Chapter 225: Minor Destiny Art

Chapter 225: Minor Destiny Art

"Brother Feng, I don't see anything special about this kid. Besides, he even stole someone else's cultivation technique. Why are you suddenly so interested in him?"

The Golden-Winged Eagle King asked curiously.

Chu Feng lightly waved the folding fan in his hand and said, "Because the fate surrounding him is no weaker than that of Paopao—perhaps even slightly stronger."

Upon hearing this, both the Golden-Winged Eagle King and Elder Bing became interested in this young man called Fang Mu.

Elder Bing gently parted her lips, "Then, sir, what technique do you intend to teach him?"

"I haven't decided yet."

Chu Feng explained, "I'll consider which cultivation method to pass on once he comes to seek me."

Hearing this, neither Elder Bing nor the Golden-Winged Eagle King asked further. The former began tidying up the residence, while the latter poured himself a small drink from a gourd of wine.

The next afternoon.

Chu Feng was chatting idly with the Golden-Winged Eagle King in the courtyard when a sudden knock interrupted their conversation.

Knock, knock, knock...

Upon hearing the sound, Chu Feng casually pointed toward the gate, and the door swung open. Fang Mu was already standing there.

"Come in."

Fang Mu nodded, then entered the courtyard and respectfully saluted Chu Feng. "Senior, I've made up my mind. I ask you to bestow upon me a cultivation method that can change my destiny."

"Change destiny? Interesting."

Chu Feng's lips curled slightly. "Do you know that destiny is determined by the heavens? From the moment of birth, everyone's fate has already been set."

Fang Mu's expression shifted slightly upon hearing this. A chill rose in his heart, but he quickly composed himself. If he were truly fated to live out his days as a mere servant, how could he have encountered a mighty figure like this senior?

"Senior, I believe that man can triumph over fate."

Chu Feng smiled. "Rare ambition. But to take control of your destiny is no easy feat. Allow me time to consider which cultivation method to teach you. Return in seven days."

???

Fang Mu clearly froze for a moment. He had come here full of joy, expecting to receive a cultivation technique—only to be met with this outcome.

A test. This must be a test from the senior—to see whether my will is resolute enough.

He immediately collected himself, cupped his hands toward Chu Feng, and said, "This junior takes his leave."

"Mn."

Chu Feng responded briefly, then took a sip of tea as he watched Fang Mu walk away.

"I'll be going into seclusion for a few days. Unless it's important, don't disturb me."

"Understood."

Elder Bing and the Golden-Winged Eagle King both replied in unison.

Chu Feng entered a room with a writing desk, took out brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and began grinding ink. At the same time, he pondered which cultivation method to pass on to that kid, Fang Mu.

Time ticked by, moment after moment.

Chu Feng occasionally sipped his tea to stay alert. He remained seated for an entire day and night.

As he gazed at the rising morning sun in the sky, something suddenly came to mind. He immediately lifted his brush and wrote four large characters on the paper: Minor Destiny Art.

But just as Chu Feng was about to continue writing, he discovered he couldn't put the technique's contents into words.

"Could it be that this method is so profound that ordinary script can't convey it?"

He muttered softly, then switched to using the True Meaning of the Dao to compose the text. Very quickly, the first character appeared—but instead of a standard character, it transformed into a strange symbol.

This kind of symbol, Chu Feng had seen before in the collection of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute. It was a Dao script, with each symbol containing the true essence of the Dao.

He had once asked his cheap master how to write Dao script, and that old man had cryptically replied:

"When you comprehend the true meaning of the Dao, you'll naturally be able to write Dao script."

Now, Chu Feng finally understood. It seemed that with low cultivation, even if something is memorized, it cannot be truly grasped.

Chu Feng continued writing. Three days passed in a flash.

After completing the text, Chu Feng felt that his understanding of the Dao had deepened. He instinctively glanced at his attribute panel: the True Meaning of the Dao had risen from 66 to 68.

"What a pleasant surprise."

Chu Feng smiled and carefully stored away the scroll. However, with just this technique alone, that kid might not be able to comprehend it fully. He still needed to prepare other supporting cultivation methods for him.

He picked up his brush again but quickly abandoned that idea. The Minor Destiny Art was inherently a divine technique that consumed one's lifespan in exchange for other divine abilities.

Teaching Fang Mu additional techniques might not help him grasp this divine art. Instead, it would be better to pass on a copy of the Dao De Jing, to elevate his comprehension.

Chu Feng then picked up the brush and wrote:

[Dao gave birth to One.

One gave birth to Two.

Two gave birth to Three.

Three gave birth to all things.

All things carry yin and embrace yang.

Blending the two to achieve harmony.]

By the time Chu Feng finished copying out the Tao Te Ching, night had already fallen.

He tidied up briefly before stepping outside.

Elder Bing and the Golden-Winged Eagle King quickly came forward upon seeing Chu Feng emerge from the room.

The Golden-Winged Eagle King asked curiously, "Brother, let your little brother take a peek first, will you?"

Chu Feng rolled his eyes at this shameless fellow.

"Don't bother. Even if you saw it, you wouldn't be able to learn it."

Elder Bing seemed to have expected this scene and the corners of her lips curled slightly beneath the veil.

The Golden-Winged Eagle King became flustered upon hearing this. "Don't look down on me! I'm a divine beast with a trace of ancient Phoenix Ancestor bloodline. In terms of talent, I'm no worse than anyone else. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the nerve to call the Headmaster my foster father all these years."

"Oh? So that trace of Phoenix Ancestor bloodline is what gave you the courage, huh?"

Chu Feng gave the fellow a surprised glance. "Unfortunately, I'm not impressed by that."

"…"

The Golden-Winged Eagle King thought to himself: this guy is totally immune to flattery!

"Forget it, forget it. That kid will be here in two more days anyway. When the time comes, I'll definitely critique this cultivation technique of yours."

Chu Feng just smiled and didn't say much. He simply stretched lazily on the spot.

The seven-day mark had arrived.

That day, after completing his assigned duties in the royal residence, Fang Mu quietly slipped out through the dog hole at the back gate and headed for the courtyard where the senior resided.

Thinking that he was about to obtain a supreme cultivation technique, he unconsciously quickened his pace.

Half an hour later, Fang Mu finally arrived at the familiar courtyard.

He stepped forward, steadied his breath, and gently knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Accompanied by Chu Feng's familiar voice, the door creaked open.

In the courtyard, Chu Feng sat reclining in a wicker chair, eyes half-closed, basking in the sunlight.

Fang Mu rushed forward and fell to his knees with a thump. "Master, I humbly request your teaching."

"Today, I shall bestow upon you two scrolls of cultivation methods. One will help you improve your comprehension and insight into the Great Dao. The other will help you attain a supreme divine ability."

Chu Feng's voice was not loud, but to the two humans and one eagle present, it rang like thunder.

The Golden-Winged Eagle King was the first to lose composure. "Brother—no, foster father—you actually know a divine ability?"

Smack!

Chu Feng slapped his folding fan against the eagle's head with visible irritation. "How many times have I told you—stop calling me foster father! Are you trying to get me killed?"

"Young master, I was just too excited."

The Golden-Winged Eagle King suppressed his inner shock and put on a flattering smile.

Elder Bing said nothing, but her beautiful eyes revealed astonishment. As an elder of Wendao Academy, she naturally understood the significance of a divine ability.

Fang Mu didn't know exactly what kind of technique his master was about to grant him, but seeing how excited the eagle senior was, he could tell it was something extraordinary. He bowed deeply again. "Disciple thanks Master!"

"No need for ceremony."

Chu Feng spoke as he raised Fang Mu with one hand. "At present, you are not yet a true disciple under my tutelage—merely a registered disciple. If you cannot learn this divine ability within ten years, it means we are not fated. Catch."

As his words fell, the storage ring on his finger shimmered faintly, and two scrolls flew toward Fang Mu…

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