Mundane Saint

Chapter 56 – Supreme Elder

Wu Rong noticed the change in Zhu Ling's expression and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Good, at least this seventh-grade pill can temporarily quell the temper of this rather irritable sect leader.

Zhu Ling took a deep breath, barely suppressing the turbulent waves in his heart, and said with a stern face, "Alright, Wu Rong, this time I'll let your grandson off the hook, but I hope this doesn't happen again! Hmph!"

"But as for this pill..."

His gaze lingered on the jade bottle in Wu Rong's hand, the fragrance of the pill, the sheen, and the patterns on it...

Damn, I really want it.

Seeing the green light in Zhu Ling's eyes, Wu Rong knew all too well that the sect leader had his eyes on the seventh-grade pill in his hand.

However, he didn't want to give it away.

"Sect Leader, there's another matter that requires your decision..."

Wu Rong spoke in time, causing the greed in Zhu Ling's eyes to dissipate a bit. He cleared his throat and said with authority, "What is it?"

"The disciple of that senior wants to explore the 'Thousand Sword Hunting Grounds'."

Zhu Ling's expression instantly became solemn.

The Thousand Sword Hunting Grounds? That's the most precious training ground of the Nianling Sect. Ever since the Nianling Sect claimed it as their own, no outsider has ever been allowed in, not even the sect's less talented disciples, let alone someone else's disciple.

Zhu Ling's face gradually tightened, and he spoke with a hint of regret, "Sigh, this request is difficult to fulfill. Although our Nianling Sect cannot afford to offend such an existence, to allow an outsider into our most secret place..."

Wu Rong smiled mysteriously and whispered, "That senior is willing to pay a price to let his disciple enter."

"Moreover, he wants you to visit him personally to discuss it."

"...It's not impossible!"

Zhu Ling's face instantly lit up with joy.

Thinking about how that senior could casually give away seventh-grade pills as if they were candies, how much would he be willing to offer to let his disciple enter the Thousand Sword Hunting Grounds?

Eighth-grade pills? Heavenly-grade treasures?

At this thought, Zhu Ling's heart pounded wildly!

His breathing quickened a bit, but he feigned calmness and said, "However, I still need to discuss this with the First Elder and the Second Elder... Wu Rong, do not tell anyone about this matter yet!"

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With that, he turned to leave.

Wu Rong hurriedly stopped him.

"Sect Leader..."

His demeanor was very solemn, "Sect Leader, that senior is living incognito among the common folk. By asking you to visit, he clearly doesn't want to make a fuss. You know, these Hidden World Masters have rather... peculiar tempers."

"It's best not to let a third person know about this. Otherwise, if the news leaks and something goes wrong, our sect could be in danger..."

Regardless of why Mr. Gu opened a Medicine Hall in Cloud Spirit City and treated mortals, since he wants to do so, it's best to let him continue without disturbance. Otherwise, if his peace is disrupted, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling's expression immediately became serious.

As the leader of a sect, how could he not understand the implications of Wu Rong's words?

He immediately said, "I know what to do, Third Elder, rest assured."

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Watching his departing figure, Wu Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah, that was really stressful, almost suffocated me!"

Wu Rong wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but sigh.

The aura Zhu Ling exuded just now had been pressing on Wu Rong all along. After all, he was here to hold someone accountable, and if he didn't put on a proper show, wouldn't he lose the dignity of a sect leader?

But in the end, he managed to save his grandson's life.

Sect rules are no trifling matter.

"However, this time I really owe it to Mr. Gu. If not for his generosity, this matter would have been a huge problem..." Wu Rong shook his head and turned to head to the sect's Medicine Hall to check on his severely injured, troublesome grandson.

On the other side, after Zhu Ling hurriedly left, he didn't immediately go to Cloud Spirit City to find the Hidden World Master.

Instead, he went straight to the main hall of the Nianling Sect, then descended all the way down to the deepest chamber.

He opened the stone door.

Inside the chamber, a young man in white, as pure as snow, with delicate features, was sitting cross-legged on a mat, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly in a state of cultivation.

Upon hearing the sound, the man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a faint smile.

"Supreme Elder, Sect Leader Zhu Ling pays his respects."

Zhu Ling bowed slowly to the young man, his attitude extremely respectful.

The young man raised his hand slightly and said, "What brings you to see me?"

"This is what happened..."

Zhu Ling recounted everything Wu Rong had told him in detail.

The more he listened, the sharper the Supreme Elder's gaze became. When Zhu Ling finished, he snorted coldly, "Hmph, that Wu Rong's grandson is truly a troublemaker. He got lucky this time, but if he doesn't learn his lesson, it's better to get rid of him early."

Zhu Ling said bitterly, "You're right."

"Wu Rong's handling of the situation was quite prudent. This matter should not be taken lightly. If handled properly, it could be a great opportunity for our Nianling Sect!"

The Supreme Elder squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then said, "You should proceed in this way. Don't rush to meet Mr. Gu, or it will make our Nianling Sect seem inexperienced and narrow-minded. Let him know that we have given deep thought to allowing his disciple into the Thousand Sword Hunting Grounds!"

"Wait three or four days before going!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling immediately understood and bowed, "Thank you, Supreme Elder, for your guidance. I understand."

Although Wu Rong had told him that the matter of the Hidden World Master in Cloud Spirit City must not be disclosed to others, such a significant matter could not be hidden from the strongest person in the Nianling Sect, the Supreme Elder, who was half a step into the Tribulation Crossing stage!

If it were kept secret, the consequences would be unimaginable!

He had seen the Supreme Elder angry before.

The Supreme Elder of the Nianling Sect had always been alive and had attempted to break through to the Tribulation Crossing stage more than once, but had always failed.

In fact, three mere Body Fusion stage cultivators could not possibly maintain the Nianling Sect's dominance over thousands of miles. The Supreme Elder was the main pillar that made it all possible!

"This is actually what I wanted to discuss with you."

At this moment, the Supreme Elder's expression also became extremely serious. He slowly sat up straight and said, "I am preparing to attempt the Tribulation Crossing stage again soon. Originally, I thought there was little chance of success, but now, there is an opportunity!"

"Since that senior can casually give Wu Rong a seventh-grade pill..."

"Exchanging an eighth-grade pill for his disciple's entry into the Thousand Sword Hunting Grounds is definitely not a problem!"

"Since I cannot appear personally, this matter must be handled by you."

By the end, the Supreme Elder's eyes were filled with intense sword intent, as if a single glance could pierce through Zhu Ling.

"If this matter is not accomplished, not only you... but the Nianling Sect may also decline."

He sighed, as if a heavy burden was pressing on him.

Zhu Ling, however, was somewhat puzzled. Before he could ask the reason, the Supreme Elder looked at the stone wall and lamented, "The sect leader of the Wasteland Sword Sect just entered the Tribulation Crossing stage yesterday!"