Mortals, and even my disciple Han Li, don't mess with me!

After a short while, apart from Wei Wuyai, all the other Nascent Soul cultivators in the hall left their gifts and took their leave.

"Brother Wei, how's it going? Any gains?"

After everyone else had left, Wu Yun smiled and spoke to Wei Wuyai, whose face showed a hint of worry.

"There wasn't much to gain; we only captured a few Core Formation stage cultivators. It wasn't very useful in this Mulan Clan invasion. It's really giving me a headache."

Wei Wuyai shook his head and sighed.

"Actually, there's no need to be so concerned. In any case, not many people believe my news anyway; on the contrary, quite a few don't, and some even doubt my identity. So I'm not too bothered anymore. Besides, I've gained quite a bit this time."

As he spoke, Wu Yun began to recount his gains from this trip.

The materials for crafting the magic weapon have been gathered to a large extent, but there is not enough time, so it is not suitable to craft it for the time being. We will have to wait until the great battle between Mulan and the Tiannan cultivation world ends.

Anyway, it won't be long, Wu Yun can wait.

"Fellow Daoist, are you truly unaware of the specific plans of the Mulan clan?"

Wei Wuyai still wanted to get information from Wu Yun.

"If I had known, I would have told you long ago. How could I possibly hide it from you? After all, this matter concerns the entire cultivation world of Tiannan. How could I be the kind of person who doesn't understand the bigger picture?"

Wu Yun shook his head and denied it outright.

He told him almost everything he knew, but Wei Wuyai wanted to know more details.

Just then, the system's familiar voice rang in Wu Yun's mind.

[The "Teacher-like Immortal Cultivation System": Recruit Wei Wuyai as your disciple. Reward 1: Detailed plan of the Mulan Clan and Yinluo Sect's invasion of Tiannan Immortal Cultivation. Reward 2: Calamity Poison Body. Reward 3: Supreme Treasure: Demon Blade Blood Sky. Choose one of the three rewards upon successful completion of the mission.]

After hearing about the mission and its rewards, Wu Yun immediately focused all his attention on Wei Wuyai.

The way Wu Yun looked at Wei Wuyai had changed in a way that was unprecedented, which made Wei Wuyai feel a chill down his spine, as if he were being watched by Wu Yun.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, what's the matter? Or is there something wrong with me?"

Wu Yun's gaze made Wei Wuyai feel somewhat uncomfortable and chilled to the bone, so he had no choice but to ask.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask Brother Wei a question."

Wu Yun withdrew his strange gaze, his expression returned to normal, and he said with a smile.

"What question does my friend want to ask?"

Wei Wuyai breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly pressed for more information.

"Actually, I'm just curious, does Brother Wei have a master? After all, Brother Wei has cultivated to such a level, so he must have a teacher, right?"

Wu Yun didn't waste any words and went straight to asking the question.

"Fellow Daoist, you are truly mistaken. I, Wei, have no master. In fact, one could say that everything I have learned and cultivated in my life has been through my own efforts and the many opportunities I have encountered. For example, the cultivation technique I practiced was obtained by me in a mountain cave. Moreover, I had no choice but to cultivate it; otherwise, I would have already died from poisoning. This is because the technique was left behind by a senior, who, in addition to leaving behind the technique itself, also left behind a deadly poison. Once one enters the cave and obtains the technique, one will be poisoned. The only antidote is to cultivate the technique. This is why I cultivate poisonous techniques."

"It is precisely because Wei chose to cultivate poison arts that people around him have become increasingly distant, and gradually he has no close friends or confidants left. Apart from a few close relatives, almost no one is willing to associate with Wei, for fear that he might secretly poison them. Even though Wei has never done such a thing, you should be aware of his reputation as a poison cultivator."

At this point, Wei Wuyai gave a bitter smile, his face full of helplessness.

"Of course I know!"

"It wasn't until I condensed my Nascent Soul and advanced to the Nascent Soul stage that I had a few more people around me, and I finally became Daoist partners with the woman I admired. But even so, we never had any children."

Wei Wuyai continued.

"Therefore, I have never had a master since I began cultivating, but I do have some elders. However, I don't have much of a relationship with them."

"Would Fellow Daoist Wei be willing to become my disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Wuyai's face instantly froze.

If you were to drink tea at this moment, you would probably spit it out.

As everyone knows, Wu Yun doesn't have many hobbies; his favorite thing is taking on apprentices.

Although Wu Yun didn't say he wanted to take Wei Wuyai as his disciple, that's basically what he meant.

"Cough cough cough cough cough!"

After regaining his senses, Wei Wuyai coughed uncontrollably for a while, and finally looked at Wu Yun with a wry smile.

I finally understand what was going on with Wu Yun's expression and gaze just now.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't mean to take me as your disciple, do you?"

Although it was hard to believe and he didn't want to believe it, Wei Wuyai couldn't help but ask, because this matter really made him feel both amused and exasperated, and he couldn't even believe it.

Putting aside the difference in their strength and cultivation level, their identities alone are absolutely incompatible, especially in terms of age.

Although it is unknown how many years Wu Yun has been cultivating, he is definitely several hundred years younger than Wei Wuyai.

The idea of ​​Wei Wuyai becoming a disciple under these circumstances was truly speechless and absurd.

If it weren't for his clear understanding of Wu Yun and the fact that he owed Wu Yun a favor, Wei Wuyai would have already stormed off.

How could he possibly do something so absurd and ridiculous? Even if he agreed, if word got out, the reputation of their entire sect would be ruined.

He'll never be able to hold his head high in the cultivation world of Tiannan for the rest of his life, and even after he dies, people will talk about him as a joke.

If Wu Yun were a Nascent Soul cultivator, he would definitely not mind becoming his disciple, but unfortunately Wu Yun is not.

"Could it be that you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, and therefore wish to take me as your disciple?"

Looking at Wu Yun, who remained silent, Wei Wuyai couldn't help but smile and ask again.

This eased the awkward atmosphere somewhat.

"I'm not at the Nascent Soul stage yet. I'm just a Nascent Soul cultivator like Fellow Daoist Wei, and I've only just condensed my Nascent Soul. It's just that I'm a little more famous now. As for wanting to take you as my disciple, it was just a spur-of-the-moment decision. Since you're not willing, then forget it. It's not a big deal anyway."

Although the reward was very generous, Wu Yun felt it was unlikely.

If he were currently at the Nascent Soul stage, then naturally there would be no problem.

However, there is still a gap between his level and Wei Wuyai's; there is no such thing as a master being inferior to his disciple.

Isn't this a joke? This is absolutely a joke.

Fortunately, Wei Wuyai was a good person and didn't hold it against him; otherwise, he might have been kicked out.