At the entrance of Mystical Dragon Mountain, Goudan was anxiously waiting. He was eager for the impending life at the Heaven Mystical Sect.

"I wonder how Erdan is doing over there. With his talents, he must be far beyond me. When the time comes, I can rely on him, so I don't have to start from scratch in the Heaven Mystical Sect!"

Master Mystical Dragon flew to Goudan's side on his blood sword, patted Goudan on the shoulder with a kind smile, and said with satisfaction, "Finally, you have reached the sixth level before the age of twenty. The Mystical Dragon Sect is proud of you!"

Goudan was thrilled inside, "Thank you for the compliment, Sect Master!"

Suddenly, a golden light rose from Yandang Mountain.

Goudan looked in surprise, quickly thinking, but couldn't connect who in the sect might also be close to the sixth level.

However, Master Mystical Dragon looked pleasantly surprised and laughed, "Blessed by the heavens, today is a day of double happiness! Let's go see who has brought us another surprise."

Master Mystical Dragon picked up Goudan and turned into a blood light that shot directly toward the Heaven-Reaching Stone. As they gently landed in front of the Heaven-Reaching Stone, Goudan's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"Big Head... Shu Han!"

Shu Han removed his hand from the Heaven-Reaching Stone and slightly bowed to Master Mystical Dragon. Master Mystical Dragon saw Shu Han, and his full-face smile instantly disappeared.

"It's you..."

"Disciple Shu Han greets you, Sect Master. Today, my cultivation has made a small achievement. I thought I would try the Heaven-Reaching Stone, and I didn't expect to luckily reach the sixth level. Sect Master, do you think I can go to the Heaven Mystical Sect with Shu Sheng?"

Goudan was overjoyed. He never expected that Shu Han had also broken through to the sixth level. It seemed that his years of seclusion in the valley had been quite effective. Even his five spiritual roots had caught up with him. Now the three brothers of Shu Village could reunite in the Heaven Mystical Sect! However, Master Mystical Dragon furrowed his brows.

"You want to go to the Heaven Mystical Sect? Did the Second Elder agree?"

Shu Han replied, "Sect Master, who among the disciples of the Mystical Dragon Sect doesn't want to go to Heaven Mystical Sect to show their potential? Ten years ago when I first entered the sect, I set Heaven Mystical Sect as my goal, working diligently day and night. With the generous help of my master's medicinal pills, I barely managed to break through to the sixth level. Although my talent is humble, I still long for the Heaven Mystical Sect."

With that, Shu Han's countenance fell into a desolate visage as he sighed, "However, upon hearing of this matter, my master, for reasons unknown to me, was filled with indignant fury, refusing to allow my journey to the Heaven Mystical Sect. I believe his decision to be shortsighted. Following the path of the immortals in Heaven Mystical Sect is the rightful course. In the future, as my cultivation deepens, I am bound to better repay my master's kindness. Yet, his wrath remained unquelled. He berated me and dismissed me from his tutelage, declaring he no longer cared for my life or death..."

"Indifferent to your life or death?"

Master Mystical Dragon let out a hearty laugh, clapping Shu Han's shoulder in comfort, "Your master is notorious for his harsh tongue and soft heart. Yet, your intentions are valid. Even if he has disowned you as his disciple, remember that you will always be his student. Once you've achieved cultivation in Heaven Mystical Sect, do not forget to repay the kindness of your master. Understood?"

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Overjoyed, Shu Han inquired, "So, Sect Master, you are willing to send me to Heaven Mystical Sect?"

"Of course. The more, the merrier!"

Consequently, Shu Han found himself the guest of honor at the Mystical Dragon Sect's grand farewell ceremony.

The two senior elders led all the disciples in a joyous send-off at the foot of the mountain. The younger generation of recruits regarded Shu Han and Goudan as paragons.

The Third Elder, despite his visible cheer, harbored confusion. He pondered how the lad with the unremarkable five spiritual roots he had once assessed could meet the requirements. It seemed inconceivable.

Soon, he shrugged it off, "Who cares? It must be the Second Elder who lavished him with special treatment, undoubtedly nurturing him with copious spirit herbs. Old fool, nurturing even a five spiritual root. It seems the advantage is ours, old fellows!"

Master Mystical Dragon expanded the crimson sword with magic, beckoning Goudan and Shu Han to mount. Upon boarding, they soared toward the heavens at a breathtaking speed. Yandang Mountain shrank from their view until it disappeared amidst a sea of clouds.

In the obscurity of the clouds, Goudan couldn't help but exclaim, "Sect Master, will we be capable of such flight in the future?"

"Of course. Heaven Mystical Sect is a splendid place. Sword flight is merely the simplest skill."

Shocked, Shu Han inquired, "Sect Master! My mentor once said that cultivators in the Foundation Establishment phase can craft their own magic treasures. I'm exceedingly curious; is this flying sword your magic treasure, Sect Master? I've heard it was with this sword that you vanquished three thousand members of the seven major sects!"

Master Mystical Dragon glanced sidelong at Shu Han, causing a tightening sensation in the latter's chest.

"This sword, Blood Soul, is indeed my magic treasure. As for its power, the might you witnessed in the forbidden land was merely the tip of the iceberg. It was fortunate that the Heavenly Quadrant Sword Formation appeared in time, else I would have regretfully slain a promising seedling!"

Goudan was left puzzled by these words.

Instead of pursuing the conversation, Shu Han responded with a smile, "I heard that a magic treasure is linked to a cultivator's life force. Shared glory, shared damage. Is that the case, Sect Master?"

"Ha-ha! You're quite knowledgeable, young man. The Second Elder has taught you well. However, damaging my Blood Soul Sword isn't a simple task. This treasure was forged from a solid piece of Blood Sun Demon Gold. I've nourished it within my body for over fifty years; it's indestructible."

Shu Han persisted, "Magic treasures must adapt to one's technique. My master mentioned that Mystical Dragon Triple Rotation Divine Art is an uncommon technique in this world, not only potent in magic power! Above the Foundation Establishment stage, there are even enigmatic spells. Could you explain the power of this divine technique after the Foundation Establishment stage, Sect Master? It would give us something to look forward to."

"He praised it that much?" Master Mystical Dragon's mood elevated, "Speaking of this divine technique, the most potent spell during the Foundation Establishment stage involves the use of a magic treasure..."

Suddenly, Master Mystical Dragon felt something was amiss. It seemed that Shu Han, instead of complimenting, was fishing for information. His tone darkened. "Young man, are you coaxing information out of me?"

Shu Han's brows furrowed. Had this old man detected his concealed killing intent?

"I wouldn't dare, Sect Master! I was merely admiring your formidable cultivation and couldn't help but inquire out of curiosity."

"Good that you dare not!"

Master Mystical Dragon didn't think much of it. After all, in his eyes, anyone at the Qi Refining stage was merely an ant, incapable of stirring up a significant storm. However, he recalled a dual spiritual root disciple from five years ago who, during a forbidden land trial, had used a powerful talisman that startled him.

That talisman, upon reflection, could only have come from the Second Elder, who had a close relationship with this young man. Surely, it must have been a gift from the youngster.

As the favored disciple of the Second Elder, protected once by the Heavenly Quadrant Sword Formation, Shu Han was likely in possession of protective treasures given by the Second Elder. He couldn't treat this young man as an ordinary disciple. He needed to be cautious. Although the youth couldn't pose a threat to him, being bitten out of desperation would still be quite uncomfortable. Thus, Master Mystical Dragon fell silent, guiding the sword swiftly through the cloud layer.

Within the cloud cover, with no sense of direction, Goudan assumed they were en route to the Heaven Mystical Sect, his dream destination. Little did he know that the flying sword had already reversed its course, returning to Mystical Dragon Sect.