Only the pitiful Jason Wright, who had thought that upon entering the immortal’s cave in the back mountain, even if he didn’t expect those grandmasters and patriarchs to bestow him, a junior, with some elixirs, at the very least they would give him a few pointers on martial arts secrets. But unexpectedly, those martial arts seniors had no time for him at all, only pestering Grandmaster Henry Bolton. What’s even more infuriating is that the young-looking little Taoist in front of him, who is said to be a grandmaster over a hundred years old, keeps asking idiotic questions. Just imagine—a fifty-something, highly respected hero in the world, having to teach a student whose emotional intelligence is at the level of a kindergartener. What’s worse, he can’t hit or scold this student, and must maintain the utmost respect at all times. How could this not make comrade Jason Wright feel as if he’s living in deep water and scorching fire? How could he not go crazy? If one were observant, they would notice that in the past few days, Jason Wright has not only aged considerably, but even his hair has thinned a lot. Of course, if he were being paid for these lessons, maybe Jason Wright would feel a bit more balanced. But after teaching for several days, this grandmaster in front of him hasn’t even mentioned a word about any reward. Poor Jason Wright has to endure his master’s harsh interrogations and body searches every time he returns. Truly, where is the justice in this world!

Chapter 11: A Leap in Realm

“Brian, what’s the difference between women and men? Why do women get angry so easily?” Henry Bolton asked with an innocent, childlike face.

Heavens, spare me! Jason Wright screamed and wailed in his heart, but on the surface, he still answered respectfully, “Grandmaster, there are many differences between women and men. These differences are not only in physiological structure, but also in psychological structure…” Poor Jason Wright analyzed this question until his mouth was dry for a whole hour.

After listening attentively, Henry Bolton finally understood why that beautiful girl was so angry and hit him the other day. At the same time, he secretly felt fortunate for his own wisdom in having Jason Wright give him some lessons first. Otherwise, if he had rashly gone down the mountain, who knows if he might have provoked the kind of women’s alliance Jason Wright mentioned and been hunted down. Feeling he had gained a lot, Henry Bolton looked at the utterly unskilled Jason Wright in front of him and suddenly felt that Jason Wright was actually very knowledgeable. Having received so much guidance from him, how could he forget to help improve his cultivation? With this thought, Henry Bolton beckoned to Jason Wright, signaling him to come over. He said, “Sit cross-legged, calm your mind, and sink your qi to your dantian!” Jason Wright was very puzzled by Henry Bolton’s sudden change of topic, but even if he racked his brains, he would never guess that the lecherous man Zhao Liya and the others encountered was actually this simple and pure grandmaster before him. Moreover, because Henry Bolton deeply understood what he had taught today, he suddenly felt great compassion and wanted to help him improve his cultivation! Although Jason Wright couldn’t understand the grandmaster’s intentions, that didn’t affect the supreme authority of the grandmaster’s will. He hurriedly and respectfully walked over to Henry Bolton, sat cross-legged, calmed his mind, and entered a state of cultivation.

Suddenly, Jason Wright felt a surge of the most righteous and awe-inspiring energy between heaven and earth, rushing through his baihui acupoint, breaking through all the meridians in his body like a hot knife through butter. Even the xuan and du meridians, which martial artists dream of opening, were swept through in an instant by this force, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Then Jason Wright felt as if he were bathed in a spring breeze, his whole being immersed in a warm ocean of energy. The true qi in his body, which had previously flowed like a small stream, now surged toward his dantian like the mighty Yangtze River.

When Jason Wright awoke, he found that he had never felt so full of strength, never felt such inner peace. The outside world became incomparably clear, and no tiny sound could escape his ears. He even discovered that he could breathe internally through his body. Even if Jason Wright were foolish, he would know that he had reached the innate realm that martial artists pursue all their lives. Overjoyed, tears streamed down his face without him realizing it. With a thud, Jason Wright kowtowed several times loudly to Henry Bolton: “Thank you, Grandmaster!”

“All right, get up! You’ve worked hard these past few days. Before, your cultivation was too low, so you couldn’t use most of the things here. Now you can be considered an immortal in the eyes of the world. Here are some elixirs, an immortal sword, and some magical artifacts for you. Practice when you have time. If you have any questions, go ask Ethan! That’s all for today!” With that, Henry Bolton gently closed his eyes.

Only now did Jason Wright truly realize how formidable this young-looking grandmaster before him was. Just think—who else could instantly turn a postnatal martial arts master into an innate master? What kind of cultivation would that require! If Jason Wright had harbored even a trace of contempt before, it had now completely transformed into endless respect for Henry Bolton, as boundless as the Yangtze River! Jason Wright respectfully bowed to the meditating Henry Bolton, then quietly withdrew.

When Jason Wright got outside, he finally felt his own strength. With a light leap, he could jump dozens of zhang. Looking at the immortal sword in his hand, Jason Wright knew that he could finally fly on his sword like his master—he just didn’t know the incantation for sword flight yet!