Chapter 2 (1/2)
Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
As the number one God in the world, his martial path had long since reached the acme.
If he was willing to provide guidance to a mortal, no matter how mediocre they were, they could be guided into a supreme heavenly genius.
It was a pity that these people didn’t know what a heavenly opportunity they just missed!
Shaking his head, Xia Qingchen exited the Shrine.
Xia Yuan was waiting here and had already heard the conversations inside the Shrine. Upon knowing that Xia Qingchen rejected the offer to enter the Shrine because his heart was set on the martial path, Xia Yuan felt a piercing pain in his heart. “Father is useless, I can’t provide a good environment for you to pursue the martial path.”
If one wanted to improve on the martial path, they needed the guidance of powerful masters as well as the assistance of valuable medicinal herbs.
For these items, Xia Yuan didn’t even have a single one of them.
Due to his inferior cultivation base, Xia Qingchen had fainted in the martial pavilion’s examination and became a joke of the entire city.
Xia Qingchen glanced at the middle-aged man before him who was filled with guilt. He sighed in his heart, parents would always worry about their children.
If he knew that the son he loved so much had already passed away, this middle-aged man would definitely feel even more sorrow and despair, right?
“Father, gold would shine out sooner or later. There’s no need to be bothered about the winning and losing of a moment.” Now that Xia Qingchen had taken over this body, his heart was naturally filled with gratitude toward Xia Yuan.
He had no way to repay Xia Qingchen who was already dead, but he could represent the real Xia Qingchen and be filial to Xia Qingchen’s father all the way until his last years.
Xia Yuan tousled Xia Qingchen’s hair and spoke hoarsely, “My son’s ambition soars up the cloud. But for the martial path, it’s useless just to have ambition alone. If you wish to become an expert, entering the martial pavilion is an inevitable path you have to take.”
“Three months later, there will be a second recruitment competition organized by the martial pavilion. If your performance is good then, you would still have a chance to enter there.”
During the first recruitment, there would inevitably be some youngsters with high potentials that failed to make the cut due to a variety of reasons.
Hence, the martial pavilion would organize a second competition.
“This is why father went to Godking Dustless’s shrine. I wanted to pray to the gods so that you can pass the second competition three months later.” Xia Yuan patted him on his shoulders and smiled. “At the same time, I also hired a martial tutor for you. Swordsman Pingyang will personally guide your cultivation.”
Swordsman Pingyang was an extremely famous martial tutor in Lone Cloud City. Once, he was even worshipped by the martial pavilion and he had an extremely respectable and lofty status.
After that, he left the martial pavilion and specially tutored the youngsters of wealthy families in cultivation.
In his life, he had taught and guided many young geniuses who rose to fame.
Xia Qingchen’s cousin, Xia Qilin, was one of those geniuses.
In the examination held by the martial pavilion three days ago, his cousin had managed to get third place and successfully enter the upper court of the martial pavilion.
The one with the most credit was naturally none other than Swordsman Pingyang who had provided Xia Qilin with three years of guidance.
Naturally, one needed to pay a shocking price before they could hire him.
In order to help his son achieve his dreams, it could be said that Xia Yuan gave it his all!
“Father!” Xia Qingchen felt moved in his heart. “I will not disappoint your hope in me.”
“Hehe, let’s return home now. He is already waiting in our manor.”
After returning to the manor.
In the backyard.
An old man in green, about seventy years of age with a purple seven-star sword strapped on his back, was quietly meditating.
“Master Pingyang!” Xia Yuan increased his speed and walked over. After that, he bowed in greeting.
Swordsman Pingyang smiled. “Manor Lord Xia, there’s no need to be so courteous.”
Xia Yuan smiled and pulled Xia Qingchen over as he spoke, “This is my son, Xia Qingchen. I would have to trouble Master Pingyang to guide him.”
The latter’s aged eyes surveyed Xia Qingchen. After that, the old man nodded. “Ah, this youngster appeared to be a man of talent.”
Who didn’t know that Xia Qingchen was the joke of the entire city? The word ‘talent’ was completely not relevant to him.
Swordsman Pingyang’s words were merely spoken out of politeness.
“Manor Lord Xia, I will guide your son starting from now. Could Manor Lord return to your manor first?” Swordsman Pingyang stroked his beard as he spoke.
Xia Yuan also looked forward to this. He hurriedly gave the order for all the servants in the backyard to leave as well. “During the times when Master Pingyang is tutoring and providing guidance, no one is allowed to enter the backyard.”
When everyone left, there was no one else left in the backyard.
The smile on Swordsman Pingyang’s face gradually disappeared, and his expression became cold and arrogant. He stared at Xia Qingchen and spoke without bothering to mask his true intentions, “If it wasn’t for the fact that this old man is in need of money, I would truly not be willing to come here and tutor a worthless piece of rotten wood like you. If you show no improvement, you would surely implicate this old man’s reputation.”
When facing Xia Yuan, he would still act politely on the surface.
But when facing Xia Qingchen, he spoke the true thoughts in his heart.
From now on, he would be the one guiding Xia Qingchen on his cultivation. How could Xia Qingchen dare to retell this old man’s words to his father?
Hence, this Master Pingyang was sure that he was bulletproof.
Xia Qingchen remained indifferent. He calmly replied, “Master Pingyang, please do not hesitate to guide me. This student will do his best to learn.”
Although he didn’t really need Master Pingyang’s guidance, he couldn’t waste his father’s good intentions.