There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 60: Illiterate Disciple is Easy to Deceive [Seeking to Continue Reading]

In the moment when Xia Ming saw those small characters, he almost got so excited that he drooled.

Goldfinger... amazing!

That black booklet seemed to be something extraordinary.

I really want it!

But... what reason can Xia Ming come up with to ask for it?

He's illiterate, what use does he have for a book?

Should he use it to swat bugs or cover instant noodles?

Even if he's tempted, he should let it go.

Seeing Xia Ming's reaction, He Niansheng couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

After all, he still has the heart of a young boy, unable to hide things in his heart.

He gently patted Xia Ming's shoulder and said, "Since I've said it, you can keep it. Maybe one day you'll be able to understand it."

"Disciple Xia Ming! Thank you, Master!"

Looking up, Xia Ming's gaze towards He Niansheng became a bit more affectionate.

"The content recorded in this black booklet is a body technique, which is quite suitable for you. If you want to learn it, I can explain it to you."

Without any hesitation, Xia Ming bowed and said, "Disciple is willing to learn."

In fact, Xia Ming had his own considerations.

Goldfinger is too terrifying, and this secret can only be kept by him alone.

If his Master didn't teach him, but he learned it through Goldfinger, what would happen if it was exposed one day?

So, he still has to learn from his Master first, and then use Goldfinger to speed up his progress!

This way, he won't reveal anything!

...

He Niansheng looked at Xia Ming's joyful expression and a strange feeling quietly arose in his heart.

But unfortunately, his heart, which had been silent for many years, had already turned into a block of ice.

In this life, his only wish is to become an immortal!

His Dao heart remains unwavering.

Will He Niansheng really teach Xia Ming the "Little Feather Wind Technique"?

No, of course not.

Teaching that thing would be troublesome and not worth the effort.

Now He Niansheng even thinks that illiterate disciples are not bad.

Illiterate disciples are easy to deceive.

Whatever you say, they will believe.

Anyway, Xia Ming can't understand the cultivation technique.

As the Master and disciple looked at each other, they both harbored their own secrets.

These two people have yet to realize what strange scenes will unfold in the future.

...

Master, look, I can fly so fast!

Damn it! I made up that cultivation technique! How did he manage to cultivate it!

...

Happily putting away the black booklet, Xia Ming was quite certain that there was nothing left in the blind box.

Nodding slightly towards Xia Ming, He Niansheng flicked his finger and a Dao Pill fire directly burned his arm to ashes.

There are so many wonderful methods in the world, it's hard to avoid them.

That old fellow Jiang Chong is not simple.

Seeing all of this, Xia Ming didn't ask much either.

Being cautious is always fine.

As a cultivator, Xia Ming knows that there is still much more for him to learn.

"Master, shall we return to Qing Elixir Peak?"

Shaking his head gently, He Niansheng continued, "Qing Elixir Peak has collapsed, we won't go back."

Although he had already guessed it, Xia Ming was still shocked when he heard those words.

He was surprised by the fickleness of fate, and even more surprised by He Niansheng's calm demeanor.

After all, He Niansheng is the Supreme Elder of Qing Dan, and Qing Elixir Peak is the industry he has worked hard to build. His composure is too calm.

Amidst his sighs, Xia Ming asked another question.

"Then, Master, shall we return to Great River Sect..."

"Great River Sect has perished."

Xia Ming: ???

Great River Sect has perished!

Xia Ming's head directly buzzed.

Great River Sect has perished just like that?

I haven't been away for half a day... What happened to the Black Qiu Forest?

"The Jiang and Hai families colluded with the Bamboo Sword Sect cultivators, using Jiaoqiu as a scheme to overthrow the Great River Sect. The Sect Master was seriously injured and fled, leading to the downfall of the Great River Sect."

Watching the figure of He Niansheng ahead, Xia Ming couldn't help but feel a bone-chilling coldness in his heart.

He Niansheng's tone... was really too plain.

So plain that it made Xia Ming feel scared.

Is this what cultivation is like?

"The gift I gave you is Jiang Chong's arm..."

At this point, He Niansheng turned around and looked quietly at Xia Ming.

In that instant, Xia Ming's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Jiang Chong!

Jiang Chong's arm!

Has my master discovered something?

Is this a warning to me?

Xia Ming didn't dare to look up at He Niansheng, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

Noticing this scene, He Niansheng furrowed his brows slightly.

Has the effect of the Dreaming Yellow Liang worn off?

Why is Xia Ming starting to be wary of me?

To be honest, He Niansheng didn't know how to get along with this disciple of his.

Everyone in the Great River Sect knows that He Niansheng doesn't take disciples.

It's so troublesome!

So troublesome!

I still have to take care of this kid's emotions!

But... for the sake of cultivation, everything is worth it!

For the sake of the Hidden Spirit Root!

Thinking of this, He Niansheng tried to show a gentle attitude.

"Xia Ming, you wanted to go to the Daguang Immortal Island, right? After I cure your illness, I will take you there."

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, a smile slowly appeared on Xia Ming's lips.

But upon hearing the second half, Xia Ming's face immediately fell.

Xia Ming realized... that he actually didn't want to go to the Daguang Immortal Island!

Noticing Xia Ming's low mood, He Niansheng became even more confused.

Did I say something wrong again?

Without saying a word, the master and disciple walked directly into the depths of the dense forest.

...

While the master and disciple were "harmoniously" getting along, inside the Great River Sect's main hall, it was a completely different scene. It couldn't be called quiet, at least it was dead silent.

Sitting on the main seat was a disheveled middle-aged man, Xu Xuan.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face was as pale as paper.

In front of Xu Xuan stood a group of Core Formation cultivators, standing on the left and right sides, clearly divided.

On the left were the cultivators from the Bamboo Sword Sect, their numbers quite large, exuding a sense of united hostility.

On the right were the Great River cultivators, with the four elders at the forefront.

The heavily injured Hai brothers, the armless Jiang Chong, and the absent-minded Lake Changqing.

Although the Bamboo Sword Sect Master Xu Xuan had ordered the killing of the Great River cultivators, who would actually follow that order?

Purple Thunder Daoist was already dead, and the Bamboo Sword Sect couldn't be sustained by Xu Xuan alone.

The Immortal Cultivation World is not just about fighting and killing, but also about human relationships and worldly affairs!

If they forcefully went to war with the Great River Sect, the Bamboo Sword Sect would also perish!

Xizi Cangzhou is not just for these two families!

They understood the principle of the snipe and the clam fighting, with the fisherman reaping the benefits.

And today, they must come up with a plan in the Great River Hall.

What should be the future of the Great River Sect and the Bamboo Sword Sect?

Now that Purple Thunder Daoist is dead, it is not realistic to expect the Great River cultivators to submit and even be treated like dogs.

It is also impossible for the Great River cultivators to sit on an equal footing and merge the two sects.

One, the Nascent Soul ancestors are all dead, and you still want the Great River Sect to sit on an equal footing?

Two, the Great River Four Families have suffered great losses and have long lost the qualifications to sit on an equal footing!

During this silence, the gazes of the cultivators once again turned to the central figure, Sect Master Xu Xuan.

Raising his head slowly, Xu Xuan, in a daze, saw a room full of sinister figures.

"Yao'er... don't... be afraid."

The words of his father echoed in his ears, and now Xu Xuan finally understood what his father meant.

When weighing the two sects, a slight mistake would result in complete destruction.

In the flickering candlelight, Xu Xuan's hoarse voice quietly echoed in the hall.

"The two sects will merge and be called the Sword River Sect. I will be the Sect Master, and the Great River Sect will select a Vice Sect Master."

"We will spare no effort to kill the renegade cultivators within the Great River's territory! Anyone who dares to shelter them will be wiped out!"

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