"Yes, after giving all of the Wanlei Sect's resources to Wu Li, the resources obtained will probably make the current Wu family the most powerful force in the entire upper realm. Although the original Wu family is also the most powerful force in the upper realm."
After leaving Wu Li, Wu Hao thought to himself, looking at the rich resources in the system space, Wu Hao nodded with satisfaction.
They were all synthesized quickly. Although there was a little less, the quality was improved a lot, and the effect was better than before.
"It's just that I seem to have forgotten something?"
Wu Hao thought of something at this moment, and his brows raised slightly, but he couldn't care less. It was probably not a big deal if he could forget it.
On the other side, in front of the sacred land of the Anti-God in the eastern region of the upper realm.
Wu Dong, wearing a tattered cloak, finally arrived at the Holy Land of the God of Rebellion after going through untold hardships.
"Is this the Anti-Sacred Land? My father is the Holy Son of the Ancient Holy Land. As his son, I must not bring shame to him."
After the passage of time, Wu Dong's originally immature face now looks particularly mature.
And his cultivation did not stagnate, he advanced from the early stage of the Red Dust Immortal to the peak of the Red Dust Immortal.
Although the talent of the innate Taoist holy body is extremely terrifying, it still takes a certain amount of time to grow. It is a very good thing that Wu Dong can cultivate to the peak of the Red Dust Immortal in less than two hundred years.
Wu Dong came to the Holy Land of the God of the Rebel God this time just because he wanted to become a disciple of the Holy Land of the God of the Rebel God and then make a name for himself.
As for why he didn't go to the Ancient Holy Land, it was because Wu Dong knew that his father was the Holy Son of the Ancient Holy Land. If he went to the Ancient Holy Land, then what would it have to do with his own struggle?
On the way to the Nishen Holy Land, Wu Dong found out that the Nishen Holy Land was open to recruit disciples during this period, so before Wu Dong arrived at the Nishen Holy Land, he saw that many mortals, cultivators and even immortals had gathered in front of the Nishen Holy Land's disciple recruitment square.
Basically, they all come here for the Holy Land of the God of Resistance.
The time when the five major holy places started to establish their sects and accept disciples was different, but the time difference was still similar.
"Interesting, I wonder what level of disciple I can become?"
According to the information Wu Dong had obtained, there was also a Nishen Bell in the Nishen Holy Land, and the standard for accepting disciples was also to use the Nishen Bell to identify the qualifications of the disciples.
But according to Wu Dong's own guess, his talent should at least be at the level of a direct disciple.
So before coming to the Nishen Bell, Wu Dong took a deep breath, calmed his somewhat excited heart, and then placed his hand on the Nishen Bell.
Thump thump thump!
The next second, eight crisp sounds rang out, which also marked that Wu Dong could become the direct disciple of the Nishen Holy Land.
Although he had expected this, Wu Dong still felt uncomfortable when he heard that the Anti-God Bell did not ring nine times.
As the Nishen Bell rang eight times, all the powerful people in the Nishen Holy Land immediately mobilized their forces, and the surrounding disciples who were taking the test all cast envious eyes towards Wu Dong.
Soon, under the leadership of Zhang Jie, the Holy Lord of the Nishen Holy Land, all the prominent elders of the Nishen Holy Land appeared in front of Wu Dong.
"Ahem, my dear friend, I am the one who rebels against the Holy Land..."
Zhang Jie looked at Wu Dong and spoke with a hint of expectation in his eyes. He was about to ask Wu Dong to become his disciple, but before he could finish his words, Wu Dong raised his hand to interrupt him.
"Senior, I do."
Wu Dong originally planned to become a disciple in the Holy Land of the God of the Rebels, and it was also clear from the previous incident that Zhang Jie was the leader of the group in front of him.
So according to the current situation, becoming Zhang Jie's disciple is obviously the best choice.
Zhang Jie was stunned at first, but after hearing Wu Dong's words, he couldn't help laughing.
"Haha, if that's the case, then from today on, you will be my eldest disciple."
There were no other disciples under Zhang Jie. After all, there were only a few people who could make the Anti-God Bell ring eight times, and some of them were snatched away by other elders.
So it was not until now that Zhang Jie finally had a disciple.
After accepting Wu Dong, Zhang Jie wanted to announce it to the world, but was stopped by Wu Dong.
"Master, I am devoted to cultivation and have no intention of becoming famous. If you were to announce my existence to the world, it would probably affect my cultivation. So I hope you can keep a low profile."
Wu Dong said in a serious tone.
Hearing this, Zhang Jie was stunned. After a long time, he sighed and finally agreed. After all, this was his only disciple. What if the disciple was unhappy and ran away?
These days, it's rare to find someone who can make the God-Defying Bell ring eight times.
When the elders around saw Zhang Jie take Wu Dong away first, they couldn't help but grit their teeth in anger.
It’s not that they look down on Zhang Jie, but although Zhang Jie is powerful, he is only powerful. When it comes to teaching his disciples, he may not be as good as the Immortal Venerable.
So the other elders stood up at this time and bowed to Wu Dong.
"Friend Wu, if you have any questions, you can consult me."
"Me too!"
Many elders also stood up to express their agreement. Although Wu Dong had become Zhang Jie's subordinate, he was still a disciple of the Anti-God Holy Land after all. They could not bear to see Wu Dong being buried because of this.
Hearing this, Wu Dong was deeply touched and raised his hand to express his gratitude.
"Thank you all for your concern, elders. If you don't mind, I will definitely ask you for help if I have any questions about cultivation in the future."
Upon seeing this, the elders showed satisfied expressions.
"Alright, Wu Dong, you've already become my disciple. If you have any questions about cultivation, please consult Master. Although Master has never taught others cultivation, he has considerable experience. As long as you have any questions, Master will definitely answer them for you."
After Zhang Jie finished speaking, he took Wu Dong away directly. As he left, he glared fiercely at the elders behind him.
Although he didn't know why, Wu Dong always felt that his future cultivation would not be easy.
At this time, in a deserted mountain in the Eastern Region, there were skeletons everywhere, and it looked like no one could enter.
This place is the well-known demonic force in the Eastern Region, the Demon Refining Valley.
However, things in the Demon Refining Valley did not seem very peaceful at this time.
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