There must be something wrong with me-Chapter 646 - 244: Legends of the Immortal Mountain and Divine Powers

'Zhang Feng? Brother Zhang?'

Steward Zhao's expression changed with clear delight, surprised that his 'elder brother' from the mundane world was really still alive!

'A few years ago, I went searching in Ling'an County for a long time; everyone said Brother Zhang had left the county ten years ago.

Given my brother's age, it sounded ominous...'

Steward Zhao pondered for a moment, then stepped forward, isolating the surroundings to prevent disturbances to nearby disciples, and asked the disciple who brought the news:

"Where did you hear this news from?"

He said, then asked urgently, "Where is my Brother Zhang now? Did you leave the Lifespan Extension Pill for him?"

"This..."

The disciple suddenly paused, wanting to say, 'How could I have the virtue or the capability to meet a true man in person?'

The Zhang Feng he knew about was indeed Master Zhang Feng of the main city.

But on closer thought.

He felt like his uncle didn't match up with the 'suspected true man' Zhang Feng?

Although his uncle was also very talented, the difference in their cultivation levels was significant.

And if that Master Zhang Feng was truly his uncle's friend.

At ninety years of age, reaching Nascent Soul in under a century?

Isn't that laughable?

But he was a little unsure, as Zhang Feng shared the same name as the master, and it was rumored that this master also appeared elderly.

Thus, he hesitated for a while, but eventually revealed the slightly strange matter, "Uncle, the Zhang Feng I know is... a true man!"

"Naturally a true man!" Steward Zhao frowned upon hearing this, displeased: "Could my brother be a fake?"

"No..." Seeing his uncle angry, the disciple knew he was misunderstood and quickly explained,

"Uncle! I wouldn't dare make fun of Senior Zhang; rather..."

He spoke, looking into the distance toward the main peak of the Profound Cloud Sect, "Zhang Feng is a true man! A Nascent Soul true man!"

"What? A true man?" Steward Zhao finally understood, realizing the disciple wasn't joking about his brother.

But he quickly sighed, waved his hand, and said, "After traveling for years and being weather-beaten, return to the mountain peak and rest early."

"Yes!" The disciple didn't further explain, knowing that Steward Zhao didn't believe him.

Upon hearing the name Zhang Feng, he still mentioned the matter.

The disciple left with this.

Steward Zhao sighed deeply in his heart, gazing distantly toward his hometown,

'Brother, I don't know where you are now...'

Currently, Zhang Feng has truly become a Golden Core knot in Steward Zhao's mind.

According to Zhang Feng's emotions and desires, more specifically, it was about 'brotherly affection'.

Especially as Steward Zhao was also a person who placed high value on emotions.

He still vividly remembers that Brother Zhang was his childhood playmate.

What they played at that time, for him now, were just games for ordinary children.

Mainly catching fish in a muddy pond, kneading mud in a pit after rain.

It seemed childish, but at that time, it was truly joyful.

And after they grew up, he also worked in the same rice shop with Zhang Feng; the two helped each other.

The deep bond formed over time made them seem like blood-related brothers, even though they weren't.

And since Zhang Feng was a year older than him, he naturally called him elder brother.

Steward Zhao even thought, rather extravagantly, about treating Zhang Feng as a senior during his future wedding.

Of course, this was also due to Steward Zhao losing his parents to bandits when he was twelve. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Zhang Feng essentially raised him up.

It was unfortunate that when Steward Zhao was twenty-four or twenty-five, a cultivator passed through the county, noticing his potential, thus taking him away.

Even this letter was acquired after Steward Zhao begged the cultivator who took him for a long time, who eventually used precious spiritual ink, engraved it with a spiritual pen, and Spiritual Qi.

One, to leave a letter for Zhang Feng, telling him where he went.

Secondly, such pen and ink from the Profound Cloud Sect could deter some petty folks.

Ten years ago, after successfully cultivating and reaching Foundation Establishment Perfection, Steward Zhao, remembering the past kindness, went in search of Zhang Feng.

As to why not earlier?

There was a rule in the Profound Cloud Sect stating that 'Core True Disciples' could only descend the mountain after reaching Foundation Establishment Perfection.

After being brought in by that cultivator, Steward Zhao became the true disciple of an elder within the sect.

His status was high, and he did not disappoint, reaching Foundation Establishment at sixty, and achieving Foundation Establishment Perfection at eighty.

He is now eighty-nine, with his Perfection realm thoroughly stabilized.

If everything goes smoothly, it's hopeful to try refining the Golden Core before the age of 140.

If he gains enlightenment in the meantime, it will be even faster.

He is considered a genius within the Profound Cloud Sect.

Yet, even as a genius, Steward Zhao wasn't very happy, always feeling like there was a knot in his heart.

That was finding Brother Zhang.

Unfortunately, after many years of searching, he always came up empty-handed.

Moreover, being a steward himself, he had to share the sect's affairs, which didn't allow him to leave for long, leading to his return nine years ago.

Nonetheless, he didn't give up, and occasionally used his identity within the sect to have some disciples on their journeys to inquire.

Meanwhile.

At the main peak.

Compared to many disciples and several stewards who perhaps still weren't aware of the emergence of a true man in the world.

In contrast.

Within the grand hall at this moment, several elders and the Sect Leader of the sect had heard these rumors many years ago.

They also knew this true man was named Zhang Feng.

But no one expected this Zhang Feng was a friend of Steward Zhao's.

Neither the Sect Leader nor all the elders within the sect intended to leave a knot in Steward Zhao's heart; instead, they wanted him to let go of it.