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

Chapter 423 Father, I've chosen the right master
More and more characters flew out from the celestial book.

These ancient characters shone with golden light, each one like a little elf, exuding the principles of the Great Dao.

Gradually, the symbols no longer went only to Ao Bing's brow; some ancient characters with particularly intense light entered his acupoints all over his body.

Ao Bing suddenly felt his mind become clear, as if the nine most important orifices of cultivation had been opened. He felt as if his mind had never been so sharp before.

Upon seeing those ancient characters, he instantly grasped their meaning without even needing to think...

He had never felt so good.

His entire body glowed, with ancient characters guiding the abundant blood and qi within his body to circulate on their own, producing a sound like thunder or a torrent of water, repeatedly tempering his powerful physique.

boom!
At the same time, the ancient characters in his acupoints glowed, and he began to absorb the spiritual energy in the hall to fill his acupoints, and the absorption speed was getting faster and faster and the amount required was getting larger and larger.

Ao Bing's magical power is also increasing rapidly.

Outside, Ao Guang sat with his eyes closed, leaning against a pillar, panting heavily, his face pale and almost bloodless.

Although the East Sea Dragon Pearl was split into four, its power was greatly reduced and it no longer possessed the power of the original Sea-Suppressing Dragon Pearl. However, he still paid a great price to forcibly 'borrow' half of its fortune from it.

But the real trouble was yet to come.

Although he is the Dragon King of the East Sea and usually issues orders to manage this vast estate, in reality, he is not the only one who calls the shots here.

Besides him, there are five other elders of the same generation. They usually do not show their faces or get involved in affairs, and are only responsible for guarding the Demon Sealing Hall. However, when it comes to important matters concerning the East Sea Dragon Clan, all six of them need to hold a meeting to discuss them.

And those elders certainly wouldn't agree to gamble away half of their luck.

As for the changes in the Dragon Balls...

Before leaving, Ao Guang sealed the dragon pearl again to prevent it from causing any trouble for a short period of time.

He severed half of the dragon's fortune, which greatly weakened the East Sea Dragon Clan. Now that he had already made the dragon pearl, they did not resist, fearing that he might do something "stupid" in a moment of impulsiveness.

But since he dared to do it, he must have been prepared to pay the price.

The worst outcome of this matter would simply be that they dismissed his Dragon King and allowed him to continue guarding the Demon Sealing Hall.

Of course, the outcome might not be so bad; don't forget that his Ninth Uncle is still around this time.

In any case, this time he treated his ninth uncle with utmost hospitality.

He glanced back at the training room behind him.

Then he sat down cross-legged and took the time to regulate his breathing, calm his churning blood and qi, and recover from his injuries.

He wasn't sure how long Dragon Ball could hold out, so he stayed here and wouldn't let anyone disturb his son until he emerged from seclusion.

Time flies, and nine days have passed in a flash.

When the tenth day arrived...

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Ao Guang, who was healing, sensed something, opened his eyes, and looked at the training room behind him.

As far as the eye could see, endless spiritual energy from all directions was drawn into the East Sea Dragon Palace, enveloping the training room like a lake.

This scene immediately alarmed everyone in the East Sea Dragon Palace, who rushed out of their rooms, staring in shock at the strange phenomenon.

“This is…” Ao Guang was somewhat shocked and at a loss.

This situation was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Inside the training room, Ao Bing stood solemnly, then suddenly opened his eyes, which shone with golden light.

"Ah!" Ao Bing suddenly opened his mouth and let out a long roar. Behind him, a white dragon phantom with scaly armor twisted its body and appeared, raising its head and letting out a childish dragon roar.

With this dragon's roar, the spiritual lake in the sky seemed to be guided towards the training room, where it was half swallowed by the white dragon and sucked into its mouth, looking like a funnel from afar.

"What happened?"

"What's the situation now?"

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared next to Ao Guang: Yu Ding, who looked surprised and suspicious, and Huang Long, who was tidying up his clothes and wiping the lipstick mark off his face.

The Jade Cauldron Immortal was dressed neatly and had no smell on him at all... Ao Guang was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at his disheveled Ninth Uncle, he couldn't help but sigh wearily.

Seeing his nephew looking over, Huang Long coughed and looked towards the training room, feigning surprise, "Ah, has my grand-nephew mastered it?"

No, this little dragon actually figured something out?

Yu Ding's expression was somewhat surprised and uncertain.

To be honest, he hadn't really had any hope for Ao Bing before this, since Ao Bing was just a whetstone to help Nezha grow in the Investiture of the Gods.

After his death, he did have a place on the Investiture of the Gods, and was given the title of Huagai Star Lord or something similar.

The scene before them was clearly similar to the strange phenomenon that occurred when Yuan Hong mastered his profound skill.

That tattered book... Yu Ding was somewhat on the verge of losing his temper, wishing he could immediately throw that tattered book on the ground and stomp on it a few times.

He practically wore out the search engine back then, but he still couldn't figure out a thing!
Ao Guang glanced at the jade cauldron and hesitated, saying, "I don't know what the situation is now either."

Inside the training room, Ao Bing was like a dragon about to die of thirst, needing to drink water, lots of water... and that spiritual energy was the water.

However, once the spiritual energy entered the body, it was refined into magical power by the frantically circulating Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Ao Bing's aura grew stronger and stronger.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Yu Ding, one of the three people outside, looked up with surprise.

His gaze pierced through the Dragon Palace's barrier, penetrated the waters tens of thousands of miles deep, and reached the surface of the sea.

But in the sky, dark clouds gathered from the heavens, with lightning flashing like thousands of thunder dragons, carrying a dangerous aura.

A true dragon's calamity?!

Yu Ding's heart stirred as he looked toward the training room. Qi cultivators who follow the path of celestial immortals and cultivate to become immortals are called True Immortals, while the ancient name for the dragon race is True Dragon.

This little guy is quite lucky... Yu Ding was a little surprised, but still smiled and was happy for Ao Bing.

This is a double blessing, as practicing this technique will also increase one's power.

When Yuan Hong and Yang Jian mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, they also entered the Dao Integration Realm in one go, but they both underwent the tribulation to become immortals after descending the mountain.

Although Ao Bing had some foundation, he is indeed the one who benefits the most from the current True Dragon Tribulation.

At this moment, Ao Bing sensed something in the training room. Upon closer inspection, his head went numb and his dragon scales bristled: "True Dragon Tribulation?"

Distant memories flooded his mind.

Lightning flashed everywhere, electric snakes darted about, and black clouds almost engulfed the sky and earth.

He seemed to be inside the womb of a graceful and noble woman, where he 'saw' someone casting spells amidst a sky full of thunder, desperately resisting and struggling to hold on.

But amidst that earth-shattering scene, the woman was struck by lightning, coughing up blood and flying through the air.

And the woman was protecting "him" even as she withstood the lightning tribulation.

"Queen mother?"

Ao Bing called out softly, then shook his head violently to regain his senses. He covered his head in terror and said, "No, I wasn't prepared, I wasn't prepared!"

Are you kidding me? You're trying to kill me by subjecting a ten-year-old dragon to a true dragon tribulation? Do you have any humanity left? How can a dragon possibly survive like this?

His mother was left with a Dao injury during her tribulation, and she died shortly after giving birth to him.

He was only ten years old. Before comprehending the profound skill, he was only at the Refining God Realm and his magic power was not enough. He was still far from transcending the tribulation. Who knew that comprehending a profound skill would lead to a tribulation?

"I'm dying! I'm dying! What do I do? Father, save me! Master, save me!"

He was terrified, pressing his hands to his head as if his brain was about to explode, and he was so nervous that he almost ground his teeth to powder.

Then... he suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"No, it seems..."

At this moment, Huanglong also noticed something, and looked up at the sea in surprise, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper as if he had become nearsighted.

Suddenly, he shuddered, grabbed Ao Guang, pointed to the sky, and exclaimed excitedly, "True Dragon Calamity! My nephew's grand-nephew's true..."

His smile suddenly froze. "Huh..."

Yu Ding also let out a soft exclamation, somewhat stunned, but then he saw that the tribulation clouds in the sky were slowly dissipating, and a few claps of thunder were heard.

There seems to be a sense of resentment... that they came with high hopes but left disappointed.

"No way, why did the tribulation clouds dissipate? Hey, don't go! Let my grand-nephew undergo his tribulation! Don't go! Is the process finished and you're leaving already?"

Huang Long jumped up and down in a fit of rage, yelling, "I'm telling you, if you stand in the way of my nephew's path, you..."

However, the calamity clouds in the sky completely dissipated.

Ao Guang comforted him, "Uncle Jiu, don't get agitated. Perhaps you've misjudged."

"Could it be that I really saw it wrong?"

Even Huang Long began to doubt his own eyesight.

Yu Ding asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

He clearly saw that what had just happened was definitely Ao Bing's True Dragon Tribulation, and there was absolutely no mistake about that.

only……

He glanced at the practice room and rubbed his temples, feeling somewhat weary.

He wasn't confident he could overcome the tribulation back then, so he suppressed his cultivation and delayed the True Immortal Tribulation. As a result, he faced an unprecedentedly difficult True Immortal Tribulation, which left him completely helpless.

"This little dragon cub doesn't learn anything good, he just picks this instead." Yu Ding thought to himself, utterly speechless.

With the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts protecting them and their powerful dragon physiques, they are doubly protected and can confidently face this True Dragon Tribulation.

So you chickened out?!
Hmph, you'll see how powerful they are next time.

Of course, despite the complaints, a strange smile appeared on Yu Ding's face: "He has some of the style of my master back then."

“Oh, Yu Ding, your cultivation level is too low to see clearly. I clearly saw it just now…” Huang Long explained from the side.

After listening, Yu Ding nodded and said, "Perhaps your expectations were too high and you were seeing things."

"Am I seeing things?" Huang Long muttered.

Yu Ding looked at Ao Guang intently and asked, "Where has the Dragon King been these past few days?"

He could tell at a glance that Ao Guangyuan was severely injured, but he didn't know what had happened.

Ao Guang laughed and said, "Little Dragon is protecting Bing'er here. Let's go and see Bing'er."

Inside the training room, Ao Bing lay on the ground, panting heavily. His clothes were tattered, and a nine-palace eight-trigram pattern was drawn on his dantian, which then gradually faded and disappeared.

At this moment, Ao Bing was covered in sweat, his face showing relief at surviving a disaster.

"Thank goodness I made it through this time. Phew, I'm alive."

Ao Bing murmured, "I must ask my father about the precautions for passing the tribulation, what method is more stable and has a higher success rate. Hmm, I also need to ask my master and Ninth Grandfather... We must maximize the success rate and not repeat the tragedy that happened to my mother."

His expression darkened as he finished speaking.

These memories are from before he was born, when he was still a dragon egg and had long forgotten them, but they came back to him under the immense pressure of this calamity.

At this moment, the doors of the main hall opened.

Yu Ding, Huang Long, and Ao Guang stepped into the hall together.

"Master, Ninth Master, Father, you've arrived!"

Ao Bing jumped up in surprise and walked forward, presenting the Xuan Gong Heavenly Book with both hands. He puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Master, I have comprehended the Xuan Gong you taught me. How about that? I didn't disappoint you, did I?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes filled with joy as he looked at his son, murmuring, "It's good that my son has achieved his cultivation, it's good that he has achieved his cultivation!"

After listening to his ninth uncle's introduction, he also felt that this was a technique that could change his destiny.

He didn't aspire to become as powerful as Erlang Shen, but if he could cultivate to the level of his son, he wouldn't have to be like him.

Hearing Ao Guang's commotion, Yu Ding glanced at Ao Bing thoughtfully, then took the Heavenly Book and laughed, "Indeed, my disciple has not disappointed his master and your father."

"Wow? It's really finished! Let's go see Grandpa Jiu."

Huanglong picked up Ao Bing with both hands, glanced at the jade cauldron, and smiled: "What is so mysterious and wonderful about the secret technique that your grandmaster passed on to your master that could create such a freak as Yang Jian?"

In fact, it wasn't just him; after Yang Jian grew up, his other fellow disciples also became extremely curious and interested in this profound skill.

Ao Bing couldn't help but look at the jade cauldron.

Huang Long laughed and said, "Nephew, don't look down on him. Ninth Grandfather is no outsider, and besides, your master is not a stingy person."

Ao Bing remained silent.

Yu Ding smiled and said generously, "That's right, it's alright, disciple, just tell him what you've figured out."

Ao Bing pondered for a moment, then looked at Huang Long, who was looking on expectantly, and scratched his head, saying with difficulty, "Grandpa Jiu, it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that... I can't explain it."

Huang Long frowned: "What do you mean?"

Ao Bing said helplessly, "That thing is too profound. I can understand it, but I can't explain it."

"Is that so?" Huang Long was taken aback.

Yu Ding smiled and said, "Once you cultivate to the eighth or ninth level of the profound mystery, you can roam freely in the world. This is what is called—ineffable!"

Even the adult ape Yuan Hong couldn't explain it clearly back then, yet Huanglong was still relying on Ao Bing, a little dragon cub who hadn't even grown his hair yet.

Huang Long looked at Yu Ding, who had a calm expression, and then at Ao Bing, who looked completely innocent...

"Hmph, who knows if you two, master and disciple, conspired to deceive an honest man like me."

Huang Long angrily put Ao Bing down on the ground and said, "Nephew, you're starting to go astray now."

Ao Bing grinned obediently.

Yu Ding laughed and said, "Alright, you all go out first. I want to check how my disciple is doing in his cultivation, to make sure there are no problems."

"Thank you for your help, Immortal Jade Cauldron."

Ao Guang said something and went out with Huang Long.

After the two left, Ao Bing said, "Master, I didn't ask about my cultivation... Hiss!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly gasped and collapsed to the ground.

However, when Yu Ding swept the whisk in his hand, one end of the handle reached his dantian in his abdomen.

With a 'buzz' sound, a diagram of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams appeared, and his abdomen was already swollen from the unrefined spiritual energy.

Yu Ding said, "Why don't you quickly unseal the Eight-Nine Seal Technique and deal with the absorbed spiritual energy?"

Ao Bing looked at Yu Ding in surprise and doubt: "Master, you also cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts?"

Yu Ding chuckled: "Understanding and being able to do are two different things. I don't cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, so I don't know the techniques, but that doesn't mean I don't understand the Taoist arts within."

Ao Bing seemed to be thinking about something, then hesitated and said, "But we can't untie it, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, your True Dragon Tribulation will arrive?" Yu Ding said calmly.

The young prince stared wide-eyed at his master and stammered, "That's right, Master. I was far from being able to undergo tribulation before, so I didn't understand it at all and had no confidence whatsoever. Now, undergoing tribulation is no different from sending someone to their death."

"My mother perished during the True Immortal Tribulation, so... so I want to wait until I understand the tribulation better, am better prepared, and have a higher chance of surviving it... before I try!"

He looked at the jade cauldron and felt that the figure was so unfathomable at this moment, and that the eyes seemed to be able to see through everything about him.

But didn't Father say that Master had already met with disaster?
This little dragon cub is thinking so much... Yu Ding was stunned when he heard this. This kid's request was even more secure than his.
"Don't worry, I have a more reliable method. The method you're using is too crude and stupid."

Yu Ding said speechlessly, "How could you come up with such a stupid idea as sealing yourself? Luckily, the heavenly tribulation just dissipated, otherwise, if the heavenly tribulation came, what difference would there be between you and courting death?"

Ao Bing looked at Yu Ding in surprise. No, how come this master seems so... professional in this area?
"Master, you said... you have a better way?" Ao Bing asked tentatively with a strange expression.

Yu Ding glanced at him: "You're not the first to postpone the Ascension Tribulation."

Ao Bing: ('')?
Father, I've chosen the right master!
(End of this chapter)