673 Honorary Elder (2/2)

Mo Wen felt an intense Cold Qi from Lan Zhongzhi's body. However, Mo Wen's Cold Qi together with his Nine Yin Genuine Qi suppressed Lan Zhongzhi's Cold Qi in an instant.

In reality, the Nine Yin Divine Technique was only one of the world's coldest Yin and Cold techniques. It was not the strongest cold attribute technique. However, people thought that the Nine Yin Divine Technique only had seven levels. They did not know that after the 34th cult leader, the Nine Yin Divine Technique had been increased to nine levels.

For generations, the Ming Cult Sacred Maiden could only practice the Nine Yin Divine Technique to the seventh level. To take it to the next level was nigh impossible. Maybe there had appeared an outstanding Sacred Maiden that could practice the Nine Yin Divine Technique to the eighth level, but for reasons unknown, they kept it secret and did not let it be known.

Using the Primordial Soul Separation Technique, Mo Wen practiced the Nine Yin Divine Technique to the eighth level, already reaching a higher realm. For even Lan Zhongzhi to not be able to compare to him was to be expected.

Lan Zhongzhi did not believe Mo Wen's words. If an ordinary ancient martial art practitioner did not have a deep sect inheritance, they practice such supreme cold attribute techniques? However, since Mo Wen was not willing to say anything, Lan Zhongzhi knew that him asking was futile.

”Little friend Mo Wen, after seeing you today, only have I understood what Cold Techniques truly are. I am ashamed. After practicing the Cold Water Cloud Technique for 150 years, I thought I had reached the highest realm of Cold Techniques. Now only do I understand that however strong you are, there is always someone stronger.”

Lan Zhongzhi took out a jade pendant that emanated Cold Qi from his breast pocket. With a flick of his finger, it flew towards Mo Wen, floating steadily in front of him. ”This is the Cold Light Pavilion's Cold Light Insignia. Those who wield this insignia are the Cold Light Pavilion's most honored guests, with status equal to that of a Sect Grand Elder. In the future, if you encounter members of the Cold Light Pavilion, you can order them as you please with this insignia. Little friend Mo Wen, please accept this.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Wen was shocked. From what Lan Zhongzhi had said, he could guess that this Cold Light Insignia represented a very high position in the Cold Light Pavilion. For no obvious reason, Lan Zhongzhi was giving him such an important item. Why?

After thinking about it, Mo Wen understood that this Lan Zhongzhi was clearly drawing him in, representing the sect behind him to actively get on his good side. Some sects would mostly actively befriend people with extraordinary abilities or with outstanding potential. By forming a good relationship today, they could gain leverage from it in the future. Such was the ancient martial arts world's public relations.

Items like the Cold Light Insignia would normally not be simply given out. If it was given out, it would surely be to a person who was worthy of possessing it.

It was naturally impossible for a Cold Light Insignia to grant a position equivalent to a Sect Grand Elder as Lan Zhongzhi had said. At most, it would only grant honorary status, not having any real authority of a Sect Grand Elder. Maybe he could command a few normal Cold Light Pavilion disciples. Any higher and it would most likely not work.

”Then, I thank senior for your kindness.” Now that he understood Lan Zhongzhi's intention, Mo Wen did not reject his generosity and accepting the Cold Light Insignia. For items such as this, if he did not have a grudge with the giver, Mo Wen would not reject them. As he had received the item from the Cold Light Pavilion, it naturally meant that he had befriended this sect. If he rejected it, he might instead end up making enemies of them.

Lan Zhongzhi nodded slightly, not saying anymore. He continued to kill as many monstrous beasts as he possible as he made his way forward. After all, as a Martial Arts Grandmaster, it was not proper for him to act too enthusiastically in front of a junior.

A strange look flashed in Tan Qiyue's eyes. Before this, he had actively befriended Mo Wen, having seen his potential. But he never imagined that he had still underestimated this youth. It was already enough for him to take it seriously. He had only seen such frightening Cold Qi once in his lifetime of more than two hundred years.

The person who had done used it was clearly an absolutely strong practitioner. Even with the high level of ability he possessed, and after all that time, Tan Qiyue still felt inferior to that person. He never imagined that this youth would actually have cold attribute power no weaker than that person.

The realm of a technique did not reflect the depth of the person's cultivation. It represented the ancient martial art practitioner's own understanding and attainments of their own technique. The higher the realm of the technique, the easier it was to break through the bottleneck of cultivation. It could even be said that if Mo Wen had enough time, and no accidents occurred along the way, he would certainly reach the level of Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Bu Xingyi's expression turned completely sullen. Mo Wen possessed such strange power. Before this, Mo Wen's use of Absolute Skills had already terrified him. If Bu Xingyi could not eliminate this odd person soon, the results would be unthinkable.

The Ming Temple's Buddha's Sacred Scripture was a steadfast Yang technique. Techniques like Mo Wen's Yin and Cold power were precisely the counter to the Ming Temple's Buddha's Sacred Scripture.

Between the two, they originally could counter each other. Under normal circumstances, Bu Xingyi would not be concerned.

But he discovered that even if he practiced the Buddha's Sacred Scripture to the highest level, he most likely would have a hard time suppressing the terrifying Cold Qi displayed by Mo Wen right now. Maybe the Lord Temple Leader could use his rich and deep cultivation to suppress Mo Wen's Cold Qi. But if he did not depend on an advantage in cultivation, and contended solely on pure attribute, most likely even the Lord Temple Leader would find it very difficult to suppress the Cold Qi.

Right now, Mo Wen was still so young. In the future, if he became a Martial Arts Grandmaster, then the threat he would pose to the Ming Temple would most likely be enough to make many people unable to eat and sleep in peace.

Even Nangong Mingzhu and Chu Yuan as immortal cultivators looked somewhat astonished by Mo Wen, let alone the other average ancient martial art practitioners. An ancient martial art practitioner that could practice the cold attribute power to such an extent was truly rare. The technique that he practiced was most likely a rare magnum opus.

Mo Wen ignored the gazes of others and made his way forward. Right now, the monstrous beasts that appeared were just appetizers: they did not pose a threat to the seven human strong practitioners. Mo Wen did not even utilize martial arts teachings, depending solely on the power of attributes to constantly freeze the monstrous beasts one by one.

After practicing the Nine Yin Divine Technique to the eighth level, although the power of the Cold Qi was astonishing, wanting to completely unleash the might of the Cold Qi in a battle still needed long term actual combat experience. Mo Wen not unleashing other martial arts teachings and just using the power of the Cold Qi could help him master the usage of the Cold Qi more quickly and deftly.

Mo Wen was even thinking, if he unleashed the Dark Soul Pearl, together with his current power of Cold, how astonishing would that power be? However, Mo Wen did not dare to take out the Dark Soul Pearl, unless he wanted to be surrounded by all the ancient martial art practitioners.