Chapter 194 The Sect Manifests Its Holiness
To tell the story from another perspective.
Wang Shouzhi did not know how long he had been flying. It wasn't until the familiar silhouette of mountains appeared before him that he suddenly awoke—he had unknowingly returned to his own sect, the Gale Pavilion!
A sliver of security grew from the bottom of his heart. He forcefully suppressed the tearing pain in his heart and the fear of being hunted, took a deep breath, and straightened his robes to make himself look less disheveled.
"Right... I am now a great cultivator of the Return to Origin Realm. Don't be afraid... don't be afraid..." he kept muttering to himself in a low voice.
The lotus mark on his left shoulder began to throb faintly again. He only felt his mind become clear, and his expression gradually calmed down.
His eyes were like a lake of ice water.
At the mountain gate of the Gale Pavilion, two gatekeeping disciples were leaning idly against stone pillars, blades of grass in their mouths, chatting sporadically.
"Hey, do you think that kid Wang Shouzhi hasn't been back for a few days now?" one of the tall, thin disciples sneered, "I don't think I've seen him around these past few days."
"It'd be better if he was dead," the other short, fat disciple said with a pout, "Saves us from having to see him pretending to be a good guy in the sect all day, it's annoying to look at."
The tall, thin disciple chuckled wickedly: "Isn't that the truth? Last time I deliberately knocked over an errand disciple's meal, and that guy actually came over to lecture me? He finally cultivated to the Profound Connection Realm, not even in the inner sect yet, and he really thinks he's somebody."
"Just a goody-two-shoes!" the short, fat disciple mocked, "As if he's the only good person in our sect."
The more they talked, the more excited they became, their words filled with disgust for Wang Shouzhi.
"If you ask me, someone like him deserves to be screwed over," the tall, thin disciple said with a cold smile, "Last time, Senior Brother Zhao deliberately sent him to pick 'Venom Heart Grass,' and he actually went! The result was he was poisoned half to death, hahaha!"
"And he still pretends to be a good guy?" The short, fat disciple shook his head, "In my opinion, he's just an idiot!"
Just as the two were laughing heartily, suddenly—
"Boom!"
A figure descended from the sky, landing heavily in front of the mountain gate, shaking the ground slightly!
The two disciples' laughter stopped abruptly. They looked up and their faces instantly turned pale—
The two disciples were greatly alarmed. They looked up and saw Wang Shouzhi standing with his hands behind his back, spiritual power surging around him, his robes fluttering without wind, and a pressure far exceeding the Profound Connection Realm suddenly erupting!
"W-Wang Senior Brother?!" one of the disciples stammered.
Wang Shouzhi gave them a cold glance and said flatly, "What, don't you recognize me?"
"W-Wang Senior Brother, hello!" The two disciples' faces instantly turned deathly pale. They quickly bowed in salute, cold sweat pouring from their foreheads.
Wang Shouzhi snorted coldly and strode through the mountain gate, leaving the two looking at each other, their hearts filled with shock—
How did this guy suddenly get so strong?!
And... so cold!
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On the martial arts field of the Gale Pavilion, dozens of disciples were sparring and cultivating.
Among them, the most eye-catching was the pride of the sect's younger generation—Zhao Tianyang. He was already at the peak of the Profound Connection Realm, just a step away from the Return to Origin Realm.
"Senior Brother Zhao, I heard you broke through again recently?"
"Yeah, in another six months, I might be able to attempt the breakthrough to the Return to Origin Realm!"
Zhao Tianyang smiled proudly, enjoying the flattery of the crowd.
Just then, a figure walked over slowly, and everyone turned to look—
"Wang Shouzhi?"
"Didn't he go home?"
Zhao Tianyang frowned and sneered, "Yo, isn't this Junior Brother Wang? What, couldn't stay away from the women at home and came back so soon?"
Wang Shouzhi smiled slightly and said nothing, just gently raised his hand—
"Boom!"
A terrifying spiritual pressure suddenly erupted. The ground of the martial arts field instantly cracked, and the surrounding disciples were shaken back repeatedly!
"Return to Origin Realm?!" Zhao Tianyang's pupils shrank suddenly, his face instantly turning deathly pale.
Wang Shouzhi smiled faintly: "Senior Brother Zhao, would you like to have a sparring match?"
Zhao Tianyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva,勉强 squeezing out a smile: "Junior Brother Wang, you must be joking..."
Wang Shouzhi sneered and turned to leave, leaving a crowd of dumbfounded disciples.
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Inside the main hall of the Gale Pavilion, several elders were discussing the sect's trivial matters.
"By the way, before Elder Li went into seclusion two days ago, he instructed me to first accept one of his outer sect disciples into the inner sect. I think his name was Wang..."
"Just a Profound Connection Realm disciple. There's no rush for Elder Li to handle it himself after he comes out of seclusion."
"That's true..."
Just then, the door to the Sutra Pavilion was pushed open, and Wang Shouzhi walked in slowly, his calm gaze falling upon the several elders.
"Disciple Wang Shouzhi, pays respects to all elders."
"You are Wang Shouzhi?"
"Hmm?" One of the elders frowned, about to reprimand him for his lack of etiquette, but a sweep of his divine sense made his expression change drastically—
"Return to Origin Realm?!"
"What?!" The other elders probed him one after another, and were immediately shocked.
"You... how did you break through?"
Wang Shouzhi smiled slightly: "I encountered an opportunity while training outside."
The elders looked at each other, their hearts shaken—this kid must have obtained some heaven-defying opportunity!
One of the elders said with a pleasant expression: "Nephew, we were just discussing accepting you into the inner sect, but since you have such an opportunity..."
"Since you have this opportunity, then what's wrong with making you the Holy Son of our Gale Pavilion?" A loud voice sounded from behind everyone. At some point, the Sect Master of the Gale Pavilion, Feng Wuhun, had appeared in the main hall, his deep gaze fixed on Wang Shouzhi.
"You are the disciple of Elder Li... Wang Shouzhi?"
"Disciple Wang Shouzhi, pays respects to the Sect Master."
"Good, good, good. Your return this time has given the sect a great surprise. When Junior Brother Li comes out of seclusion, he will surely be very pleased."
Wang Shouzhi bowed respectfully: "I am not worthy of such praise, Sect Master."
Feng Wuhun nodded in satisfaction: "With your talent, you will surely be a pillar of our Gale Pavilion in the future."
Wang Shouzhi remained respectful on the surface: "This disciple will definitely not fail the Sect Master's expectations."
After a discussion, and after the Sect Master promised many benefits in front of the several elders, Wang Shouzhi left the main hall, satisfied.
As he was walking back to his own residence, he ran into a few disciples who had heard the news and came to find him, disciples who were usually on good terms with him—
"Senior Brother Wang, did you really break through to the Return to Origin Realm?"
"Senior Brother, can you give us some pointers?"
"Senior Brother, you'll have to look out for us more in the future!"
Wang Shouzhi basked in the flattery of the crowd, a faint smile on his lips.
Just then, a gentle voice sounded by Wang Shouzhi's ear.
"Senior Brother Wang!"
Li Wanrou—the most favored junior sister of the Gale Pavilion, who usually ignored him—had taken the initiative to approach him today.
She gave a sweet smile, her eyes full of admiration, "I heard you broke through to the Return to Origin Realm?"
Wang Shouzhi said gently: "It was just a lucky break."
"Senior Brother is too modest!" Li Wanrou took a step closer, her voice sweet, "Senior Brother, could you give me some guidance on my cultivation?"
Looking at her fawning appearance, Wang Shouzhi still had a faint smile on his face: "Of course."
Then, amidst the cheers and teasing of the crowd, he led Li Wanrou back to his own cave dwelling...
The moonlight was like ink.
Inside Wang Shouzhi's cave dwelling, the spring scenery was delightful.
And at the foot of the mountain where the Gale Pavilion was located, a monk was looking faintly at the mountains before him, a strange look in his eyes...
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