The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

"Holy crap! Ancestor Jiang Mingzi?!"

Xia Chuan, who had been standing idly by, suddenly shuddered upon hearing this:

"That is the one who is invincible throughout the ages, who dominates his generation, and is hailed as the strongest seeker of the Dharma in all of history."

The Patriarch Jiang Mingzi, who defeated all those seeking the Dharma, leaving them unable to lift their heads?!

Who is Jiang Mingzi?

That was the biggest trump card in the history of the Three Realms, an ultimate numerical monster whose methods spanned ancient and modern times.

As long as Jiang Mingzi is their backer, no matter when or where the Three Truths disciples are, even in dire straits.

Immortal lords can directly bury various methods under their feet in the "past," so that they can dig them out in the "present" to save their lives!

You can even ask the founder to fight for you.

Everyone would want to curry favor with someone like that, right?

On the other side of the same month, Jiang Mingzi tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth.

This burly little grand-disciple, who doesn't even have any magical power, has quite a good eye.

Gao Haoguang then took out a magic talisman from his robes and showed it to Ma Chao:

“Master, this is the magic talisman that the patriarch planted for me.”

Gao Haoguang turned to look at Xia Chuan, his expression somewhat complicated:

"Originally, I planned to take this talisman back to deal with that Nirvana Corpse, but when I ran back..."

My senior brother just punched him and knocked him down.

"He...you really killed him?"

Ma Chao stared blankly at his eldest disciple, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Xia Chuan helplessly spread his hands:

"Master, why would I lie to you?"

He himself claimed to be the one who identified himself.

"He took two punches from me head-on, and now even a scrape can't remove them in the mountains."

Ma Chao nodded blankly, feeling as if he were floating on clouds, a truly unreal experience.

The blood feud that wiped out their entire family, a nightmare that had haunted Sanzhen for decades...

They just reported it like that?

Xia Chuan leaned forward, chuckled, and revealed a hint of smugness in his expression:

"Master, are you thinking right now that it's so good to have met me?"

Ma Chao blushed, but to maintain his master's dignity, he immediately straightened his face and said with a smile:

"Pah! You little brat, you think you can take advantage of me just because I've taught you a lesson!"

"Compared to our ancestors who once dominated the world, you are still far behind!"

Xia Chuan nodded frantically, readily agreeing: "Yes, yes, Master is right."

Looking at Xia Chuan's stubborn and unyielding demeanor, Ma Chao's eyes flashed with an extremely complex emotion.

He changed the subject, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse and solemn:

“However… Xia Chuan, you should really consider inheriting the position of the Three Truths Sect Master now.”

As Ma Chao spoke, he turned and walked towards the gate.

The sunlight shone on his hunched back, yet his steps seemed lighter than ever before.

He looked up at the sky, and two murky tears slid down his cheeks.

Senior brothers and sisters, and our tragically deceased master, can you see this from heaven?

Our three true talents... have finally come into their own.

The blood feud has been avenged, but the lineage has not been extinguished!

Xia Chuan watched his master's slightly desolate yet carefree figure disappear outside the courtyard gate, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

The old man was quite arrogant.

Just then, he felt his clothes being tugged, and turning around, he heard Gao Haoguang say in a low voice:

"Senior brother, stop looking! Quick, the patriarch has something to say to you."

Upon hearing this, Xia Chuan's expression instantly turned serious, like a Sichuan opera face-changing act, and he abandoned all his nonchalant attitude.

He respectfully faced the direction of the suspended lunar mansion and suddenly clasped his hands in a fist salute:

"Xia Chuan, the unworthy grand-disciple of Sanzhen, pays respects to Ancestor Jiang Mingzi!"

"Our ancestor's divine power is unparalleled, and he is invincible throughout the ages. We juniors all look up to him with reverence!"

"Our ancestor was a perfect man throughout the ages, a celestial being descended to earth, who overwhelmed all paths of the past and present, illuminating the way forward for us, his descendants!"

"To have been graced with even a glance from the Patriarch, this junior would die without regret!"

Gao Haoguang stood to the side, completely dumbfounded.

Where did you learn that word?!

Meanwhile, on the other side of that mysterious month.

Jiang Mingzi was initially putting on airs, trying to maintain the composure of a celestial lord.

But after hearing Xia Chuan's vivid and deafening flattery, the smile on his lips finally got out of control and could no longer be suppressed.

Hi!

I never imagined that, ten thousand years later, I, Jiang Mingzi, would still have such a glorious and magnificent myth in the hearts of my descendants.

Jiang Mingzi's illusory figure coughed twice, trying to conceal his smugness:

"Ahem... He's a sensible and understanding junior."

"Well, since this is our first meeting, as an elder, I should show my appreciation to such an outstanding grand-disciple."

“Grey, ask your senior brother for me what kind of reward he wants.”

Magical artifacts, elixirs of immortality?

Upon hearing the patriarch's voice transmission, Gao Haoguang suddenly realized the truth!

Damn it, what a missed opportunity!

I forgot to take advantage of the atmosphere earlier and make that old guy drop more gold coins!

Gao Haoguang stared intently at the same month's decree, inwardly complaining:

This renowned patriarch Jiang Mingzi seems... not so easily praised?

Filled with endless regret, Gao Haoguang relayed Jiang Mingzi's words to Xia Chuan verbatim.

Upon hearing this, Xia Chuan's face lit up with joy.

He asked directly:

"I wonder if the Patriarch has any magical artifacts such as mechanical puppets that can be used for daily practice?"

Ideally, it should be the kind that's durable and won't break no matter how much you hit it?

Across time and space, Jiang Mingzi looked at Xia Chuan with great satisfaction.

He was neither arrogant nor impatient, nor did he covet any pleasure-seeking treasures. He only wanted a doll to be beaten so that he could hone his martial arts skills.

His young grand-disciple is so diligent and hardworking, so as the patriarch, he naturally has no reason not to support him!

"The mechanical puppets used for sparring, right?"

"No problem at all, this immortal lord will prepare everything for you and bury it right away."

Jiang Mingzi waved his hand and agreed with great enthusiasm.

Having received the promise, Xia Chuan suppressed his overwhelming joy.

His gaze shifted subtly downwards, landing on the passive description of his new skill, [Black Flash].

[Passive: Every attack you make has a chance to trigger a "Dark Flash".]

If Black Flash is used during the cooldown period, all skill cooldowns are reset, and the probability of using Black Flash is increased by 0.004%.

Initial probability: 0.01%.

Looking at the incredible description that "each attack increases the probability by 0.004%", Xia Chuan felt a surge of excitement.

If we let him settle down for three to five years...

At that time, bro, even my farts will be accompanied by black flashes.

You're talking to me over there.

Xia Chuan became increasingly excited as he thought about it, and bowed deeply with a face full of excitement:

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing this treasure!"

This junior will practice day and night, and will never fail the expectations of our ancestors!

Jiang Mingzi nodded in satisfaction on the other end of the line, looking pleased that the boy was teachable.

However, deep within the Immortal Lord's profound eyes, another wicked thought lingered in his mind.

What's the point of practicing against a lifeless wooden puppet?

Little grand-disciple, this immortal lord will take you to do something exciting.

Chapter 5 Jiang Mingzi's Bastard

Xia Chuan sat imposingly on a stone stool in the courtyard, his heart burning with barely suppressed excitement.

In his past life, he was a seasoned gamer, and what he valued most when playing games was whether he could perfectly showcase his skills in a match.

For example, when playing the Pokémon series, he would always use a cheat engine at the start to fill his bag with Rare Candies.