Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 406: A Trace of Regret

"What? You know? What does collecting countless methods mean?" Yang Tian furrowed his brows.

David immediately explained, "The Bright Moon Venerable was the most learned sovereign among scattered immortals in the Middle Ages. The place where he lived would attract a large number of powerful God-level individuals every hundred years! A hundred years ago, I was lucky enough to witness that period, but my strength was still weak at the time, so I gained nothing."

As he spoke, David couldn’t help but show a trace of regret.

But Yang Tian suddenly laughed enthusiastically.

The most learned and countless methods?

Isn’t this precisely what’s needed for the Avatar Deduction Method?

"Master, do you really want to go?"

After Yang Tian expressed his intention to visit the ruins of the immortals, Ma Yu couldn’t help but ask.

"What? Is that not allowed?" Yang Tian furrowed his brows.

He knew Ma Yu rarely doubted his decisions because he reveres him as a teacher. Why would Ma Yu change his attitude today?

Ma Yu quickly shook his head and replied, "Of course not. It’s just that the old lady gave me a mission."

"A mission? What mission?" Yang Tian was immediately curious.

Wasn’t the old lady his mother, Su Lingyun?

What kind of task could his mother give Ma Yu and Ren Yuan?

Seeing Ma Yu and Ren Yuan exchanging glances, Yang Tian turned to find Yang Yan beside him.

Yang Yan hesitated briefly before saying, "That old lady hopes you will marry your master sooner. She said... she said she’s waiting for her grandson."

Dizzy!

This is exactly my mother’s style!

Hearing this, Yang Tian couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat.

Ji Yanran, standing nearby, blushed upon hearing Ma Yu’s words.

But she quickly spoke softly, "Yang Tian, I... I’ve said before, as long as you remember me, that’s enough. I know that if you want to go, it must be very important to you!"

"Thank you!"

Yang Tian gently stroked Yan Yanran’s hair and smiled, "Don’t worry, I’ll come back!"

Hearing Yang Tian’s words, Ma Yu and Ren Yuan pursed their lips. The two did not mention Yang’s mission at all.

But David immediately spoke excitedly, "Master, when do we leave?"

"Leave?"

Yang Tian smiled lightly and said, "You’ll stay here in the Yang Family!"

"Stay... stay in the Yang Family?"

When David heard this, he wanted to ask why.

But as he opened his mouth, he quickly swallowed his question.

After all, he was now following Yang Tian’s ideas, and he didn’t dare to defy anything.

However, at this moment, a technique suddenly flashed in his mind, filling him with awe.

Yang Tian spoke softly, "Your strength is too insufficient. During the time I’ll be away, you must practice this skill diligently and strive to break through the realm of true miracles as soon as possible!"

"Suddenly... breakthrough into true miracles? True miracles!"

When David heard Yang Tian’s words, he was completely stunned. Although he wanted to say it was impossible, the technique described stirred a passion in his heart.

Because this method was far stronger than what the Werewolf Clan possessed.

"Master, what... what is this skill for?"

David couldn’t help but ask excitedly.

"Hm... Just call it ’Heavenly Magic Power!’"

Yang Tian said with a sly smile. This technique involved devouring evil spirits and memories—a unique spiritual cultivation method.

With this skill, David, a top practitioner in the Holy Rank, could remain in the Yang Family without issue. Not only could he watch over the manor, but he could also consult Ma Yu and Ren Yuan periodically, achieving multiple goals at once!

The reason it was called "Little Heavenly Palace" was because Yang Tian, playful at heart, decided to name it after his pet.

In any case, David, as a former werewolf, was already tasked with watching over the family and the manor.

Of course, David was unaware of Yang Tian’s peculiar sense of humor. When he heard the name "Little Heavenly God Skill" and its mystical description, he said excitedly, "Little Heavenly God Skill? What a great name! It suits our Werewolf Clan perfectly—far more powerful than what I’ve learned as the Wolf King."

At this point, David immediately looked at Yang Tian with excitement and asked, "Master, can I make this technique the ultimate miracle for the Wolf King?"

"Cough!"

Upon hearing David’s words, Yang Tian almost choked on his water. After regaining composure, he said with a restrained smile, "The technique’s laws can’t be easily passed down, but your direct descendants—if suitable—can learn it!"

After all, this was merely a method for cultivating spiritual pets. If applied consistently, who knows whether the werewolves might truly evolve into spiritual pets.

Yang Tian thought so.

Yet, he was unaware that his words would eventually create a werewolf legend, making the Werewolf Clan the strongest practitioners in the West.

All proceeded in order.

Yang Tian bid farewell to his parents once more and set out for the Three Immortals Ruins.

But little did he know that many Gods, even True Gods, who hadn’t emerged in years were surfacing due to the opening of these ruins.

The ancient Martial Arts Sect was one of the Qing Dynasty’s three major sects.

Deep within the forbidden region behind Qingxu Gate, a blue light suddenly appeared.

Brilliant green light flashed briefly, then pierced through Qingxu Gate, rushing straight into the heavens.

No matter their tasks, Qingxu Gate disciples who saw this scene immediately dropped everything and rushed to the forbidden zone behind the mountains, kneeling on the ground and shouting loudly:

"Welcome, Gate Master!"

"Haha, good! The gate has been closed for years, and you all have made remarkable progress."

A middle-aged man dressed in a blue robe emerged slowly from the mountains, his voice deep and authoritative.

When the Qingxu Gate elder leading the others saw him, he exclaimed, "Master, you...!"

"Touched the threshold of True God’s realm, look how young I seem. After all, the Three Immortals Relics will open again in a hundred years; we must advance further to seize greater benefits!"

The middle-aged man spoke softly, before suddenly glancing at the several figures kneeling behind the group of Qingxu disciples.

Because these people were markedly different from the Qingxu disciples—clearly not members of Qingxu Gate.

When the middle-aged man’s gaze fell on them, they immediately addressed him with appropriate servility and said, "Greetings to Sect Leader Zuo Zhenhai!"

"Who are you? Why have you arrived at Qing Guang Sect?"

Zuo Zhenhai asked coldly, his voice chilling.

One of the elders, dressed in robes, respectfully knelt to reply, "Replying to Sect Leader Zuo, I am the elder Deng Bingqiu of the Xuantian Sect. I come alongside other elders from Xuan Girl Sword Sect and the seven remaining sects! We are here to congratulate Sect Leader Zuo on your advancement."

"A half-step breakthrough—what’s there to congratulate? Why haven’t your leaders come on their own? Do they think little of my sect, the three gates of ours?" Zuo Zhenhai rebuffed coldly.

With this remark, Deng Bingqiu and the others quivered uncontrollably.

At this moment, a Qingxu Gate elder who had once spoken stepped forward and said, "Sect Leader, the leaders of the Seven Sects aren’t unwilling to come—they are unable to!"

"Unable to come? What does that mean?" Zuo Zhenhai asked skeptically.

The elder from Qingxu Gate took a deep breath and replied solemnly, "Not long ago, the leaders of the Seven Sects along with their respectful elders were completely destroyed by someone!"

"Destroyed? How could such a thing happen?"

Upon hearing this, even Zuo Zhenhai, leader of the Three Gates, appeared visibly surprised.

"Indeed! It is true. The ancestors and revered elders of the Seven Great Sects were all slain by a young man named Yang Tian, who specifically asks for Sect Leader Zuo’s presence in cultivating mastery!"

Deng Bingqiu and the elders of the Seven Major Sects knelt in unison.

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