Chapter 16: Scripture Pavilion
“Master, there’s one more thing for you.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist looked over curiously, only to see Ning Qi handing over a prescription.
Improved Body Tempering Powder.
“As your disciple, in my spare time, I felt that the original Body Tempering Powder’s effects still had room for improvement, so I made some minor changes. The effect is now more than twice as good as before.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist was stunned, then overjoyed.
He did not doubt Ning Qi’s words.
With the True Martial Stance as precedent, Dragon Mountain Daoist accepted it quickly.
The True Martial Stance was already an immense surprise, and this Improved Body Tempering Powder could visibly benefit the True Martial Sect, allowing True Martial Disciples to grow even faster. This was a peerless treasure for thickening the sect’s foundation!
Dragon Mountain Daoist looked at Ning Qi with eyes full of gratification.
At this moment.
He sincerely felt.
Bringing Ning Qi up True Martial Mountain all those years ago might have been the wisest decision of his life.
With such a disciple, what more could he ask for?
“Little Nine, whatever you need, just tell your master. Since you are now a True Martial Protector of the Way, from now on, you can freely use any resources of the True Martial Sect.”
Dragon Mountain Daoist said solemnly.
The True Martial Protector of the Way hid in the shadows and was the True Martial Sect’s absolute trump card, with naturally excellent treatment.
Not to mention Ning Qi’s contributions to the True Martial Sect.
At this point, Dragon Mountain Daoist had completely abandoned his previous thoughts. When he had just come out of seclusion, he had been thinking of planning a Martial Saint path for Ning Qi to avoid wasting his talent, but after seeing Ning Qi’s prodigy-level talent, he changed his mind.
For such a genius, the best way to teach was to provide ample resources and let him grow freely.
No need to interfere in other areas.
Otherwise, if he led him astray, Dragon Mountain Daoist would never forgive himself.
Ning Qi felt a slight agitation in his heart. He hadn’t expected such benefits after becoming a Protector of the Way.
What did he yearn for most?
That had to be the True Martial Sect’s Scripture Depository.
It not only contained all sorts of martial arts secret manuals, but also numerous Daoist Scriptures, Feng Shui texts, medical books, and more.
In the past, even though Dragon Mountain Daoist doted on him greatly, he could only access a portion of them. After all, without rules, nothing can be squared; even the many True Disciples in the sect had better treatment, but it still required contributions. One couldn’t take freely, or over time, the sect would inevitably decline or even perish.
“Master, may I live in the Scripture Depository from now on?” Ning Qi asked expectantly.
Borrowing books each time wasted time; better to move there directly.
Although the True Dragon Stance could already be called a peerless stance technique, Ning Qi was still not satisfied. With the Scripture Depository’s many martial arts as foundation, perhaps he could create an even more powerful stance technique.
If he could turn this entire Scripture Depository into his own foundation, Ning Qi’s path of growth would surely be even smoother.
Max Level Comprehension was certainly powerful, but it still required constant accumulation.
Dragon Mountain Daoist was slightly stunned, not expecting Ning Qi to propose such a condition.
He thought for a moment and said:
“Living in the Scripture Depository would be inconvenient, and you wouldn’t have room to practice martial arts freely. How about this: your master will have someone build you a new residence near the Scripture Depository. It will be secluded with no one to disturb you. On normal days, if you want to read, just go directly to the Scripture Depository; if you want to practice martial arts, do it at your own residence.”
Ning Qi was overjoyed; this was naturally even better.
“Thank you, Master!”
“However, the Scripture Depository’s classics are vast; you must not get lost in them and must grasp the proper measure.”
A smile appeared on Dragon Mountain Daoist’s lips.
“No other requests?”
“Not for now.”
“Then mention them later when you think of them.”
He gestured for Ning Qi to sit.
“You came today, so let me tell you about the martial way checkpoints. These are some insights from your master’s many years of experience.”
“The Eight Body Tempering Realms: skin, flesh, tendons, bones are the outer four realms; organs, marrow, blood, spirit are the inner four realms. When inner and outer unite, it is perfection…”
“Among the outer four realms, Bone Refining is the most important; it is the bridge connecting inner and outer…”
“Among the inner four realms, Spirit Refining is the most dangerous and requires the most patience…”
Dragon Mountain Daoist spoke eloquently.
He only shared experience, nothing else; how much Ning Qi could use depended on him.
Ning Qi listened enraptured.
This was unreserved imparting, and for him, this martial way experience was exactly what he needed most, allowing him to avoid detours.
At this time, sparks of spiritual insight were emerging in Ning Qi’s mind one after another. He immediately felt that the True Martial Stance he had created earlier had a few imperfections.
The afterglow of the setting sun slanted down as master and disciple discussed the Dao face to face.
Like a scroll painting.
…
Time passed leisurely.
Ning Qi had now reached major accomplishment in Muscle Refining Realm. With a flick of one arm, he had eight hundred jin of strength. For a three-year-old child, this was indeed exaggerated, but thinking about it, it was normal. The Muscle Refining Realm was inherently for increasing strength, and with Ning Qi’s peerless foundation forged by the True Martial Stance, it was even more exaggerated.
And today.
Ning Qi was packing his things.
The residence at the Scripture Depository was finally ready.
Third Senior Sister Ye Qinghe, Fourth Senior Brother He Yan, and Fifth Senior Brother Jiang Baishan all came to help.
“Tsk tsk tsk, Little Nine, be honest, are you Master’s illegitimate son!”
Ye Qinghe packed things while unable to resist pinching Ning Qi’s cheeks.
Ning Qi rolled his eyes and pushed her hand away.
“Third Senior Sister, if you dare, go say it to Master’s face.”
He Yan and Jiang Baishan exchanged a glance and both smiled wryly.
If it were them, they wouldn’t dare say such words.
As the only female disciple among the nine True Disciples, Dragon Mountain Daoist doted on Ye Qinghe immensely too, but privately complaining was one thing; daring to say it to his face would still mean copying scriptures and standing punishment.
She shrugged her nose and voiced what He Yan and Jiang Baishan were thinking.
“Hmph hmph, why else would Master Old Senior allow only you to live over by the Scripture Depository and instruct us not to disturb your martial arts practice?”
The three were a bit jealous.
They felt their master was a bit biased, but mostly they wanted to tease Ning Qi.
Ning Qi’s eyes turned as he smiled:
“You really want to know?”
Three pairs of eyes looked over in unison.
“Because I’m an absolute genius!”
Ning Qi shouldered the bundle and left the three with a proud dragon’s back view.
Ye Qinghe and the others were dumbfounded, a bit itchy with annoyance, then exchanged smiles:
“Smug Little Nine.”
Although they were a bit jealous, they didn’t feel imbalanced. Ning Qi’s talent was obvious to all, and the many True Disciples had subtly begun treating Ning Qi as the True Martial Sect’s future. Besides, they had watched Ning Qi grow up day by day and treated him like a little brother.
Soon.
The four arrived at Ning Qi’s new residence.
Ye Qinghe and the others couldn’t help another round of teasing and instructions before leaving.
“Little Nine, cultivate well on your own. Come find us anytime if you need anything.”
Ning Qi saw them off, then surveyed his new home, joy in his heart.
The courtyard was spacious and secluded, located behind the Scripture Depository, so no one would come to disturb him usually.
He looked toward the distant Scripture Depository, excitement gradually surging in his eyes.
To him, that was the foundation of longevity.
