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Chapter 152 Master, I understand
Longji nodded slightly.

"You only have two paths now."

Yu Ding looked at Long Ji: "Then, my disciple, what is your decision?"

"I've made a decision..." Longji looked up into Yu Ding's eyes and said earnestly, "Then, in Master's opinion... which path should I choose?"

When faced with a dilemma, consult your own heart.

Yu Ding pointed to her chest, stood up, put his hands behind his back, gazed into the distance, and slowly said:
"One is a bright path blessed by bloodline, but its end is visible; the other is fraught with difficulties, which you have already felt, but is also full of unknowns... Ah, it is indeed not easy to choose."

Longji's choice is somewhat similar to his experience.
He once faced the choice between continuing down the path of Jade Cauldron Immortal or switching to the incomplete Nine Revolutions Profound Technique...

However, he didn't dwell on it too much.

As for the claim that the two innate divine bloodlines clash with each other on Longji's body, that's pure nonsense.

However, it sounds quite plausible, so there's no fear of being exposed.

If Longji chooses this path, he will help to neutralize the bloodline of one side.
Then he'll probably have to go to Kunlun Mountain to consult his master.

"The road ahead has no end, and the future is unknown..."

Longji closed his eyes and whispered something. The next moment, he opened his eyes, and the confusion in them vanished.

"Master, I understand!"

"Oh?" Yu Ding's expression shifted.

“Disciple selection…the second option!” Longji said firmly.

The difference this time was that, in addition to her voice, her eyes were equally firm, radiating confidence.

If one receives the blessing of one's parents' bloodline,

Her cultivation speed will inevitably accelerate, progressing by leaps and bounds, as if aided by a god.

But... this is only temporary.

With the blessing of her parents, she will live her whole life in the shadow of their bloodline.

Even if she were born with divine inspiration, she might not be able to reach the level of her parents, let alone surpass them.

This is probably what Master meant when he said: "Success or failure both come from bloodline."

The other path is a bit more difficult.
But you rely on yourself, and you will forge your own path.

There is another reason,
That was a deep longing welling up inside her to break free from her parents' control.

From childhood to adulthood, everything about her was arranged meticulously by her parents.

From cultivation techniques to daily routines and what spirit pets to raise...

She felt like a puppet on a string in her parents' hands.

This is why she has two faces: a well-behaved girl in front of her parents, but who lets her true nature shine through when she goes outside.

She had never before considered going against her parents' wishes.

I can't and I don't dare.

And this time... Master was right!
Longji's eyes gleamed; anything was possible in this world.

It all depends on whether you dare to think about it, and whether you dare to do it after you've thought about it...

"Don't regret it later," Yu Ding said with a smile.

Longji's eyes flashed, and he said confidently, "Absolutely no regrets!"

"great!"

Yu Ding nodded in satisfaction: "As a master, what I hope to see most is my disciples forging their own paths."

The master leads you through the door, but cultivation depends on the individual. The key is... cough, talent is very important, but having a Dao heart as firm as iron is the most important.

Yu Ding stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance.

"This is all I can do. As for how you go and how far you go after you've entered the sect, that's entirely up to you."

"It depends on the individual..."

Longji nodded slightly, his eyes brimming with confidence.

This girl… Yu Ding couldn’t help but glance at her slightly; she was still the same little girl.

But compared to before, she was completely different now.

She looked radiant, as if she had undergone a complete transformation.

It seems my words had an effect... Yu Ding nodded secretly.

"According to the rules of my sect, now that you have entered my sect, I will naturally teach you some supernatural powers and skills."

Yu Ding shook his head, looking somewhat troubled, and said, "But considering your special status, you must have no shortage of cultivation techniques and supernatural abilities. What to teach you... that makes it a bit difficult for your teacher."

"kendo!"

Longji said without hesitation, "We can't miss our master's specialty."

To put it another way, once you become a disciple of this great master, you can choose other things according to your preferences, but you absolutely cannot neglect learning swordsmanship.

"A sword... is fine too!"

After a moment's thought, Yu Ding agreed.

He had a long-term vision and knew that this disciple was destined to face another tribulation.

Now that he has become involved with him as master and disciple, he naturally has to consider his disciple's well-being more.

That said, judging by the timeline... it seems like the Investiture of the Gods is getting closer and closer.

Yu Ding narrowed his eyes. Apart from him, Taiyi, and Huanglong, the other members of the Twelve Golden Immortals could no longer sit still.

One by one, they began to travel in the mortal world, mostly looking for candidates to take on as disciples.

……

As one of the victims of the Roc Demon King.

The Heavenly Emperor was very pleased, but Ao Run, the Dragon King of the Western Sea, could not be happy at all.

West Sea, Crystal Palace.

Ao Run sat high on the dragon throne in the main hall, while Yu Ding himself, Huang Long, and Maitreya were the guests.

Yu Ding smiled and said, "East and West have rarely interacted before. It is fate that I have met Fellow Daoist Maitreya today. Come, let me offer you a cup." Maitreya's smile faded slightly, and he raised his cup to drink with him.

This time, Yu Ding's sudden appearance ruined their plan to subdue the West Sea Dragon Clan, which is truly hateful!

The power dynamics in the world are still quite distinct these days.

The ancestral home of the Southern human race, the origin of the three religions in the East, a gathering place for demons in the North, and let's tentatively consider the West as their territory.

They originally wanted to win over the Western Sea Dragon Clan to their Western Religion, but these dragons weren't stupid and never agreed.

Later, they made plans in the West Sea and tried to take this opportunity to win over Long Xin, but they failed.

But there was nothing they could do; when it came to backing up their masters, they were all saints.
In terms of power, Western religions may not actually be able to compare with the Chan religion in terms of size and influence;
"Fellow Daoists, I have other matters to attend to, so I won't stay any longer. See you next time!" Maitreya said, taking his leave after finishing his drink.

Ao Run, sitting on the dragon throne above, looked troubled and nodded, ordering someone to see the guest out.

"Ao Run, right? You've really made something of yourself, managing to get in touch with the West."

Almost as soon as Maitreya left, Huanglong's face darkened.

"Senior, please forgive me, things are not as you think."

Ao Run forced a smile and said helplessly, "My dragon son was born, and this immortal came to take him as a disciple. What can this junior do?"

Although this person does not belong to the Four Seas Dragon Clan, their seniority within the Dragon Clan is frighteningly high.

Being scolded like a grandson at this moment, they really had no temper at all.

"Ahem, senior brother, I don't think we can entirely blame the West Sea Dragon King for this."

At this moment, Yu Ding glanced at Ao Run and said, "They've come looking for us. If we don't let them accept the gifts, wouldn't that offend them? The Dragon King of the West Sea is caught in the middle, which is quite a dilemma."

"Yes, yes, the Immortal Taiyi is right!"

Ao Run quickly gave Yu Ding a grateful look.

“Moreover, the Dragon King has just experienced the pain of losing his son…” Yu Ding sighed.

"Hmph, serves him right for not disciplining him properly!"

Huanglong said irritably, "Isn't there anything to eat in this sea? Your son insists on eating things that fly in the sky. Fine, he can eat them, but he even ate a golden-winged roc... What are you looking at? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Ao Run said humbly, "Yes, yes, yes...you're absolutely right, there's nothing wrong with that!"

"Alright, alright, senior brother, say less. The West Sea Dragon King was assigned to this special position in the West Sea, which is not easy for him. We should understand him."

Yu Ding then changed the subject, saying, "However, West Sea Dragon King, one thing is one thing, but I still have to say something: even if you rule the West Sea, don't sit on the wrong side, otherwise... it will be very dangerous!"

"Yes, yes, Xiao Long will remember!"

Ao Run kept bowing his head and making promises.

Perhaps during the ancient times of the three races, the dragon race dared not take the disciples of the Three Pure Ones seriously.

Now... times have changed!
The three religions were like the three ancient tribes, at the height of their power, truly behemoths.

"Senior brother, shall we go?" Yu Ding looked at Huang Long.

Huang Long gave a light snort and left the Crystal Palace with Ao Run's respectful farewell.

Watching the yellow dragon and jade cauldron disappear into the distance, the respect on Ao Run's face gradually vanished, turning into silence and deep thought.

"Father, are those two the Jade Cauldron Immortal, one of the Twelve Immortals of Jade Void, and our clan's ancestor, the Yellow Dragon Immortal?"

Mo Ang appeared beside Ao Run at some point, his eyes shining as he gazed at the two figures with reverence.

Ao Run nodded, looking preoccupied, and returned to the Crystal Palace.

The vast palace was now empty except for a father and son.

"My son, perhaps we should submit to the Heavenly Court."

Jade Cauldron and Yellow Dragon from the Western Sea arrived at the water's surface.

The two looked at each other...

"Pfft!"

Huang Long couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I didn't realize you, Yu Ding, were so good at being a good person."

"I hope this Ao Run won't be a waste of our efforts," Yu Ding said with a smile and a shake of his head.

At this time,

Suddenly, accompanied by a dragon's roar, a crimson dragon with gleaming scales surged forth, bringing with it dark clouds and torrential rain, and plunged headlong into the Western Sea with overwhelming force.

"Ao Run, you son of a bitch, get out here! You dare to take advantage of my sister's body..."

Yu Ding glanced at Huang Long with a strange expression.

"Why do you look at me like that?"

Huang Long was furious: "It wasn't me who did it."

"Ahem, senior brother, you junior... seem a bit unruly!" Yu Ding raised an eyebrow and said.

……

To the west, a towering mountain loomed before him.

Mount Sumeru!
It towers high in the sky, majestic and vast, reaching the heavens above and filling the ocean below, boundless and magnificent.

The mountaintop shone with golden light, and a grand hall stood atop Mount Sumeru, the light emanating from it.

Maitreya Taoist arrived by stepping through the air and quickly reached the mountaintop.

Along the way, the purple fungus and immortal fruit flourished year after year, and the phoenix soared gracefully, bringing countless blessings. It was not as impoverished as the outside world had described.

Some monks dressed in tattered robes were meditating in the square and among the cliffs.

At the summit of Mount Sumeru stands a grand hall, bathed in golden light.

"Not going well, is it?" Just as Maitreya was about to enter the hall, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Maitreya Taoist turned around and saw a sallow-faced, thin figure holding a tree branch.

Maitreya was startled, and quickly bowed and nodded slightly: "The matter was ruined by the Jade Cauldron Immortal of the Chan Sect."

"As expected!"

The Taoist priest chuckled, turned around, and gracefully descended Mount Sumeru: "The time is not yet ripe; setbacks are inevitable."

(End of this chapter)