Being a Late Bloomer in the Cultivation World

Fu Zhizhou looked up at Wei Tu, who was standing guard as his Protective Daoist, and tears instantly soaked the front of his robes.

A real man doesn’t shed tears lightly.

Only because the pain hasn’t struck deep enough.

Seven years of bitter Cultivation.

The Pill Poison from the elixirs he’d taken had long since been mostly neutralized, and the Spiritual Power he’d accumulated was hidden deep within his body.

Yet, he still hadn’t been able to break through.

In the end.

The problem lay with his state of mind.

And that was something no medicine could cure.

If he hadn’t voiced his doubts and asked Wei Tu for guidance, receiving that one piece of "enlightenment," he feared it would have taken him at least another two or three years to escape the shadow of his failed attempt at Breaking Realm.

’I thought my Dao heart was far stronger than Third Brother’s, who is so sentimental...’

’But in reality, Third Brother’s down-to-earth, step-by-step approach to his Dao heart is far superior to... mine, the man who abandoned his wife and children...’

Fu Zhizhou sighed in regret.

Back then.

When Wei Tu had advised him to go home and visit his family, not only had he flatly refused, but he had even tried to persuade Wei Tu to stop supporting his own children...

Looking back now.

He had been more than just a little wrong.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhizhou muttered his own name three times, a bitter smile on his face.

His name was "Zhizhou," yet he hadn’t drifted as freely as a boat upon the lakes and seas.

...

After parting with Fu Zhizhou, Wei Tu returned to Luoxue Courtyard.

Time flew.

In the blink of an eye, another two years passed.

This year, without it affecting his Cultivation, Wei Tu finally completed the first Sect mission entrusted to him by Kou Hongying—to draw one hundred Earthquake Talismans.

Wei Tu went to the Danqiu Mountain station, bundled the Earthquake Talismans into a box, and sent them to Bai Shihu.

In April of that same year, Wei Tu saw Weii Fei for the first time in a long while.

"Master is gone."

"He passed away in the mortal world... a falling leaf returning to its roots."

Arriving at Luoxue Courtyard, Weii Fei wore a mournful expression as he delivered the news to Wei Tu.

As early as the last Yee Society gathering, Weii Fei had said he wanted to accompany Immortal Master Wuk through the last few years of his life.

Therefore, Wei Tu wasn’t surprised to hear of Immortal Master Wuk’s death.

’You weren’t even this sad when your adoptive father died all those years ago.’

Wei Tu silently retorted.

Back when he and Weii Fei were still Military Officers in the mortal world, Weii Fei’s reaction to the death of the Cyan Dragon Gang’s Gang Leader had been nowhere near this strong.

In terms of time spent together, Immortal Master Wuk had only been with Weii Fei for about a decade, far less time than Weii Fei had spent with the Cyan Dragon Gang Leader, Weii Jinghai.

Of course.

Wei Tu knew the reason for this.

The so-called adoptive father and son relationship within a gang didn’t involve any genuine fatherly or sonly affection.

Taking an adoptive son was merely a method Weii Jinghai used to maintain control over the Cyan Dragon Gang.

But Immortal Master Wuk was different.

He and Weii Fei had "hit it off" quite well, and their master-disciple relationship was not at all strained.

"Before Master passed away, he instructed me to give this Jade Scroll to you, Third Brother."

Weii Fei slapped his Storage Bag, took out a pale Cyan Jade Scroll, and placed it on the table.

"Master said that he previously only gave you his insights on Cultivation because his time was short, and there was no need to create unnecessary obligations."

"He left a final instruction before he passed, telling me to give you a copy of his Inheritance. His intention was for me to be the one to bear this obligation..."

Weii Fei revealed Immortal Master Wuk’s previous calculations without any hesitation.

Compared to his master-disciple relationship with Immortal Master Wuk, he had known Wei Tu for much longer. They were true sworn brothers.

"I accept Elder Wuk’s goodwill."

Wei Tu didn’t refuse and accepted the Jade Scroll from Immortal Master Wuk.

Even though his current Cultivation Realm was already on par with Immortal Master Wuk’s.

Immortal Master Wuk’s Inheritance held little appeal for him anymore.

But soon—

As his Guardian Map Divine Sense pierced the Jade Scroll.

The casual look on Wei Tu’s face immediately turned solemn.