihao and Wei Zian went to the Youzhu Courtyard to pay a visit to Lu Qing.

“Young Doctor Lu!”

Upon arriving at the courtyard, Wei Zian rushed in.

“Young Master, how come you have time to come to my place?”

Lu Qing, who was reading in the courtyard, was a little surprised.

Wasn’t this kid going to become my disciple tomorrow? How could he still have time to run around?

As for Xiaoyan and Xiaoli,

Madam Wei was particularly fond of Xiaoyan. After learning that she was learning calligraphy, she offered to help Lu Qing teach her.

So lately, the two little ones have been studying there most of the time, usually only returning at night.

“My eldest brother is back and he said he wanted to meet you, so I brought him here,” Wei Zian said happily.

“Your eldest brother?”

Lu Qing looked behind him.

He saw a tall, gentle-looking young man staring at him in a daze.

Wei Zihao was shocked.

Before meeting Lu Qing, he had always imagined him to be a young man around his age.

After all, although my father mentioned this young man many times, he did not mention his specific age.

Yet, he had never imagined Lu Qing to be so young. He looked about the same age as Zi’an, only a few years younger.

The thought of this young man, at the Bone and Muscle Realm, publicly defeating a martial arts master at the Perfect Internal Organs level,

made Wei Zihao’s heart tremble.

He finally understood why his father had repeatedly told him not to compare himself with this young Master Lu.

Who could possibly rival such a monstrous talent?

“Young Master?”

Lu Qing called out, seeing Wei Zihao staring blankly at him without saying a word.

Wei Zihao, waking from a dream, quickly bowed. “Greetings, Young Master Lu. I am Wei Zihao, Zi’an’s older brother. Thank you for your brave action that day, not only saving my mother and brother, but also rescuing our Wei family from peril.”

With that, Wei Zihao bowed deeply to Lu Qing.

“Young Master, there’s no need to be so polite. I was simply acting according to my conscience,” Lu Qing said with a smile.

“Young Master Lu, you’re joking. Your great kindness to our Wei family will be forever remembered by everyone in our family.”

Wei Zihao felt a sense of relief. This Young Master Lu was indeed as his father had described him: gentle and kind, not at all overbearing.

Seeing Lu Qing lingering in the bamboo courtyard with a book in hand, Wei Zihao tactfully took his brother’s leave.

After leaving the courtyard, he breathed a sigh of relief, a sense of relief.

“Brother, what’s wrong with you?”

Wei Zian, observing him in this state, was somewhat baffled.

“This Young Master Lu is truly extraordinary. He must be putting a tremendous amount of pressure on me,”

Wei Zihao said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“Really? I thought Young Doctor Lu was very easy to get along with.” Wei Zian looked bewildered.

“That’s just because your cultivation is too low. You can’t perceive his terrifying qualities.”

Wei Zihao still felt a lingering fear.

Although Lu Qing had carefully restrained his aura, not letting it out at all, he looked like an ordinary teenager.

He also couldn’t discern the exact level of Lu Qing’s cultivation.

However, the secret techniques of the sect he had practiced told him that Lu Qing was extremely dangerous. He

felt a powerful, suffocating feeling, one that could take his life in an instant, a feeling that no matter how hard he struggled, he would be unable to escape.

Even facing the sect’s elders, who possessed perfect internal organs, he had never felt such a sense of danger.

At this moment, Wei Zihao finally believed that his father’s words were not an exaggeration.

On the contrary, they might even be an understatement.

This young Master Lu probably possessed more than just the strength to defeat a martial arts master.

His true power was beyond everyone’s imagination.

Wei Zihao had unwavering faith in his intuition.

It was precisely this instinct that had enabled him to repeatedly escape danger in a sect as fiercely competitive as Qingyun Sword Pavilion over the years, successfully securing his place as an inner disciple.

“This young Master Lu is someone you absolutely cannot provoke!”

Wei Zihao made his decision instantly.

In the courtyard, Lu Qing continued reading. He sensed the departure of the Wei brothers and smiled, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

“Qingyun Sword Pavilion, the Secret Art of the Heart?”

“It seems this eldest son of the Wei family is quite something.”

(End of Chapter)