Meeting the Saint

After jumping into the pit, Wang Yu felt some regret, he felt sorry for not being able to achieve his dream. But also a sense of freedom, after all for a young boy of his age fighting with his life on line and being a burden to his companions was very uncomfortable.

Suddenly he stopped, but the pain he anticipated didn't come.

"Child, you're still alive. No need to fear anymore." A kind and amiable voice sounded near Wang Yu prompting Wang Yu to open his eyes.

In front of him stood a scholarly old man, with white hair and blue eyes. What surprised Wang Yu the most was the environment. Instead of a dark and scary place that fitted the dark pit, the land was full of lush greenery, capable of influencing whoever enters making him more relaxed and tranquil.

In the middle of the field was an old man sitting on a chair, drinking some tea. The elderly man looked just like a normal grandpa from the mortal world.

After a moment of silence, Wang Yu who was extremely shocked by the development of the situation finally responded.

"Who are you, Sir?"

"I'm Mu Zhi but most people call me The Saint, I'm but an already dead man, you don't need to be wary of me. What you're seeing is but a wisp of my spirit, something that will dissipate in half an hour from now." Sighed the old man.

Wang Yu was speechless, hearing that the man who was talking to him is already dead while he was still alive. Or could it be that he was dead?

As if seeing through his train of thought. "As I've said before, you're still alive. Here is what you call the dark pit."

"But, how can there be light inside it?" Asked Wang Yu.

"This is a space I created right after my fall. I knew death was imminent with that damned poison, so before death, I chose a place that they can't find and created this little space to house my body and my inheritance."

Wang Yu was flabbergasted, a moment ago he was hunted by that fox, and now he was in front of an inheritance left by an ancient powerhouse.

"So am I going to become immortal and fly high like the others?" Said Wang Yu in a hushed voice.

"Hhhh, young man immortality is nearly impossible. After living for millions of years, I've never met a true immortal. " Smiled the old man before continuing.

"But you may have the chance. After all, a legendary technique has chosen you." The old man seemed to be somewhat depressed while talking about the technique.

"Is it an immortal technique?" Asked Wang Yu.

"Not just that, it should be the best in the whole universe." While talking about the technique the old man had a reverent gaze.

"This is a technique created by a legendary ancient being, I won't hide it from you. Even I was tempted and was willing to do anything to train on it. Even if it meant recultivating anew." The old man's gaze seemed sad and desolate.

"Unfortunately, I wasn't chosen and all my disciples weren't. But as if destiny was guiding the technique to you, I was ganged on by a lot of powerhouses."

"Knowing that I was doomed I decided to sacrifice my body and soul to send my inheritance to this place. Unfortunately, this land is barren and the talents are very few." Wang Yu was very shocked not knowing what to say.

"I don't have much time left and since the technique chose you, I will accept you as my disciple. You don't have a good talent but with enough perseverance and with this legendary technique you shall reach the peak of martial arts." The old man's gaze was extremely terrifying. While his body was turning transparent to Wang Yu's shock.

"Oh, as I've said before. I've been dead for more than a million years at least, so it's normal for the tiny bit of my spirit to start dissipating after I woke up." explained the old man who seemed to like talking, explaining unnecessary details.

"Anyway, I only have about one incense stick time left. So listen carefully to what I'm saying." The old man's expression turned serious.

"As I told you before, I was besieged by many enemies which is why I couldn't bring most of my treasures. Nevertheless, I brought the most important." Said the old man before bringing a pot of tea out of nowhere. The bizarre thing was that this pot looked extremely ordinary.

"Don't underestimate this pot, this is my greatest creation. This is the spirit pot, it's a rank 9 magical treasure with the ability to turn normal tea into a magical tea capable of enhancing the spirit." The old man was full of pride while talking about his spirit pot.

"You don't seem stunned, this should be because you don't know the value of a spirit treasure which can only be created by an inscription master, and I doubt that it exists in this barren land. As for a rank 9 magical treasure which can only be made by a rank 9 inscription master." The old man was happy seeing the stunned expression on Wang Yu's face.

"You're saying that the sect doesn't have an inscription master." Asked Wang Yu.

"Hmph, your sect is but a small sect in the cultivation world. The world is very vast, what you consider huge is but a tiny drop of water in the ocean." While explaining the old man's body was dissipating he was turning illusory.

"Anyway, I don't have much time left. I also brought this scroll which contains all my knowledge about array formations and inscription arts. Finally, this is the legendary technique The Everlasting turtle technique, a technique which defies the world if trained to the peak one shall truly become eternal."

Wang Yu was shocked by all the things that happened today. From nearly dying and losing all his companions to receiving a legendary inheritance, he didn't know if he should be happy or sad.

"The final thing you should understand is that While the technique can bring unimaginable benefits it may attract the greed of others. This is why you should train the same way as others, I can see that you're still young and haven't experienced much." Mu Zhi seemed to be racing against time while speaking to Wang Yu.

"So even if it's your parents, wife or children don't tell anyone about your treasures or technique. And don't be too exceptional always show the least possible, and never be in a hurry and endanger yourself." The old man then threw what seemed to be a golden drop of blood toward him which entered his body with no resistance whatsoever.

"This drop of blood is what contains the technique, it's going to slowly change your body so that you can start practicing the technique." Wang Yu's vision becomes blurry.

"As for the scroll it will stay within your head allowing you to enter a world in your dreams within it I've prepared all my knowledge ordered so that you learn appropriately. For the spirit pot, you only need to will it for it to appear before you." The old man's voice was turning faint.

Wang Yu fainted after hearing the last sentence, leaving the illusory man alone.

"I hope he leaves you to cultivate in peace." Murmured the old man, before finally dissipating.