Xuanyuan Zhen arrived at the Myriad Fragrance Pavilion with the receptionist, Yin Mei. Both entered the building, him following her to meet the Pavilion Master.
Some performing transactions as well as some attendants looked in their direction, recognizing the teenage boy. His feat of defeating three Core Formation cultivators, who happened to be deacons of the Origin Sword Sect had already spread out, making him quite popular.
The Pavilion Master sat cross-legged in an open garden unknown and hidden to all but few in the Myriad Fragrance Pavilion. He'd already sensed both Xuanyuan Zhen and Yin Mei's arrival. He opened his eyes and stared at them. Xuanyuan Zhen felt like an infinite world was weighing down on his soul. This Pavilion Master was a true powerhouse far beyond those Core Formation experts. But his will wasn't so shaken. He stood erect despite the oppression.
"As expected of the strongest genius of the Xuanyuan family," said the Pavilion Master.
Xuanyuan Zhen's calm broke upon hearing the statement from the Pavilion Master.
"No need to be alarmed," said the other party,"I have no ill intentions towards you. I'm just surprised, they said you were crippled the very physiques you possess. Now here you are rising from the rot and dust they left you. Xuanyuan Wudi would be proud."
"To think that senior knows a great deal about me," Xuanyuan Zhen replied, then gave a slight bow with a cupped fist,"I'm flattered."
"No need to be. To meet someone with both the Desolate Saint Body and Firmament Overlord Body is a wonder. 'Sighs' I can't tell if you're blessed or cursed."
"You know about my physiques?"
"About enough, Yin Mei, you've done well. Leave us while I chat with our guests."
Yin Mei still standing, head facing the ground, gave a bow and left both figures alone in the garden.
They both say cross-legged, surrounded by many spirit plants, of different scents and colours with fruits rich with medical Qi. The air was rich with a Qi, making this place a cultivation paradise for some.
"The Desolate Saint Body and Firmament Overlord Body are the invincible bodies of the human race. Any genius with one of these physiques is a peerless genius with the potential to be an Emperor." The Pavilion Master began.
"Then why did I get crippled by them?" Xuanyuan Zhen asked in confusion.
"Relax, we'll get there. The Desolate Saint Body is the most sacred body of the human race, transcending human limits and immune to all evil and corruption. It's like a walking God among men. The Firmament Overlord Body on the other hand is the most domineering body of the human race. The path of an Overlord is one of conquest and defiance. Both of these combat physiques have been lost for ages until now, in you."
"I never thought it like that," Xuanyuan Zhen said, thinking about the abnormal strength his body possessed." Why then would they discard me knowing the physiques I possess."
"Because young Zhen, the Desolate Saint Body and the Firmament Overlord Body are mortal enemies. Since ancient times, both parties have fought for the title of the strongest body. It's no surprise there was a conflict within your body and crippled you because of it. My surprise though is how you're able to cultivate now."
"It's a long story," Xuanyuan Zhen said, unwilling to reveal the Trinity of Primordial Breath and Myriad Arms Tempering Scripture. They were too powerful to disclose, plus the only thing left of his parents.
"Of course it is." The Pavilion Master said seeing that Zhen was unwilling to reveal the secret. "Call me Wang Yun. I'm an Elder in the War God Sect of the Eastern continent where you are currently."
"So you want to invite me," Xuanyuan Zhen said already realizing his intentions.
"Exactly, " Wang Yun said," Such talents like yours are needed by our sect."
"I accept," Xuanyuan Zhen replied without wasting time. He needed to grow stronger quickly. The Origin Sword Sect, the Xuanyuan and Gu clans and mostly his parents disappearance.
"Excellent," Wang Yun said."The sect is recruiting disciples next week. The minimum strength required is Qi condensation, although their chances are low. But I think you'll be fine." The thought of his abnormal strength made him care less.
"Understood," Xuanyuan Zhen said and stood up to leave. He gave a slight bow with a cupped fist, then turned around to leave.
Wang Yun stared at the teenage boy as he left. The War God Sect in the Eastern continent was really in need of talents. Perhaps this boy might be key to the sect rising to better heights.
"Heavenly Dao Sect, Origin Sword Sect, Abyssal Ghost Sect, Blood Demon Sect, Mighty Vajra Sect," he said with rage."We'll show you all."
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Xuanyuan Zhen after leaving the Pavilion found an inn to rest. It wasn't a grand place to stay, but comfortable enough. He'd been through a lot so far, from killing Lin Dong and his sons, to killing Deacons of the Origin Sword Sect, then accepting Wang Yun's offer to join the War God Sect. He simply lay down on his bed to rest for the moment. Even cultivators need to rest.