Incredible Insight: Cultivating Immortality at Eight, Astonishing Zhang Sanfeng

At this moment, it was abundantly clear.

His eldest disciple, Song Yuanqiao, was on the verge of achieving the Master realm. He just needed the right opportunity to successfully break through.

The most talented among them, the fifth disciple Zhang Cuishan, had reached the peak of the Innate realm.

Even the youngest, seventh disciple Mo Shenggu, had attained the Innate realm.

The other disciples had also made considerable progress, much more than he had expected. Everyone achieving small breakthroughs.

Zhang Sanfeng knew the talents of his disciples better than anyone else. Based on their individual abilities, achieving such rapid progress could be explained through moments of enlightenment for one or two of them. However, for all seven disciples to make such progress simultaneously was beyond comprehension.

“Could it be that they’ve encountered some extraordinary opportunities while I was in seclusion?” Zhang Sanfeng wondered.

Seeing the surprise in Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes, the Seven Heroes felt encouraged. Their master’s approval was the greatest encouragement they could receive.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and asked, “Has something remarkable happened at the Divine Sword Villa recently?”

He had completely forgotten about the frustrations and hardships of his recent unsuccessful seclusion. The progress his disciples had made brought a smile to his face.

Song Yuanqiao was about to respond, but Mo Shenggu spoke up with a mischievous grin, “Senior brother, why don’t you tell our master the whole story directly? It saves him from guessing.”

Mo Shenggu was quite anxious and wanted to see Zhang Sanfeng’s reaction.

This piqued Zhang Sanfeng’s curiosity even more. Song Yuanqiao cast a disapproving glance at Mo Shenggu, then respectfully took out a secret manual from his robe.

Zhang Sanfeng’s surprise deepened as he received the manual. He was puzzled by the name on the cover, “Yin-Yang Infinite Technique? Why does it sound so similar to the Pure Yang Infinite Technique?”

He murmured this thought and began to read.

The Wudang Seven Heroes observed their master closely, curious about his reaction.

Initially, Zhang Sanfeng seemed calm. But as he continued reading, his demeanor changed. He grew increasingly serious, losing his composure the more he read; his eyes showing his astonishment. He even began muttering to himself.

“So, this is it. Pure Yang is too extreme, excessively rigid and easily broken. The true path lies in the harmony of Yin and Yang. Despite years of practicing the Tai Chi, I never realized …” Zhang Sanfeng shook his head in amazement.

His profound level of cultivation allowed him to grasp the essence of this technique better than his disciples. Witnessing such emotional fluctuations in their master, which were a rare occurrence, the Seven Heroes couldn’t help but smirk inwardly.

Mo Shenggu: Successful!

Zhang Sanfeng slowly stood up and turned his back to them, appearing to be meticulously studying the manual. In reality, he was concealing his shock. Where the Seven Heroes couldn’t see, Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes revealed his astonishment. His eyebrows and beard quivered uncontrollably.

He was truly amazed!

The Pure Yang Infinite Technique was the culmination of his lifelong study. It was a combination of one-third of the Nine Yang Divine Technique, along with his own creation, the Supreme Yang Divine Technique. He had confidence that even when facing the complete Nine Yang Divine Technique, he wouldn’t be inferior.

But now …

This Yin-Yang Infinite Technique made him feel like he was reaching for something unattainable.

Easy to know, hard to achieve.

He had attempted to integrate his Tai Chi principles into it, but it was extremely challenging. Perhaps after advancing to the realm of an Land Immortal he might have a chance.

Seeing their master’s trembling hands hidden behind him, the Seven Heroes knew that their master was truly shocked.

After a while, Zhang Sanfeng sighed, “It seems a master has visited Wudang. They’ve used the Pure Yang Infinite Technique as a foundation to create this extraordinary Yin-Yang Infinite Technique, which I cannot match. I would love to meet this master …”

“With this Yin-Yang Infinite Technique as a foundation, my path becomes closer to reaching the Land Immortal realm. There’s hope!”

This time, it was the Seven Heroes’ turn to be astonished. They had never expected their master to give such a high evaluation. It surpassed their wildest imaginations.

But soon, their expressions turned strange.

Zhang Sanfeng continued regretfully, “Could it be that this master is no longer at Wudang?”

Song Yuanqiao hesitated, then said, “No, master. The one who created this technique is none other than our junior brother, your disciple, Ning Changge.”

As the words sank in, Zhang Sanfeng was left dumbfounded.

There was only one thought in his mind: “How is that possible?!”

…

A moment later, Zhang Sanfeng managed to overcome his astonishment. To him, creating a profound skill like the Yin-Yang Infinite Technique was a feat only a Land Immortal could achieve.

And yet, he was told that it was created by his own disciple, Ning Changge. While he knew that Ning Changge was an extraordinary talent, even a dragon among men, this revelation seemed beyond the realm of reason.

It was as if he could still hear Ning Changge’s words from a year ago asking about immortality. After those words, Ning Changge had moved into the scripture chamber, dedicating himself to the pursuit of knowledge, enduring solitude that would have driven an ordinary person mad.

Song Yuanqiao, in a respectful tone, interrupted Zhang Sanfeng’s thoughts, “Master, with Ning Changge’s extraordinary talent, we must not allow him to waste his time in the scripture chamber. If he dedicates himself to martial cultivation, he is destined to become a legendary figure in the martial world. Instead of chasing an elusive path to immortality, he should focus on martial arts. Master, we implore you to make a decision! Only you can persuade Ning Changge to change his course.”

The Seven Heroes of Wudang looked at Zhang Sanfeng, their hearts filled with worry. The pursuit of immortality was elusive, and they feared that Ning Changge might squander his time, leaving him with a lifetime of regret.

Zhang Sanfeng found himself in a dilemma. His usual teaching philosophy was to tailor instruction to each disciple’s preferences and aptitude, never forcing them down a particular path. He believed that his disciples should choose their own martial arts journey.

But now, he was wavering.

Ning Changge wanted to find a way to live forever. Even though he thought it was impossible in his heart, he strongly supported it. He only had one requirement: he couldn’t abandon martial arts.

The world was perilous, and only with martial arts by your side can you feel at ease.

But now, he was unsure.

“As Song Yuanqiao mentioned, with Changge’s talent, if he dedicates himself to martial arts, he could potentially reach the Land Immortal realm and even surpass other Land Immortals, becoming a martial legend. Chasing the path of immortality, which seems unrealistic, would indeed be a waste of time …”

Various thoughts swirled in Zhang Sanfeng’s mind. He questioned himself on whether he should actively intervene in his junior disciple’s choices.

He was at war with heaven and man.

However, a moment later, Zhang Sanfeng’s face revealed a bitter smile of self-ridicule.

“Zhang Sanfeng, Zhang Sanfeng, you are truly conflicted.”