Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 159 My Uncle-Master is a Devil!
A ray of light fell.

It was as if a bright pearl had fallen to the ground.

Boom!

But as that glimmer of light landed, a large crater immediately appeared in the ground.

The ground beneath their feet trembled and shook violently for a moment.

"My goodness... what is that?!"

A look of surprise flashed in the Lion Camel King's eyes, and Yuan Hong and Peng Demon King had already moved forward.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived at the center of the large pit, where there was only a small hole about the thickness of a finger on the ground.

"What was that just now..." the Roc Demon King murmured.

He is a Peng creature, not only possessing unparalleled speed in the primordial world, but also incredibly sharp eyesight.

Yuan Hong could see that the item had fallen out of Yu Ding's sleeve, so it wasn't a problem for him.

"What else could it be but a treasure? Even a single hair falling from the body of a great figure like Master Yuding is a treasure!"

Lion Camel King's eyes lit up, and he spoke without hesitation. After speaking, he muttered, "I didn't expect Jade Cauldron Immortal to have such a forgetful habit, but I hope he's not really like Mao."

Yuan Hong and Peng Mowang exchanged a speechless glance.

But I have to admit, what he said... makes a lot of sense!

Lion Camel King excitedly lay down on the ground and dug with both hands. Soon, a small iron rod appeared.

The small iron rod was about an inch long, pure white and sparkling, radiating a glow, and it sat quietly in the ground.

"Although I don't know what this treasure is for, unfortunately, it now belongs to my... elder brother."

The Lion Camel King was overjoyed and stretched out his big claws to grab the small iron rod, pulling hard.

But the smile on his face froze the next moment.

like a statue!
"Why is it so heavy? But I refuse to believe it..."

Lion Camel King rolled up his sleeves, got into position, took a deep breath, and used his two claws to pull it out.

He was indeed somewhat incredulous. Although his origins couldn't compare to those of the Roc, his physical body was no weakling, he was a True Immortal, and he possessed the innate supernatural power to move mountains.
Therefore, let alone a small iron rod, he could move an entire mountain.

Rumble…

The Lion Camel King became fierce, his waist and horse moving as one, exerting all his strength.

Exhausted, his face was flushed, he was covered in sweat, the ground shook, and his feet slowly sank into the ground...

But the little iron rod remained motionless.

Yuan Hong and Peng Mowang exchanged a glance, their eyes showing surprise.

They also noticed something was wrong.

"Master wouldn't have dropped such a small iron rod for no reason. There must be a deeper meaning behind his actions... Small iron rod, iron rod... That's it!"

Yuan Hong pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered something. His eyes blazed with fury, and he took a few steps forward, kicking the Lion Camel King aside: "Let go, let me handle this!"

The Lion Camel King was also exhausted, but he couldn't bring himself to say no.

At this moment, Yuan Hong kicked him aside, and he took the opportunity to back down: "Your Majesty Yuan, be careful, this thing is very heavy... It's weird."

Yuan Hong stepped forward, staring at the small iron rod on the ground. Suddenly, he lifted one foot and stomped heavily on the ground.

Boom!

Centered on the spot where he landed, the ground shook and the small iron rod was shaken up from the ground by the tremor.

Yuan Hong grabbed the small iron rod in his hand, and a subtle connection appeared between him and the rod, just like his hands and feet.

In an instant, Yuan Hong realized the wonderful use of the magic weapon in his hand, and his eyes lit up with joy.

"Big!" With a soft shout, the small iron rod instantly transformed into the same length as him.

Sure enough... Yuan Hong held the divine iron rod, overjoyed, for it was a weapon forged for him by his master.

He had previously learned from the Black and White Sword Master, Nangong Wuhen, about his master forging weapons for him.

"This...this thing is actually a weapon?"

The Lion Camel King stared in disbelief: "So obedient, could it be the legendary divine weapon that grants all wishes?"

"As you wish, so will you" means that the size will change according to the owner's wishes!
Although some immortals possess the supernatural power of changing size at will, allowing them to alter the size of their own weapons as well.

But all things considered, nothing is as convenient as such a divine weapon.

"Alright, you missed your chance just now."

The Demon King Peng patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "This means that even if it's a treasure, it's not meant for you. You should just give up on it."

Lion Camel King sighed and nodded, looking in the direction where Jade Cauldron had left, and said, "Jade Cauldron is indeed worthy of being an immortal of Jade Void Palace. His family is indeed very wealthy. Even something he casually throws away is such a treasure of immeasurable value."

"Lost? Who lost it?"

Yuan Hong turned his head and looked at him intently: "This was clearly what I lost."

He now has a criminal record for causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, and dares not acknowledge Yu Ding as his confidant.

After all, it doesn't sound good to teach a villain who wreaks havoc in the Heavenly Palace. How would the master be able to face the immortals then?
What will the other gods think of his master?
It used to be him, then it was Yang Jian, and as a result, this nominal disciple also went to the Heavenly Court for a visit.

This is absolutely outrageous. Once this matter is made public, those hypocritical gods in Heaven will surely hate Master to death.

However, after he conquered the Heavenly Court, all these problems... ceased to be problems!
"Yes, yes, Brother Yuan Hong lost it, Brother Yuan lost it!"

The Lion Camel King, with his keen eye, nodded hastily: "But to avoid Jade Cauldron Immortal coming back and claiming the item is his, how about we... find another place to talk?"

"Very well, what are your plans for the future, Peng-di?"

Yuan Hong looked at Peng Demon King and smiled. Initially, he had planned to recruit Peng Demon King.

But after thinking about it again, I gave up on the idea.

Although he recuperated and rested in Meishan, never causing trouble, he secretly accumulated strength.

But the Heavenly Court wasn't stupid; they knew to send Yang Jian to be stationed at Guanjiangkou, which borders Meishan, to keep an eye on him.

If he continues to recruit experts like Junior Brother Peng, then before he can grow powerful, the Heavenly Court will surely gather its forces to destroy him.

Therefore, rather than merging into one, it would be better to follow the advice in the military strategy collected by the Master, break it down into smaller parts, and let each part grow bigger.

Won't the combined power then be far greater than the combined power now?

Of course, he didn't plan to tell his junior brother Peng about his plan for the time being.

He didn't have much contact with this junior brother, and he didn't know if this junior brother felt any gratitude towards their master.

Furthermore, unlike Yang Jian, this junior brother did not harbor the same hatred towards the Heavenly Court, which stemmed from the killing of his father and brother.

Therefore, he is being conservative and will observe the situation before making a decision.

Peng Demon King pondered for a moment.

“If you don’t have any plans, I do have some suggestions…” Yuan Hong said with a smile.

……

The distant horizon!

White clouds drift lazily by, and the blue sky remains unchanged!
Taiyi Zhenren lay on a rocking chair formed from a white cloud, swaying back and forth, holding a teacup in his hand, slowly sipping tea.

Beside him was a small table formed from white clouds, on which sat a tea set.

Lingzhuzi lowered his head, his back to Taiyi.

Upon seeing Yu Ding arrive, Taiyi waved his sleeve and put away the tea set. With a bang, the white cloud rocking chair and table beneath him disappeared together.

"solved?"

Lingzhuzi, who was standing nearby, pricked up his ears.

This old Taiyi is getting better and better at enjoying life… Yu Ding nodded slightly: “It’s resolved.”

"How was it resolved?" Taiyi asked curiously.

Yu Ding glanced at him: "What else can be done? We gave them a scolding and made them realize their mistakes."

That's obviously false, because his apprentice didn't do anything wrong this time either!

If someone challenges you, you can't back down.

In the end, wasn't this whole mess caused by that kid Lingzhuzi?

If anyone should be punished, it should be this kid.

"Where's Lingzhuzi? Haven't you disciplined him?"

Yu Ding glanced at Ling Zhuzi, who was reflecting on his actions.

"Of course we discipline them."

"How are you managing it?" "Same as you!"

"The same as me?"

"Under my stern reprimand, he realized his mistake and promised never to repeat it."

Taiyi Zhenren said, "I told him to reflect on where he went wrong this time."

"That's... all?" Yu Ding frowned.

No wonder that brat Nezha caused trouble so recklessly.

Old Taiyi's teaching method is problematic, very problematic; he spoils his apprentice too much.

Unlike him, Yu Ding was absolutely clear-cut on matters of principle.

"What else can we do?"

Taiyi turned his head to look at Lingzhuzi.

He remembered that Qingyun used to be very lively and active, and he even went to raid bird nests.

Instead of stopping him, his junior brother deliberately cast a divination, sending Qingyun away, only to be bullied by the big bird and return crying with his head in his hands.

From then on, Qingyun Tong'er became very well-behaved.

"How about... we beat him up?" Taiyi raised an eyebrow.

Lingzhuzi, who was reflecting on his actions with his back to them, shuddered all over.

"Uncle Yu Ding, I hate you..." Ling Zhuzi's face fell, and the heart that had just been at ease was now hanging in suspense again.

He had managed to get away with his master, but when this uncle came back, he brought up the very thing he didn't want to talk about, and the topic was brought up back to him.

This... isn't this bullying a child?

"Hit him? Senior brother, you can't hit this disciple!"

Yu Ding shook his head: "What's done is done. What good will hitting do? Besides, corporal punishment is very bad, isn't it, Ling Zhuzi?"

Lingzhuzi turned around, gave a dry laugh, and said, "Master and Uncle-Master, I have realized my mistake."

"Really?" Yu Ding asked with a smile.

Taiyi Zhenren, standing nearby, kept rolling his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

Dog owners know a dog's temperament, and who knows their own apprentice better than him?
"Really so!"

Lingzhu nodded hurriedly: "You understand it very well!"

"Alright, young man, go back and write a three-thousand-word self-criticism for your master to see, and then show it to me."

Yu Ding smiled and said, "As for the requirements, there are three certainties: the feelings must be genuine, the attitude must be sincere, and I must see your profound understanding..."

If either of us fails, we'll both have to rewrite it, young man!

"Huh?" Lingzhuzi was incredulous upon hearing this, staring wide-eyed and dumbfounded!
what's the situation?
At this moment, in his eyes, his uncle Yu Ding was gentle, refined, and approachable.

The smile on his face suddenly turned ferocious, and a demonic phantom seemed to burst out from behind him.

Uncle-Master, are you a devil...? Lingzhu silently shed tears in her heart.

"Wonderful!"

Beside him, Master Taiyi's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "Did you treat your disciples like this before?"

Yu Ding smiled and glanced at him: "It's a secret!"

Just kidding, none of Yu Ding's disciples have ever been this mischievous.

"How about I entrust the Spirit Pearl to you for a while?" said Master Taiyi.

Yu Ding shook his head, glanced at Ling Zhuzi, and transmitted his voice, "I don't have time. I'll just have to apologize for the few times you've sent back. That should be enough."

He was telling the truth.

With a great calamity imminent, all sides are stirring with ambition.

It should be noted that the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods initially started with mortals fighting, then it became a battle of immortals, and later even the Golden Immortals became cannon fodder.

Later on, even the likes of sages stopped playing the game in the back and instead stepped out to fight head-on!
He's in the Celestial Realm... he really has nothing to be proud of!

He didn't want to see those who should have been on the list go unpunished, while morally upright people who shouldn't have been on the list were deified with resentment.
He also didn't want to see the Chan and Jie factions suffer mutual destruction, ultimately benefiting the West.

Therefore, he decided to go into seclusion to cultivate his true body, while leaving several clones to travel outside and see if there were any places where he could make a move.

"So how many times did you fight back?" Taiyi Zhenren asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Not too much!"

Yu Ding smiled slightly: "Ten times is enough!"

Taiyi frowned.

“Senior brother, I know you care about your disciple, but the disciple’s education is very important. On this point… we cannot be soft-hearted,” Yu Ding quickly said.

"No... I mean, wouldn't ten times be too few? What kind of effect would that have?"

Taiyi stroked his chin and pondered, "Your method is good, but it should be done at least a hundred or eighty times before they remember it, right?"

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One hundred and eighty times, one hundred and eighty times... He mourned for Lingzhuzi for three seconds.

……

After parting ways with Taiyi and his disciples, Yu Ding unleashed a golden light that seemed to pierce the earth, constantly tearing open space.

A short while later, Jade Spring Mountain came into view in the distance.

At this moment, halfway up the mountain in front of the gate of Jinxia Cave, a figure sat cross-legged, exuding the aura of a true immortal.

Qingyun was squatting down next to him.

As the golden light touched the ground, Yu Ding, dressed in a light blue Taoist robe with cloud patterns, appeared.

"Hey, Master's here! You've been waiting for me this time!" Qingyun said with a smile.

"This junior greets the Immortal Jade Cauldron!"

The black-clad immortal quickly rose and bowed.

“You are…” Yu Ding frowned slightly, feeling that this middle-aged True Immortal looked somewhat familiar.

Just as the immortal was about to say something, his face suddenly turned pale, and liquid seeped from his black clothes on his chest.

"It's you?" Yu Ding suddenly remembered something: "You are that True Man of Beiyue."

When they were invited to the Xuantian Sword Sect, they happened to encounter their ancestor's old enemy who came seeking revenge.

At that time, in order to fight the enemy, he used the Immortal Slaying Sword in combination with the Sword Drawing Technique, and used the Immortal Slaying Sword Drawing Technique to severely injure the True Immortal Ancestor on the other side, thus ending the battle.

At that moment... the wound reopened and bled, instantly pulling him back to his memories.

"I am a humble immortal from the Northern Peak, but how dare I call myself a True Person before the Supreme Immortal!"

The True Immortal Taoist respectfully asked, "May I ask if the Immortal still remembers what I said before, that I and my disciples must not do evil, bully others, or oppress the weak, but should do more good deeds."

"Yes, I remember saying that!" Yu Ding nodded.

"The immortal said that I should try to eliminate the immortal's sword energy first. If I can't eliminate it, the immortal will come and help to resolve it?" Bei Yue asked cautiously.

Uh, really... Yu Ding was taken aback for a moment, then slowly said, "Of course I remember, but so many years have passed, I thought you had solved it!"

"The swordsmanship of the venerable immortal is unparalleled; how could a lowly immortal possibly neutralize the sword energy he left behind?"

Bei Yue said wearily, "This sword energy torments—no, it has kept me alert for five hundred years. Whenever the sword energy flares up, I remember the teachings of the High Immortal!"

Back then, he was injured by a sword aura that could slay immortals. The sword aura entered his body, even restricting his self-healing ability as a true immortal, tormenting him to the point of wishing for death.

Five hundred years!

Immortal, do you know how I've survived these past five hundred years?

He specifically sought help from some more powerful immortal friends and seniors!

As a result, once the other party heard that the injury was inflicted by Master Yu Ding, they refused to help him no matter what.

"It's been so long... why didn't you come sooner?" Yu Ding was also speechless.

Bei Yue said with a sad expression, "I have been here before, several times, but each time it just so happens that the immortal is traveling outside and not in the immortal abode... The immortal attendant knows, if you don't believe me, the immortal can ask the immortal attendant."

Yu Ding glanced at the guilty Qing Yun and said, "Come with me up the mountain!"

"Thank you, Immortal!" Beiyue was overjoyed.

"In recent years, have you and your sect listened to this humble Taoist and done more good deeds?"

"Reporting to the Immortal, I have led the Northern Mountain Immortal Sect to merge into the Xuan Tian Sword Sect under your tutelage, and I have also become an elder..."

(End of this chapter)