Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

Deciding to investigate, they all flashed away, transforming into streaks of light and rushing towards the direction where Nangong Yehua was.

They moved incredibly fast, as if they had transcended the limitations of space, and arrived outside Nangong Yehua's house in an instant.

The group of elders were even more surprised when they saw Nangong Yehua sitting calmly inside the house, as if nothing had happened.

They exchanged glances, both understanding that this young man was far more complex than he appeared.

"Young man, have you just broken through to the Qi Gathering Realm and triggered a tribulation?" An old man stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.

Nangong Yehua sensed the powerful aura of the group of elders. Although he felt a little nervous, he kept his face calm.

He nodded and replied respectfully:

"Yes, I just managed to break through to the Qi Gathering Realm."

"Oh? Then do you know why this tribulation was triggered?"

The other old man's eyes gleamed as he continued to press for answers.

Nangong Yehua hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to tell the truth:

"This junior doesn't know the specific reason either. I only felt a powerful force surge into my body during the breakthrough, which then triggered the lightning tribulation."

After listening, the group of elderly men fell into deep thought. They knew that what the young man said was not entirely credible, but there was no need to press him further.

What they were more concerned about was how this young man had triggered a lightning tribulation at the Qi Gathering Realm, and what secrets lay behind it.

"Young man, you are exceptionally talented, and your future achievements are limitless."

An old man said approvingly,

"We are willing to take you as our disciple and teach you more advanced cultivation methods. What do you think?"

Standing before a group of highly skilled elders, Nangong Yehua felt a surge of complex emotions.

He knew full well that although he had just been reborn, this world was still full of unknowns and dangers. 3.

He lowered his head slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes, and muttered to himself:

"Having just been reborn, it's still necessary to find someone to rely on."

He understood that in this world where the strong are respected, one person's power is ultimately limited.

Especially for a reincarnated person like him, although he had profound cultivation and rich experience in his previous life, he is in a completely new era.

Chapter 169 Where is my disciple?

He needs to rebuild his foundation and solidify his position.

These elders possess profound cultivation, and must have powerful sects and forces behind them.

If Nangong Yehua could gain their protection and guidance, it would undoubtedly be a huge help to him.

He can not only use their power to protect himself, but also avoid detours on his cultivation path and improve his cultivation level more quickly.

Nangong Yehua stood before a group of highly skilled elders, his gaze shifting among them, a dilemma weighing on his mind.

Each of these elders possessed an imposing presence and exuded a powerful aura, inspiring awe in all who beheld them.

He knew that becoming a disciple of any one of them would be a great help on his future cultivation path.

However, faced with so many choices, he didn't know how to decide.

Nangong Yehua frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, a plan suddenly came to mind.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed firmly on the assembled elders, and slowly began to speak:

"Seniors, your cultivation is profound, and you are all role models that I admire. However, I really find it difficult to decide which senior to follow in my cultivation."

The elders were all surprised upon hearing this. They hadn't expected the young man to ask such a direct question, but they understood his predicament.

After all, choosing a suitable master is of utmost importance to a cultivator and requires careful consideration.

Before Nangong Yehua made her choice, the previously quiet atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The elders all realized that this exceptionally talented young man would become a great asset to their sect, and therefore they all expressed a strong desire to take him as their disciple.

"This young man has extraordinary talent and is absolutely the best candidate to become my disciple!"

An elderly man with a dignified appearance spoke first, his voice filled with confidence and expectation.

Another tall, elderly man immediately retorted:

"Nonsense! Look at his agile movements and high level of comprehension; he is clearly more suited to the cultivation methods of my school!"

Immediately afterward, an elderly man with white hair spoke up, not to be outdone:

“You are all wrong. This young man has deep eyes and a meticulous mind. He is exactly the kind of disciple our sect needs.”

The elders spoke one after another, each defending their own sect and cultivation method. Their voices grew louder and louder, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

They argued endlessly, even resorting to accusations and slander, each trying to highlight their own superiority by belittling the other.

Nangong Yehua stood aside, watching these usually respected elders argue endlessly over her sake, feeling both surprised and helpless.

He never expected his choice to cause such a big controversy, let alone that these seniors would lose their composure like this for the sake of a disciple.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.

He knew that he needed to think calmly at this moment and not let these disputes affect him.

He looked around and saw that all the elderly people were arguing for him, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Before Nangong Yehua made her choice, the debate among the elders had reached a fever pitch.

They formed a semi-circle, surrounding Nangong Yehua in the middle, each eager to express their own opinion.

The dignified-looking old man spoke first, his voice booming:

"This young man possesses exceptional talent, perfectly complementing the Vajra Technique practiced in our sect. He should become my disciple!"

Chapter 170 Asagami Yunyi Zhenren

The tall, elderly man, not to be outdone, retorted:

"Although the Vajra Technique is powerful, it is too forceful and can easily damage one's foundation. I see that his movements are graceful and agile, which is more suitable for our school's Flowing Cloud Sword Technique. It is agile and graceful, which is the true path."

At this moment, the white-haired old man shook his head and slowly said:

"You are both wrong. I see a calm and composed air about this young man. Our sect's cultivation method emphasizes mental and spiritual development, which allows one to cultivate both inner and outer strength to achieve the Great Dao."

Another elderly man with a gaunt face was not to be outdone:

“While cultivating one’s character is important, how can one rapidly improve one’s cultivation level without the assistance of a powerful external force? Our sect’s Fiery True Scripture can lend him a helping hand.”

The elders chattered amongst themselves, their voices rising and falling, and the argument grew louder and louder.

Nangong Yehua stood in the middle, his brows furrowed. He tried to interject, but every time he spoke, he was drowned out by the voices of the other elders.

Finally, an old man realized that this couldn't go on, and he shouted:

"Stop arguing! If we keep arguing like this, when will we ever get to a conclusion? Let this young man decide for himself!"

Upon hearing this, all the elders fell silent. They looked at Nangong Yehua, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Nangong Yehua took a deep breath. He knew that he had to make a decision at this moment.

He looked around at the elderly men arguing over him and felt a surge of gratitude.

He knew that whichever one he chose would be a valuable asset on his path of cultivation.

Finally, he approached the composed, deep-set-eyed old man and respectfully bowed.

"Senior, this junior is willing to follow you in cultivation."

Upon hearing this, the old man smiled with satisfaction, while the other old men looked disappointed.

But they all understood that this was Nangong Yehua's own choice, and they could only respect it.

"Good, young man, you have made a wise choice."

The chosen old man smiled and said,

"I will do everything in my power to help you reach the pinnacle of your cultivation path."

Other elderly people also offered their congratulations and blessings. Although they were somewhat unwilling, they all accepted the result.

They knew that this young man's choice would be an important step on his path of cultivation, and they could only silently wish him greater achievements in the future.

As the elderly people gradually dispersed, the once lively scene returned to calm.

The old man chosen by Nangong Yehua turned to Nangong Yehua after everyone left, with a warm smile on his face.

He nodded slightly, his voice gentle yet firm: "I am the twelfth generation sect leader of the Qian Shen Sect. You may call me Master Yun Yi."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yehua immediately bowed respectfully, a hint of awe flashing in his eyes: "Junior Nangong Yehua greets True Person Yunyi."

Master Yunyi smiled and nodded, watching Nangong Yehua's reaction with satisfaction. He continued:

"Your talent is extraordinary; your breakthrough, which triggered a tribulation of lightning, is truly rare."

"Although my Asami Sect is not the strongest in the world, it has its own unique cultivation methods and traditions."

"Now that you have chosen me, I will impart all my knowledge to you and help you reach the pinnacle of cultivation."

Nangong Yehua was extremely excited. He knew that it was a great opportunity for him to meet a master like Yunyi Zhenren as his teacher.

He bowed again and said respectfully:

"This junior will certainly cultivate diligently and live up to the Master's high expectations."

Chapter 171 Shallow Divine Sect Nestled by Mountains and Water

Master Yunyi, accompanied by Nangong Yehua, embarked on their journey to the Qian Shen Sect. The morning sunlight shone upon the master and disciple, as if draping them in a golden halo.

The mountain road winds and twists, with lush trees on both sides and the occasional chirping of birds, adding a touch of tranquility and peace to the journey.

Master Yunyi walked with steady steps, each step seemingly resonating with the earth, giving people a sense of unfathomable depth.

As he walked, he introduced the history and heritage of the Qian Shen Sect to Nangong Yehua, giving her a deeper understanding of the sect she was about to join.

After several days of trekking, they finally arrived at the gate of the Asagami sect.

The mountain gate soared into the clouds, magnificent and imposing, with exquisite patterns and characters carved on it, demonstrating the majesty and nobility of the 047 sect.

Two disciples were guarding the mountain gate. When they saw Master Yunyi, they immediately bowed respectfully.

Master Yunyi nodded slightly and led Nangong Yehua through the mountain gate. Upon entering the sect, Nangong Yehua was awestruck by the sight before him.

A vast training ground stretched out before them, surrounded by a magnificent complex of buildings, each exuding an air of antiquity and elegance.

The disciples were either sweating profusely on the training grounds or diligently cultivating inside the buildings, creating a busy yet orderly scene.

Asakami-myo is situated on the edge of a vast, boundless sea, nestled alongside the turbulent ocean, creating a magnificent and mysterious landscape.

The sect is uniquely situated, surrounded by mountains, like a dazzling pearl in the embrace of nature.

From a distance at sea, the gate of the Asakami Sect stands majestically, towering into the clouds as if connecting with the sky.

The mountain gate is carved with intricate patterns and characters, which gleam in the sunlight and emit a faint golden glow.

The waves crashed against the rocks at the foot of the mountain, creating a thunderous roar that contrasted sharply with the tranquility above the mountain gate.

Upon entering the Asami Sect, the first thing that catches the eye is a spacious training ground.

The ground was paved with bluestone slabs, flat and smooth, like a huge mirror, reflecting the colors of the sky and the sea.

The surrounding area is filled with lush trees and blooming flowers, emitting a faint fragrance that is refreshing and delightful.

The buildings within the sect are arranged in a well-organized manner, simple and elegant.

Each building was meticulously designed and constructed, reflecting both the sect's majesty and solemnity, while also being elegant and comfortable.

The roof is carved with exquisite patterns, and the windows are inlaid with colorful stained glass, which sparkles with a mesmerizing light in the sunlight.

At the heart of the sect stands a magnificent main hall.

The roof of the main hall soars into the clouds, resembling a phoenix spreading its wings to take flight.

The interior furnishings are simple yet dignified, with portraits and inscriptions of past sect leaders hanging on the walls, showcasing the sect's glorious history and profound heritage.

Every night, the main hall is brightly lit, illuminating the entire sect and the dreams in the hearts of the disciples.

Besides the main hall and training grounds, the Asagami Sect also has many other buildings and facilities.

It has a library with a rich collection of books, a medicinal garden for storing rare medicinal herbs, and a dormitory area for disciples to rest and communicate, etc.

These buildings and facilities provided a good environment for the disciples to cultivate and live.