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

Chapter 307 Guarding the Pangu Banner

P.S.: Sorry I'm late!
Kunlun Mountains.

A streak of light flew over and landed on Qilin Cliff; it was none other than the Void Daoist who had rushed back.

After taking a look at the scenery of Kunlun, he passed Qilin Cliff and headed towards Yuxu Palace. Along the way, he met many Yuxu disciples who bowed to him and called him "Senior Brother".

However, after the emptiness passed, they looked extremely surprised.

"Who is that senior brother?"

"I don't recognize him, but judging from his robes... he seems to be the sect leader's personal disciple."

"Wait a minute, we've met all twelve of our senior brothers, but not this one..."

The disciples stared at the empty back, and after some discussion, they realized they didn't recognize any of them.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a voice rang out behind them.

Behind them stood a Taoist priest with an unusual appearance, dressed in a black Taoist robe, and with a dignified expression.

Everyone turned around, their expressions changed drastically, and they all lowered their heads like mice seeing a cat, obediently saying, "Greetings, Teacher Randeng."

The visitor was none other than the Daoist Ran Deng, who had taken over all affairs of the Jade Void Palace.

Ran Deng stared at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "Why aren't you cultivating? What are you doing here shouting? Have you finished your homework for today?"

The disciples exchanged glances and had no choice but to tell the whole story.

"A personal disciple whom none of you know?"

After listening, Ran Deng looked in the direction where the emptiness had vanished, his eyes narrowing.

“Yes, Master Ran Deng, could it be that someone has infiltrated our Jade Void Palace?” a disciple asked.

"Nonsense! Do you think Jade Void Palace is a place anyone can come and go as they please?"

Ran Deng snorted and flicked his sleeves: "I am aware of this matter and will handle it myself. You may all disperse!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They bowed respectfully and dispersed.

Ran Deng looked towards Yu Xu Palace, then his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Before the Jade Void Palace, Kongxu walked on the forty-nine cloud-dragon white jade steps. Just as he was about to reach the end, a divine light shone and transformed into a figure that appeared at the highest point of the cloud steps.

"Are you the sect leader's newly accepted disciple?" Ran Deng smiled.

"Exactly!"

Kongxu glanced at Randeng and smiled, "Master has summoned me, please excuse me for leaving now."

Before they could finish speaking, the two had already passed each other.

The smile on Ran Deng's face froze, and the words of praise he was about to say were swallowed back down, his expression turning ugly.

When he turned around and looked at the figure, he saw that Kongxu had already entered the gate of Yuxu Palace.

"Good, good, what a great closed-door disciple! He's got personality!"

Ran Deng laughed, a chilling glint in his eyes.

After taking over all the affairs of Yuxu Palace, he naturally worked diligently and personally, fearing that he might not do a good job.

Upon seeing the emptiness, he recalled that Yuanshi Tianzun had taken on a closed-door disciple. He knew that this disciple spent almost every day with Yuanshi, and it was essential to maintain a good relationship with him.

Furthermore, this disciple is in the Jade Void Palace, unlike the Twelve Golden Immortals who are outside. They can be supported as his deputy in the future, so he did not hesitate to set aside his status and take the initiative to greet him.

did not expect……

Inside the Jade Void Palace, in the center, was still that figure shrouded in chaotic energy.

"Disciple Kongxu greets Master!"

Yu Xu stepped forward and solemnly kowtowed, saying, "May Master live a long and prosperous life!"

In mid-air, Yuanshi slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the empty space, and said, "Before the Heavenly Gate, a single shout drove back a million demon soldiers. How impressive!"

"That was Fellow Daoist Yu Ding's doing, and has nothing to do with my emptiness."

Kongxu asked in a serious tone, "I wonder what instructions Master has given me in summoning me back this time?"

"Keep making excuses, keep making excuses..." Yuanshi glanced quietly at the emptiness: "A great calamity is about to begin. Your fellow disciples are all in seclusion, awaiting the tribulation, only you..."

He was somewhat speechless as he spoke; the current Yu Ding was like a rabbit that wouldn't stay in its burrow, running around everywhere.

Kongxu looked up and asked, "Should we call Jade Cauldron Daoist back?"

“No need!” Yuanshi resolutely refused.

Kongxu asked in surprise, "Then why did Master summon his disciple back? Master has closed the palace and stopped lecturing, so there's no need to close the gates..."

"Now that a great calamity has begun, someone is needed to guard the treasures that protect our Jade Void Palace!"

Yuanshi looked deeply into the emptiness.

"Guarding the treasures of the sect..."

Kongxu paused, then asked, "Does this treasure need someone to guard it?"

"That's right, it's been a bit unstable lately!"

After a long while, Kongxu arrived at a hall behind the Jade Void Palace. Upon entering, he saw a high platform in the center of the hall.

A precious banner floats in the center of the platform, radiating a soft glow.

"This is the treasure of our sect... the Pangu Banner?"

Looking at the banner with a blank expression, he couldn't tell whether he was excited or thrilled.

"How dare you, you petty thief, trespass into the Jade Void Forbidden Area?!"

With a hum, the precious banner made a sound, shook violently, and suddenly unleashed a terrifying aura.

"what?"

Kongxu was startled and hurriedly said, "I'm not a petty thief, I'm Kongxuzi, the last disciple of Master Yuanshi!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Pangu Banner suddenly stopped and sighed, "Alas, you should leave. Doesn't Yuanshi have a single disciple with a sense of humor?"

emptiness:"???"

……

"edge……"

Prince Changqin stared at the jade cauldron and sighed softly, "Is it not wonderfully exquisite?"

Although he has entered the Great Luo Realm, who wouldn't want to comprehend the Dao left behind by the Twelve Ancestral Witches?
Since the Lich War, he had kept this golden animal hide, which was related to the heritage of the Lich Clan, and he had studied it countless times on his own, but the results were not significant.

But you're saying this... their Wu clan's heritage was comprehended by Yu Ding, what can he say about that?

"Master, is this Jade Cauldron Immortal only at the Celestial Immortal realm?"

Beside Prince Changqin, the page boy dressed in white, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, stared at Yu Ding and asked.

"What's wrong, Xiaobai? Is there a problem?" Crown Prince Changqin said calmly.

The young musician, nicknamed 'Little White,' frowned and said, 'But I heard... his disciple Yang Jianlongji has already become a Golden Immortal.'

Uh… Prince Changqin was slightly taken aback. After a moment of contemplation, he got up and went to the edge of the cliff. Looking into the distance, he said, “Time flies, and time is the most ruthless. Among all living beings, there is no shortage of geniuses.”

Even though I've seen geniuses like Yang Jian before, they're all far inferior to him in terms of cultivation speed and achievements. Why do you think that is?

Xiaobai fell into thought.

"Only with renowned teachers can there be outstanding students. While geniuses are common, renowned teachers are rare."

Prince Changqin stood with his hands behind his back, gazing into the distance and sighing, "So even if someone has extraordinary talent, without a master to guide them, they will ultimately be buried and become just another ordinary person." He paused, then added, "Clearly, Brother Yuding is such a person."

The young musician, Xiaobai, gazed thoughtfully at the jade tripod.

"Moreover, in my opinion, the saying 'a great teacher produces great students' is not really a skill."

Crown Prince Changqin turned to look at Yu Ding and said admiringly, "But are there any other disciples in the world who can teach disciples who are more capable than themselves?"

The young musician Xiaobai was suddenly stunned, then realized what was happening and stared at the jade cauldron in shock.

Perhaps it's because he's been by my side for so long that this kid's standards have risen. Even I, Brother Yuding, dare not neglect him, yet he still dares to look down on him... Crown Prince Changqin gazed at the shocked Qintong and the oblivious Yuding, lost in thought.

Furthermore, Yu Ding now carries the supreme inheritance of their Wu clan and cannot speak to him, which he understands is because Yu Ding's cultivation level is insufficient.

but……

A complex expression flashed in Prince Changqin's eyes.

Although his Wu clan had declined and almost disappeared from the world, and he had not comprehended its heritage, now that he had been fortunate enough to comprehend it through the Jade Cauldron, he had to find a way to ensure that the heritage would not be lost.

However, the Dao Fruits of the Twelve Ancestral Witches are too powerful, far exceeding Yu Ding's current understanding of the Dao. Therefore, Yu Ding can only comprehend them intuitively and cannot explain them to others. So how can he take them back?

"Now that you mention it, Master Yu Ding is truly formidable!"

The young musician gazed at the jade tripod and exclaimed, "This is the first time I've ever heard you praise someone like this, sir!"

"Hmm?" The boy's words interrupted Changqin's thoughts.

He glanced at his young apprentice musician, then at Yu Ding, who was completely absorbed in enlightenment...

Gradually, a glimmer of light appeared in Prince Changqin's eyes.

And getting brighter and brighter.

Then, a soft tinkling sound rang out again.

This time, however, the music sounded lighter, unlike the heavy music before.

These musical notes will not interfere; on the contrary, they will help Yu Ding to achieve a deeper level of enlightenment.

Yu Ding closed his eyes, a mysterious aura flowing around him. In his mind, the twelve Dao Seeds obtained from the Ancestral Witches evolved into countless runes, reconstructing the bodies of the Ancestral Witches. He then repeatedly observed the process of the twelve Ancestral Witches growing from weak to strong.

He manipulated the runes that constituted the Ancestral Witches, breaking and reassembling them to transform the twelve figures into one, striving to evolve the perfect form most suitable for his cultivation.

This is undoubtedly a difficult process. The twelve witch clans were born in accordance with the Great Dao, and their bodies are manifestations of the Great Dao. It is conceivable how difficult it is to evolve these twelve manifestations of the Great Dao into human form.

After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, accompanied by a resounding melody, it was as if a thunderclap echoed through the clear sky.

Outside, Yu Ding suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, and countless symbols formed a seemingly immortal humanoid creature within them.

"Finally..." Yu Ding let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes filled with both joy and exhaustion.

He broke and reassembled the symbols of the twelve ancestral witches' Dao seeds more than 30 million times, and finally succeeded once.

At first, he had no direction, but as he deduced further, he remembered that the earliest humanoid being was Pangu, whose form of the Great Dao was the most perfect.

Later, the witch and human races were born in human form, and even monsters who cultivated to a certain level had to transform into human form in order to continue their cultivation.

Knowing is one thing, but reassembling the twelve ancestral witches into a human form is another.

In a sense, the Twelve Ancestral Witches are the twelve most perfect biological forms.

Prince Changqin stared at the jade cauldron in astonishment.

Yu Ding was still the same Yu Ding, with no change in his cultivation level, but in Prince Changqin's eyes, Yu Ding seemed to have undergone a tremendous transformation.

"How long has it been?" Yu Ding asked, glancing around.

"It's been about eight or nine months. What's wrong, Brother Yuding? Is there something you need?" Crown Prince Changqin asked.

"Eight or nine months? That's alright..."

Yu Ding breathed a sigh of relief; he could still find time to undergo a tribulation.

If it had been any later, his disciple would surely have been tricked away by Manjushri.

"Brother Yu Ding, has your wish been fulfilled?" Crown Prince Changqin asked tentatively.

Yu Ding let out a weary breath and smiled slightly, "All the hard work finally paid off, it's all done..."

"It's good that it's complete!" Crown Prince Changqin said happily.

Yu Ding: "emmm..."

How can I tell Brother Changqin that he hasn't finished speaking yet?

The original profound skill only had six stages, which could only allow him to cultivate to the Heavenly Immortal Realm. However, he had limited time this time and was concerned about his grand-disciple, so he stopped after completing the seventh stage.

It's not too late to elaborate and complete the eighth stage later. Anyway, with the inheritance of the Twelve Ancestral Witches as a reference, the cultivation method of the eighth stage of the Great Luo Realm is not a big problem.

As for the ninth transformation... that exists only in the original Jade Cauldron True Man's imagination, and it's uncertain whether it will come to fruition. He doesn't want to take any risks; one Great Luo Dao Fruit is enough.

"Um... Brother Yu Ding!"

Crown Prince Changqin coughed lightly: "I have something to say, but I don't know if I should."

Yu Ding laughed and said, "Brother Changqin, you're being too polite. We're practically family, so please feel free to speak."

"Well... Brother Yu Ding, to be honest, this child used to have a master who was also surnamed Yu, but unfortunately he died young."

Prince Changqin pulled over the pageboy Xiaobai and said, "You look so much like his master. Ever since he met you, he's been dreaming of becoming your apprentice and learning something from you. Xiaobai, do you think Brother Yuding's smile looks like your master's?"

"My...my master...is similar, especially when he's not smiling!"

The young musician was initially confused, but then he realized what was happening.

What's this, are you going to give me another "money-is-no-object" performance? Do you have any chicken stew with mushrooms...? Yu Ding coughed and said, "Since we have this connection, and Brother Changqin and I are kindred spirits, I'll accept it just for the sake of our relationship!"

Look at this child... with his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, he seems perfectly normal. There shouldn't be any major problems.

……

Chen Tang Pass! City gate tower.

"Madam, please slow down..."

Li Jing quickly caught up with the heavily pregnant Yin Guangling, supporting her arm and saying, "You're about to give birth, what are you doing on the city wall? It's too dangerous!"

"It's just being pregnant. Do you think I'm that delicate? Do you believe I can fly on a sword?" Yin Guangling said irritably.

Li Jing quickly replied, "I believe you, but there's no need."

Yin Guangling smiled broadly, touched her belly, and leaned on Li Jing's shoulder.

"I wonder if Master will come this time?"

Li Jing gazed into the distance, his heart filled with anticipation.

"Brother Jing, do you think the baby is a boy or a girl?" Yin Guangling asked with a smile.

Li Jing said, "Boy or girl, it's all good, they're our children. If it's a girl, I'll find an immortal to teach her cultivation; if it's a boy..."

At this point, Li Jing paused, looked up at the sky, his gaze intense.

"What if it's a boy?" Yin Guangling asked curiously.

Li Jing chuckled, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "I'll teach the boys myself!"

"Are you sure you can do it?" Yin Guangling rolled her eyes at him.

Li Jing said, "Why not? I've also studied immortal arts. If all else fails, I still have a master, don't I?"

"What, do you want to become fellow disciples with your child?" Yin Guangling laughed so hard she almost fell over.

(End of this chapter)