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

Chapter 310 Immortals and Gods are Heartless, Treating Mortals as Ants
In the general's mansion's reception room, Manjushri Bodhisattva stared intently at the gray-robed Taoist in the courtyard, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and began to stride out of the hall.

He, Manjushri, would absolutely not allow anyone to know him so well.

Absolutely not allowed!
With each step he took, Manjushri's aura increased.

In just seven steps, he released almost all of his cultivation, and the aura of a peak Great Power surged towards the gray-robed Taoist.

"Master, be careful!" Li Jing hurriedly reminded him.

To him, even a wisp of Manjushri's aura was as heavy as a sacred mountain. And now, as the other party unleashed its full power, though not aimed at him, he still felt his heart pounding and his soul trembling with cold.

"Brother Manjushri, are you perhaps angered by your own embarrassment?"

Yu Ding looked at Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, with a calm and composed smile on his face. Although he did not know the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, he had other arcane arts variations, so he was not afraid of being discovered.

As he spoke, faint black and white energies appeared around him, forming a faint Tai Chi diagram that circulated around him.

Although Manjushri was present when he comprehended this supernatural power, he didn't seem to have used it much, so he wasn't afraid of being recognized.

This Taoist art is so different from that of the Grand Master... Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, witnessed this scene and was shocked. After thinking for a moment, just to be on the safe side, he asked, "Where did you learn your master, fellow Daoist?"

As everyone knows, his grand-uncle only had one disciple, and that was Grand Master Xuandu.

but,
They also knew that their master had many incarnations!

If you meet a few people you like outside, and on a whim you teach them some Taoist arts and take them as disciples... isn't that perfectly logical?!
Upon hearing this, Yu Ding pondered for a moment and understood the concern behind Manjushri's question. So, with a thought, he deliberately remained evasive and said, "I do not know my master's name. I only met an old immortal in the mountains many years ago, who passed on some heavenly books and Taoist techniques to me."

This is a bit troublesome... Manjushri's expression remained unchanged, but he hesitated in his heart, and his originally incomparably powerful aura seemed to have become less domineering.

In this vast world, when you're out and about, it's not scary to encounter someone with a powerful background, because no matter how powerful that background is, it can't be as powerful as theirs.

But the most troublesome thing is that the lineage of the teacher is unknown!
Because you never know if you might offend a junior or disciple who has connections with some great deity or immortal.

Of course, given his background, he doesn't really need to worry about these things, because he has the most powerful backer in the primordial world. But if he offends his own people, then things will get a bit complicated.

"Fellow Daoist, may I have a moment with you?"

Manjushri stared intently at the jade cauldron, knowing that a test would reveal whether it was true or not.

He knew his own family best, and he was aware of some of his master's methods. If he had encountered someone from his own family this time, it would have been embarrassing if the flood had washed away the Dragon King's temple.

"No, I won't lend it! Brother, you can say what you have to say here."

Yu Ding glanced at Manjushri and said indifferently, "After we finish speaking, I should seek justice for my disciple who was bullied by you."

"Do not……"

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, was taken aback by these words, and his expression darkened again. Suppressing his anger, he said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, I am willing to lower my stance and provoke you repeatedly because I do not want any unnecessary misunderstandings between us. But please do not think that I am afraid of you."

"Finished?"

Yu Ding glanced at him, stretched out his right hand as if to challenge him, and said, "If you've finished speaking, then show me what you've got!"

Knowing that Manjushri Bodhisattva would abandon Taoism and become a Buddhist after the Investiture of the Gods, he already disliked him. Coupled with the conflict over Shen Gongbao, the two of them had long disliked each other.

Today is the perfect day for a fight!
"You... good, good, good, you and your master are truly outstanding."

Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, looked at the stubborn Yu Ding and then at Li Jing, who was equally unyielding. He couldn't help but laugh in exasperation. With a sweep of his whisk, the whisk filaments on it surged, sweeping towards Yu Ding like a silver dragon.

Yu Ding smiled, his figure soaring upwards, easily dodging the whisk, and suddenly soaring into the sky like a roc.

"You promised to seek justice for your disciple, so why did you run away again? Are you only good at empty talk?" Manjushri Bodhisattva looked up and couldn't help but sneer.

He was right, how dare a mere peak Celestial Immortal challenge a powerful being like him?

Although the highest realm is the Golden Immortal, and the title of Great Power is the top Golden Immortal, the gap between the Heavenly Immortal and the Great Power is incomparable to other realms.

The Golden Immortal realm cultivates the five elements of the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys, as well as the three flowers of essence, qi, and spirit at the top of the head. If the strength between each minor realm is like heaven and earth, then the master Li Jing in front of him is separated from him by nine heavens!
In addition, there is another barrier between Celestial Immortals and Golden Immortals!
Then, this Master Li Jing actually dared to speak arrogantly and spout nonsense in front of him.

If he hadn't specifically checked the other party's cultivation level again, someone who didn't know better would have thought he was a Great Luo Golden Immortal!

"Brother Dao, haven't you heard that when immortals fight, mortals suffer? Let's talk about this in heaven!"

Just then, a voice drifted down from the sky.

"Hmm?!" Manjushri Bodhisattva's gaze sharpened as he looked up at the sky. His eyes pierced through layers of clouds and mist, and he saw a figure standing in mid-air high above.

"Alright, fellow Daoist, I've arrived!"

Manjushri Bodhisattva's eyes flashed, and with one step, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

"Master?!"

Freed from his restraints, Li Jing ran into the courtyard, looked up at the sky, his eyes gradually turning red, his fists clenched tightly, and he roared in his heart, "It's happening again, it's happening again... What do the lives of mortals mean in the eyes of these gods?"

If his master hadn't reminded him of the battle in heaven, this Manjushri Bodhisattva would have attacked him right there in his residence, without any regard for the lives of his family and the people in the surrounding area.

"Heaven and earth are ruthless, regarding immortals and gods as ants. Immortals and gods are ruthless, regarding humans as ants. Even you mortals don't care how many ants you step on when you walk."

At this moment, Bifang, inside a glowing cage within his body, sighed, "Young Li, take it easy. This is how the world is; the strong rule."

Even someone as powerful as myself, a demon god of the ancient demon court—sounds impressive, right? But to put it bluntly, I'm nothing more than a slightly larger ant.

"The immortals and gods are heartless, regarding mortals as mere ants..."

With a whoosh, Li Jing appeared outside the cage, pondering the sentence repeatedly, his eyes growing brighter and his gaze becoming more resolute.

Hey, why does this kid only keep repeating this one sentence? There are more before and after me... Bi Fang looked at Li Jing, who was lost in thought, with some surprise.

“Bifang, who do you think would win if my master fought Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma?” Li Jing asked, looking up.

"Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Extensive Dharma!"

Bifang said without hesitation, "Don't look at me like that. I'm telling the truth and there's no way I can lie. I can't beat your master because he's not at his peak. Otherwise, he could have done it in the blink of an eye... cough cough. But this Manjushri Bodhisattva is different."

This person is one of the twelve direct disciples of the Chan Sect's sage, a true Jade Void Grandmaster, currently at his peak, possessing the Jade Void Profound Technique and various powerful spiritual treasures and magical artifacts... What does your master have?"

“Hmm…” Li Jing lowered his head and pondered, “But my master said that he often sparred with Jade Cauldron Immortal and won more often than he lost.”

"What? Say it again? He sparred with Master Yuding and won more often than he lost? Hahaha, hahahaha..."

Bi Fang seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. After confirming it, he clutched his stomach and laughed on a fiery tree in the prison, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

"What are you laughing at?" Li Jing asked, displeased.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts from laughing so much."

Bi Fang clutched his stomach, his expression turning serious as he looked at Li Jing: "Boy, I believe your master when he says he wins more battles than he loses against any of the Twelve Immortals, but I don't believe it, not even if you beat me to death!"

"You mean... Master Yuding is very powerful?" Li Jing frowned slightly. Bifang gave him a meaningful look and said seriously, "Powerful is an understatement. That old man Yuding... never mind, I won't say anymore."

"Oh right, I remember now, Master seems to have said that you were captured and sealed by Jade Cauldron Immortal."

Li Jing glanced deeply at Bi Fang, who was deliberately exposing his shortcomings, trying to provoke him into revealing more: "It seems that Master Yu Ding is indeed very powerful."

"Nonsense, do you need to tell me?"

This time, Bi Fang didn't refute, but instead rolled her eyes at Li Jing.

"If Master can't win, what should I do? How can I help Master and... protect my son?" Li Jing murmured with a complicated expression.

Just as Bi Fang was about to say something, he suddenly saw Li Jing look up and say seriously, "Bi Fang!"

"What...what are you doing?" Bi Fang was taken aback.

Li Jing's gaze was resolute, as if he had made a decision: "Where is the rest of you sealed? I need your power!"

"You've finally made a decision?" Bi Fang perked up immediately.

"I don't want to..."

Li Jing raised his right fist, his expression complex, and suddenly looked up, saying, "I don't want to see anyone important to me fall before my eyes again, and I'm too weak to do anything. I need power, the power to protect those I love. Bifang, lend me your power!"

"Hahaha, well said, kid, you've finally figured it out."

Bifang stood up from the tree, his expression excited, and said, "Now hand over your body to me, and I will find my power, the great power you need."

Inside the cage, endless flames, fueled by his emotions, burned fiercely.

Bi Fang's eerie crimson eyes also gleamed with boundless excitement.

He had tried to tempt the boy, but the boy's will was too strong, so his attempts to tempt him were all in vain.

But finally!

He had finally waited for the boy to need power, and now he could reclaim all his power and regain his freedom...

“Bifang, once you’ve regained all your power, you’ll wreak havoc, won’t you?” Li Jing suddenly asked.

Bi Fang, his thoughts exposed, gave an awkward smile as the flames in the prison went out: "How could that be? We've known each other for so long, am I that kind of demon god?"

“I believe you…” Li Jing said, giving Bi Fang a deep look.

Then he added in his mind, "What a load of rubbish!"

They looked at each other through the glowing fence, and Bifang used his appearance, so the two of them were like the inside and outside of a mirror.

The only difference is that Bifang has red eyes and demonic markings on its face.

Of course, he never let his guard down around Bifang. He didn't believe that a demon god who had lived for countless years could become a close friend with him after only a few years of getting to know each other.

Fortunately, his master had also left some backup plans.

Bi Fang laughed heartily: "Good brother, that's more like it!"

A long time passed in Li Jing's mind, but only a moment passed in the outside world.

Just as Xiao Bai was about to go over and greet his senior brother after he had been staring blankly for a while, he suddenly saw crimson demonic markings appear on the senior brother's face, his eyes turn into crimson pupils, and a pair of blazing wings appear on his back.

"Master..." Xiao Bai's pupils contracted as he witnessed this scene, and he stood there dumbfounded.

"Huh, a pure-blooded little witch?"

Bi Fang gave Xiao Bai a deep look and smiled, "But I don't have time to play with you this time. I'll find you next time."

After saying that, the fiery wings behind him flapped, and with a "whoosh," he broke through the air and rushed into the sky. After identifying his direction, he rushed in one direction.

"Senior brother...is he a demon?"

Xiao Bai frowned, staring intently in the direction Bi Fang had left, his expression filled with shock.

He felt that for a moment, the blood flowing in his body stopped flowing, and then he became restless. Several images flashed through his mind, making him feel agitated and agitated, but he couldn't remember the specific images.

"Is this... our clan's... mortal enemy?"

Xiao Bai whispered, looking up in confusion: "Why would Master take a demon as a disciple? What... is going on?"

At this moment, above the layers of clouds, everything was pure white, and golden sunlight shone on the clouds.

"Connect...to..."

Suddenly, an incredibly terrifying tremor and aura erupted, and at the same time, a voice rang out.

But soon, accompanied by a deep, earth-shaking roar, a vast and majestic aura and supreme power swept across the heavens and earth, shaking all directions.

Above the sky, a figure retreated hundreds of miles from the clouds before stopping. It was Yu Ding. Although he looked disheveled, his expression remained extremely calm. He casually raised his hand to brush off his clothes and smiled, "Brother Manjushri's magical power is extraordinary. This humble Daoist... admires you!"

The power contained in Manjushri's attack just now was considerable; he managed to catch it, but he couldn't neutralize it...

"You...you're alright?"

Manjushri Bodhisattva stared at the jade cauldron, somewhat surprised and uncertain. A peak Celestial Immortal had actually withstood a real attack from a powerful being like him.

However, he had just seen it clearly; it all depended on the supernatural power the opponent used, and the supernatural power clearly contained the mystery of Tai Chi Yin and Yang.

"Who exactly is your master, fellow Daoist?" Manjushri Bodhisattva asked in a deep voice.

He found it hard to believe that this person had no connection with that senior master.

Yu Ding said coldly, "Didn't I already say that?"

“Fellow Daoist, this may be a misunderstanding. I do have a master-disciple relationship with your disciple’s son. That child will be entrusted with a great mission in the future, and you should not stop me.”

Manjushri Bodhisattva shook his head and said, "With my abilities, it would only be beneficial for that child to become my disciple, and there would be no harm in it."

"No, no, no, Brother Dao is good in every way, but I've heard that his immortal quality is a bit lacking. No matter how high his cultivation is, my grand-disciple can't take Brother Dao as his master." Yu Ding shook his head.

"You're being insolent! I see you're refusing to listen to reason and will only suffer the consequences. Fine, so what if you're a disciple of my senior master? I'll just capture you and hand you over to him for punishment, won't that make things clear?"

Upon hearing this, Manjushri was once again subtly mocking his poor celestial status. Finally, his anger surged, and he could no longer contain himself. He raised his hand, pointed at the jade cauldron, and shouted in a deep voice:

"Dragon-Hiding Stake!"

Sorry for keeping everyone waiting. My personal matters are resolved, so I can finally update again. Apologies!

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