"Did the Martial Ancestor fight his eldest disciple after his breakthrough?"

Feng Bingwen was enthusiastically gossiping about ancient matters.

"No."

Zhao Junxian glanced sideways at the child in front of her.

"But after the teacher killed several great demons, no martial artist dared to question him anymore. All the criticism and slander disappeared."

"And what about your senior brother? Did he also return to the True Realm of Cultivation at that time?"

"At that time, Senior Brother could not turn back. Moreover, Senior Brother learned from the ancient remnants and imitated the innate gods and demons. Although this path started from martial arts, it eventually broke away from martial arts and was called the Path of Gods and Demons. When it is practiced to a very high level, one can transform into a god or demon and move mountains and overturn seas with every move. It is also a great path that can be compared to immortals and gods."

"The Martial Arts of Gods and Demons? It still has its own lineage?"

"Of course, but nowadays there are very few who can cultivate this path. After all, the world has undergone several major changes, and the number of ancient species in the world is very small. Each one has a great background, so it is really not easy to deal with them."

"...Um, teacher, you're not going to teach me the Path of Gods and Demons, are you?!"

Feng Bingwen had also figured it out by this time.

Although he didn't know why his master suddenly treated him differently and told him so many ancient anecdotes, after going around in circles, the true purpose was eventually revealed.

Isn't this a roundabout way of promoting the Divine Demon Martial Arts to him? After all, his conditions couldn't be more suitable.

When that Martial Ancestor's eldest disciple first created the Divine Demon Martial Path, he only started by killing a remnant of the Yazi clan. He has a dragon pearl inside him now.

Do you want to learn?

"think!"

Feng Bingwen was decisive and efficient. The Martial Ancestor looked down on the path of learning from gods and demons, but his ambition was not as high as that of the Ancestor who created a new path. The ultimate goal of the martial arts of gods and demons was to transform into a god or demon. What was there to complain about?

"Too bad, I can't."

Zhao Junxian spread her hands, leaving Feng Bingwen stunned, his eyes filled with a hint of resentment.

"Why are you asking me all this? Aren't you just trying to tempt me?"

"I only intend to teach you some methods of protection, which are considered incomplete chapters of the Divine Demonic Path, and also to resolve the hidden dangers in your body."

"What hidden health problems do I have?"

Feng Bingwen was startled and forgot all about the Divine Demon Path.

What's wrong with me?

"Don't be nervous, it's just a minor problem, you should have noticed it yourself."

"You mean Dragon Ball?"

"Indeed, when that Dragon Ball first landed in your stomach, you must have enjoyed it quite a bit, didn't you? You didn't have to do anything, and your strength grew stronger every day."

"It really felt great."

Feng Bingwen admitted it.

"You will naturally feel comfortable in the short term, but if this goes on for too long, the dragon energy emitted by the dragon pearl will invade your body and seep into your bones and blood, fundamentally affecting and changing your physical form. If this continues for even longer, you will no longer be able to be a human, but will only be a dragon in the water."

"Being a dragon wouldn't be bad!"

Feng Bingwen was also unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

Do you think it's better to be a dragon than a human?

Zhao Junxian asked in a rather casual tone, as if it were just a casual question.

"No, I just think it's great to have the body of a dragon, to command the wind and rain, to control thunder, how powerful."

If nothing happens, I live among the common people, enjoying the hustle and bustle of life. But if disaster strikes, I possess the power of a dragon, and will surely be able to easily handle it and turn the tide.

"So, you want the body of a dragon?"

The boy's eyebrows and eyes seemed to relax a bit, making him look even more handsome than before.

"I was born a human being, and back then, being a human being was more interesting."

Feng Bingwen answered readily.

"But with a dragon's body, some people won't treat you like a human being anymore."

Why should I care what they think?

Feng Bingwen disagreed and explained his own thoughts.

"To confine the concept of a person solely to their physical appearance is far too superficial. If I were to become a true dragon, phoenix, qilin, white tiger, or even a primordial god or demon, I would still be human. What defines a person is their thoughts and actions, not their physical form."

"If my senior brother were alive, upon hearing your answer, he would surely accept you as his personal disciple."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Junxian immediately smiled.

"Your senior brother has perished?"

Feng Bingwen was taken aback.

"He perished long ago. However, when he fell, he had already deduced the Dao he envisioned to the realm he had envisioned, transforming into a god and demon to suppress three celestial demon gods and awe the heavens and earth."

How could that be?

Feng Bingwen sighed with regret; it was hard to accept that such a brilliant and talented person had passed away.

"There's no need to sigh. My senior brother's path has been passed down, and now the human race stands tall across the nine continents. My senior brother's ideals and pursuits have all been realized."

Zhao Junxian, on the other hand, seemed to have a very open-minded attitude and appeared quite magnanimous.

"What a pity."

Feng Bingwen continued to sigh with emotion.

“From ancient times to the present, countless sages of our human race have fallen in the struggle for rise. My senior brother is just one of them. If you are going to sigh about this, you will probably have to sigh for several years.”

Seeing his disciple's behavior, Zhao Junxian actually made a joke, but Feng Bingwen couldn't laugh at all.

"Master, aren't you saddened by this?"

Why be sad?

The young man stood between heaven and earth, arms outstretched, surveying all directions with disdain.

"The sacrifices of our forefathers have allowed humanity to thrive in the Nine Provinces. No race in the world dares to look down on us. And within these Nine Provinces, there are still figures like myself, Zhao Junxian, who are willing to follow their path. This path is not lonely, so what is there to grieve about?"

"This disciple has learned much!"

Feng Bingwen was deeply shocked and bowed respectfully.

"...You're such a boring kid."

Zhao Junxian stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the respectful child in front of him, and shook his head.

"Fine, choose your own path. I am merely your guide. I have come to you today only to remove the hidden dangers within you and to grant you the power to protect you on your path."

After speaking, the young man reached out and touched Feng Bingwen's chest. Instantly, Feng Bingwen felt a vast power rise in his abdomen, as if a vast ocean had gathered within it, or as a great sun, radiating boundless warmth.

"Huh!"

At this moment, Zhao Junxian, who was reaching out to pull the dragon ball, let out a soft exclamation, noticing the difference.

"Your Dragon Ball is something else!"

Is there a problem?

As Feng Bingwen straightened up, golden scales appeared all over his body, densely covering his entire body, and even horns protruded faintly from his forehead.

"This dragon pearl of yours is not formed by an ordinary dragon; it can only be formed by a dragon that is about to transform into a true dragon."

"Forehead."

Feng Bingwen didn't know what to say, but he was secretly delighted.

"With the Dragon Ball inside you, I can't cast spells easily. I'll draw the Dragon Ball out of your body to see if there are any hidden dangers inside, and then remove them!"

"Please, teacher, cast a spell!"