Chapter 50 (Part 1)

The wonders surrounding Yu Yu made even the Mirror Spirit a little tempted. His luck was so good that whatever he wanted would come true. The Mirror Spirit wanted that too.

“That’s good, then. I really hate being watched.”

Yu Yu had many secrets on him, many good things too, and even more good things that others coveted.

If he did not keep a few extra safeguards, he would not be one of the Huaxia people. If the Mirror Spirit watched him, would he have any secrets left at all?

“I wasn’t watching you all the time. I didn’t watch you when you were cultivating.”

The Mirror Spirit was afraid his surveillance would affect someone in cultivation, so once Yu Yu entered a cultivation state, he would automatically leave.

Even the last time Yu Yu refined his bonded spiritual weapon, the Mirror Spirit had not followed him in. He had immortal power on him, and he was afraid it would affect the refinement of the bonded spiritual weapon.

“Good thing you still have a bit of a bottom line. Otherwise, Senior, I would not let you off easily today.”

Yu Yu said this expressionlessly. It was not that he insisted on arguing with an immortal artifact, but if he did not make things clear, he was afraid this artifact spirit, who had no scruples, would repeat his old mistakes.

“Hmph, hateful little child.”

The Mirror Spirit did not manage to gain any advantage from Yu Yu. Huffing angrily, he left. He was going to set up illusions on the Ascension Path to test the temperament of those who wanted to climb the mountain, and conveniently catch spies and the like as well.

As soon as the Mirror Spirit left, Qingyang came.

“Little Yu, I sensed a powerful aura just now. Did someone come here?”

The aura around Qingyang was gradually becoming more ethereal and immortal-like. The day of his tribulation and ascension was getting closer and closer. Yu Yu estimated it would be at most no more than a hundred years.

“Yes. Senior Mirror Spirit came.”

Yu Yu told his master about the Mirror Spirit, mainly because he was afraid the Mirror Spirit would get too free, forget his duties, and bring trouble to the Taizhen Immortal Sect.

A Mirror Spirit who concealed the fact that he had immortal stones given by the founder, and even pretended for ten thousand years that he lacked immortal power, was hard to say would restrain his own abilities.

“I will mention it to Eldest Senior Brother.”

Qingyang nodded. The matter of the Mirror Spirit could not be hidden. They had to let the sect be prepared.

Of course, it was not that the sect had no means of controlling the Mirror Spirit. It was just that, before this, no one had expected the Mirror Spirit to lie and conceal the matter of the founder giving him immortal stones.

All these years, they had been using the immortal stones sparingly because they were afraid that once they used them up, they would have no way to contact the Upper Realm and no way to activate the immortal artifact.

In the end, Yu Yu had now given everyone a surprise. If Qingsheng still could not wring some compensation out of the Mirror Spirit’s hands, then he would not be Daoist Lord Qingsheng.

Yu Yu handed this matter over to his master, then slowly sat on his flying sword and headed toward the main peak.

After many years in Foundation Establishment, he had also lost interest in flying on a sword. After all, no matter how fun something was, once you played with it for too long, it stopped meaning much.

He sat on the sword, reading a medical book in one hand and holding a broken branch with a few leaves growing from it in the other. When he landed on the plaza below the main peak, many of the new disciples who had just entered the sect were very curious about his identity.

“Who is he?”

“I don’t know.”

The new disciples whispered among themselves.

“I know. He’s the Little Martial Uncle-Grandmaster of the Taizhen Immortal Sect. You absolutely must not offend him, otherwise all the disciples will hate you.”

A new disciple who was in the know revealed his information, making the other new disciples worship Yu Yu endlessly.

They had never expected the Taizhen Immortal Sect’s martial uncle-grandmaster to actually still be a child. Shocking!

“Little Martial Uncle.”

When Wuchen saw him come over, he immediately stood up.

The disciples behind him did the same. Each one quickly straightened the Daoist robe they were wearing, then welcomed their most popular Little Martial Uncle.

Sob. If they asked Little Martial Uncle for help and he charged fewer spirit stones, everyone would like him even more.

Thinking of the spirit stones that had been swindled away from them, all the disciples wanted to clutch their hearts.

But thinking about it again, although Little Martial Uncle’s prices were high, his efficiency was excellent. And after he finished handling things, he left no future trouble behind. The spirit stones were still very worth spending.

High prices were high prices. At least the result was good.

“Greetings, Little Martial Uncle.”

The scene of a group of cultivators, the worst of whom were at least Golden Core or above, all saluting one person at the same time was still quite shocking.

Especially to this group of new disciples who had just entered the mountain gate and had not yet had time to formally acknowledge a master, it made them even more curious about Yu Yu.

Hearing the seniors above them call him Martial Uncle, it seemed that the ones preparing to accept disciples this time were from the Wu generation.

The disciples presiding over this disciple recruitment ceremony were all from the Wu generation. This was Lingbao’s training for them. As long as this training could be successfully completed, he would gradually transfer the power in his hands to the Wu generation.

This was also preparation for the next sect master to take over. As the Wu generation experienced more training, they were gradually being brought along. Many from the Ling generation no longer participated in sect tasks and instead let the Wu generation complete them.

Only relatively difficult tasks would be completed under the leadership of the Ling generation.

As authority was transferred, the atmosphere in the sect also began to grow tense. Because this meant the Qing generation was about to ascend. At that time, there would not only be tribulation lightning, but also an ascension ceremony. The Wu generation needed to follow along and learn all of these things.

When Yu Yu saw that they were all Wu-generation disciples, he knew Lingbao’s attitude.

That made sense. His master could barely suppress the tribulation lightning on him anymore. His senior uncles were probably the same.

His Eldest Senior Brother and Senior Brother Lingbao were also close to the Tribulation stage. Occasionally, when Yu Yu passed through the sky above Lingji’s cave residence, he would see tribulation lightning flickering in the heavens from time to time.

Perhaps this very year, his Eldest Senior Brother would become a Daoist Lord of the Tribulation stage.

Once Eldest Senior Brother and the others passed their tribulations safely and stabilized their cultivation, his master and the others would probably prepare for their tribulations and ascensions.

As soon as he thought of this, Yu Yu immediately wilted.

“Little Martial Uncle, what’s wrong?” Wuchen gave his own seat to Yu Yu, and the other disciples shifted down in order, so Wuchen was sitting beside Yu Yu.

He was also the quickest to notice the change in Yu Yu.

“It’s nothing. I was just thinking that Master and the others are about to ascend, and I feel reluctant to part with them.”

The Wu generation were already accepting disciples, and the sect’s structure was gradually changing. Yu Yu was somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Although he could still often see his senior uncles now, they already rarely appeared in the sect.

They were reducing their own influence and increasing the authority of the Ling generation. At the same time, they were also training the Wu generation so that the sect’s inheritance could be smoothly handed over.

“Then Little Martial Uncle should spend more time with the Martial Uncle-Grandmasters!”

Hearing this, Wuchen also felt a little reluctant, though he mainly felt that way toward Qingsheng and the others. After all, Qingsheng was his own master’s master. He had spent many years with Qingsheng, and when he was cultivating, he had received his master’s master’s care and guidance.

It could be said that the grandparent-grandchild bond between him and Qingsheng was second only to Lingbao.

“That’s all I can do.”

Yu Yu propped his chin in his left hand, then discovered that the newly admitted disciples were sneaking glances at him.

Because of the Mirror Spirit’s appearance, he had not had time to watch the new disciples climb the Ascension Path. However, being able to pass the Ascension Path meant they had no problems with their identities or temperaments. At least, for now, there were no problems.

As for the future, who could guard against that?

Men die for wealth, and birds die for food.

Human hearts were changing at every moment. Being good now did not mean one would be good in the future. Being bad now also did not mean one would be bad in the future.

It could only be said that the sect would try its best to reduce losses to a bearable range, pay more attention to the disciples and elders under its gate, and not let them have a chance to sell out the sect’s information.

“How is the talent of this batch of disciples?”

In truth, if Yu Yu used his Heavenly Eye, he could directly see which disciples had good talent and which had poor talent.

However, he did not choose to abuse the Heavenly Eye. After all, there was no need to treat the Heavenly Eye as an omnipotent treasure.

Even if the Heavenly Eye would not deceive him, was talent the most important thing to a cultivator?

It was not. Good talent only allowed one to cultivate a little faster. It did not mean one had no flaws.

No matter how good one’s talent was, if one did not work hard at cultivation, it would all be in vain in the end.

As for those disciples whose talent was slightly worse, although their talent could not compare to geniuses, if they worked hard and had good comprehension, then on the path of cultivation, they would not be much slower than geniuses.

Moreover, talent was not the most important thing to the Taizhen Immortal Sect now, because with Yu Yu providing large numbers of spiritual plants and spirit fruits that could purify spiritual roots, most of the Taizhen Immortal Sect’s inner disciples now had decent talent.

Only a small portion of them, because their performance was poor, had no share every time spiritual plants and spirit fruits were distributed. Seeing how they remained stubbornly unrepentant, Lingbao ruthlessly said that if they failed the next inspection again, he would drive them to the outer sect.

Then he would bring the most hardworking disciples from the outer sect into the inner sect to replace them.

With such a threat hanging over them, the inner disciples also began to compete intensely.

Only then was Lingbao satisfied, but he did not retract that statement. It made each and every outer disciple act as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Every day, they thought about working hard at cultivation, dragging inner disciples down from their horses, and replacing them.

With the inner and outer sects competing together, the strength of the Taizhen Immortal Sect’s lower-level disciples had increased several times over.

As for this result, forget Lingbao, even Qingsheng was extremely satisfied.

Wouldn’t it have been better if they had been like this earlier? They just had to wait until Lingbao brought out his killing move before each one of them understood how to work hard.

“Little Martial Uncle, among this batch of new disciples, there are three heavenly spiritual roots, twenty single spiritual roots, and fifty-six dual spiritual roots. I’ll first ask Master and the others whether they have any intention of taking disciples. If not, then I and some other Wu-generation disciples who have advanced to Soul Transformation will accept them.”

In Wuchen’s generation, Soul Transformation cultivators had also been appearing continuously. This represented the sect’s inheritance proceeding smoothly. No wonder those above allowed the Wu generation to begin accepting disciples.

“I estimate that the senior brothers and senior sisters have no mind to accept disciples. My Eldest Senior Brother is the same. He is currently putting all his strength into breaking through to the Tribulation stage. Accepting disciples would only affect his cultivation speed.”

Yu Yu thought of that Eldest Senior Brother of his who competed himself half to death. When their master asked whether he wanted to accept a disciple, he had said:

“No. They will affect my cultivation.”

Lingji had very directly refused.

“Even if I accept disciples, it will be after I pass my tribulation. Then I can take my time observing them. In any case, I have to accept someone I find pleasing to the eye as my disciple.”

Lingji was not opposed to accepting disciples. It was just that he currently had no desire to accept one.

Once he reached the Tribulation stage, he would have plenty of time. It would not be too late to accept disciples then.

“As you wish.”

Qingyang did not object either. As for grand-disciples and the like, he had no requirements and no great expectations. To Qingyang, no matter how many grand-disciples he had, none of them could compare to his little disciple.

This was favoritism from his master. Yu Yu could only be even more filial to his master.

“That really does sound like Martial Uncle Lingji.”

After Wuchen listened, he said this with a smile. This time, he was going to accept disciples, not for anything else, but for inheritance.

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