"Opportunity? What kind of opportunity can you give me?"
Song Chengfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, his index finger gently tapping the stone table. His aged eyes stared at Chen Mo, comparing in terms of age and temperament, the latter was far from what he could compare to. However, today, he couldn't understand the other party very well.
Opportunity, every martial artist desires a great opportunity that can elevate them to greatness. Yet, such an opportunity is too rare. Song Chengfeng didn't believe that Chen Mo, a first-class commoner, could bestow an opportunity upon him.
Could it be the empress's intention?
Chen Mo didn't respond to Song Chengfeng and instead said, "The three kings' rebellion, the Red Flame Temple's intention to support Prince Ning as an emperor, and the entire Tianlong Dynasty is in chaos. There are your supporters Zong and the Cangsha Sect staring greedily from the sidelines. The Tianlong Dynasty is now like a single tree struggling to stay upright, on the brink of collapse... But what about your Zong?"
Song Chengfeng raised an eyebrow, feeling unsure of the meaning behind Chen Mo's words, "What do you mean by that?"
"The Tianlong Dynasty is in trouble, and your Zong isn't also in trouble? Fifty years ago, it was a royal grade spiritual vein..."
A few simple words, yet it made Song Chengfeng and the elders in an instant anxious.
The Qiaoshan Sect once flourished, but by now it has long declined. Fifty years ago, this place produced a young disciple with a royal grade spiritual vein named Sun He.
A royal grade spiritual vein is an extremely rare occurrence in the current Qiaoshan Sect. Having such a disciple is indeed fortunate for the sect, and everyone in the sect, from the top to the bottom, regards him as the hope of the sect and strives to fully cultivate him.
And Sun He also lived up to expectations. He grew rapidly in just a few years and had the potential to become the top figure in the sect.
However, as the hope of the sect, Sun He, with his increasing strength and relying on the favoritism of the entire sect, became increasingly brazen. He even dared to take action against his own mentor...
Rebellious disciple.
The respected elder, who was forced into this situation and lost his dignity, was filled with shame and felt humiliated. He believed he had no face to live with anymore, so that night, he committed suicide by killing himself.
Such an act of great disobedience caused the entire Elder Council to be outraged. Although Sun He was naturally talented, his evil behavior to such a degree could not be tolerated by the Qiaoshan Sect. Song Chengfeng personally intervened to clean up the mess and annihilate his cultivation. At first, he wanted to kill him as a warning, but when he saw the pitiful expression on his face and his repentant words, he ultimately softened. He ordered someone to throw him down the mountain, allowing him to fend for himself.
However, he never thought that decades later, he not only returned to the path of martial arts but also stepped into the realm of three-tier.
Three months ago, Sun He came here in person, in an invincible stance, crushing a group of elders, defeating the sect's strongest martial artist, Song Chengfeng, with a single move. He also threatened that this was just a warning shot, and in half a year, he would come personally to annihilate the Qiaoshan Sect.
Sun He's actions are mysterious, and only the elders and the sect master of Qiaoshan knew of his arrival. The crisis of Qiaoshan only a few people here know. They don't understand how Chen Mo could have known this.
"What does Chen Mo mean by mentioning this matter?"
Song Chengfeng raised an eyebrow, and his tone suddenly became more serious.
Chen Mo shook his head and smiled, "There's no other meaning, I just wanted to remind you, Offending the royal family is not wise. How many high-level experts does your sect have? You're not even their opponents. If you offend the royal family again, will your sect not be weakened further? Although it's worth a try to revive your sect, do you really think that even if you reach the realm of three-tier, you will be able to defeat that demon?"
Song Chengfeng lowered his head and said nothing. He had already understood the consequences and knew that their Qiaoshan Sect had no other choice but to move forward.
"So, that's why I came to offer this opportunity to you, Master Song."
"I don't know, what kind of opportunity does Chen Mo mean by..."
"Shuiyue Dong Tian"
After Chen Mo's words fell, Song Chengfeng and the other elders were startled again. The Qiaoshan Sect had already gained fame throughout the nine provinces during the establishment of the Tianlong Empire, but later declined. However, the heritage left by their ancestors was still there, hidden in the depths of the mountain, in a secret place called Shuiyue Dong Tian.
Unfortunately, the secret realm was under a restriction, and no one in the sect knew how to break the curse. If they had known, they would not have been so passive and would not have had to forcefully break through the realm of three-tier or make enemies with the royal family.
Song Chengfeng couldn't contain his excitement; he was no longer the calm man from just a moment ago. With a push of his hands, he stood up abruptly, his lips trembling slightly, and his old eyes stared at Chen Mo fiercely, "Do you know the method to break the restriction?"
Chen Mo nodded slightly, "Since it's said to be an opportunity for you, why would there be a need to keep it a secret?"
Song Chengfeng was shocked beyond belief. He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down, "I beg of you, Dao An, to teach me."
"There is no such thing as a free lunch."
"Then you said it was a gift... Song Chengfeng muttered to himself, then smiled, 'Of course, acquiring opportunities often requires a certain price. As long as the Dao Ancestor proposes any request, I will not decline.'"
"I have just three requests"
Chen Mo raised his right hand, holding out two fingers, "First, I ask that your sect not interfere with the rebellion of the three princes... Of course, if you are willing to send people to assist the imperial army, I think our emperor would be very pleased; secondly, when you enter Shuiyue Dong Tian, I want a certain medicinal herb within it."
"This and the second point, what about the third?"
Song Chengfeng answered without hesitation. The Qiaoshan Sect was already in a precarious position, and no one in their right mind would make things even more difficult for themselves; the second requirement was not unreasonable, as it was known that Shuiyue Dong Tian contained countless treasures. A single medicinal herb would be within his means to give.
Chen Mo pointed to the old man, Fu Bo, outside the pavilion behind him, and said, "The third is to take him as a disciple of Qiaoshan Sect."
Song Chengfeng turned his head and looked at the old man, Fu Bo. He was very old, long past the age of accepting disciples. But, under Chen Mo's opportunity and royal grade spiritual vein, this request was not only not difficult but even seemed to benefit the Qiaoshan Sect.
The previous young and arrogant disciple with a royal grade spiritual vein did that, and now this one... Should he have the heart but lack the power, as his age is there?
"Alright, I agree."
Song Chengfeng agreed to Chen Mo's three conditions without hesitation.
Chen Mo stood up and first told Song Chengfeng to prepare, then walked briskly towards Fu Bo. He told him everything he had just said.
Fu Bo looked at Chen Mo with great emotion, tears streaming down his aged face. With a hunched body, he bowed to him, "Master, in my youth, I used to complain about my bad luck because of our family's situation, which prevented me from practicing the path of cultivation. But now I feel that the hardships I endured in my first half of life were all for the sake of being able to meet a distinguished person like you in my old age... In that case, the hardships I've suffered for half a lifetime are all worth it."
Chen Mo nodded with satisfaction. He thought that Fu Bo would decide to stay in the Qiaoshan Sect, but he saw that the latter changed his tone and said, "But, I am now over sixty years old. I'm one foot into the grave. I've seen all things clearly. All I ask for is to spend the rest of my days by your side, Master. The matter of cultivation is left aside."
"Fu Bo, you…"
Chen Mo was taken aback that the elder Fu Bo, whom he had waited for all his life, would refuse such a precious opportunity...
