The cultivation world has always been full of talented individuals, never lacking those with stunning genius.

However, in the over 120 reincarnations Zhang Jingmo had experienced, he had never seen anyone more suited to walk this heaven-defying path than Lu Guijiu.

Not to mention his temperament, just based on Lu Guijiu's extremely rare ten absolute spiritual roots alone, there likely wouldn't be a second person with them on this continent in the next hundred years.

Back then, due to Lu Guijiu's rare talent, master and disciple had taken quite a few detours.

With ten absolute spiritual roots, if cultivating ordinary techniques, not only would progress be very slow, it would also harm the body. Zhang Jingmo at the time was not an experienced master. Fortunately, after discovering the problem, he consulted many scriptures and asked many fellow cultivators. After many twists and turns, he finally understood the reason.

However, the ensuing problem was, since Lu Guijiu couldn't cultivate ordinary techniques, what should he practice? Without predecessors to guide the way, Zhang Jingmo could only slowly explore with Lu Guijiu. Luckily, Lu Guijiu was someone with great destiny. By a coincidence, he finally found the path he should walk.

The Zhang Jingmo of that time, as a guide, was unqualified, because he couldn't provide Lu Guijiu with any useful guidance - all of his experience was inapplicable to Lu Guijiu.

But even so, Lu Guijiu still grew at an astonishing speed. He wandered outside for over twenty years. When he returned, his cultivation had actually surpassed his master Zhang Jingmo.

Afterwards, he encountered even more lucky opportunities, making Zhang Jingmo envious beyond envy.

But now, Zhang Jingmo planned to pave Lu Guijiu's path even smoother. He was a bit curious - on the rugged small path, Lu Guijiu could already achieve so much. If he had walked on a wide open road from the start--

At this thought, Zhang Jingmo paused his musings. In front of him at this moment, a cauldron of pills was refining. Before the pills were even out, there was already a strange fragrance.

This pill was called the Primordial Cyan Pill. Although the name was ordinary, on this continent, those who could refine it could be counted on one hand.

Zhang Jingmo also couldn't do it before, until he had reincarnated over 120 times.

Reincarnating over 120 times, even a dog could probably learn alchemy, let alone Zhang Jingmo who had good aptitude. Refining such a cauldron of pills was nothing strange.

This cauldron of pills took Zhang Jingmo three months. The day the pills were completed, three colored auspicious clouds appeared in the sky above Lingxu Sect.

When this phenomenon appeared, anyone with some knowledge could guess that Zhang Jingmo had refined a heaven-defying pill.

The sect leader personally visited to inquire about this matter.

Zhang Jingmo was not stingy. Of the three pills he refined, he gave two to the sect leader.

The sect leader did not refuse. He thanked Zhang Jingmo and promised to fulfill three requests for him in the future.

Zhang Jingmo agreed.

After saying this, seeing Zhang Jingmo's haggard appearance, the sect leader did not disturb him further and took his leave.

Seeing the sect leader gone, Zhang Jingmo's legs softened and he nearly collapsed to the ground. He took a few heavy breaths and laughed bitterly a couple times - it was still too much of a strain. His actual strength was not sufficient to refine this cauldron of pills. If not for the accumulated experience from his previous reincarnations, even if he exhausted the last bit of true energy in his body, he probably still wouldn't be able to obtain these three precious pills.

But since he succeeded, then it was all worth it. Zhang Jingmo regulated his breathing for half an hour and tidied his appearance before riding the wind towards where Lu Guijiu lived.

Since he started refining pills, he hadn't seen Lu Guijiu for three months. Who knows how his Water Extension Scripture cultivation was going.

Arriving at where Lu Guijiu lived, Zhang Jingmo was still in the air when he saw from afar a round little meatball squatting on the ground seriously washing his face.

Little Lu Guijiu was very cute. He was good-looking and was raised chubby and fair at home, much like a doll from a new year's painting. Because of this, Zhang Jingmo doted on Lu Guijiu a lot back then.

Unfortunately, who knows how he grew crooked later on. The cute doll turned into a disciple that rebelled against his master...

Lu Guijiu also noticed Zhang Jingmo slowly descending from the sky. He hurriedly put down the towel in his hands and called out in a childish voice: "Master."

Zhang Jingmo looked at Lu Guijiu, his eyes a bit complex, but he quickly adjusted his mood and lightly asked: "Have you been cultivating diligently recently?"

Lu Guijiu nodded like a little chick pecking rice. He said: "Guijiu has been cultivating well."

Zhang Jingmo didn't say much more. He directly bent down and picked up Lu Guijiu.

Since entering the sect, Lu Guijiu had never been this close with Zhang Jingmo. For a moment, he seemed a bit flustered. He stiffened his body, allowing Zhang Jingmo's fingers to pinch all over him.

Of course, Zhang Jingmo definitely wasn't a pervert taking advantage of a child. He was merely checking Lu Guijiu's meridians.

After so many years, experiencing so many things, upon approaching Lu Guijiu again, Zhang Jingmo still couldn't help but sigh at the baby-faced child in front of him: Heaven-defying.

Three months, to a cultivator was but the snap of a finger. Zhang Jingmo originally just wanted to use the Water Extension Scripture to temper Lu Guijiu's temperament a bit. He never expected this four-year-old child to master in just three months this strange book that took Zhang Jingmo several years of research to comprehend.

If Zhang Jingmo had not already detected the gentle spiritual energy of the Water Extension Scripture in Lu Guijiu's meridians, he probably would never believe such a thing could happen.

Lu Guijiu's ten absolute spiritual roots were indeed rare, but he also had a big problem. When cultivating techniques suited for the ten absolute spiritual roots, the more advanced, the greater the damage to the body.

Back then, when Lu Guijiu discovered this problem, he was already a great master. Thus, he had no choice but to go to some extremely dangerous places to gather spiritual medicines and herbs to refine pills for nourishing his life.

But now, since Zhang Jingmo had already decided to let Lu Guijiu walk the path to the peak again, he would pave a smooth great road for him. He wanted to see, to what extent could the monster before his eyes reach.

The unique spiritual water energy of the "Water Extension Scripture" can form protection within the meridians. The longer one cultivates, the less likely the meridians will be damaged. At Lu Guijiu's young age of four, if he continues to cultivate, and later cultivates the special techniques belonging to the Ten Absolute Spiritual Roots, he will no longer have to worry about injuring his body.

After confirming that Lu Guijiu had made such progress, Zhang Jingmo was momentarily at a loss for words.

After a moment of silence between master and disciple, Lu Guijiu, who was held in Zhang Jingmo's arms, softly and cautiously asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Zhang Jingmo said, "It's nothing." As he spoke, he put Lu Guijiu down.

Lu Guijiu lowered his head and gently bit his lower lip.

Zhang Jingmo asked, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

Lu Guijiu said, "There are some characters... that I don't recognize."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingmo was stunned. He remembered that three months ago, Lu Guijiu had mentioned this issue, and he had promised Lu Guijiu to teach him to read every morning.

However, after returning, he began refining pills and momentarily forgot about this matter... It was indeed his fault.

Zhang Jingmo said, "For the past three months, your master has been refining pills. Now that the pills are ready, you can come to me every morning as I told you."

Lu Guijiu nodded.

Zhang Jingmo remembered something else and said, "It's a bit far for you to come here from where you live every day. Guijiu, do you want to ride a crane to find me every day, or move to my residence?"

In the Lingxu Sect, disciples and masters live separately unless they have an extremely good relationship. There are not many masters like Zhang Jingmo who would invite their disciples to live together in their cave abode after only three months.

Lu Guijiu hardly needed to think and immediately said, "I want to live together with Master."

Zhang Jingmo nodded. Since he had already made the decision, he would not have too many unnecessary concerns. After all, it was just living life again.

Zhang Jingmo instructed the attending young disciples to move Lu Guijiu's belongings to his cave abode.

In fact, Lu Guijiu only brought a few sets of clothes and some travel expenses that were useless on the mountain.

As for Lu Guijiu, Zhang Jingmo personally carried him over. In his previous life, he didn't really get close to Lu Guijiu. Firstly, he didn't like children, and secondly, he wanted to maintain his dignity as a master. Now that he thought about it, since everything would eventually turn to dust, he might as well follow his heart.

The child's flesh was soft and comfortable to hold. Lu Guijiu obediently lay on Zhang Jingmo's shoulder without moving.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingmo's heart suddenly moved, and he asked, "Guijiu, are you afraid of heights?"

Lu Guijiu pursed his lips and felt awkward for a while, but in the end, he still vaguely mumbled a sound of agreement.

Zhang Jingmo had never thought that Lu Guijiu would be afraid of heights. At least in front of him before, Lu Guijiu had never shown it. Before betraying Zhang Jingmo, he had always been a perfect disciple.

When they arrived at the cave abode, Zhang Jingmo put Lu Guijiu down and took out a bottle of pills from his pocket, telling Lu Guijiu to take one every day.

Lu Guijiu didn't ask what the pills were for and just held them tightly in his hand.

Zhang Jingmo reached out and stroked Lu Guijiu's soft hair, saying, "First familiarize yourself with the cave abode. If there's anything you don't understand, come and ask me directly."

Lu Guijiu nodded and called out "Master" again.

Zhang Jingmo sighed. After all, the word "father" was in the title of "master". If Lu Guijiu hadn't taken that path back then, there probably wouldn't be a present-day him...

After Zhang Jingmo's pills were ready, he went directly to find Lu Guijiu. At this time, his exhausted body also exuded a sense of fatigue after returning to the cave abode. He called the young disciples in the cave abode to settle Lu Guijiu in, while he went to rest first.

Lu Guijiu watched Zhang Jingmo's departing figure and gently bit his lower lip. He liked his master so much. He liked his master's appearance, the elegant scent on his master's body, his master's subtle expressions, and even more, he liked it when his master held him...

The attending young disciple called out several times before bringing Lu Guijiu back to his senses. He glanced again in the direction where Zhang Jingmo had left, and only then did he reluctantly follow the young disciple away.