Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

"Greetings to the Young Master!"

Waves of uniform voices resounded through the sky, echoed in all directions, and spread to all places in the Wanxiang Sect, which refreshed people's spirits. On the square, countless disciples looked serious and fanatical, looking at the dazzling Yu Changsheng with admiration in their eyes, Can't hide it.

"Accept the young master's robe and the young master's order!"

As the ceremony officer solemnly congratulated, Yu Changsheng took a deep breath, waved his sleeves, and the spirit beast returned to the interior scene, taking back the power of the golden elixir of heaven. With a slight movement, he slowly fell from the sky and came to Zheng Tianheng. He bent down and bowed with his fists in his hands. His attitude was respectful and sincere, and he said:

"Young Master Yu Changsheng, please pay your respects to the Master."

"Well, get up."

Zheng Tianheng nodded with satisfaction, and helped Yu Changsheng up with his hands. Lu Ruikai, who was behind him, took two steps forward with a solemn expression. He held a radiant Taoist robe in his hands, with a cyan jade pendant placed on it, and handed it to Yu Changsheng.

It is just this young master's robe, but it is also a spiritual treasure-level robe. It is not only a symbol of status, but also expensive.

"Thank you, Master. I will surely live up to your trust in Changsheng. I hope you can be at ease."

Yu Changsheng bowed his head and thanked him, then put it away respectfully.

"The ceremony is completed, the young master will be established!"

The ceremony officer congratulated. At this point, the entire canonization ceremony was over. The bells that echoed the sect rang again, and salutes resounded through the sky. Amid the respectful welcome, the entire ceremony unfolded in a high-profile manner. Finish.

Only the figure of Yu Changsheng was deeply imprinted in the minds of all the disciples, and it became clearer and clearer several years later...

………

The Royal Beast Peak and the Young Master's Palace are at the top of the towering clouds. There is a palace with a majestic atmosphere and auras. Covered by the surrounding formations, the aura of the entire Wanxiang Sect also gathers here.

Here is the newly built Young Master Hall that belongs exclusively to the Young Master, Yu Changsheng. It is also the residence of Yu Changsheng in Wanxiang Sect.

After the canonization ceremony, Yu Changsheng returned here.

"How about it, Young Master, are you satisfied with this formation?"

In the young master's hall, Mr. Wei was leaning on an armchair, and as he swayed, he saw Yu Changsheng entering the door. Only then did the old god open his eyes freely and joked to him, his eyes full of smiles.

"fine."

Yu Changsheng touched his nose, nodded and spoke, then smiled bitterly:

"It's just too high-profile. Disciples are not used to it yet. Let's forget about this kind of thing next time."

"High-profile? It's better to be high-profile." Mr. Wei shook his head, "Just after the Wanxiang Sect war, Qingzhou is coming again. Under such circumstances, your canonization ceremony can also play a certain role in rectifying the mentality of the disciples, so as to avoid people's panic. , trouble occurred.”

After saying that, Mr. Wei sighed deeply.

"Alas, there are many crises, but on the other hand, now, you must have been targeted by some people with evil intentions. In this case, I will declare you in a high-profile manner as the young master of my Wanxiang Sect. I will highlight your concerns. Taking it seriously can, to a certain extent, make those who want to take action against you think twice."

"Well, Master has taken the trouble."

Yu Changsheng nodded slightly and spoke gratefully to Mr. Wei.

"Fortunately, you have grown up now and have a certain ability to protect yourself. If you be careful, it should be nothing serious, which makes me feel more at ease."

Mr. Wei spoke calmly and glanced at Yu Changsheng, with a hint of smile and pride flashing in his eyes.

"Hehe, it's all because of Mr. Wei's teachings that I, Yu Changsheng, am today."

Yu Changsheng scratched his head, smiled, took the initiative to walk behind Mr. Wei, and massaged his shoulders skillfully.

"Hmm~"

Mr. Wei closed his eyes in enjoyment, his body swayed gently with the rocking chair, he let out a long hum, and after a while he said:

"Assuming that you have a conscience, since they offer you the position of Young Master, you should take it. But don't be burdened. Don't restrict yourself because of this position. It will get in the way."

"You are still young, and Zheng Tianheng is still in his prime. There are many things that you don't need. As he said, with this status, you can just get whatever you need. Now, it can be said that the sect is based on You have a focus."

"Really?" Yu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, feeling slightly surprised.

"Yes," Mr. Wei nodded, pondered for a moment, and exhaled slowly, "Because they see hope in you, and naturally they wish you all the best. Your smooth growth is the most important thing. "

"hope?"

Yu Changsheng pouted, feeling a little unnatural about this word.

"Yes," Mr. Wei suddenly felt filled with emotion. He opened his eyes, and a hint of complexity appeared in his eyes. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Because there was once a peerless genius who rose to great heights and destroyed our Wanxiang Sect. Once brought to the Holy Land of Wuzhou."

"At that time, the Wanxiang Sect had a certain influence even in the surrounding five continents because of its great glory and converging fortunes. As for the three sects? They were just reduced to our vassals."

Mr. Wei spoke calmly, and when he mentioned the three gates, the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he had some disdain.

Yu Changsheng didn't speak, he was thoughtful. He just looked at Mr. Wei quietly, waiting for his words.

"You also know this person, and you may have guessed that he is your senior brother, Cao Jinxian, and you have his shadow on you."

Mr. Wei regained his composure again, patted Yu Changsheng's palm and spoke calmly.

"Is it true..." Yu Changsheng muttered in his heart, not surprised.

"The most obvious point is that you are the only Heavenly Dao Golden Pill in the sect for so many years, and the other person is your senior brother. Now he can no longer be counted on, so the sect will only look at you for the rest. It’s very heavy.”

Mr. Wei swallowed his saliva, turned around and continued to pat Yu Changsheng's palm, and spoke to Yu Changsheng with some serious words.

"try your best."

Yu Changsheng was helpless and touched his nose, feeling a little ashamed.

He naturally has a lot of feelings for Wanxiang Sect. It holds too many bonds for him. If he has the ability, he naturally hopes that it will get better and better.

"These are still a bit heavy for you, but having said that, you have gained a lot from this trip. You have made a lot of breakthroughs in your cultivation, and you have this amazing swordsmanship..."

Mr. Wei shook his head, suppressed some thoughts in his heart, and looked up at Yu Changsheng, with a trace of surprise and surprise in his eyes.

"Why, have you found your senior brother's ruins cave? If not, those sword techniques are not available elsewhere."

"Well, there are indeed some opportunities."

Yu Changsheng nodded, thought for a moment, and then told Mr. Wei everything about entering the cave ruins. Apart from concealing the existence of the system, he did not hold back anything else.

Mr. Wei listened quietly, his brows relaxing for a while and frowning for a while. Following Yu Changsheng's words, his face kept changing. It took a long time after Yu Changsheng finished speaking, then he took a long breath and spoke with a sigh of relief. .

"According to what you said, it's really destined. It feels like this is specially prepared for you. It's really amazing."

"It's just a fluke." Yu Changsheng chuckled, rubbing Mr. Wei's shoulders and gently pressing his forehead.

"But having said that, do you still have a talent for swordsmanship? It's strange. Can a person who has never been exposed to swordsmanship before this understand such a profound swordsmanship in an instant?"

Mr. Wei muttered and glanced at Yu Changsheng in surprise, as if there was something profound about it.

"If that's true, then your understanding is really outrageous, it's simply unheard of."

When Yu Changsheng heard this, his expression did not change. He patted his chest and spoke confidently, raising his eyebrows and saying proudly:

"That's right. It doesn't matter who your disciple is. If you don't have some amazing talents, how can you dare to claim to be your disciple?"

"Poor-tongued and glib."

Mr. Wei glared at Yu Changsheng, shook his head and smiled, but he did not ask any more questions on this topic. Everyone has their own secrets, and he also understood Yu Changsheng, and he had long known that he had some special features. If Yu Changsheng didn't tell him, he wouldn't ask.

"But you are right. They are all my disciples, so I have good eyesight and a discerning eye."

Mr. Wei thought for a moment and suddenly smiled proudly.

"That's natural, haha."

Yu Changsheng laughed and agreed.

"Yes." Mr. Wei nodded in approval, his expression moved, and after a moment of silence, the corners of his mouth curled up and he spoke in a low voice:

"But I want to remind you that although you are a genius, you still do not have absolute strength after all. There are many people who can threaten your existence."

"Especially now that your existence is too high-profile and has attracted the secret attention of many people, so you should be more careful in the future, be more cautious, and sail with caution."

Mr. Wei's tone was low. When he said this, his eyes flickered, his lips pursed slightly, and a dark look flashed across his face.

"...Okay, disciple will be more careful."

Yu Changsheng was silent for a while, then nodded and spoke softly.

Mr. Wei opened his mouth, looked at Yu Changsheng, his eyes lowered, and after a moment of hesitation, he shook his head and said hesitantly:

"Your identity is no longer a secret. Anyone who wants to investigate will definitely know that you are my disciple and Cao Jinxian's junior brother."

"I'm worried..." Mr. Wei hesitated and sighed inaudibly.

"I'm worried that the group of people who robbed and killed your senior brother will notice you in front of you, and then they will have their thoughts on you and implicate you."

Mr. Wei's expression was gloomy, his tone was helpless, and a look of resentment appeared on his face.

Yu Changsheng's expression flashed. Hearing this, a look of confusion appeared on his face. After a long time, he cupped his fists and bowed to Mr. Wei. He took a deep breath and said, "I don't know, master. Please tell me clearly."

"..."

Mr. Wei was silent for a hundred breaths, his eyes dimming and flickering. During the struggle, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at the sky, stood up, shook his head and smiled softly:

"That's all, I'm not in the way anyway. It's your master's fault as well. I'm not strong enough to protect you. I can't speak clearly and act helplessly."

"Nothing, the master's kindness to the apprentice will be remembered in his heart."

Yu Changsheng lowered his eyebrows and spoke softly.

"Um……"

Mr. Wei pondered for a while, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, and said slowly while sighing:

"It all happened a long time ago. Back then, your senior brother rose to prominence, but he also violated some taboos. Some big shots didn't want his genius to threaten him."

"The Black Turtle thing is just an introduction, but it is not the fatal point. At that time, due to some reasons, some terrifying powerful people had noticed him, and he did it not only for his own selfishness, but also to not implicate the sect... "

Mr. Wei paused, suddenly choked up, sniffed, took a deep breath, and continued to speak seriously:

"Later, he forced himself to think about the Black Turtle Contract, which caused the sect's luck to suffer, and the formation to backfire. It has been in a state of decline ever since. However, it also caused those who secretly noticed his existence to divert their attention away from the Wanxiang Sect."

As Mr. Wei spoke, he sighed again, with a sad look on his face, and a vague flash of:

"Your senior brother is of unparalleled beauty, and at a young age he is already at the pinnacle of Zi Mansion's cultivation. Such qualifications are beyond the reach of all his peers. Even the ancestors of the three sects at that time could only marvel."

"Proficient in beast control and swordsmanship. With the combination of the two, although he is not a god, his combat power is much better than ordinary god-transformation monks, and he is no different from a real god."

When speaking of this, Mr. Wei's tone was light and contained almost no emotion. He seemed to be describing a person who had nothing to do with him. However, the constant flashing eyes betrayed his thoughts. He was far from being as calm as he seemed on the surface.

"It can be said that with his ability, no one in Wuzhou threatens his existence. It's just a pity..."

Mr. Wei paused again, pursed his lips slightly, and said with a trace of sadness in his tone unconsciously:

"It's just a pity that he has too many enemies and they are too strong, not to mention people from a small place like Wuzhou, but outsiders..."

"Even...from..."

Mr. Wei hesitated, raised his eyes to meet Yu Changsheng's solemn eyes, and continued after a while: "Even coming from... a holy land that ordinary monks will never be able to touch in their lifetime."

Mr. Wei sighed and shook his head.

"Wuzhou is still too small after all. Looking at the entire continent, it's just a marginal corner. The land of Niwan cannot be on the table."

"Holy place?"

Yu Changsheng was stunned, a little confused.

"I don't know the details of these things. It's just a guess. Knowing too much may not be a good thing for you."

Mr. Wei did not continue to explain, but said ambiguously, with a hint of resentment and complexity in his expression, but his words seemed a bit taboo.

"You just need to be careful not to expose your Ten Thousand Spirits Art easily. The origin of this technique is not that simple. Especially now that your Ten Thousand Spirits Art is completely complete, you need to pay more attention."

Mr. Wei said solemnly.

"Wan Ling Jue..." Yu Changsheng was silent. Listening to Mr. Wei's words, he thought a lot in his heart.

The more gradually the Wan Ling Jue technique became, the more he could feel its defying nature. To put it ten thousand steps back, the holy level technique alone was not something that a small place like Wuzhou could possess.

At least, he had not heard any news about holy-level techniques in Wuzhou, including the three sects and six sects. (End of chapter)