Uncle Nine: Starting with double pupils, he turned his master into a zombie.

Seeing that the topic of apprentices had come up, Uncle Nine immediately spoke up as well.

"My two disciples are not as intelligent or talented as Shi Shaojian, who broke through to the Golden Core stage."

"But Wencai and Qiusheng changed a lot after that, and they were no longer so stupid and lazy."

"To vanquish demons and monsters and save the people."

"I am quite satisfied with this."

Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng's subsequent performance undoubtedly made their master extremely gratified.

These two little bastards are such cowards, always coming back to harass their master and nearly emptying his treasure trove!

Then, Simu spoke up as well.

"That brat Jia Le is alright, isn't he? He's always out there making his way in the world, and when he encounters injustice, he'll lend a helping hand."

"But recently it seems that I've run into Jingjing, the disciple of that old bald monk Ikkyu."

"The two have been traveling the world together recently, I wonder how things are going."

"Tsk... Just thinking about possibly becoming in-laws with that old bald monk Ikkyu in the future makes me anxious!"

"That brat Jia Le, of all the girls in the world, why did he have to fall for that old bald monk Ikkyu's disciple!"

"............."

Seeing Simu's gritted teeth, Chizuru couldn't help but chuckle softly and offer words of comfort.

"Everyone has their own way of dealing with things; let them handle their own children's affairs."

"We old folks shouldn't get too involved."

"Those four kids from the east, west, south, and north have been doing well lately. A while ago, they went deep into the northwest and, in addition to a great demon that was about to break through to the Golden Core stage, they also wiped out a group of barbarian tribes that were causing trouble."

"He did not disappoint my expectations, fighting for justice, slaying demons and monsters, and speaking out against injustice for the world!"

"............."

The group talked about their apprentices.

Li Yu clearly had no right to speak on this topic.

You should talk about your master, like how to kill him and turn him into a zombie.

Li Yu could talk for a whole day.

But the apprentice?

He doesn't even have one, so what can he say?

At this moment, Uncle Nine noticed Li Yu's silence and spoke with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Li, your cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the world, and your forces are renowned throughout the land. Haven't you considered taking on a disciple to carry on your lineage?"

Upon hearing this, the image of Shen Feng flashed through Li Yu's mind.

He didn't care about his apprentice's talent, because with his guidance, even a useless person could be transformed into an unparalleled genius.

Therefore, the only considerations are behavior, actions, and loyalty.

In this respect, Shen Feng is undoubtedly the best, without any doubt.

His admiration for Li Yu even surpassed the stirrings of his bloodline, forcibly shaping him into his own image, and subconsciously drawing closer to Li Yu from the depths of his heart...

However, the act of accepting disciples is about passing on one's magical skills and supernatural abilities, and even one's thoughts and consciousness.

Which cultivator doesn't see blood as if it were dirt, and take it for granted, fighting their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood?

Taking on apprentices is a way to leave behind a legacy, so that one's skills won't disappear when one dies.

Li Yu was confident that he could reach the pinnacle of power, so he naturally didn't need to consider leaving behind a legacy.

Therefore, he had never thought about taking on apprentices.

But sitting in this position now.

Perhaps he should take on an apprentice to share some of the pressure.

For example, the handling of matters related to the White Bone Temple...

Wang Meng'er is a good person, but we can't keep using her like a nuclear-powered donkey.

Someone should share some of the workload and pressure for her.

The image of Shen Feng flashed through his mind, and meeting Uncle Jiu's curious look, Li Yu chuckled and spoke.

"I'll think about it when I meet the right person..."

".................."

For some time afterward, under the guidance of Shi Jianlin and others, Li Yu traveled all over Maoshan.

I have witnessed firsthand the development of this ancient and top-ranking power.

Later, under the guidance of Wen Xiutong, he had a brief discussion with the elders of Maoshan.

Here, he also met Lingxiao Zhenjun, who was the main force in the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Lingxiao Zhenjun was a man of strong emotions; in a moment of high spirits, he even wanted to become sworn brothers with Li Yu.

It was only after Wen Xiutong and other Maoshan elders persuaded him that the matter was finally dropped, and after Li Yu politely declined.

Shi Jian and Lin Jiu were unaware of this.

Li Yu almost got promoted to a higher generation, from fellow Daoist to ancestor...

Soon, the day of childbirth arrived.

Li Yu, Wen Xiutong, Shi Jian, Lin Jiu, Qian He, Simu, and even some of the Maoshan patriarchs were all quietly waiting in this courtyard.

Uncle Jiu, who was becoming a father for the first time, paced anxiously. His eyes were fixed on the room, listening to the suppressed cries of pain coming from inside. He was so anxious that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Shi Jian was very dissatisfied with Uncle Jiu's appearance and reprimanded him.

"What's the panic!"

"I'm here, Fellow Daoist Li is here, my master is here, and all the patriarchs are here. How could the sky possibly fall down!"

Well, actually, when Shi Shaojian was born, Shi Jian was even more nervous than Uncle Jiu.

But he obviously wouldn't tell anyone else about this.

Just then, a loud wail rang out.

The next moment, the midwife came out of the house and said happily.

"It's a boy! It's born!"

"Congratulations to the One-Eyebrow True Lord!"

Uncle Nine didn't have time to respond to her and rushed into the room, followed by the others.

Upon entering the room, what comes into view is...

She was covered in a fine sheen of sweat, her face showing exhaustion, but she was incredibly joyful.

In her arms lay a wrinkled child, looking like a little monkey.

Uncle Nine was the first to rush in, showering Auntie Zhe with concern and asking after her well-being.

"Junior sister, how are you? Do you feel any discomfort anywhere in your body?"

Aunt Zhe pushed Uncle Jiu's head away, which was leaning too close, and said in a slightly shrewish tone.

"With so many rare and precious herbs and treasures provided by my master and ancestors, how could I possibly feel unwell? I'm perfectly fine now, and in fact, my cultivation has improved considerably after this period of nourishment!"

"Look at the child, this is our son."

Uncle Jiu took the child somewhat cautiously.

Looking at the wrinkled, skinny little monkey in the swaddling clothes, Uncle Nine burst out laughing.

"So ugly..."

With a snap.

Wen Xiutong slapped Uncle Nine on the back of the head, almost making him stumble.

Wen Xiutong blew his beard and glared as he spoke.

"You don't know anything!"

"Newborn babies are all like this."

"You weren't even as good-looking as him when you were born!"

Faced with his master's reprimand, Uncle Nine didn't dare to argue back and could only give a sheepish smile.

At this moment, Aunt Zhe spoke up with amusement.

"Senior brother, please name our child..."