Sect Master Wen’s Junior Martial Brother Who Shared His Hardships Has Returned

Xu Chaoqi died and then came back to life — it’s just that he’d been dead for quite a long time. Ten thousand years, to be exact. His childhood-friend-turned-senior-martial-brother, who had struggled alongside him at the Golden Core stage back in the day, had transformed into someone standing at the very top of the cultivation world’s food chain. Needless to say, his senior brother was now advanced in age, having become a Grand Ancestor whom others looked up to in reverence which also meant he’d become rich. In their youth, they had run themselves ragged chasing after a single Profound-tier weapon. Later on, he lay in his senior brother’s arms, and with disciples upon disciples offering tribute, it was Heaven-tier weapons all around. In their youth, he’d once said drunkenly to his senior brother: “Once I’m rich someday, I’ll drink Nascent Soul pills like water, down a whole bottle in one go!” Later, his senior brother opened up his treasure vault for him, over the years he’d stockpiled 100,000 jin of Heaven-tier spirit pills as a nest egg just for him. In their youth, they’d braved wind and rain, sleeping in the open with no fixed place to call home. After he met his senior brother again, he heard a rumor: of all the spiritual veins under heaven, divided into ten parts, Wen Zhaoxi alone held eight, while the rest of the world shared the remaining two. One-line summary: The old man is good, the old man is wonderful, the old man’s got a pension. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Sect Master Wen’s Junior Martial Brother Who Shared His Hardships Has Returned — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠