Tenth-Grade Foundation Establishment Part 2

Under Zhang Jingmo's tutelage, another disciple with a ninth-grade Foundation had emerged. This was a big deal for Lingxu Sect.

The other elders, seeing Lu Guijiu's situation, also showed surprised expressions. Looking at Zhang Jingmo's wobbling appearance, they didn't know what method he had used to produce two disciples with ninth-grade Foundations. But seeing his heavily injured state, they feared his hard work would only end up benefiting others...

The sect master just wanted to say that Zhang Jingmo was muddled, but with Lu Guijiu present, he couldn't say much. He just furrowed his brows with a hint of regret.

Yu Fen was not as restrained as the sect master. He blurted out, "Oh, you're still alive. I thought the next time I saw you would be when I was helping to collect your corpse."

Zhang Jingmo had no way to deal with this good friend of his, so he could only deliberately cough a few times, putting on a weak appearance, and said, "Yu Fen, I had no choice either..."

Yu Fen snorted and surprisingly did not say more.

Lu Guijiu had long heard Zhang Jingmo's instructions. Seeing Zhang Jingmo panting continuously, he stepped forward and supported Zhang Jingmo with one hand, cooperating very well and putting on an indignant appearance. He said, "Master, wait until Guijiu becomes stronger, I will definitely avenge you."

Zhang Jingmo said, "Guijiu, your master can only rely on you..." As soon as this master and disciple pair started acting, they quickly entered their roles. Their eyes, their expressions, were all vivid and lifelike, almost making Yu Fen, who was watching from the side, tear up.

Originally, the sect master was planning to have a detailed talk with Zhang Jingmo, but seeing his weak appearance as if he could collapse at any time, it was not good to speak directly. He only said, "You should go back to your residence and rest well. I will come to find you in a couple of days."

Zhang Jingmo nodded, then was supported by Lu Guijiu as they left.

After the two left, Yu Fen also followed. The sect master stood in place, and the sympathetic look on his face gradually faded away.

"Sect Master, Zhang Jingmo is already in this state. What do you think about that matter?" After the other elders left, the remaining elder with the surname Gong suddenly asked.

The sect master's face was expressionless. "Qingyuan's disciple has a ninth-grade Foundation. What grade is your disciple's?"

The elder's face alternated between green and red. After a moment, he became angry from shame and said, "So you mean you don't agree?"

The sect master coldly said, "What's the use of me agreeing? I'm not the one who got the first place token."

The elder sneered a few times. "I don't need you to do anything for me. As long as you don't interfere, that's enough."

The sect master scoffed. "Gong Cheng, I see you've also almost lost your mind over your disciple."

The elder said, "Even without my disciple, who doesn't want the weapon made from the first place token? Gong Jiguang is just a stubborn old man who can't be reasoned with... I can't be bothered to talk to him either."

The sect master said indifferently, "I'm also a stubborn old man now, and you can't reason with me either. Go talk to Qingyuan. Maybe you can reason with him." After saying that, he left with a sweep of his sleeve, clearly unwilling to say more at this time.

The elder named Gong Cheng was still unwilling to give up. He gritted his teeth for a long time in the direction Zhang Jingmo had left.

Zhang Jingmo's return to his residence was a big deal.

In just a moment, the news had spread throughout Lingxu Sect, and at the same time, this news also quickly reached Kuchan Valley.

Hearing this news, Tianwan showed an expression of utter shock. Zhang Jingmo was still alive? How could he still be alive? Tianlu was now in seclusion, so she had no one to ask. For a while, she was extremely angry and vented her anger on the disciples under her.

Tianfeng's death was a huge blow to Tianwan. When she discovered that Tianlu was not too heartbroken over Tianfeng's death, the gap that already existed between the two grew even larger. Tianwan had also thought about Zhang Jingmo, but she had always believed that Zhang Jingmo was already dead. She never imagined that it would be true, just as Tianlu said, that Zhang Jingmo was still alive. Not only was he alive, but he had also cultivated another disciple with a ninth-grade Foundation.

Upon hearing the news, Tianwan was furious and destroyed her cave abode. She coldly ordered, "In Kuchan Valley, there will be a great reward for anyone who takes Zhang Jingmo's life."

The disciples tremblingly accepted the order. Seeing the disciples leave, Tianwan turned around and picked up Tianfeng's memorial tablet, sobbing, "My poor brother, your older brother doesn't love you, so let your sister avenge you... If you're not doing well over there, be sure to tell your sister..."

Since Zhang Jingmo dared to come back, he was prepared to face the wrath of Tianwan and Tianlu. Moreover, he knew that Tianlu would not leave Kuchan Valley for hundreds of years during this seclusion, and a Golden Core stage Tianwan was not a threat to him.

Returning to the cave abode and dismissing the Daoist attendants, Zhang Jingmo dropped his weak appearance. He said, "Guijiu, in a few days, come with me to find Shuying."

Lu Guijiu could only agree.

Zhang Jingmo calculated the time and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the sword that Gong Jiguang is forging for you should be ready soon."

Lu Guijiu nodded upon hearing this.

The master and disciple had only spoken a few words when Yu Fen came to visit. This time, he didn't bring any alcohol and still had the unhappy look from when they met at the mountain gate. After knocking on the door, he entered the room.

At this time, Zhang Jingmo was half-reclining on the couch, once again appearing weak. He said, "Yu Fen, long time no see."

Yu Fen spat and cursed, "Zhang Jingmo, you fool, not valuing your own life? Who is Lu Guijiu to you? Is he your own son? You dote on him so much that you're willing to risk your own life?" He didn't care that Lu Guijiu was present and started cursing right away.

Hearing this, Lu Guijiu wasn't angry. He immediately recalled the image of Zhang Jingmo severing his own four limbs with a sword. His cheeks twitched, obviously suppressing strong emotions.

Zhang Jingmo helplessly said, "We haven't seen each other for decades. When did you become so fierce?"

Yu Fen angrily said, "What's wrong with me being fierce? It's better than becoming stupid." Before meeting Lu Guijiu, this Daoist friend had always been cold and aloof, doing everything with extreme restraint. Now with this disciple, although there was more liveliness, his brain seemed to have turned foolish.

Zhang Jingmo sighed, "Since you've reminded me, I've thought of something..."

Yu Fen angrily asked, "What?"

Zhang Jingmo said, "Do you remember... a hundred years ago, we made a bet?"

Yu Fen was speechless. With Zhang Jingmo's reminder, he immediately recalled the contents of the bet.

The bet stipulated that if Lu Guijiu established his foundation within a hundred years, Yu Fen would have to stay within Lingxu Sect for a hundred years without taking a single step out... He had thought about getting a Molten Fire Pill, but it turned out that Zhang Jingmo had dug a pit for him to jump into.

Zhang Jingmo smiled, "I believe Elder Yu won't go back on his word..."

Yu Fen's expression twisted. He said, "It's fortunate that you still remember this matter at this time."

Zhang Jingmo looked at Yu Fen's lively expression, his smile becoming gentler. He took out a medicinal pill from his bosom and placed it in front of Yu Fen. "Take it."

Yu Fen was stunned for a moment but quickly recognized that this was the Molten Fire Pill in Zhang Jingmo's hand.

Yu Fen said, "What do you mean by this?"

Zhang Jingmo said, "If you acknowledge me as a friend, then accept it." As he spoke, there was a hint of weariness between his brows. "I have no hope of breaking through. At this time, it would be too wasteful for my disciple to use this pill. Haven't you been looking for an opportunity to break through? This Molten Fire Pill is for you."

Yu Fen was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the medicinal pill with trembling hands without refusing further. Without saying a word, he got up and walked out.

After Yu Fen had gone far, Lu Guijiu softly asked, "Master... if Senior Brother Yu finds out about your matter in the future..."

Zhang Jingmo nonchalantly said, "Without destruction, there can be no establishment. People need to be pushed to make progress."

Seeing Zhang Jingmo's calm expression, Lu Guijiu sighed inwardly, silently praying that he would never be treated like this by his master in the future, or he would go crazy sooner or later.

However, Zhang Jingmo was unaware of Lu Guijiu's thoughts. He pondered, "I wonder what the sword Gong Jiguang forged for you looks like... Hmm, let's go ask in a few days."