Chapter 62: Chapter 62 Golden Dawn Ancestor: Become My Disciple!

Long Xuan walked ahead, while Lu Xuanji was half a step behind, following closely.

“How should I address you, fellow Daoist?” Long Xuan spoke, her voice soft and gentle, with a bewitching charm, like a hundred-year-old wine. Accompanying her words was a faint body fragrance, carrying a hint of orchid.

“Lu Family, Lu Xuanji.”

Lu Xuanji said.

From the corner of his eye, he was also observing this senior.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled, her hair elegantly styled in a cloud bun, wearing blue clothes with a silk skirt. Her figure was perfectly developed, with an enticing curve, and her exposed skin was as smooth and white as jade, surpassing snow, making her figure extremely captivating.

Beneath her gentle appearance lay terrifying energy, her strength even surpassing that of the Lu Family Ancestor.

“So you’re from the Lu Family.”

Long Xuan nodded, seemingly recalling something, “The Lu Family used to be a prominent clan in Qingshui Commandery, but it’s unfortunately in decline now. You must strive to revive the Lu Family.”

“Senior, I understand.”

Lu Xuanji nodded, a glimmer of determination in his eyes, and he inquired, “Golden Ancestor, are there any taboos?”

“Taboos?”

Long Xuan frowned in thought, her snow-like hands instinctively twirling a lock of hair, she pondered and said, “My lady has a gentle temperament, not quick to kill, nor easily angered, being rather close even to the younger generations. However, there are some taboos. You may address my lady as Golden Ancestor or fellow Daoist, but under no circumstances should you call her Fairy.”

“Why is that?”

Lu Xuanji asked.

In the Cultivation Realm, female cultivators are generally referred to as Fairies.

Just like in the past life, when encountering women, they were often called beauties, even if many women were not beautiful.

“My lady believes that being a mere Golden Core Cultivator, one is far from becoming an Immortal, unworthy of such a title; that’s one reason. The title of Fairy implies the connotation of being a vase. Calling someone Fairy seems like calling them a vase, that’s the second reason.” Long Xuan explained, “Fellow Daoist, you should understand.”

“Thank you for the guidance, fellow Daoist.”

Lu Xuanji said.

The journey was short, and shortly after, they arrived at a garden.

Golden Dawn Ancestor stood there, facing the wind, wearing a white palace dress, accentuating perfect curves, akin to a noble lady of the mortal world. Her eyes flashed with sharp wisdom, akin to a sword, standing there like a living Divine Sword, her Sword Qi slicing through all directions, suppressing everything.

With just one glance, Lu Xuanji lowered his head and respectfully said, “Greetings, Golden Ancestor.”

“You are very fortunate; would you like to become my disciple?”

Golden Dawn Ancestor said, her voice soft like a gentle spring breeze, yet with an undeniable tone.

“Why is this?”

Lu Xuanji inquired with confusion, “Ancestor, I am merely a Three Spirit Roots cultivator, of average aptitude, not worthy of being your disciple?”

Three Spirit Roots is considered genius level in the Lu Family, with decent aptitude.

But in the Dan Yang Sect, it’s not significant, merely an Outer Disciple.

Similarly, in the eyes of a Golden Core Ancestor, Three Spirit Roots are not worth mentioning.

Just like in the past life, graduating from Fudan University might be notable in a village; in a county, one might be distinguished; but nationally, a Fudan graduate is not particularly remarkable.

“For no particular reason, only because you’re lucky. Luck is very important in the Cultivation Realm, just like me; if I hadn’t been born into a cultivation family, how could I have been born with Gold and Earth Dual Spirit Roots; if it weren’t for my father’s assistance, how could I have achieved the Golden Core at one hundred seventy-eight years old.”

Golden Dawn Ancestor spoke calmly, “And you are very lucky; you have a chance to change your destiny in the future.”

Lu Xuanji fell silent, hesitating.

Becoming the disciple of a Golden Core Ancestor seems like a good deal.

Not to mention becoming a True Disciple, even being a Named Disciple is quite good. At least in terms of obtaining cultivation techniques, it’s relatively easier; redeeming certain elixirs and resources is relatively more accessible. Many times, some elixirs, some spiritual artifacts, and rare resources, can’t be bought even with money; certain channels are needed.

Taking the Dan Yang Sect, for example, when redeeming a Foundation Establishment Pill, those with connections can redeem it earlier, while those without connections or relationships have to wait longer.

Becoming a disciple has many advantages, but at this moment, Lu Xuanji hesitated.

“I’m sorry, Ancestor, the clan has treated me well, especially during the Lu Family’s hardships, it’s a moment of weakness. I plan to stay with the Lu Family.” Lu Xuanji said, initially reluctant, but gradually, his tone became firm.

“Are you sure about this?”

Golden Dawn Ancestor asked, with an indescribable pressure upon him, “On the path of cultivation, companions, wealth, and cultivation sites are indispensable. Often, choices are more important than effort. Just like my maid Long Xuan, who is only a Water, Wood, and Gold Three Spirit Roots; in the Cultivation Realm, she can only be considered a genius, with hope for Foundation Establishment, but little chance for the Purple Mansion.”

“But by becoming my maid, following me closely, she reached the Ninth Layer of the Purple Mansion at only two hundred seventy years old. She is currently refining True Essence and the body, with hopes of becoming a Golden Core Cultivator.”

Looking towards Long Xuan, with a hint of implication.

Long Xuan understood and smiled, “Young Master, becoming my lady’s disciple is an incredible opportunity. With my lady’s guidance, your path of cultivating immortality would be even broader, with advantages in obtaining secret technique manuals, elixirs, resources, spirit veins, spiritual ores, Golden Core guidance, etc.; they are tremendous opportunities.”

“Sorry, I’ve let the Ancestor down.”

Lu Xuanji apologized again.

Long Xuan urged, “Young Master, do you know what you’re giving up? You’re not a Celestial Spirit Root, or an Anomalous Spirit Root, not among the top talents, but merely a Three Spirit Roots, just an average genius, without great fortune, the Purple Mansion tribulation could defeat you, leaving you a pile of bones on the road.”

“In my life, I’ve seen many geniuses, some with astonishing aptitude, being Celestial Spirit Roots; some with special constitutions, possessing remarkable cultivation speed; some with amazing talent, overflowing with genius; some with incredible comprehension, mastering cultivation techniques quickly; others with extraordinary wisdom, intelligent and flexible.”

“I was merely a Three Spirit Root Cultivator; in terms of aptitude, constitution, talent, comprehension, wisdom, I was not as good as them. Yet, a century later, most have turned to dust, forgotten by the world; or remain nameless, blending in with the masses. But I have become a Purple Mansion Great Cultivator, with hopes for the Golden Core.”

“Many cultivators always believe in conquering destiny. They believe their will can overcome everything. Sadly, reality is harsh, effort doesn’t guarantee success, and genius isn’t invincible; many things remain unaffected by one’s will.”

“Young Master, don’t be stubborn.”

The maid urged, very diligently.

Golden Dawn Ancestor remained silent, saying nothing.

Lu Xuanji bowed again, “Golden Ancestor, I apologize. I’ve let down your kindness. The Lu Family cannot do without me.”

“Enough, I wanted to take you as a disciple; unfortunately, we have no fate together.”

Golden Dawn Ancestor said, retracting her formidable aura, with unspoken melancholy in her words, and a hint of faint sadness.

Swish!

Next moment, a golden token fell into Lu Xuanji’s hand.

This token simply had two words, Jin Xi.

“Keep this; it can save your life at a crucial moment.”

Golden Dawn Ancestor said.

“Thank you, Ancestor.”

Lu Xuanji did not refuse, promptly placing the golden token into his storage bag.

Swish.

Next moment, feeling the surroundings change, he was already at the foot of the mountain, having been sent down by Golden Dawn Ancestor.

Bowing respectfully once more, Lu Xuanji turned and left.