Chapter 1770: Damn, Shameless!

Chapter 1770 -1767: Damn, Shameless!

“Disciple Yang Fei, pays respect to Master, Sect Leader Uncle, and several Martial Uncles.”

Yang Fei walked out of the secret chamber and immediately saluted the elders.

He genuinely intended to bow, but how could these powerful figures truly let him kneel? Several intangible forces held his body, causing him to briefly feel immobilized.

“No need for formalities.”

Zhantai Chunqiu was the first to speak.

All five gazes fell on Yang Fei.

Yang Fei felt like a naked child under the scrutiny of these masters, utterly exposed and deeply embarrassed.

Masters of the Divinity Transformation Realm were indeed terrifying.

Though he had achieved the Nascent Soul Stage, in their presence, he was still easily seen through with a glance.

The gap was immense.

“Haha, not bad, not bad, you just broke through to the early stage of Nascent Soul, and your realm is already so stable, truly rare,” Wan Daorong said with a proud expression, looking at Yang Fei with a hint of doting affection.

Fortunately, he acted quickly; if such a good seedling had been taken by someone else, it would have been a great regret.

The eyes of Zhantai Chunqiu, Guanglingzi, Xiao Shuhui, and Cao Zhengyang carried a flicker of envy.

Just as Wan Daorong thought, they all wanted to take a disciple like Yang Fei.

Such an extraordinary talent was snatched by Wan Daorong, truly frustrating!

“Yang Fei, how old are you this year?” Guanglingzi suddenly inquired.

Yang Fei pondered slightly and said, “Does the disciple know how long it took to form the Nascent Soul this time?”

“Three years, seven months, and three days,” Wan Daorong replied.

Yang Fei was stunned, surprised: “Was it that long?”

Wan Daorong nodded.

Yang Fei took a deep breath.

Although he felt the time taken for Nascent Soul formation was considerable, he hadn’t expected it to be so lengthy.

“In response to Martial Uncle Guang’s inquiry, because there’s a threefold time difference between Earth and the Southern Domain World, the disciple does not know exactly how old I am now. If completely calculated according to the time passed on Earth, the disciple would be turning seventy this year,” Yang Fei explained.

The elders had some estimation of Yang Fei’s age, knowing he was not old, but hearing him say this, they were still secretly shocked.

He is too young.

Seventy years to prove the Nascent Soul Realm, let alone becoming a Core Formation Cultivator, makes one a top-tier genius cultivator even within the current Five Immortal Domains.

Moreover, the seventy years Yang Fei mentioned is unlikely his true age.

This youngster had been in the Southern Domain for almost ten years, which translated to Earth’s time, is thirty years.

Thus, the actual total time Yang Fei spent cultivating is far less than seventy years.

It is truly terrifying upon reflection!

Although during their youth, the five present were geniuses of their era, even the most excellent, Zhantai Chunqiu, reached Core Formation at ninety-eight and Nascent Soul Formation at one hundred eighty-three.

Wan Daorong successfully formed the Nascent Soul at two hundred and seven.

The other three attempted the Nascent Soul Formation between two hundred fifty and over three hundred years old.

Even so, within the Cultivation World, they were truly proud sons of heaven, among the first ranks of cultivators of their generation.

But now, this young Yang Fei achieves Nascent Soul Formation under a century old.

Could this boy truly be the Child of Fortune descended by the Heavenly Dao?

Given his cultivation talent, combined with his age, reaching Harmonization seems to be a breeze in the future.

Could he really aim for the higher Transcendence Tribulation Stage?

Even prove the Immortal rank, mastering a level unseen in the Cultivation World for countless millennia?

“Brother, have you succeeded in forming the Nascent Soul? Hahaha, this is fantastic, truly fantastic!”

A delighted call echoed from the distant void.

Yang Fei recognized the voice of Yang Hao, feeling warm in the heart.

His Divine Sense swept out, discovering Yang Hao and Yang Dong’s figures in the distant void.

Over more than three years, the two, father and son, had reached the Qi Refining Eighth and Seventh Stages, respectively.

Upon seeing them, Yang Fei’s expression suddenly changed as he remembered his second aunt; he immediately said to the elders, “Master, Sect Leader Uncle, Martial Uncles, I have something important that needs confirmation, I must take my leave first.”

Wan Daorong smiled upon hearing this and said, “You must be concerned about your second aunt and younger siblings?”

Yang Fei hurriedly replied, “Master, your insight is indeed unmatched, nothing escapes your elderly wisdom.”

Wan Daorong said, “They are all well, you need not worry.”

Yang Fei’s apprehensive heart immediately settled.

During his seclusion, he was unaware of external matters, but Wan Daorong was by his side, serving as his protector.

However, he trusted that Wan Daorong would never deceive him.

Considering Wan Daorong’s cultivation realm, not to mention the small area of Tian Nan Peak, inside the entire Shang Qing Sect, if anything happened, if he wished to investigate, very little could escape his attention.

His second aunt and Huang Qiaoqiao resided nearby at Piaomiao Stream, both being ordinary, Wan Daorong with a thought could clearly observe everything there with his Divine Sense.

“Master, Sect Leader Uncle, Martial Uncles, do you have anything to discuss with this disciple?” Yang Fei asked, seeing they had not dispersed.

Wan Daorong shook his head and said, “No, just that you, being so young and achieving Nascent Soul Formation, everyone is happy for you.”

“Indeed, a Nascent Soul Cultivator at such a young age is unique even across the Five Immortal Domains.”

“The Yan Family genius in the Central Star Domain also achieved Nascent Soul Formation at one hundred and one. Nephew, you’ve broken that genius’s record.”

“Impressive.”

Yang Fei, almost floating from the compliments, quickly restrained himself and said, “Thank you for your elder’s praise, but this disciple’s cultivation is still shallow and requires further effort.”

Zhantai Chunqiu, satisfied, said, “For you to think so is best. Though reaching Nascent Soul makes one a master, in this vast Cultivation World, talent and heroes are as numerous as carp crossing a river, with many masters in the Divinity Transformation Realm. So, what significance is the mere early stage Nascent Soul? Never be arrogant, nor complacent, keeping a vigilant and reverent heart, steady your cultivation step by step, only reaching the heights and laughing last is true success.”

“Thank you, Sect Leader Uncle, for the guidance, this disciple will remember it well,” Yang Fei humbly accepted at once.

Wan Daorong kindly gazed at him and said, “The days are long ahead. With your achievements today, and the future cultivation path guarded by Master and the elders, naturally, you will tread higher and farther. In essence, remember one thing: prioritize your life in all matters, so long as you live, you can hope for everything else.”

“Yes, the disciple understands.”

“Nephew Yang Fei has advanced to Nascent Soul Cultivator, congratulations! As your Martial Uncle, I have nothing much, but here are two Divine Talismans, just right for you now, as your congratulatory gift,” Cao Zhengyang cheerfully handed Yang Fei two talismans.

Yang Fei glanced over and sensed the extraordinary nature of these talismans.

They were authentic Divine Talismans.

Guanglingzi, Xiao Shuhui, and Zhantai Chunqiu couldn’t help but twitch the corners of their mouths slightly.

What audacity!

Does any elder try to flatter and fawn over a junior like this?

“Ahem, Nephew Yang Fei, your Uncle has a Yin Yang Umbrella, which I can no longer use. Since you’ve advanced to Nascent Soul Cultivator, you can barely use this Magic Treasure. Take it as a companion,” Zhantai Chunqiu handed Yang Fei a small black-and-white umbrella.