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

Chapter 198 Immortal Master, the flying sword will pierce you.
Yu Ding looked at Yu Xu Palace, his face twitching slightly, his heart filled with rejection.

Did the Primordial Father know that he had chosen a disciple who was a jinx?
But it turns out that the Investiture of the Gods and the others were master and disciple. If I do this... wouldn't that be going with the flow?
Besides, according to the online expert analysis he saw in his previous life, Jiang Ziya is a guy with a unique destiny, a key figure in the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods!

So he introduced Xiao Jiang to Kunlun Mountain Yuxu Academy... Is there a problem?
no problem!

If there's no problem, then why did Master push this unlucky brat onto him and make him teach the disciple in his place?

To be honest, he had also examined Jiang Shang's aptitude. Although it was said that only one in ten thousand people possessed the necessary aptitude for cultivation, if he were placed in the Jade Void Palace, he would truly be just another ordinary person.

What is the one thing that followers of the Sage's Sect like Jade Void Palace have in abundance? Talented people!

In the original Investiture of the Gods, Jiang Ziya studied at Yuxu Palace for forty years but failed to achieve immortality and was eventually sent down the mountain.

Of course, he was absolutely certain that Jiang Ziya was not taught by his beloved master.

If it were his master, he had no doubt that even a pig could be taught to become an immortal.

Furthermore, given Jiang Shang's unlucky aura, it was the first time he had ever seen someone almost fall from the clouds and nearly bring misfortune upon himself.

What if he gets too deeply involved and it damages his already weak luck?
Thinking of this, Yu Ding shook his head and rubbed his forehead, wanting only to say goodbye and turn to leave, but alas... he dared not.

This master is really... he's going to increase the difficulty of the challenge for him.

"Congratulations, uncle!"

The White Crane Boy looked on with admiration and offered his congratulations with clasped hands.

"What's there to congratulate me on? What are you celebrating?"

Yu Ding said irritably with a dark face.

The White Crane Boy said admiringly, "Of course, congratulations, Uncle-Master, on becoming the second person in Jade Void Palace to be qualified to teach disciples on behalf of their master."

It should be noted that the "teacher" in the context of "teaching on behalf of the master" refers to the sage leader of the Jade Void Palace.

Therefore, the phrase "teaching on behalf of the master" carries great weight in the Jade Void Palace. It is also an affirmation of the disciple's ability by the sect leader, which is an unparalleled honor.

Previously, among all the disciples of the Jade Void Sect, only one person was qualified to teach disciples on behalf of their master.

That was his master, the Antarctic Immortal.

Now, this Uncle Yu Ding has been personally appointed by that sect leader, which is an affirmation of his abilities by that sect leader!

Of course... Baihe Tongzi glanced at the jade cauldron. This senior uncle had once guided him to become a celestial immortal with a single sentence, so Baihe had no doubt about his teaching ability.

Today, this senior apprentice received this honor, and he was not surprised at all; he felt it was all just a matter of course.

"The second person..." Yu Ding listened thoughtfully.

Indeed, to some extent, the most powerful sects in the world today—Chan Sect, Jie Sect, and Western Sect—are like academies of immortal cultivation set up in the primordial wilderness.

Compared to other cultivation holy lands and sects, it is only much larger in scale and has the background of a saint.

Currently, there are tens of thousands of disciples in the Jade Void Palace, but only three are qualified to teach...

The first one is his master, Yuanshi, whose status is roughly equivalent to a school principal. He doesn't usually get involved in affairs, but occasionally he has time to preach to his disciples.

Secondly, he wanted to be the deputy headmaster, Randeng, and thirdly, his senior brother, Antarctic Immortal, who was equivalent to the head of the Chan Sect's academic affairs office.

In fact, with their level of skill, the Twelve Golden Immortals would be more than qualified to be instructors or professors in the Jade Void Palace.

However, in order to sever their three corpses and attain higher Dao fruits, the Twelve Golden Immortals all left Kunlun and established Daoist temples outside.

Having a temple here means it can open its doors and accept disciples. When it grows to a certain scale, it will be equivalent to opening a branch of Yuxu Palace outside.

However, everyone is busy eliminating the three corpses, so they don't have time to focus their energy on things like opening branch schools and teaching apprentices.

If it weren't for the urgency of this great calamity befalling the immortals, they probably wouldn't have bothered to take on even a single disciple.

Now that he has become the second disciple of the Jade Void Sect with teaching qualifications, his status has been slightly elevated compared to others.

"Uncle-Master, are you happy? To be honest, I'm happy for you too," said the White Crane Boy excitedly.

"What am I happy about...?" Yu Ding stared speechlessly at Bai He, then suddenly his expression changed, and he smiled meaningfully, "Happy? Of course, Uncle-Master is happy. In that case, Uncle-Master will go find someone first."

After saying that, Yu Ding turned and left, his expression subtle.

"Teaching on behalf of a master" and "accepting apprentices on behalf of a master"... they sound pretty much the same!
Baihe's pronunciation is unclear, so it's reasonable that he misunderstood, right?

"Oh, right, Uncle-Master!"

The White Crane Boy waved and said, "The Sect Master specifically asked me to make it clear to you that it's about accepting a disciple. After you accept the disciple, you will be the one to teach that senior uncle!"

Yu Ding's steps slowed down; Yu Ding's happy smile gradually froze.
Yu Ding's smug expression gradually darkened...

Looking again at the Jade Void Palace shrouded in auspicious clouds, Yu Ding sighed, "This is no fun, Master."

"Uncle-Master, what's wrong?"

The White Crane Boy inquired with concern.

Yu Ding glanced at him and forced a smile: "It's nothing. By the way, would you like to meet your martial uncle?"

White Crane Boy's eyes lit up and he laughed, "I want to!"

"Don't worry, your uncle will bring him to meet you in a while," Yu Ding said with a smile.

After walking down from the Jade Void Palace, Yu Ding felt a sense of melancholy, but he had also solved a mystery.

Taking on apprentices on behalf of the master...

In that case, Jiang Ziya would be considered his master's first disciple.

According to the classification system of the Chan Sect, the disciples of Yuxu Palace are generally divided into outer disciples and inner disciples, with the attainment of immortality as the dividing line.

Becoming an immortal means automatically being promoted to an inner disciple. Not only do you gain more privileges, but you can also move around near the Jade Void Palace. In addition, you can listen to a private lecture by the sect leader.

As for how much one can comprehend... that depends entirely on one's comprehension and opportunity.

Furthermore, all disciples of Yuxu Palace can be considered as students cultivating Taoism at Yuxu Palace.

They may occasionally hear the teachings of the sages and be called disciples of the Jade Void Sect, but in reality... they are not considered disciples of the sect's leader, the sage.

Only disciples personally accepted by the sect's leader are considered disciples of the leader.

However, disciples are divided into those taught by their master and those who have entered the sect. Those taught by their master are naturally those who are taught by their master hand in hand. The second category is disciples who have entered the sect, who are more ordinary.

Finally, there are the nominal disciples, whose status is roughly equivalent to that of students.

After walking a short distance, Yu Ding opened the decree, which was the method he had requested after the Heavenly Emperor disappeared.

Upon opening it, all you see are four glowing characters: Let nature take its course!
"Let nature take its course..." Yu Ding's lips twitched slightly, showing that his master was still quite calm about the disappearance of the Heavenly Emperor.

That makes sense, with these three elders in the Heavenly Realm, nothing can go wrong.

Then Yu Ding looked towards the southwest, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

Next, we'll take that unlucky guy—oh wait, I mean, that junior brother—under our tutelage. Meanwhile, thousands of miles away…

Jiang Shang, carrying a long sword and a bamboo hat on his back, strode forward.

His previously disheveled appearance now seemed... somewhat radiant!
He was originally devoted to seeking the Tao, but repeated failures dealt a significant blow to his confidence.

For a moment, he was also lost in confusion, feeling that in such a vast world with so many gods and immortals, he could not find a single immortal to become his disciple. How incredibly unlucky he was!

Just as he was sighing, he happened to see the immortal. After a moment of reflection, the immortal, as if he had been drinking, arrived in front of him unsteadily on his cloud.

The immortal's words were like the sun breaking through the clouds, giving him a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

At this moment, he is full of confidence in the future.

Just as he was striding forward, suddenly, the sound of fierce fighting came from ahead, which made Jiang Shang tense up and cautiously move forward.

Soon, he saw two figures fighting in the woods ahead.

On one side was a bald, burly man who looked like a general, holding a large sword in one hand and a baby in his arms with the other.

On the other side was a gaunt Taoist priest with sinister eyes. He manipulated a crimson sword shadow with his right hand, which transformed into a streak of red light in the air, whistling back and forth and constantly attacking the general.

A battle between a martial artist and a Qi cultivator?

Jiang Shang's eyes flashed. Over the years, he had traveled and studied under many masters.

Although I haven't learned many skills, I still have a good eye.

Martial artists cultivate their bodies and excel in close combat, while Qi cultivators practice magic and are skilled in long-range attacks. When both sides are of similar strength, it comes down to who can seize the opportunity.

At this moment, the general's body was covered with "scars" from the flying swords, clearly indicating that the Taoist had the upper hand.

After all, he had to guard against the flying sword and protect the baby in his arms. What was even more disadvantageous was that the Taoist priest had also discovered this, so he controlled the crimson flying sword, which, like a snake spitting its tongue, kept slashing forward and attacking the baby.

This put the general at a greater disadvantage, as his armor was cut open, leaving him with more wounds.

"My master said, cherish life, and don't meddle in other people's business..."

Upon seeing this, Jiang Shang shrank back, recalling the admonition of his master from the farthest reaches of his lineage.

At this moment, he has already found a place where he can become an apprentice, so there is no need for him to get involved in this feud and risk his life, right?

Jiang Shang, you are still young and have a long road of immortality to walk. You can't fall here, can you?

Jiang Ziya kept trying to climb back while constantly reminding himself.

"Friend over there!"

At this moment, the bald, burly man stared intently at the Taoist priest and said, "Could you do me a favor?"

Jiang Shang looked around, paused for a moment, and remained silent.

“Friend, the child in my arms is the last bloodline of our king.”

The bald, burly man said in a deep voice, "I'll stop this evil Taoist. You take the child and leave. On behalf of the late royal family, I thank you."

"..." Jiang Shang remained silent.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest laughed and said, "Friend over there, don't believe this brute's words. Don't meddle in other people's business. We have no past grievances or recent enmities. I have never seen you before, so let's pretend we've never met."

“Friend, you’ve witnessed this today, he will definitely not let you off the hook,” the burly man said urgently.

While he was explaining himself, a down-on-his-luck middle-aged man stood up from behind the tree stump with a forced laugh.

"Ok?"

This scene startled the Taoist priest slightly, then he narrowed his eyes and said, "Friend, do you really want to meddle in this matter?"

He had just said he had never seen what the other person looked like when the other person stood up. Wasn't that just arguing with him?

"Hey, Immortal Master, please don't misunderstand. I'm not here to meddle. I just want to say something to you both," Jiang Shang said with a forced smile.

The Taoist priest, his expression grim and eyes flashing, asked, "What are you saying?"

"Gentlemen, harmony is the most important thing! Life is short!"

Jiang Shang helplessly spread his hands and said, "Why can't we all just live our lives properly? Why do we have to take shortcuts like this?"

After he finished speaking, the Taoist priest looked at Jiang Shang as if he were a fool.

The burly general was also astonished and speechless, seemingly unsure of what to say.

"call out!"

But at that moment, the Taoist seized the opportunity and suddenly spurred his flying sword forward like lightning.

The big man's arm and the baby flew up along with a spray of blood.

"Not good!" Jiang Shang's expression changed, and he pounced forward to grab the baby in his arms.

The general lost an arm and was severely injured. He staggered and only managed to stay upright by using his greatsword to support himself.

"Hahaha!" The Taoist priest, having successfully plotted against Jiang Shang and the general on the ground, looked at them with a relaxed expression: "Qiu Yuan, Qiu Yuan, why did you do this to yourself?"

"Some things are better left unsaid for everyone's benefit. You were still the Great General Protector of the Northern Mountain Kingdom, yet now you've ended up like this!"

"You evil Taoist, don't be so smug. You won't have a good end," the burly man said through gritted teeth.

"Maybe so, but you won't be able to see it."

The Taoist priest casually made hand seals, and the flying sword beside him, like his mood, rose and fell effortlessly, ready to take the lives of the two people in front of him at any moment.

"Master, be careful."

Jiang Shang warned, "The flying sword will pierce you."

The Taoist priest glanced at him and sneered, "Release..."

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly froze, and he looked down with an incredulous look on his face.

With a soft thud, the crimson flying sword that he had been controlling so skillfully was now embedded in his heart.

For a moment, the scene seemed to freeze.

The general, who had just lost his arm and was in despair, looked at the Taoist priest in shock, then at Jiang Ziya.

Suddenly, the Taoist priest's expression turned terrified.

As the blood seeped from his wound, it was strangely absorbed by the crimson flying sword.

P.S.: Back to writing! Let's fight until dawn tonight!

(End of this chapter)