This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

"Kill me? Do you know who I am...?"

"puff..."

Elder Xu was speaking when a sword light flashed past in an instant.

Apart from Qingfeng, no one else present reacted.

He felt a tremor in his heart, and a flash before his eyes, and Elder Xu's words came to an abrupt halt.

When they looked again, they saw that Elder Xu, who was considered a peerless master in the eyes of ordinary martial arts practitioners, had a very thin line of blood on his neck.

Elder Xu noticed something unusual on his neck and subconsciously reached out to touch it, his fingertips touching a faint warmth.

Just as I was about to look down, I suddenly felt my head sink, and then everything went awry as I landed heavily on the ground.

"Ah... Elder Xu..."

The others from the Qingyun Sword Sect were terrified when they saw Elder Xu's head separated from his body.

A master at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm was instantly killed without even having the ability to react.

"Of all people to mess with, why did you have to provoke my junior sister..."

Qingfeng shook his head and sighed as he looked at Elder Xu's corpse.

Then, looking at the remaining members of the Qingyun Sword Sect, he said in a calm tone:

"Go back and tell the Qingyun Sword Sect, preferably the main sect, that the people who killed your disciples came from the Daoist sect."

The remaining people felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They didn't even dare to touch Elder Xu's corpse, and turned to run away, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Those who had been watching the spectacle at the entrance of the valley dared not linger any longer. These two people were simply too terrifying. They could kill even the elders of the Qingyun Sword Sect without hesitation, let alone them.

Wang Jingshu didn't look at the people who had escaped; these people weren't worthy of her personal attention.

However, this matter is naturally not going to be resolved so easily.

After everyone had left, Wang Jingshu finally turned around and looked at Yaoguang with an unfriendly gaze.

Yao Guang, who had been looking at Wang Jingshu with adoration, lowered her head as if electrocuted after seeing Wang Jingshu's gaze, and said in fear:

"This disciple is useless and has brought shame upon Master."

"Thump..."

"hiss..."

A sharp tap on the head made Yaoguang gasp in pain.

He was filled with even greater fear.

"Tsk, why did you hit him? That kid did really well just now..."

Qingfeng quickly stepped forward and rubbed Yaoguang's head, saying softly:

"Your master has a bad temper, don't resent her."

Yao Guang was even more uneasy.

"This disciple dares not..."

Wang Jingshu glared at him and said coldly:

"It's all his fault for being so useless; he made me get scolded by Master..."

Qingfeng chuckled to himself, realizing that was the reason.

"You too, isn't it because Master scolded you for being too perfunctory in teaching your disciple? If you had been willing to guide him more, Master wouldn't have had to reprimand you..."

Wang Jingshu rolled her eyes at him and didn't say anything more.

Qingfeng smiled helplessly, then pulled Yaoguang and walked into the Taoist temple.

Yao Guang didn't know who Qing Feng was at this time, but he understood that his identity was definitely not ordinary, so he respectfully followed him into the Taoist temple and stood in front of the two statues.

Qingfeng picked up the incense stick, and with a thought, the incense was lit.

Then he gave each of them three sticks of incense and led them in offering incense respectfully.

After doing all this, Qingfeng smiled and explained to Yaoguang:

"Your Daoist name is Yaoguang, right? Now that you've joined my Daoist sect, you should know some things about it."

"My name is Qingfeng. I am the current head of the Taoist sect and also your master's senior brother. You call me..."

At this point, Qingfeng turned to look at Wang Jingshu, but Wang Jingshu pretended not to look at him and turned her head away.

Qingfeng smiled and continued:

"You can just call me Senior Uncle."

Yao Guang's eyes lit up, and he was somewhat excited. He instinctively wanted to kneel down and worship.

Qingfeng grabbed his arm and laughed:

"Don't kneel. In our Taoist sect, unless it's for some major rituals, we don't usually need to kneel when we see our teachers."

Yao Guang's heart skipped a beat. He felt that the senior master in front of him was like a friendly older brother next door, making him feel warm and fuzzy inside. He couldn't help but feel a sense of dependence and respect for him.

"Disciple Yaoguang greets Master Uncle..."

Yao Guang clasped his hands and bowed deeply, speaking with utmost respect.

Qingfeng smiled and nodded. Seeing that he was still using the martial arts fist salute when he bowed, he patiently taught him how to perform the Yin-Yang Meridian Seal and how to perform the Taoist kowtow.

He studied the light with utmost seriousness.

Wang Jingshu stood aside watching this scene, her expression clearly somewhat unnatural.

When she first began to guide Yaoguang, she did not actually intend to take him into the Daoist sect.

Therefore, Yao Guang has not actually been recorded in the Taoist genealogy to this day.

In the end, Wang Jingshu discovered that Yao Guang had an excellent character and upright conduct. Although he was burdened with a deep-seated hatred, he still resisted the blinding influence of hatred on his true nature, which is why she took him in as her personal disciple.

But at that time, Wang Jingshu was in a hurry to travel, and left after taking on her apprentice.

Who would have thought that this kid would later meet his master, who saw through his true nature and scolded him for not being sincere enough in imparting his teachings?

To be honest, this is indeed my own problem.

However, as a master, one must always maintain a certain level of dignity, so Wang Jingshu had no choice but to pretend not to see anything, and with her hands behind her back, she sauntered out the door, simply leaving it to Qingfeng.

In any case, Qingfeng is recognized as the best among all his fellow disciples, so entrusting Yaoguang to him is naturally not a problem.

Besides, she and Qingfeng are one, so it doesn't matter who teaches them.

And so, the two stayed in Wangxian Valley for a full six months.

For half a year, Qingfeng preached to Yaoguang every day, read Taoist scriptures with him, explained the mysteries of the Taiyi Chunyuan Gong to him, recorded him in the Taoist genealogy, and made exclusive talismans and seals for him.

Wang Jingshu wasn't idle either. Although Yao Guang wasn't suited to cultivating Taoist magic, she still passed on the sword control technique to him.

Yao Guang has no magical power and is destined not to cultivate a primordial spirit. He cannot control his sword with the same ease as Wang Jingshu and Huan Zhen.

However, it can be used as a trump card, greatly enhancing the lethality of sword moves.

In addition, Wang Jingshu spent several months refining and upgrading the Yao Guang Sword, which was made from the meteorite divine light iron.

Since they were all disciples, Wang Jingshu would not show favoritism; leaving half of the Meteorite Divine Light Iron for Zhen Huan would be enough.

Six months have passed, and it's time to say goodbye.

At the exit of Wangxian Valley, Yaoguang lowered her head, her eyes glistening with tears.

He truly couldn't bear to part with his master and senior brother. Although his master was strict, he knew that his master was genuinely doing it for his own good.

The eldest uncle was more like a father, taking care of everything.

Now that they are suddenly separated, even the mature Yao Guang cannot suppress the sadness of parting in her heart.

"What are you crying for? You're such a grown man, why are you still crying? Swordsmen don't shed tears!"

Wang Jingshu glared at Yaoguang and scolded him.

But in the blink of an eye, she took out a jade pendant and handed it over.

His tone softened.

"Keep this. It contains three strands of sword energy left by your master, enough to save your life."

After stuffing the item into Yao Guang's hand, Wang Jingshu added a sentence.

"Don't be stingy with it; if you lose your life, you lose everything..."

Yao Guang accepted the jade token and nodded, her lips trembling uncontrollably.

Wang Jingshu glanced at him, then turned and left.

Qingfeng smiled and patted his shoulder, then took out an item as well.

It is a Qiankun bag containing emptiness.

This item is not considered rare even for major sects.

"Yaoguang, there are some gifts from your senior brother here. Please take them."

"If you encounter any difficulties in the future, tell your senior brother."

Yao Guang bit her lower lip tightly and nodded emphatically.

Qingfeng sighed.

"Alright, we should go now. You can go back..."

After saying that, Qingfeng turned around and caught up with Wang Jingshu, who had already gone far away, and then turned back to wave to Yaoguang.

"Let's go back..."

Two streaks of light rose up, soaring into the clouds and disappearing into the horizon.

Yao Guang held back her tears and knelt down heavily, kowtowing three times in a row with a loud "bang, bang, bang".

"Master, Senior Uncle, your disciple..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was already sobbing uncontrollably...