With a loud bang, Jiang Mang flew up and crashed into a wilderness, unconscious.
I don’t know how long it took, but when Jiang Mang woke up, he saw Jiang Yunlan.
"Sister..." A hoarse voice sounded, startling him.
Suddenly, I remembered the previous scene.
The demon tricked him, saying that if he ate his heart, he would be able to reach the highest level of his Heart Devouring Demonic Skill. But in fact, he was lying to him!
"Jiang Mang, I have decided to disperse your evil power. Later... just bear with it." Jiang Yunlan said with a frown.
"No!" Jiang Mang shouted immediately and wanted to jump off the bed, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"No, sister, no."
"You have already fallen into the devil's way, don't you know?" Jiang Yunlan scolded.
"That's why, if you disperse my magic power, I will become a useless person and will never be able to practice again!" Jiang Mang said in a crying voice.
"Demon cultivator, do you know what that means?" Jiang Yunlan said.
"If you want to dispel my magic power, it would be like taking my life!" Jiang Mang said.
Jiang Yunlan remained silent and hesitant.
She knew what the right thing to do was, but she still couldn't do it. She couldn't be so cruel to Jiang Mang.
"Sister...Chen Yang..."
"What's wrong with Chen Yang?" Jiang Yunlan asked immediately.
"Chen Yang is not dead, he has entered the Golden Core Realm! Chen Yang is not dead yet, but you want to cripple me!" Jiang Mang's eyes were red.
"He... he came out from the ancient ruins and formed a pill?" Jiang Yunlan was immersed in this news and did not hear the second half of Jiang Mang's words clearly. She only felt sad and happy in her heart.
"Sister, I can't become a waste because Chen Yang is not dead!" Jiang Mang said again.
Then, he sneered: "Killing him is easy, but..."
He recounted how the Ziwei Tianzong's chief disciple had saved Chen Yang, and how he had let a demon cultivator block a knife for him, allowing him to escape. In the end, the demon cultivator retaliated against him, causing him to be injured.
"How could the disciples of Ziwei Tianzong save Chen Yang?" Jiang Yunlan murmured.
"I can't figure this out either, but even if Chen Yang has formed a golden elixir, he is still not qualified to join the Ziwei Tianzong. Sister, why do you think this is the case?" Jiang Mang asked.
Jiang Yunlan shook her head, but she had a friend who was an outer disciple in Ziwei Tianzong, and perhaps she could ask around.
"Sister, Chen Yang must die. We can't care about those elders anymore. If we don't kill him, he will kill us! Although he is soft-hearted and likes to meddle in other people's affairs, he will also seek revenge. Think about how we pushed his woman off the cliff..."
What a pity, I could have killed Chen Yang this time, but...
"The key is..." Jiang Mang looked up at Jiang Yunlan: "He knows that I am a demon cultivator."
There are only two paths before him: either kill Chen Yang or destroy his magic power. Who would choose the latter?
If Jiang Yunlan really loved him, she would help him to the end, kill Chen Yang, hide his identity as a demon cultivator, and make him even more powerful.
As long as you become powerful and your strength is improved, nothing will be a problem!
Three days later, Chen Yang entered the Ziwei Tianzong with a token.
In the guest house, he kept looking at the decoration and furnishings in the hall. It was indeed antique and showed extraordinary taste everywhere.
It is worthy of being the top sect with a history of ten thousand years in the Four Seas Continent.
At this time, two people came out and smiled at him.
It was Ling Jianxiao and Xiao Yichen.
Behind the two of them walked in an old man with a white beard, he had an immortal look and looked like a hermit.
Chen Yang and Xue Qing nodded slightly to show their respect.
The old man looked Chen Yang up and down, gently stroked his beard, and nodded slightly.
"From today on, you will be my disciple, Qing Fengmian."
Ling Jianxiao and Xiao Yichen were overjoyed: "Junior brother, why don't you come and pay your respects to Master!"
When Chen Yang heard the old man call out his name, he could hardly believe his ears.
Qing Fengmian is the second most powerful person in Ziwei Tianzong after the Sect Master. Legend has it that his disciples must have extremely high talent for cultivation and must reach at least the upper Nascent Soul stage at a young age.
How could he become Elder Qingfeng's disciple?
Is this true?
He couldn't believe it.
"Junior brother, please come and meet Master quickly!" Ling Jianxiao said again.
Chen Yang suddenly thought of his own realm, but he was just about to form a pill. Is this strength really enough?
Although he wanted to kneel down immediately, the doubts in his heart made him unable to feel at ease.
Finally, everyone realized that Chen Yang was not excited to the point of being at a loss, but rather confused and even bewildered.
After a long pause, he finally spoke, "Becoming Elder Qingfeng's disciple is a blessing I've prayed for for generations, but... I still dare to ask, why? Why me?"
Faced with Chen Yang's sincerity, Qing Fengmian showed a hint of satisfaction.
He did not get dizzy because of the sudden good fortune, nor did he accept it rashly. Even when facing Ziwei Tianzong, he was still able to remain calm. This is a rare quality.
One can almost understand why Uncle Master Wang Lun's spirit was able to submit to him.
"I thought you inherited the spiritual energy of our Ziwei Tianzong's master." Qing Fengmian said.
Chen Yang understood immediately.
It’s a powerful strange fire!
That Mahayana cultivator is the master of Ziwei Tianzong!
"Junior brother, do you know the reason now? Master selected you for us." Ling Jianxiao said.
Chen Yang nodded, no longer having any doubts. He knelt down with his knees softened, bowed three times to Qing Fengmian, and said, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"
The news that Chen Yang became the disciple of Elder Qing Fengmian quickly spread throughout the Ziwei Tianzong.
Although the characters and morals of the disciples of Ziwei Tianzong are all first-class, there is still a lot of criticism about Chen Yang becoming a disciple of a top elder despite his mediocre strength.
But no one dared to speak out these criticisms to his face, simply because Chen Yang had two senior brothers, Ling Jianxiao and Xiao Yichen, who were Qing Fengmian's last disciples, and their strength was so formidable that it was frightening.
Looking at Chen Yang again, it is even more difficult to understand why they thought he would become Qing Fengmian's disciple.
After becoming a disciple of Ziwei Tianzong, especially Qingfengmian's disciple, Chen Yang received a courtyard that belonged to him alone. The courtyard had two entrances and two exits and was fully equipped with all the necessities of life.
The double courtyard has just enough space for Xueqing to live in, and also for Xiaoling to sleep at night.
Chen Yang suddenly felt at home.
At noon, basking in the sun in the courtyard and touching the soft fur of the little elf, life is so comfortable.
As I was sighing, a tall figure appeared at the gate.
Judging from the man's aura, he didn't look like an ordinary person at all. However, Chen Yang thought that this was his own courtyard and private territory after all, so his attitude became a little tougher.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com