Chapter 2164: Chapter 2164: Disciples’ Disciples

The heavy rain poured down.

Wang Chan looked at Huo Yunjie, then at the slain middle-aged man in black, and finally her gaze settled on the red coffin, feeling utterly hopeless inside.

"Ling’er is gone, what’s the point of living? What’s the use of taking a master if I cannot bring Ling’er back to life? My heart has long since died."

Wang Chan stared at the Demon Sword beside her.

Clang!

She grasped the sword’s hilt, laid the Demon Sword across her neck, intending to destroy her own soul.

But, in the next moment, she was frozen in place.

No matter how she tried, she could not move.

"The saying that ’the dead cannot come back to life’ is something from the mortal world; in my realm, it does not exist."

Huo Yunjie murmured softly.

He had received Ye Feng’s true teachings and mastered numerous top-level secret techniques; resurrecting a Hundred-layered Immortal Emperor was hardly a challenging task for him, although it might require some effort.

"Revive now, Wang Chan’s beloved!"

Huo Yunjie formed hand seals, then struck Zhao Ling’er’s coffin, revealing her true form.

She was a stunningly beautiful woman.

Even in her fall, she remained enchanting.

"Soul, return!"

Huo Yunjie began casting spells, infusing Zhao Ling’er with the abundant Life Origin, awakening her dormant body, reshaping her soul’s core, and absorbing the surrounding aura.

Soon, Zhao Ling’er awoke.

Rumble!

The thunder in the sky grew louder.

This was the Heavenly Tribulation.

Resurrecting beings, especially powerful cultivators like Zhao Ling’er, often faced tribulation.

However, Huo Yunjie was unperturbed.

He continued casting spells, countless Life Origins surged into Zhao Ling’er, making her soul complete, her body full of energy, the laws revived, and she completely came back to life.

"Brother Wang Chan!"

Zhao Ling’er had just awoken, her memory lingering on the day she took her own life; she quickly rose, bare-footedly finding Wang Chan holding the Demon Sword in a suicide gesture, and immediately shouted, holding him tightly.

"Alive... Ling’er is alive?!"

Wang Chan dropped the Demon Sword, cradling Zhao Ling’er’s snow-white, delicate face, staring wide-eyed.

"I said I could revive her."

Huo Yunjie looked up at the sky.

Because he had resurrected a cultivator at the Hundred-layered Immortal Emperor Realm like Zhao Ling’er, he faced backlash, needing to overcome the present thunder tribulation and so rose into the air, capturing his life-bound Divine Sword and striking.

Tear!

With one slash, it seemed to cleave open the sky.

The previous torrential rain, lightning, and thunderous scene instantly vanished, leaving a clear blue sky with not a cloud, only a shallow sword mark at its center.

Everyone witnessing this scene was stunned.

This display of power was too strong!

By this time, Wang Chan had already conveyed all that had transpired to Zhao Ling’er, so even though she had just awoken, she understood everything that happened today.

"Are you... an immortal?" Wang Chan and Zhao Ling’er both stared wide-eyed, finding it hard to believe.

They lived in the Origin of All Things.

It’s a powerful place.

But, not everyone has seen those legendary figures; for example, not everyone can encounter a Dao Monarch; many cultivators throughout their lives only catch a glimpse of the Heavenly Venerable’s face.

As for seeing a Dao Monarch overlord, it’s rare.

In Wang Chan and Zhao Ling’er’s view, someone who can casually resurrect a Hundred-layered Immortal Emperor and even obliterate the Punishment Divine Thunder must be at least a legendary Dao Monarch Realm overlord.

"Immortal?"

Huo Yunjie exchanged glances with his two wives, seeing the helplessness in each other’s eyes.

"What is an immortal? In my view, only those who are all-knowing, omnipotent, and invincible, like those great pinnacle existences, deserve to be called immortals. As for us, we’re just powerful cultivators."

Huo Yunjie said thus.

He looked at Wang Chan.

"You know how to use your Sword Dao to protect your loved ones, a concept aligned with mine, so, would you be willing to accept me as your master?" Huo Yunjie extended the invitation once more.

A good teacher is hard to find, and so is a good student.

In Huo Yunjie’s view, finding a student like Wang Chan is exceedingly difficult.

Thus, encountering one cannot be missed.

"May I take you as my master?" Wang Chan asked joyfully, holding Zhao Ling’er tighter.

"Of course you can." Huo Yunjie nodded.

Wang Chan pointed to Zhao Ling’er in her embrace and asked Huo Yunjie: "Master, can she also become your disciple?"

"No." Huo Yunjie shook his head.

Wang Chan and Zhao Ling’er were immediately disappointed.

Only to see Huo Yunjie pointing at Baixue Ding and Lin Yuyan beside him, saying, "However, my two wives might be able to be your Dao mate’s masters."

"Really?" Wang Chan showed surprise.

Zhao Ling’er was also happy, but upon hearing the term "Dao mate" from Huo Yunjie, her cheeks involuntarily flushed, shyly lowering her head.

She hadn’t crossed the threshold yet!

But regardless, having been resurrected by Huo Yunjie, able to reunite and stay with Wang Chan for life, her heart felt as sweet as if drenched in honey.

"Of course it’s true. We came out this time to recruit disciples. Unfortunately, my criteria for recruiting disciples are quite special; after testing over a million people, not a single one met the conditions... until I met you."

Huo Yunjie deeply regarded Wang Chan.

Baixue Ding and Lin Yuyan looked at the blushing Zhao Ling’er, laughingly saying, "Oh, this little girl is quite pretty, mainly shy; we like her. Just right, we need disciples, why don’t you both join our couple’s sect?"

"Disciple Zhao Ling’er, greets Master!"

Zhao Ling’er immediately knelt.

"Disciple Wang Chan, greets Master."

Wang Chan also knelt in courtesy.

"Good, excellent, hahaha, I, Huo Yunjie, have cultivated arduously for decades, and now, finally have disciples."

Huo Yunjie laughed heartily.

"Decades?!!"

Everyone around was flabbergasted.

A presence at the Dao Monarch Realm, yet he had only cultivated for decades?

Is this possible?

They expressed disbelief.

Inside the Zhao Family Mansion.

A Second-Turn Heavenly Venerable sat trembling on a chair, not daring to utter a sound.

This person was the Zhao Family Ancestor.

He witnessed the entire day’s events.

The middle-aged man in black was the Zhao Family Steward under his command, sent to deal with Wang Chan, only to be obliterated by the mysterious white-robed swordsman.

Who exactly was this formidable being?

"Creaking sound."

The golden-haired Zhao Family Ancestor stumbled while opening the mansion door, bringing the Zhao family’s direct lineage to kneel on the rain-flooded street.

"Sinners, beg the lord for mercy!"

The Zhao Family Ancestor screamed loudly.

Zhao Ling’er gazed at the Zhao Family Ancestor, and her almond eyes filled with anger, while Wang Chan’s face was full of murderous intent.

It was he who drove Zhao Ling’er to death.

"Who are you?" Huo Yunjie asked.

"Sinners are the Zhao Family Ancestor, asking the lord to forgive Zhao Family’s transgressions. If punishment is needed, please do not implicate the clan but leave a trace of legacy for our Zhao family."

The Zhao Family Ancestor’s forehead pressed tightly against the ground.

The white-robed swordsman was too strong.

He wanted to flee but had no chance to escape.

To protect the Zhao family, he could only take responsibility alone; otherwise, all would be lost.

"It’s your matter, you solve it yourselves!" Huo Yunjie waved his hand, "My disciple, you and your Dao partner make your own decisions."

"Yes." Wang Chan nodded.

He looked venomously at the Zhao Family Ancestor, then towards a distant place, "The reason Ling’er was forced to death by you is that your Zhao Family Ancestor wanted her to marry the Long Family of the neighboring city to obtain the Divine Dragon Ancient Jade and allow the Zhao Family Ancestor to break through to the Third-Turn Heavenly Venerable."

"It was I who was blinded by power, if you want to kill me, feel free to do it, I will bear it alone."

The Zhao Family Ancestor sighed deeply.

In the cultivation world, the weak are prey to the strong.

If Wang Chan and Zhao Ling’er had no backing, they would definitely become the sacrifices of this transaction.

And the Zhao Family Ancestor could also acquire the Divine Dragon Ancient Jade, ascend to the Third-Turn Heavenly Venerable, leading the entire Zhao Family towards a brighter and stronger future.

What a pity...

He made a wrong move.

Everything cannot be turned back.

"Ling’er, I have decided to return for revenge once I have achieved something in my cultivation, what do you think?" Wang Chan looked at Zhao Ling’er earnestly.

"I think so too. Although we can use Master’s strength to instantly destroy the Zhao Family and the Long Family, it won’t be satisfying. Cultivating the Great Dao requires a clear conscience. I think it’s better to wait until we have achieved something in our cultivation before coming back to settle the score."

Zhao Ling’er shared the same thought.

"Good, good, good, worthy of being our disciples, having this resolve is enough."

Huo Yunjie applauded.

"Since that’s so, let’s go!"

Huo Yunjie waved his large sleeve, taking everyone into the air, flying towards the distance.

"Dare I ask, how should I address the senior?"

The Zhao Family Ancestor couldn’t help but loudly inquire, wanting to find a senior who knew Huo Yunjie to mediate.

"Haizhou, Origin Pool Sea, Spirit Turtle Island, Misty Holy Sect’s first-generation second disciple, Huo Yunjie!"

The clear voice spread across this world.

"Hiss!"

Everyone inhaled sharply at the words.

Misty Holy Sect’s first-generation disciple!

"Huo Yunjie, he’s actually Huo Yunjie! No wonder he’s so formidable, he can exert power comparable to a Dao Monarch overlord, the Zhao Family is doomed."

The Clan Leaders of other families in the Ancient City exclaimed in shock.

The Zhao Family Ancestor abruptly looked up.

A sense of despair arose spontaneously.

That’s the Misty Holy Sect!

Years ago, Sect Leader Ye Feng fought the Horror Swordsman in Youzhou, known as the Feng Ye Sword Venerable. Later, he swept through the Annihilation Dao Venerable’s tomb, successfully subduing the opponent, gaining a terrifying subordinate at the peak mid-stage Dao Venerable.

Even the Radiant Daoist has attested to the Dao Venerable.

Such a sect is tantamount to having a top-level overlord at the late-stage Dao Venerable level, how can he fight?

"The Zhao Family is truly finished."

"Daoist Huo Yunjie, I am willing to destroy myself, just don’t implicate the innocent Zhao Family members!"

The Zhao Family Ancestor shouted in despair.

The next moment, he soared into the sky.

Boom!

The Zhao Family Ancestor self-destructed on the spot, turning into a dazzling firework, illuminating half the sky.

"He actually self-destructed."

Huo Yunjie and the others turned back, looking at the dazzling firework in the sky, very surprised.

"He is also a man of integrity."

"Let’s go, cultivate well."

Huo Yunjie turned around and proceeded.

Wang Chan and Zhao Ling’er widened their eyes, watching Huo Yunjie and the three, only then realizing they were actually disciples of the renowned Misty Holy Sect.

This status is too intimidating.

After all, Sect Leader Ye Feng is protected by the Wuyuan Great Dao Venerable and many other Grand Dao Venerables, with strong personal power and a peak mid-stage Dao Venerable henchman.

Such a lineup leaves countless people in despair.

Shenzhou, Wuyuan City.

"Ah, what a coincidence."

Jia Yulan, Yan Ruyu, Ji Ziling, Xia He, Qiu Ju, and others were here looking for disciples. Then, in a teahouse, they saw Wang Ping’an and Li Qiankun.

Both sides gathered to drink tea.

"I heard there’s an event for talents coming up, why don’t we go and choose disciples?"

"Great!"

This is Wuyuan City, a super city with the Wuyuan Great Dao Venerable overseeing it, alongside several Dao Venerables and many Dao Monarch overlords. Numerous talents are cultivated here.

Recruiting disciples here is much easier than outside.

"Let’s go, attend the talents gathering."

They set off together, heading towards their destination.

It’s a huge teahouse.

Most of Wuyuan City’s talents like to drink tea and discuss, exchanging cultivation insights here.

The initiator of the tea gathering is a Heavenly Venerable.

This person is a super talent, combat power reaching several dozen times that of an ordinary Invincible Supreme Venerable, though just a One-Turn Heavenly Venerable, he has a record of killing a Second-Turn Heavenly Venerable.

This person is a Dao Venerable’s direct child.

His name is Li Mo Sheng.

"Dear Daoist friends, welcome to my tea gathering, I am very grateful for your presence, shall we have a competition next?"

Li Mo Sheng looked around.

Around him sat many talents, all with at least the cultivation level of Quasi-Heavenly Venerable, with several Heavenly Venerables present. Although the specifications of this tea gathering don’t compare to the one hosted by Soaring Sky City’s Young City Lord Fei Hong, it’s still decent.

Many young talents from Wuyuan City have come.

"A competition?"

"Great, I want to see the level of other talents. If there’s a competition, I’ll go first."

"Friends, I’ve recently mastered an outstanding secret technique that can temporarily increase combat power by twenty times, do any of you want to compete with me?"

"Twenty times? That’s impressive."

"The side effects must be substantial."

The talents present chatted noisily. Each was no older than sixteen, yet at least at the Quasi-Heavenly Venerable level, deserving of being called young prodigies.

"There’s heavy news!"

At this moment, a Heavenly Venerable entered the tea gathering.

"Brother Liu, why the rush?" The host Li Mo Sheng looked at the newcomer in surprise.

"Misty Holy Sect’s first-generation disciple has arrived at Wuyuan City and announced they wish to recruit disciples." The Heavenly Venerable surnamed Liu quickly explained, sparking heated discussions.

"Wow!"

"Is it true?"

"I heard that all of Misty Holy Sect’s first-generation disciples are tough characters, beginning with combat power several dozen times that of Ordinary Invincible Supreme Venerable. The strongest reportedly reaches the limit of ninety-nine times of the world’s will."

"But, why should they recruit disciples? If Sect Master Ye Feng recruits, I would be willing."

Some talents were very dissatisfied.

In their view, Misty Holy Sect’s first-generation disciples are formidable but not qualified to be their masters. If Ye Feng personally came, they might consider it.

"Dear friends, it seems you don’t think much of us!"

A gentle voice came.

People followed the sound with their gaze.

Outside the tea gathering, someone approached.

Leading them was Jia Yulan.

Beside her were Ji Ziling, Yan Ruyu, Wang Ping’an, Li Qiankun, Xia He, Qiu Ju, and others.

Each was a high-level Heavenly Venerable.

"I heard that you don’t think we deserve to be your masters?" Jia Yulan smiled, looked around, gazing upon the talents.

Suddenly, the scene went silent.

[PS: This Chapter has 4000+ words, good morning!]

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