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

Chapter 269 I understand Master's intention!

Yu Ding scrutinized the young man for a while, then asked, "What's your name?"

"What should I call you...?" The young man seemed hesitant. After a moment of hesitation, he looked up and asked seriously, "Do I have to answer?!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Ding was somewhat surprised. Logically speaking, there was nothing to hide about one's name, but at this moment he sensed that the young man seemed unwilling to reveal his real name.

This young man is so young, yet he has already reached a high level in the martial arts world and is doing so very steadily. Such a person is definitely not an ordinary person.

The five-colored divine ox was following behind, could it be...? Yu Ding looked up at the obedient ox behind the young man, his eyes flickering, and said calmly, "In this world, a name is just a label..."

Since Guigu was just a pseudonym he used, he didn't care about his disciples' real names.

In addition, he had some clues about the young man's identity. Besides, he was the Jade Cauldron Immortal. If he wanted to know anything, he could just do some divination.
"So you're determined to become my disciple?" Yu Ding raised an eyebrow.

The young man nodded, his expression resolute: "Absolutely!"

"If you want to become my disciple, that's your business, and I have no right to interfere."

Yu Ding looked at the young man earnestly and said, "But I must first make it clear that I am merely a hermit from the mountains and have little knowledge of martial arts cultivation. If you become my disciple, I might inadvertently hinder your progress..."

"No!"

Before Yu Ding could finish speaking, the young man's eyes flashed with determination, and he said with unwavering resolve, "I firmly believe that the Immortal Master would never mislead me!"

Goodness, you seem to have more confidence in me than I do... Yu Ding gave the young man a deep look, then suddenly smiled and said, "But I have to say, you really have a good eye."

The young man looked surprised.

Yu Ding laughed and said, "I have been traveling around for two reasons: firstly, to explore the world, and secondly, to find a place to cultivate. When I passed through Ghost Valley in Yunmeng Mountain, I found the feng shui of this place to be good, so I chose it as my training ground. And you will become the first disciple of my Ghost Valley lineage. How about it, are you happy or not?"

The young man forced a smile, nodded hurriedly, and kowtowed, saying, "Master, please accept my three bows!"

Having said that, he turned over and kowtowed three times to the jade cauldron.

“Very well, now that you’ve joined my sect, I need to come up with a title for you. And since you’re the founding disciple of our sect, this title must be impressive,” Yu Ding said thoughtfully.

The young man's expression shifted, and a hint of anticipation appeared on his face.

"What do you think I should call you? A title is quite an important matter, but unfortunately, it's not my forte," Yu Ding said, frowning.

The young man quickly clasped his hands in greeting and said, "No matter what Master calls me, I will not mind."

"You don't mind? Not bad, not bad. At such a young age, you can see through the difference in forms of address. That's truly remarkable."

As Yu Ding spoke, he noticed the ox behind him and raised an eyebrow: "How about I call you Ox..."

Upon hearing the word "cow," the young man was immediately dumbfounded. Knowing something was wrong, he blurted out, "Alright, then this disciple will be called Ziyu."

"Ziyu?" Yu Ding gave the young man in front of him a deep look.

"Disciple misspoke, it should be Huang Yu, Huang Yu!"

The young man immediately felt a chill and lowered his head somewhat guiltily.

“It’s alright, call me whatever you like. There’s a bamboo forest in these mountains. Go and find yourself a place to stay first, settle down, and then come find your master!” Yu Ding said calmly.

"Yes!"

The young man was very energetic; he got up and strode out of the valley.

"What a remarkable person... an outstanding individual!"

Yu Ding looked at the young man's back with admiration in his eyes; his judgment of people had never been wrong!

As the saying goes, some people are born with a dazzling aura that makes them impossible to ignore wherever they go.

“But…” Then Yu Ding’s gaze sharpened: “Zi Yu?”

The surname Zi is extremely rare and highly respected today.

Because the royal family of the Shang Dynasty was of the Zi surname, and the Yin surname originated from the Zi surname, being a branch that evolved after King Pan Geng of Shang moved the capital to Yin.

"He said he came from Chaoge, and was accompanied by a five-colored divine ox..."

Yu Ding's expression became somewhat uncertain. Suddenly, he looked up sharply, his eyes flashing with divine light, and glanced in the direction where the boy was.

It would have been better if he hadn't looked; once he did, Yu Ding's expression became incredibly interesting.

After a long time.

"As expected..." Yu Ding looked at the sky, his face showing exhaustion. Indeed, it's better to pretend you don't know some things!

He discovered both bad news and good news.

The bad news is that during the Investiture of the Gods war, Jie protected Shang and Chan assisted Zhou. Logically, he should have followed his master's footsteps and had no reason to support the Xiqi faction.

But now he has actually taken on a disciple from the Yin Shang camp, and it seems that...

"Wait a minute, this kid is a key figure in the Investiture of the Gods, and his karma and calamities are too deeply entangled. Could these calamities be transferred to me?"

Yu Ding suddenly looked tense, but he quickly realized, "Wait, am I already in the midst of this calamity? Oh, then it's alright."

Since he's already in dire straits, what is there for him to be afraid of!
Naturally, he figured he might as well make the best of it, but meeting this kid and having some interaction with him was something he hadn't expected.

Everyone saw it; it had nothing to do with him. This kid came looking for him on his own.

As for the good news... Yu Ding raised an eyebrow. This time, he recruited his disciple using the pseudonym Guiguzi, not Yu Ding Zhenren.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if any problems arose in the future, they wouldn't be able to trace it back to Master Yu Ding.

Indeed, having multiple aliases is quite necessary.

Huang Yu... then let it be Huang Yu. He'll just pretend he doesn't know anything and understand the situation.

Judging by the timeline, King Di Yi of Shang has not yet died of old age, and Di Yi has three sons, so there shouldn't be too many players eyeing this kid right now, right?
The young man who called himself Huang Yu was quite skilled in martial arts. He could chop down a large number of bamboo stalks as wide as a bowl without even blinking, using his hand blade.

Then he began to clumsily build himself a dwelling. Unfortunately, he had no experience and spent several days building a crooked bamboo hut. To put it nicely, it was a hut; to put it bluntly, it was nothing at all.

"no!"

Yu Ding, who came to inspect the work, immediately shook his head: "Repair it!"

"Yes..." Huang Yu was about to dismantle it, but he didn't have high hopes for this time.

A few days later, a makeshift bamboo hut that looked like a house appeared in the middle of the valley.

"Or not!"

Yu Ding continued to shake his head, glanced at him, and pointed to his head: "If you fail, don't rush to start again. Instead, you should learn to think more, find out the reasons for the failure, summarize the lessons learned, and strive for success next time. Otherwise, no matter how many times you try, it will be a waste of time."

Huang Yu was taken aback upon hearing this. After pondering for a long time, he resumed the work of chopping bamboo and building a bamboo house.

And so, a month passed quickly, and nine bamboo houses lined up in the valley, their evolution from bad to good resembling a history of bamboo house evolution.

“Not bad!” This time, Yu Ding finally nodded.

Huang Yu was overjoyed: "Then Master, can I start cultivating now?" Yu Ding smiled, suddenly raised his sleeve, and a stream of light flew towards Huang Yu with a "whoosh".

Huang Yu was taken aback, but the light came too fast for him to dodge. He instinctively reached out and grabbed it, but to his surprise, he easily caught the light in his hand.

"Take a look!" Yu Ding said with a smile.

Huang Yu lowered his head and opened his palm, then paused in surprise: "A stone?"

In his palm lay a very common little stone, nothing special at all.

He looked at him with a puzzled expression, but Yu Ding didn't explain. He turned around and left with his hands behind his back, saying, "Now you can go and check your cultivation results."

Huang Yu looked at the pebbles with some confusion, and finally walked towards his bamboo house. He walked from the worst house to the best one, and then walked from the good side to the bad side.

I hesitated like this several times...

"and many more!"

Suddenly, Huang Yu's gaze sharpened as he returned to the first bamboo house. He saw that not only was the construction method rough, but there were also many deep handprints on some of the bamboo.

He was born with superhuman strength, and after practicing martial arts, he became even more amazing. He could easily pull nine oxen backwards, but it was easy for him to exert great force. However, he could never quite control the amount of force he used.

But as he built the structure better and better, the deep handprints became shallower and shallower until they disappeared.

He looked at the pebble in his hand again... and suddenly exclaimed with delight, "I understand! Master's intention... I understand! Hahaha..."

Previously, pebbles would shatter into powder when they fell into his hands, but this time they remained intact.

"What are you doing, kid? Why aren't you here yet?"

Inside the reed hut, Yu Ding looked into the valley and paused, stunned, when he saw the ecstatic Huang Yu.

No, no, no... really?

What do you know, kid?

"I understand, making things look easy isn't a skill!"

Huang Yu looked towards the valley, his expression a mixture of shock and delight: "Master saw that I couldn't control my strength, so he deliberately used this to train me..."

Yu Ding's face darkened, his lips twitched, and he looked up at the sky speechlessly.

What's wrong with the comprehension of young people these days?

It's not that profound, but you can actually grasp something; yet, it's also profound, but you end up misunderstanding everything...

To be honest, he just wanted to make things difficult for this kid, to let him, who had been pampered since childhood, experience the hardships of the working class.

Secondly, once I've mastered the craft, I'll build him a place too...

So... where did this misunderstanding go this time?

He now seriously suspects that if he randomly threw a cultivation manual at a pig, that pig could eventually attain enlightenment and become an immortal!

Soon, Huang Yu excitedly approached the jade cauldron, whose expression held a hint of melancholy, awaiting further instructions.

"Now you can go and cultivate."

Yu Ding asked, "What do you practice? Or rather, what are you good at?"

"Practice everything!"

Huang Yu thought for a moment and said, "I'm better at swordsmanship!"

"sword?"

Yu Ding raised an eyebrow. What a coincidence! He made a hand seal and drew a light blue sword light from his sleeve, which transformed into a celestial sword. He gestured and said, "Go and practice!"

"What is this sword called?" Huang Yu's expression immediately brightened and his face lit up with joy when he saw the sword. Even with his discerning eye, he could tell that this sword was no ordinary item.

Yu Ding said calmly, "It doesn't have a name. It's for your training."

Huang Yu: "..."

So extravagant... but he really loves it!

Huang Yu raised his hand and took the sword. As soon as he gripped it, a light blue light entered his hand. A look of pleasure appeared on Huang Yu's face, causing his entire arm to tremble.

The sword trembled slightly, as if it too was cheering and jumping for joy.

shhhhhh...

Next, amidst the crisscrossing sword energy, Yu Ding realized that the boy was indeed telling the truth; his swordsmanship had truly reached a very high level of proficiency, freeing him from the constraints of mere techniques.

With the aid of that sword, he was like a tiger with wings, his power multiplied. If a Qi cultivator of the same level were to get close to him, their fate would be as cruel as cutting melons and vegetables.

"Your swordsmanship is indeed quite good."

Yu Ding nodded slightly: "But it's still within the realm of technique, far from the threshold of swordsmanship. Practice hard!"

"Yes!" Huang Yu pondered for a moment and then asked, "By the way, Master, may I ask if Ghost Valley has any sword techniques to practice?"

"Well... of course we do."

Yu Ding coughed and said, "However, you are new to our sect, and my Ghost Valley Sword Dao is still too profound for you. When the time is right, I will naturally teach you."

"Alright!" Huang Yu had no doubts and began practicing in the mountains outside Ghost Valley.

As for his question... he really wanted to ask, but he also considered that he had only recently become an apprentice and it would be a bit presumptuous to ask it.

It's better to wait until you're more familiar and closer to his master before asking.

"I almost forgot if this kid hadn't mentioned it. As the founder of Guigu, I do indeed have something to leave behind."

Yu Ding's eyes flickered: "But the methods of the Chan and Jie sects are too complicated to be spread outside... Never mind, let's use those as a reference and create some new ones."

With his level of understanding and vision, even a casual piece of writing from him would be enough to benefit future generations.

Thus, a period of peace passed amidst the busy work of the master and apprentice.

Just when everything was proceeding smoothly...

"Someone else is here?" Yu Ding opened his eyes in surprise and looked out of the mountain.

Yunmeng Mountain, shrouded in a thin mist.

"Oh no, oh no, oh no, we're lost in these mountains! It's all your fault, you little black chicken..."

A young man in his early twenties sat down on the ground with a thud, looked around, and said with distress, "I wonder if the old man is going to cheat me?"

A dream led me in this direction, saying there was a great opportunity. Where is it?

As he walked, a black bird, resembling a chicken, shrank its head and looked around.

P.S.: Happy Children's Day to all my big friends!
(End of this chapter)