Chapter 123: Ye Beixuan: In This Life, I Will Stand at the Pinnacle of the World

Chapter 123: Ye Beixuan: In This Life, I Will Stand at the Pinnacle of the World “When you go to ask Master for a cultivation method, you’ll understand just how powerful he truly is.” Cao Youqian said this with a cheerful smile. The others beside him nodded in agreement. Hearing this, the gloom in Ye Beixuan’s heart instantly vanished. ‘Meeting Master is the greatest opportunity of my rebirth. I must follow him to walk the path of invincibility!’ He began to ponder what kind of cultivation method he should ask for. In his past life, he had been a Great Sage—this life, he should be no less than a Grand Saint. The cultivation method he sought must begin at the Saint Grade and end at the Divine Rank. With this in mind, Ye Beixuan grew increasingly expectant, wondering what kind of technique his master would grant him. Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Early that morning, Ye Beixuan rose and prepared to go to the First Courtyard to request his technique. As soon as he stepped out, he encountered Cao Youqian. “Second Senior Brother, good morning.” “Good morning, Fifth Junior Brother.” Seeing the spirited Ye Beixuan, Cao Youqian casually asked, “Junior Brother, are you heading to Master for a cultivation method?” Ye Beixuan nodded slightly. “That's right.” Cao Youqian laughed. “Then come with us to the back mountain for a bit. Master isn’t up yet. At the earliest, he gets up around mid-morning.” Ye Beixuan asked with some confusion, “There's a saying—‘The morning sets the tone for the day.’ Why does Master sleep until mid-morning?” Cao Youqian shrugged. “Master says, early mornings and late nights are when trouble’s most likely to find you. Teaching at noon is the safest.” Ye Beixuan: “...” By noon, the group arrived at the First Courtyard. After lunch, Chu Feng was the first to speak. “You two, have you decided what kind of technique you want to learn?” Ye Beixuan stood up and answered respectfully, “Master, I wish to cultivate a method that builds a solid foundation and becomes stronger the further I go.” “I understand. In three days, I’ll give you the method,” Chu Feng replied, turning his gaze to Xu Caichen. Xu Caichen stood up and asked, “Master, is there a technique suited for scholars like me?” “What others don’t have, your master does. Three days from now at noon, I’ll give it to you,” Chu Feng said with a smile. The others were unsurprised—after all, they had gone through the same thing. Elder Bing, however, was curious as to what kind of method Chu Feng would craft for Xu Caichen. The Miscellaneous Dao Academy had once produced a Confucian Sage, but that Sage had first cultivated conventional techniques and only after reaching the Nirvana Realm did he comprehend the path of Confucian cultivation. After giving brief instructions to the two disciples, Chu Feng headed for the academy’s library. Although he had many techniques stored in his mind, he still needed to align them with this world’s Dao rules. With the foundation laid by Little Fatty’s cultivation method, things were smooth this time around. After reading all night and working two more nights nonstop, Chu Feng finally completed techniques tailored for both of them. Phew... After finishing the one for Xu Caichen, Chu Feng let out a long breath and stretched, only to see Elder Bing staring at him like she was looking at a monster. “Elder Bing, you haven’t slept yet?” “N-No, I saw that Sir was fully absorbed in creating the technique, so I didn’t want to disturb you. I just waited here for you to finish...” Only now did Elder Bing truly understand what it meant to be a peerless sage-teacher. Mr. Chu’s ability to create cultivation methods was simply terrifying. He had only stayed in the library for one night, yet he could craft techniques tailor-made for two different individuals. “This water’s too cold. Bring me another basin.” Chu Feng glanced at the basin of water and spoke instinctively. “O-Okay.” Elder Bing reflexively took the basin away and returned shortly after—carrying a steaming bowl of hot water. Chu Feng soaked his feet in the steaming hot water, reclining comfortably in his chair. A satisfied expression soon surfaced on his face as he muttered, “This feels great... if only someone could give me a shoulder massage.” The moment the words left his mouth, he felt a cool breeze behind him. A pair of hands pressed gently onto his shoulders. “Like this, sir? I've never massaged someone before,” Elder Bing said softly. Chu Feng: “Yes, just like that. A little harder... lower... more to the left. Yes, that’s the spot...” — The next day, after finishing their cultivation, Xiao Chen and the others gathered early at the First Courtyard. Xiao Chen, Cao Youqian, Qin Qin, and Little Fatty were eager, hoping their master would bring out something interesting—some cultivation method to broaden their horizons. Ye Beixuan and Xu Caichen, meanwhile, were both nervous and excited. Excited because they were about to receive their master’s true legacy. Nervous because they feared they might be too slow to comprehend what he gave them. Creak— Chu Feng pushed open the door and walked out. Seeing that everyone had already gathered, the corners of his lips lifted slightly. “So impatient, aren’t you?” Cao Youqian chuckled, “Hehe, Master, we just wanted to see something amazing!” “You rascal, always the first one to join the crowd.” Chu Feng teased, then casually took out two scrolls from his storage pouch. With a wave of his hand, they floated to Ye Beixuan and Xu Caichen. “Thank you for the technique, Master!” The two of them bowed in unison. Chu Feng said plainly, “Take a look first. If anything confuses you, ask me.” “Yes, Master!” Hands trembling, Ye Beixuan slowly opened his scroll. The first line that met his eyes was written in bold and striking characters: ‘At the dawn of the Primal Chaos, before Heaven and Earth opened—there were no sun or moon, no stars, no living beings, no beginning, and no end...’ He furrowed his brows at first but kept reading. Soon, his expression shifted from confusion to utter shock. The Hongmeng Creation Art was a foundational technique—a true path opener. With it, he could leave the mountain today and start a sect of his own. Given time, that sect could very well rise to become a holy land. Unlike other techniques, this one didn’t require talent, comprehension, or spiritual roots. But that didn’t mean it was easy to cultivate. The term Hongmeng referred to the state of the world before chaos had been split—when all existence was undivided. To cultivate the Hongmeng Creation Art, one had to refine a wisp of Hongmeng Qi within their own body. And to do that, one had to repeatedly temper and compress their spiritual energy. Only after enduring endless refinement could a single wisp of Hongmeng Qi be born. “Hisss...” Ye Beixuan drew in a sharp breath. “Master’s technique truly is extraordinary. Without great willpower, one cannot cultivate this method.” Chu Feng smiled. “Willpower alone won’t cut it. I tailored this method for you specifically. The most important reason is because your divine soul is stronger than ordinary cultivators. Your sensitivity to spiritual energy, natural phenomena, and the Dao itself far exceeds most in the Dao Foundation Realm. While some may never form even a single strand of Hongmeng Qi in their entire lives, I believe you can succeed within three years. But remember—before you’ve formed that strand, do not break into the True Fate Realm. If you do, all your previous effort will be wasted.” “I will remember Master’s teachings!” Ye Beixuan bowed deeply. In his heart, he vowed: ‘In this life, with the Hongmeng Creation Art in my hands— I, Ye Beixuan, will rise to the very peak of this world!’ ==================================================================================== Get access to 20 chapters in advance and enjoy 2 daily updates by supporting the series. Available on Patreon: /Alex_Cruise or Ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/anish_44