Swallowing the Stars: Recruiting Apprentices and Getting Cash Back

Chapter 135 Preaching in Chaos City

A year passed in the blink of an eye, and the palace at Nuolan Mountain was filled with distinguished guests and bustling with activity. Nuolan Mountain was too busy to handle everything alone, so his disciple Luo Feng helped to entertain the guests, and even the True King of Yan came to help keep things in order.

Zhenyan Wang is unaware that he has been recognized as a disciple by the system. If he knew, he would definitely not have come today; he would want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

After all, whether in terms of age or cultivation level, Nuolanshan is no match for Zhenyanwang, who is an invincible king.

"Ba Qi, what are you doing here!" Luo Feng, who was helping to greet the guests, saw someone he never expected, who was none other than his former master, Ba Qi.

"97, long time no see," Ba Qi said with a half-smile.

"This is Chaos City, fighting is not allowed." Luo Feng took a step back and said. At present, he is only at the Universe level. No matter how monstrous he is, without a powerful treasure, he is absolutely unable to defeat an Immortal powerhouse.

"Alright, Baqi, stop scaring him. After all, he's the master's disciple, so we should be polite to him," Carlos said with a smile.

Luo Feng was initially startled, then guessed, "Master's disciple? Your master is Master Zhenyan!"

Luo Feng's conjecture is understandable, since one is an Immortal Military Lord and the other is a Marquis Immortal. Only a King-level invincible being like True Yan King could possibly enslave them.

"It's not the real Yan King, but your other teacher, today's protagonist, Nuolanshan," Baqi said, looking towards the palace.

"Teacher Nuolanshan, how could this be? How is this possible?" Luo Feng looked incredulous. His teacher Nuolanshan was only a Realm Lord. No matter how powerful he was, he shouldn't be able to enslave a Marquis Immortal.

"Babata, do you think they're lying to me?" Luo Feng communicated with Babata using his consciousness.

"It's hard to believe, but they have no reason to lie to you. Norlanshan is a monster, beyond the comprehension of common sense. He is the number one genius of the human race, and the number one genius of all time. He seems to have been born to create miracles." Babata practically praised Norlanshan to the skies. He hated his past self for almost completely offending such a great god, and regretted it deeply.

"The teacher is terrifying." Luo Feng sighed in admiration, but he was secretly delighted, after all, that genius was none other than himself.

"Please come in, gentlemen." Luo Feng gestured for them to enter.

"No need to be so polite. We're here to help, not to be guests." Carlos smiled and began to greet the guests with Ba Qi.

However, there were no Cosmic Venerables among the guests, since the purpose of Norlan Mountain's banquet was to celebrate his advancement to World Lord. Even Norlan Mountain wouldn't have the audacity to have a Cosmic Venerable celebrate his breakthrough; sending him a congratulatory gift was already a great honor.

"True King, this is Purple Fire Origin Wine, please have a taste," Nuolanshan said, offering a toast to True King.

"Very well, very well." King Zhenyan was a connoisseur of wine, and Purple Fire Origin Wine was the finest of all wines. It was as if a gourmet had found a delicious wine.

My mouth is watering as I look at the food; I want to feast.

Purple Flame Origin Wine is expensive; even True King Yan wouldn't normally buy it. He thought to himself, "No wonder he's a disciple of the Ten Great Venerables and the Chaos City Lord; he's truly wealthy. Why don't I have such a good teacher? If I had a good teacher, I could obtain a Legacy Token from the Ancestral God Sect, and perhaps I could even break through to the Universe Venerable level."

Of course, this was just his drunken musings; he was still grateful to his teacher, the ancestor of the ape-man tribe.

It was the meticulous guidance of the ape-man ancestor that enabled True King Yan to achieve his current success. True King Yan cultivated diligently in Chaos City for many years, and his clansmen were also cared for by the ape-man ancestor.

"Nolan Mountain thanks everyone for gracing us with your presence today. Now, emboldened by the wine, I shall venture to share my understanding of the Laws. If there are any errors, please feel free to point them out."

I'm coming!

As Nuolanshan stood up, everyone present became excited. They hadn't come here to eat at the feast, but to hear Nuolanshan preach.

"In my early years, I embarked on the path of laws using the Law of Gold, so let's start by talking about the Law of Gold —"

From that moment on, Nuolanshan began his first formal lecture in Chaos City, lecturing on the simplicity of the Great Dao, speaking in a dazzling and eloquent manner. Ten years passed quietly year by year, after all, each law was incredibly profound, but Nuolanshan was going to lecture on ten fundamental laws.

Time seemed to stand still at Mount Nuolan, but the Three-Legged Golden Crow continued its vigorous progress.

The Three-Legged Golden Crow quickly mastered the Sky-Splitting Claw and was highly valued by the Golden Winged Venerable. Now, it has reached the peak of the Realm Lord level and is considered a renowned genius among the demon race. In particular, it is a genius who has comprehended the Law of Time, and its future achievements will certainly not stop at immortality.

On this day, Venerable Golden Wing summoned the Three-Legged Golden Crow.

"Golden Crow greets Master." The three-legged Golden Crow respectfully bowed to the Golden-Winged Venerable.

"Golden Crow, do you know about the royal family of the demon race?" Venerable Golden Wing asked.

"Of course we know. Our demon race has 18 royal families, all of whom are descendants of the great lord of the universe. Our Golden-Winged Roc clan is one of them," the three-legged golden crow replied.

"Then do you know that there are princes in the royal family?"

"I don't know about that," the three-legged golden crow shook its head.

"The princes are all born from the eighteen royal families, totaling eighteen, which means that each royal family has one prince. The selection of the next prince will only begin when the previous prince dies or is promoted to a cosmic venerable."

"Not long ago, a prince of our Golden-Winged Roc clan perished. Although he was resurrected by the Lord of the Universe, he lost his princely status, and thus the selection of a new generation of princes began," said Venerable Golden Wing.

"Teacher means you want me to run for prince, but I'm just a realm lord," Jinwu said in surprise.

"This is a rare opportunity that you shouldn't miss. Once you become a prince, your status and resources within the demon race will be far beyond what you have now. You'll even have a universe master to guide you, something even I, a universe venerable, would envy. And although you are only a realm master, I believe that with your strength, you are by no means weaker than those immortals."

Remember, the selection of princes is not about winning or losing, but about life and death.

The Golden Winged Venerable's last words perfectly illustrated the jungle law of the demon race: the demon race only ever wants the strong; the weak are destined to die.

"If you are my teacher, I will do my best," Jinwu said with a firm gaze.

"Alright, the selection will officially begin in ten years. At that time, I will take you to the divine kingdom of our Golden-Winged Roc clan's ancestor."

"Self-destruction and mutual destruction are prohibited in this selection, as is the use of powerful treasures. Therefore, I will not bestow any powerful treasures upon you. Go back and prepare well. I am watching you closely." Venerable Golden Wing waved his hand to dismiss the three-legged golden crow.

Not long after, he used the same words to encourage his three disciples. If it weren't for the fact that the selection of princes limited cultivation levels to at most Immortal Army Lords, he would have directly sent his most outstanding disciple, Fiery King, to the front.

"Teacher, do you think those four can do it?" asked the Fiery King.

"Whether it works or not, we'll find out by trying."

The Golden Winged Venerable speaks so lightly, but they might very well die if they try.