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

Chapter 230 People want to buy it, and the treasure wants it too, what to do?
"Teach a...apprentice who isn't very talented?"

Yu Ding gave Ling Zhuzi a deep look; he knew exactly what the boy was thinking.

However, he did not speak, but began to think, because Li Jing's aptitude was really lacking, and it would be too much of a waste of effort to take him on and teach him.

In addition, there is another, deeper reason.

What if Li Jing becomes his disciple, and Randeng finds out in the future and refuses to pass on the Linglong Pagoda to Li Jing?
Then, the future famous Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King... wouldn't he be gone?

"Yes, yes!"

Feeling that he had already persuaded her to some extent, Ling Zhuzi decided to strike while the iron was hot. He looked at the jade cauldron and said, "Judging from your travel-worn appearance, Uncle-Master must have come from afar, right?"

"Oh, you can read faces now?"

Yu Ding smiled and said, "What else have you noticed?"

"Since you've said so, then I'll take the liberty of making a wild guess."

Lingzhuzi stared at the jade cauldron for a moment, then chuckled and said, "Did... one of your senior brothers cause you trouble again?"

"Alright, kid, but it's not one of your senior brothers, it's Longji!"

Yu Ding smiled helplessly and said, "Your martial uncle came back precisely to deal with some trouble."

"Senior Sister Longji?" Qingyun was taken aback.

"Oh, so it's Junior Sister Longji!"

Upon hearing this, Nezha perked up and asked in confusion, "But she's approachable, generous, and has mediocre magical power. What trouble could she possibly cause for my uncle? It shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

"Yes, it's not a big problem!"

Yu Ding said expressionlessly, "He just cut down a Grand Luo Golden Immortal with one sword strike and tore a quarter of the Heavenly Court apart."

"what?"

Upon hearing this, both Lingzhuzi and Qingyun were greatly alarmed.

Lingzhuzi hurriedly said, "Uncle-Master, don't think we're too young to be fooled and make up lies to deceive us."

Qingyun was also staring longingly at the jade cauldron.

"I wish this were just a fabricated story."

Yu Ding sighed and took out a scroll from his sleeve, handing it to Ling Zhuzi.

"Uncle-Master, what is this...?" Lingzhu asked in surprise.

"See for yourself!" Yu Ding said expressionlessly.

Lingzhuzi took the pen and opened it. Qingyun also curiously leaned over to take a look. It read: "Third-rank lieutenant general Qiu Chuse lost a 50-square-meter low-grade immortal mansion, containing some furniture and a spirit pet... The total loss is equivalent to 30,000 immortal spirit stones."

Thirty thousand spirit stones?

After closing the scroll, Lingzhuzi and Qingyun exchanged a glance and blinked.

Lingzhuzi laughed and said, "Thirty thousand immortal spirit stones doesn't seem like much."

“A scroll like this… I could fit seven houses in it.”

Yu Ding sighed, then suddenly said angrily, "These rebellious disciples, none of them give me any peace of mind. What use are they?"

Although he understood that his disciples had their reasons for challenging the Heavenly Court, he still felt angry when he thought about it.

Those who know the inside story understand that this matter has nothing to do with him, but those who don't know might connect the dots and think that he instigated these rebellious disciples to cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace!

If these disciples weren't obedient and filial, he would have already cleaned up the sect.

"Seven...seven houses!"

Upon hearing this word and seeing Yu Ding's angry expression, Qingyun and Lingzhuzi exchanged glances, not daring to utter a sound.

Wait, isn't this heaven helping me...? Suddenly, Lingzhuzi had a flash of inspiration and said cautiously, "So, Uncle-Master, shouldn't you take on an obedient, honest, and trouble-free disciple?"
"These talented and quick-witted disciples, the more skills they learn, the bigger the trouble they cause, right?"

I feel like you're talking about yourself... Yu Ding glanced at him: "Hmm?"

Ling Zhuzi's expression tightened, and he quickly smiled apologetically, "Uncle-Master... well, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"No, I think what you said...makes some sense."

Yu Ding nodded slightly and said that he had some ideas about how to settle Li Jing.

"Really? So, Uncle-Master..." Lingzhuzi exclaimed with delight.

"Don't ask any more questions, don't say any more. Just go back first. Your master has also returned to Qianyuan Mountain."

Yu Ding looked at the stubborn figure on the mountain path and smiled, "Don't worry about that kid, I have my own plans for how to deal with him!"

"All right!"

Lingzhuzi sighed, "Thank you very much, Uncle-Master."

"Thank me..." Yu Ding glanced deeply at Ling Zhuzi, who was bowing. There's a saying that goes, "Cleverness can be a double-edged sword."

Your own father was someone you begged and pleaded to be sent to me. As long as you don't regret it later, that's fine.

Lingzhu nodded and transformed into a streak of fire, heading towards Qianyuan Mountain. "Let's go!" Yu Ding was about to step towards the Golden Cloud Cave at the summit.

After taking only a couple of steps, Yu Ding suddenly turned back with some confusion: "Have I... forgotten something?"

“Master, then…” Qingyun was a little worried about Li Jing.

Yu Ding smiled meaningfully and said, "Qingyun, I have a question for you!"

Qingyun hurriedly said, "Please speak, sir!"

Yu Ding looked at Li Jing and said, "I want to take the person, and I also want the treasure. What do you suggest?"

In the original Investiture of the Gods, Li Jing was originally a disciple of the True Man Du'e of Kunlun Mountain, but was eventually poached by Ran Deng, who exchanged a pagoda for Li Jing to join his own sect.

But if Li Jing were under his tutelage, then Randeng probably wouldn't dare to poach him, so...

"Huh?" Qingyun was completely confused.

"Alright, I've calculated it. He has no affinity with our Jade Spring Mountain, nor with this humble Taoist. He's gone!" Yu Ding said.

"Oh!" Qingyun nodded, still pondering the profound meaning of the old man's question.

……

At this moment, on the long ancient road of Kunlun.

A figure drenched in sweat climbed the last step, then flipped over and lay sprawled on the ground, panting heavily.

Jiang Ziya, covered in sweat and panting, said, "I... I've climbed up."

"Yes, you made it up."

Shen Gongbao appeared behind his head, blocking the sunlight and casting a shadow.

Jiang Ziya opened his eyes, and the two smiled at each other. Shen Gongbao took a gourd from his waist and threw it at Jiang Ziya: "This is wine that can replenish your spiritual power. Take a few sips and it will relieve your fatigue."

"Thanks!"

Jiang Ziya smiled, took the gourd, opened it, smelled it, and gulped down two large mouthfuls, exclaiming, "Good wine!" Then he fell into a deep, satisfied sleep.

Shen Gongbao didn't urge him; he simply stood quietly beside Jiang Ziya, shielding him from the sunlight.

The rising sun climbed higher and higher behind him until it was directly overhead. Jiang Ziya opened his eyes, rolled over, and looked at his hands with surprise.

His spiritual power not only fully recovered, but also improved slightly.

"Let's leave now that you're awake!"

Shen Gongbao turned around and led Jiang Ziya toward Yuxu Palace.

"Am I now considered a disciple of Jade Void Sect?"

"Wow, is this the Kunlun Wonderland?"

"Should I call you Senior Brother now? Senior Brother Shen?"

Along the way, Jiang Ziya was like a chatterbox, and Shen Gongbao sighed wearily.

Soon, Shen Gongbao led Jiang Ziya up Qilin Cliff to the Jade Void Sacred Realm, where they arrived in front of a small palace.

"Senior Brother Shen!" The disciple guarding the area bowed respectfully.

Shen Gongbao nodded and said to Jiang Ziya, "You should register here first, collect some clothes, and then someone will teach you how to do things. If you need anything, you can come to me."

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother Shen!" Jiang Ziya watched Shen Gongbao depart with gratitude.

In front of Jade Void Palace, the White Crane Boy gazed idly into the distance: "I wonder if Uncle-Master Jade Cauldron has received the disciple that Master designated!"

……

On the mountain path of Yuquan Mountain, Li Jing used his arms as legs to descend the mountain with great difficulty.

By the time he reached the bottom of the mountain, both of his palms were already worn raw.

What have I gained in the past five years?
Li Jing looked back at the long mountain path, at his upper leg stuck to the stone slab, and sighed.

In his current state, he has become disabled, and the already slim chance of being with that Miss Yin has now completely disappeared.

Is it worth it just to keep a promise?
Li Jing's eyes were filled with confusion, and his mind was in turmoil.

Anyway, the Lingzhu brothers eventually came out. Perhaps he confessed honestly to that immortal and has now become his disciple...

No, no, it's his business that Lingzhuzi came out; he did it to help me, but I can't betray him... After resting for a long time, Li Jing, the carpenter, made up his mind to continue on his journey.

Looking around, a sense of bewilderment flashed in his eyes, and finally he couldn't help but sigh to the heavens: "Heavens, the world is vast, but I, Li..."

"What do you mean, 'you'? Hey, young man, it's not good to be sighing like this at such a young age!"

But before Li Jing could finish his sigh, a voice rang out.

"Uh..." Li Jing was interrupted and felt extremely uncomfortable. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged scholar dressed as a fisherman, holding a fishing rod in one hand and a fish basket in the other, smiling at him.

(End of this chapter)