Upon hearing that Ling Yao had agreed to take him as her disciple, Huang Shang excitedly hugged Ling Yao.
She quickly realized she had been somewhat rude and said shyly:
"Master Xiaoyao, I'm sorry, I'm just too happy."
Ling Yao smiled and said:
"It's alright. We are master and disciple, and also sisters. There's no need for so many fancy formalities between sword cultivators!"
At this moment, Huang Ling'er handed the Yaochi Sword to Ling Yao.
The moment Ling Yao saw the Yaochi Sword, she froze on the spot, her eyes filled with memories and guilt.
She stroked the sword and said self-deprecatingly:
"The most shameful thing for a swordsman is to be unable to protect his sword."
"You've suffered so much all these years, Yaochi!"
However, the Yaochi Sword did not respond; its spirit had long been eradicated by the ruthless Gu Yuetang.
Lost in thought for a moment, Ling Yao placed the Yaochi Sword into her sea of consciousness to nurture it, hoping to rekindle its sword spirit.
Seeing the somewhat somber atmosphere, Ling Yun changed the subject, looking at Huang Shang and smiling:
"You've been in the Ancient Domain for several months now, do you know what good stuff the Ancient Main City has to offer?"
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Huang Shang.
After thinking for a moment, Huang Shang shook his head:
"I'm not quite sure; I've spent most of these past few months on the run from pursuers."
"Let's go into town and grab something to eat. Ling An is hungry!"
Ling Yun rubbed the little Pixiu's head and said.
Immediately, the group entered the ancient main city.
The people in the ancient city looked dull and lifeless, their eyes and faces filled with numbness.
Upon entering the best restaurant in the ancient city, Abao asked the waiter.
"Why are none of the people in the city smiling? Is smiling illegal in the Ancient Domain?"
Upon hearing this, the waiter's expression immediately changed drastically. He quickly closed the door and whispered:
"Sir, you mustn't speak recklessly!"
"Oh?" Abao continued to ask:
"The cultivation world has always been free to speak its mind, unlike the mortal world which is censored. Could it be that the so-called master is like a secular emperor who instigates literary inquisitions?"
Ah Bao's words made the waiter break out in a cold sweat, his body trembling with fear.
He knelt down in front of Abao with a thud, his face contorted with grief, and said:
"Please, sir, stop talking!"
Everyone frowned slightly. The Great Sage waved his hand to isolate the aura of this place, and then took out a bag of top-grade spirit stones and stuffed it into the shopkeeper's hand.
In the world of cultivation, top-grade spirit stones are a form of hard currency.
"Now, not a single word from here can get out. Tell me what's going on!"
Upon seeing a bag containing five hundred top-grade spirit stones, the shopkeeper was immediately tempted to take the plunge.
He bent down and transmitted his voice to everyone:
"The Lord has a secret guard under his command who is specifically responsible for listening to what the people say."
In fact, we all know that the Lord wants to find out the whereabouts of Emperor Lin Jian from the people.
But how would we know where the Sword Emperor went?
Over the years, many people have died quietly because of their reckless words.
"Gentlemen, think about it. Someone is listening to you in the shadows every day, and a single wrong word could cost you your life. How can you be happy? You'll become numb to it after a while!"
After hearing this, everyone was speechless. Gu Yuetang was simply ruthless in its efforts to guard against Lin Muyao.
After a moment of silence, the Great Sage patted the waiter on the shoulder and asked:
What do the people of the ancient realm think of Emperor Lin Jian?
Upon hearing this, the waiter was so frightened that his heart stopped. He shoved the spirit stone bag into the Great Sage's hand and cried out:
"Please don't make things difficult for me, I'm just a Nascent Soul cultivator! Lin Jiandi is a taboo subject. If the Youwei finds out, our whole family will have to go to the Reincarnation Path to report."
The Great Sage said solemnly:
"Don't worry, if I say the Youwei can't hear a word, then they won't hear a word."
The waiter looked at the Great Sage and felt more and more that he was the kind of supreme powerhouse. When he saw the large bag of spirit stones that the Great Sage handed him, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fortune favors the bold."
"Emperor Lin Jian is a hero of the ancient civilization, and every living being of the ancient civilization should thank Emperor Lin Jian."
No matter how our lord slanders Lin Jiandi, she is our hero.
When Emperor Lin Jian was alive, the ancient civilization's cultivation world was peaceful and harmonious. But now the cultivation world is a pile of garbage, with major sects fighting each other to the death over petty gains.
"My lord is actually pleased with this. Although I am just a Nascent Soul cultivator, I have lived for over eight hundred years and my mind is as clear as a mirror. My lord is simply creating a situation where the major sects are not united, so that no one will emerge to threaten his rule."
As if he had to get this off his chest, the waiter sat down next to the Great Sage, his face full of anger, and said:
"None of the current residents of the ancient main city are original inhabitants; they all migrated from other places in the last thousand years or so."
After Lin Jiandi disappeared, the first people to speak out for him were the people of the ancient city.
As a result, overnight, the four billion inhabitants of the ancient city were slaughtered, not even a single pet was spared.
The entire Blue Domain was slaughtered.
Furthermore, all the sects that had once been on good terms with Lin Jiandi were also wiped out.
There are even rumors that our lord has secretly allied with the Demon Cloud Civilization. You be the judge, is this something a human being would do?!
At this moment, Ling Yao's eyes were bloodshot, on the verge of being consumed by rage. Ling Yun patted her shoulder and then said to the waiter:
"Thank you, let's begin serving the food!"
After the waiter left, two lines of bloody tears streamed down Ling Yao's bloodshot eyes.
So many people died because of her, how could a kind-hearted woman not be saddened?
Ling Yun tenderly wiped away the blood and tears from Ling Yao's face and said softly:
"Transform your hatred into fighting spirit, and your demonic sword path will become stronger. In a little over a year, you will be able to personally kill your enemies and avenge those who died because of you."
Ling Yao nodded emphatically.
...
That night, everyone stayed in a courtyard.
At this moment, Huang Shang, having finished bathing and changed into a formal robe, walked respectfully into the main hall.
She drew her sword, placed the hilt against her forehead, and bowed three times solemnly to Ling Yao, who was seated in the main seat.
"Qin Yu Huang Shang of the Illusory Sea Star Domain, now I formally become the disciple of Sword Emperor Lin Muyao. I will diligently cultivate the sword path and live up to the honor of my sect by passing on the Sword Emperor Lin's lineage to the world!"
Huang Shang already knew that Ling Yao was Lin Muyao.
Immediately, Lingxi placed a cup of tea in front of Huangshang, who stood up, picked up the teacup, and raised it above his head to respectfully serve the tea.
Ling Yao took a sip of the spiritual tea, nodded in satisfaction, and smiled:
"From now on, you and I are truly master and disciple."
I once had 708 nominal disciples, but you are my only formal disciple.
Only you have truly grasped the essence of my Lin family's swordsmanship.
I hope that in the future you will surpass your master and create an unparalleled sword path!
Huang Shang bowed again, his expression extremely solemn, and said:
"Your disciple will certainly not fail your teachings, Master!"
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Abao, Shangguan Hong, and Lin Moyu led the applause.
"Haha~ Congratulations to Little Yao on gaining her first disciple!"
"Congratulations to our team on welcoming another new member!"
"Welcome Huang Shang to the pilgrimage team!"
"..."
The Great Sage's face stiffened. "What pilgrimage team?!"
Ah Bao chuckled sheepishly:
"Many people say that our journey is like the pilgrimage to the West!"
The Great Sage said speechlessly:
"They're different! They're completely different!"
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