I Can Replicate Martial Arts

Chapter 418: Chapter 206: Paying Respects to Uncle Master

After all, he had experienced an epiphany high in the sky and already faintly grasped a hint of Domain Power.

Although he hadn’t been in the High Tier of the Dharma Realm for long, this insight put him one step ahead of others on the path to the Domain Realm.

Therefore, he planned to enter closed-door cultivation after seeing Zhao Rui off.

In that case, Junior Brother Qingshan would be the only True Dharma Master left on Taishan.

The world was in chaos, and affairs were a mess. If anything important were to happen, Junior Brother Qingshan would be able to communicate with Zhao Rui.

After chatting for a while, Master Qingyang stood and enthusiastically invited Zhao Rui to tour the Taishan Sect.

Zhao Rui gladly agreed.

The three of them then headed outside, chatting and admiring the architecture and scenery of Taishan as they walked.

"Before we returned, the Taishan Sect existed in name only, with just a handful of Martial Dao Cultivators. It’s still somber to recall..."

Seeing the brand-new sect, with disciples bustling about, Master Qingyang couldn’t help but stroke his beard and smile.

When they returned, they received immense support from the Dongqi Prefecture Government Office, which funded a massive reconstruction effort on the sect’s old site at Taishan Peak.

That’s how the Taishan Sect achieved its current magnificent appearance.

This was also one reason they worked so hard to protect the territory of Dongqi.

As he spoke, the sound of children shouting drifted over from behind the mountain.

A chorus of "HUP! HAH!" rang out, the voices clear and childlike.

"Those must be the new child disciples..."

Master Qingyang explained as he began walking toward the back of the mountain. He hadn’t participated in the selection and was curious to see the aptitude of this new batch.

"This way, please."

Master Qingshan gestured politely for them to proceed, then followed with Zhao Rui. frёeωebɳovel.com

The three walked forward and saw a group of young children in training uniforms, arranged in neat rows and shouting chants.

At the head of the formation, a young woman was speaking, apparently instructing them on the fundamentals of the sect.

’Miaomiao?’

Zhao Rui froze. He hadn’t expected to see Miao Miaomiao here; he thought she’d be practicing in seclusion somewhere.

"You know her?"

Master Qingyang had been about to step forward and ask the female disciple a few questions. Surprised that Zhao Rui knew her, he turned his head and asked curiously.

Hearing the voices, Miao Miaomiao turned around. She was startled by the sight and hurriedly bowed in greeting. "I pay my respects to the two Grandmasters!"

"Grandmasters?" Zhao Rui asked, looking mortified. "Girl, is your seniority really that low?"

"Zhao Rui? What are you doing here?"

Hearing his voice, Miao Miaomiao looked up in surprise. Seeing it was Zhao Rui, she couldn’t help but exclaim in astonishment.

"Of course it’s me!"

Zhao Rui laughed. He turned openly to Master Qingyang and said, "This is a former classmate of mine, and also my dear confidante!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Master Qingyang was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with delight. ’If this is true,’ he thought, ’doesn’t this bring our sect even closer to Zhao Rui?’

"You’re the one..."

Master Qingyang had just begun to speak when his expression suddenly changed. In a grave voice, he said, "A full-fledged Grandmaster... how did you end up as an instructor for entry-level disciples?"

He had clearly recognized Miao Miaomiao. A master in the Grandmaster Realm was no common figure.

Even in a world after the Spiritual Qi Revival, a Grandmaster was part of a sect’s core strength.

"I..."

Miao Miaomiao hesitated.

"Girl, just say it. Brother Qingyang will judge right from wrong."

Seeing her hesitation, Zhao Rui prompted her in a loud, clear voice.

That one address—"Brother Qingyang"—was enough for the quick-witted Miao Miaomiao to instantly understand Zhao Rui’s status.

She quickly bowed and said, "Reporting to the Grandmaster. It was arranged by Uncle Peng."

"Peng Fei?"

Before Master Qingyang could react, Master Qingshan at his side had already spoken, his brows furrowed.

"Someone, bring Peng Fei here."

After Master Qingyang gave the cold command, an attendant Daoist immediately bowed, accepted the order, and departed to carry it out.

"This was my oversight."

Master Qingyang stepped down from the platform, a look of apology on his face as he turned to Miao Miaomiao. "You’re the one from the Outer Sect who broke through to the Grandmaster Realm last year, aren’t you?" he asked. "To have such accomplishments at your age is truly a blessing for the Taishan Sect."

"Grandmaster, you flatter me. This disciple is unworthy of such praise."

"I intend to accept you as a disciple on my master’s behalf. Are you willing?"

...

Miao Miaomiao froze for a second. ’What is happening? He’s accepting a disciple on his master’s behalf?’

"What are you standing there stunned for?"

Zhao Rui hadn’t expected Master Qingyang to make such a bold move either. He couldn’t help but laugh and give Miao Miaomiao a prompt.

It dawned on Miao Miaomiao. She hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you for your immense kindness, Senior Brother!"

"Haha, no need to be so polite, Junior Sister. I imagine our honored Master would be gratified to know that, a century later, someone as exceptionally talented as you has become his disciple."

"It is too late today. Tomorrow morning, you will accompany me to the main hall to perform the discipleship ceremony, Junior Sister!"

Seeing his Senior Brother find a new female disciple for their master in the space of a few sentences, the expression on Master Qingshan’s face couldn’t help but twitch.

’In the entire Taishan Sect, his Senior Brother was the one who cared the least for formalities.’

’That was precisely why their master hadn’t passed the position of Sect Leader down to him, for fear he’d completely change the face of the Taishan Sect.’

After a brief, helpless smile, Master Qingshan’s expression darkened.

For he could hear the sound of his disciple, Peng Fei, rushing over.

"Greetings, Uncle Master! Greetings, Master!"

Peng Fei came running over, his face a mask of panic. He had already heard a little about what had happened from the attendant Daoist.

"How are you handling the sect’s affairs? Is a full-fledged Grandmaster someone to be assigned to teach new disciples?"

Master Qingyang had yet to speak, but Daoist Qingshan was already scolding him in a cold voice. freewēbnoveℓ.com

It was, of course, better for him to speak than for Qingyang to do the scolding.

After all, Peng Fei was his disciple. A reprimand from him was more of an inquiry between a master and his student, rather than an immediate, heavy-handed accusation of violating sect rules.