The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 247

Chapter 247: Being Seen as Low-level invites Disdain

At the summit of Scorpio Peak, Bai Jinkun, overflowing with excitement, raised his wine cup.

"Hahaha! Thank you all for coming to Scorpio Peak!"

Chu Xuan, Wan Ying, and two other Golden Core cultivators sat among the guests, all raising their cups in return, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Bai on advancing to the late Golden Core stage!"

A seductively dressed female cultivator tilted back her pale neck and downed her drink in one gulp, exclaiming, "For someone as frugal as Senior Brother Bai to bring out the Drunken Immortal Brew, I must drink a few more cups today."

Bai Jinkun laughed heartily, his spirits high, "Drink, drink, drink! I am the host today! Let's enjoy ourselves to the fullest, no leaving until we're all drunk!"

An elderly cultivator with white hair smiled and said, "Junior Brother Bai's talent is the best among us. Advancing to the late stage of the Golden Core is only natural for him! Truly, it makes me envious."

He, the eldest disciple under the Myriad Souls Elder, had been stuck at the fifth level of the Golden Core for a long time. He often had to carry out missions and rarely had time to settle down and cultivate. Now with his lifespan running out, he feared he might die at this stage.

Watching Bai Jinkun, who was in the prime of his life and powerful in magic, he couldn't help feeling jealous, wishing he were the protagonist of the banquet.

The seductive female cultivator suddenly said, "Why isn't Third Senior Brother here? Even if he has some grievances with Senior Brother Bai, he should at least send a gift at a time like this."

Bai Jinkun's smile faded slightly, and he just snorted coldly, "If he doesn't want to come, then let him be."

Chu Xuan took all this in silently, just making a few polite remarks with the others, without saying much. After all, as a mere first-level Golden Core cultivator, he was the weakest among all the Golden Core cultivators in the Myriad Souls Sect. As long as he didn't draw attention to himself, nobody would notice him.

However, he made a mental note of those present. The seductive woman was named Zhong Yan, a mid-level Golden Core cultivator and the ninth disciple of the Myriad Souls Elder, rumored to have an ambiguous relationship with the Elder.

The white-haired elder was Fu Peng, the Elder's eldest disciple. Wan Ying, now going by Wan Ying, was the twelfth disciple of the Elder. There was also talk of a Third Disciple, Cao Mo, who had a known rivalry with Bai Jinkun and had even fought him openly; he did not attend the banquet.

After chatting for a while, Bai Jinkun, slightly tipsy, turned his gaze to the quiet Chu Xuan. "Junior Brother Lin... hic... Why hasn't your cultivation progressed at all? If this continues, the master is going to be furious."

His face bore a hint of mockery. Zhong Yan and Fu Peng also smiled, but their laughter was not kind. The Myriad Souls Elder had already reprimanded Lin Fan once. If there was no room for progress, the outcome might not be very pleasant.

Chu Xuan gave an awkward smile, "My talents are modest, and despite diligent practice, I have not yet grasped the essence of the path. Do you, Senior Brother Bai, have any advice to help junior brother out?" he asked tentatively.

Bai Jinkun seemed to sober up instantly, shaking his head repeatedly, "Well... I hardly have time for my own cultivation, so there's no chance to guide a junior brother."

"Junior brother should just focus on his own practice," he added with a cough. His amusement was evident when he saw that Lin Fan had not made any progress, especially when he compared it to his own rapid advancement. He certainly had no intention of generously helping such a junior brother.

The Myriad Souls Sect was not a righteous sect, and the relationship between the Myriad Souls Elder and his disciples was not a typical mentor-disciple relationship. Everyone was essentially out for themselves, and there was little concern for the well-being of others.

As the night deepened, the banquet finally concluded. Chu Xuan returned to Black Evil Peak, his expression indifferent.

"Being seen as low-level invites disdain," he mused. "And that, in turn, can lead to numerous troubles..."

"Being at the first level of the Golden Core is indeed insufficient; I should strive to advance to the second level." Shaking his head, Chu Xuan continued his closed-door cultivation and returned to Blue Star to practice.