Chapter 629 Young Master, Which Great Power Are You Reincarnated From?

Yu Xian knew Wang Lin would agree, so he directly tossed the Golden Core in his hand to Wang Lin, “It’s yours, you can use it while it’s hot…”

Wang Lin took the Golden Core, somewhat stunned. He hadn’t expected Yu Xian to give it away so readily. He had only agreed, and hadn’t even started the task yet.

“May I ask who the Senior is looking for?” Wang Lin inquired after accepting the Golden Core.

“An old Daoist named Zhang Sanfeng, skilled in Formations, and the Dao of Yin and Yang in Tai Chi.”

Thinking of Old Daoist Zhang, Yu Xian felt a bit depressed. Why had there been no news for so long? He was trying his best to search; did that old Daoist not even know someone was looking for him?

Somewhere in the world, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly sneezed violently.

“Is there any other information?” Wang Lin asked with a frown.

Just knowing the name and the skills—how was he supposed to search? Wang Lin was somewhat speechless.

The scope was simply too broad. In this vast Cultivation World, it wasn’t impossible for people to share the same name, let alone only knowing his expertise in Formations and the Dao of Yin and Yang, without even mentioning a general area of activity. This was no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Wang Lin inwardly grumbled, but his expression remained as calm as ever, though his eyes held a hint more gravity.

He took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart, and could only continue to ask, “Does the Senior happen to know the approximate age of this Daoist Zhang, or any distinguishing features?”

“About a hundred years old, white beard and white hair. He looks like a kind little old man, but when he fights, he isn’t kind at all.

He usually likes to wear a faded cyan Daoist robe, and he enjoys holding a worn Dusting Brush in his hand. He walks slowly, like an ordinary mountain Daoist.”

Yu Xian pictured Zhang Sanfeng’s image.

“A Golden Core Stage Cultivator over a hundred years old?” Wang Lin murmured. A Golden Core Stage Cultivator over a hundred years old was already considered a Heaven-Defying Genius.

Suddenly, Wang Lin thought of something and looked at Yu Xian in shock. A Golden Core Stage Cultivator over a hundred years old—yet Yu Xian referred to him as Senior, while Yu Xian himself was already at the Nascent Soul Realm… The implications were terrifying upon deeper thought.

“May I ask the Young Master Yu’s age?” Wang Lin finally asked.

“Around 29, I think.” He was 22 when he experienced Transmigration, and Dumpling is 6 now. He has been transmigrated for seven or eight years.

“Not even thirty? So young?” Li Muwan, standing nearby, almost lost her footing when she heard Yu Xian say he was under thirty.

She stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her gaze repeatedly sweeping over Yu Xian’s handsome but unweathered face.

It was known that Cultivators in the Mortal Realm usually required decades of practice to reach Foundation Establishment, even those with decent talent wouldn’t have a short cultivation time.

Yet, the Yu Xian before her was a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator. Such a cultivation speed was unheard of, even more shocking than the legendary favored sons of heaven.

She opened her mouth, and after a long moment, she found her voice again, her tone filled with profound shock, “Young Master Yu… for you to be a Nascent Soul Senior at such an age, it is truly… truly amazing.”

“It’s alright. I started practicing martial arts at 22, and only truly entered the path of cultivation in the last year or two.”

Li Muwan, Wang Lin:…

Was Yu Xian the Reincarnation of some great expert, directly Awakening his previous cultivation?

How else could this be explained?

“Young Master, which great expert are you the Reincarnation of?” Li Muwan asked directly.

“I don’t know either,” Yu Xian replied honestly.

He couldn’t say he had a System; if he mentioned the System, others wouldn’t understand what it was. If he claimed to be the Reincarnation of a great expert, it would be easier for others to believe.

Yu Xian’s answer only made Li Muwan more curious. She couldn’t help but press further, “Then the Cultivation Technique you practice must be an ancient, lost Secret Manual, right? Otherwise, how could you reach this Realm in such a short time?”

Wang Lin also pricked up his ears, clearly curious about this question as well.

“The Cultivation Technique is indeed a bit special, but it mainly relies on Opportunity and a little bit of luck,” Yu Xian replied.

Yu Xian explained casually, not wanting to dwell on this topic too much. He then turned to Wang Lin and said, “I have told you the characteristics of Old Daoist Zhang. The rest is up to you. If you return to the Zhao Kingdom, help me inquire as well.”

Wang Lin nodded, carefully putting away the Golden Core, and said in a deep voice, “I will do my best to search. However, the Cultivation World is vast and boundless. Finding someone whose name and general characteristics are all you know is not an easy task. Please be patient, Young Master.”

“No matter, I have plenty of time,” Yu Xian said casually.

However, having formed this good connection with Wang Lin, perhaps Wang Lin could be an asset if any issues arose in the future.

“First, refine this Golden Core to stabilize your cultivation. This is a Ningjin Pill; it can help you achieve Core Formation.”

Yu Xian took out a Ningjin Pill for Wang Lin.

“Ningjin Pill?” Before Wang Lin could say anything, Li Muwan exclaimed first.

After all, the Ningjin Pill was an extremely rare Medicinal Pill for the Golden Core Stage in the Cultivation World. For Cultivators stuck in the False Core Realm for many years, it was practically a treasure that could defy fate.

Many Cultivators spent their entire lives unable to find a single one, yet Yu Xian produced it so easily now.

It should be known that the efficacy of the Ningjin Pill was even better than the Heavenly Separation Pill of their Luohé Sect. The Heavenly Separation Pill of the Luohé Sect was usually only a semi-finished product, requiring half an hour of refining, and the finished Heavenly Separation Pill needed to be consumed within an hour, otherwise its effect would be greatly diminished.

However, the Ningjin Pill had no such concerns; it was a finished product.

Moreover, a top-grade Ningjin Pill could ensure an 85% success rate for a Cultivator to achieve Core Formation, and it guaranteed the Formation of a High Grade Golden Core. A Heaven-Defying Genius could even form the supreme Purple Gold Golden Core, the ceiling of the Mortal Realm, with less than one appearing in a hundred years.

The way Li Muwan looked at Yu Xian now held a layer of indescribable complexity in addition to the previous admiration. She secretly thought that the foundation of this Young Master Yu was likely far deeper than she had imagined.

Wang Lin’s pupils also constricted, and he subconsciously held his breath.

He stared intently at the Ningjin Pill Yu Xian handed over. A soft yet supremely pure halo flowed over the pill’s surface, and an indescribable medicinal fragrance drifted into his nostrils strand by strand, causing the spiritual power within his body to become faintly restless.

The Bottleneck of the False Core Realm almost began to loosen under the temptation of this medicinal fragrance.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and accepted the Ningjin Pill with trembling hands, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hoarseness, “Thank you… Young Master Yu.”

Once he absorbed the previous Golden Core and then consumed this Ningjin Pill, he would directly step into the Core Formation Realm! And the Golden Core he formed would definitely be of a higher quality than those condensed by ordinary Cultivators.

It was known that it was already difficult for ordinary Cultivators to condense a Medium Grade Golden Core when achieving Core Formation; a High Grade Golden Core was even rarer.

But this Ningjin Pill could ensure the Formation of a High Grade Golden Core, and even offered a chance to challenge the supreme Purple Gold Golden Core. Such a temptation was enough to drive any False Core Realm Cultivator mad.

He looked up at Yu Xian, his eyes filled with complex emotions—gratitude, reverence, and a trace of disbelief.

“You’re welcome. The higher your cultivation, the better you can help me find people. Hurry up and go condense your core. I can even stand guard for you while I’m here,” Yu Xian said with a smile.