I Have A Cultivation World - Chapter 2748 - 1267: False Report

When Luo Yixuan first arrived, she was still puzzled about what kind of identity could make her master extend such hospitality.

First a beating, then tea.

Upon hearing it was the Eastern Demonic Path’s master, Luo Yixuan’s eyes showed shock while her face revealed a look of realization.

It should indeed be a beating.

Seeing such an obedient appearance now, it was evident that he had already been subdued by the master.

“Senior, please have some tea.” Luo Yixuan, feeling assured, approached Tu Ming, smiling sweetly, and placed the tea from the tray onto the table.

“Thank you.” While Tu Ming nodded without expression at the sight of Luo Yixuan, inside he was very surprised.

Clearly, the Yellow Springs Spiritual Power within Luo Yixuan couldn’t be hidden from him.

Moreover, the Elder Ming possessing Luo Yixuan was even more clearly visible through his eyes that could pierce through Yin and Yang.

However, in Chen Mobai’s presence, he pretended not to know, merely noting down this direct disciple of the Blue Emperor.

“Friend, I’ve always been curious about your sect’s inheritance. I wonder if I might have the privilege of seeing it?” Chen Mobai suddenly asked.

Tu Ming’s life and death lay within Chen Mobai’s thoughts, so he couldn’t refuse. He promptly took out a Jade Slip and placed it on the table.

Luo Yixuan, who had just served the tea, took up the Jade Slip upon Chen Mobai’s nod of indication and turned to deliver it to Chen Mobai.

Seeing this scene, Tu Ming’s heart moved slightly, as if thinking of something.

After reading the Netherworld Scripture, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but nod slightly.

In his view, though this Cultivation Technique had many flaws, in the Tianhe Realm, it was a wonderfully extraordinary, powerfully effective Deity Transformation inheritance. However, the threshold for cultivation was high; it required a Ghost Fetus to begin.

But this was within his expectations.

“Friend, after drinking this cup of tea, please be on your way. I hope not to see you within the territory of my Five Elements Sect in the future.” Having obtained all he wanted from Tu Ming, Chen Mobai raised his cup of tea and spoke.

Tu Ming listened, and though his face twitched a bit, he dared not say more.

After downing it in one gulp, Tu Ming attempted to activate the Mingfu Zhi Men. At this point, he discovered the surrounding void was no longer restricted. Not wishing to linger for another moment, he immediately tore open a rift and vanished from the spot.

“Master, why would Ming Zun come to Wandering Mountain?”

Once the two of them were left alone, Luo Yixuan, very obediently, came to Chen Mobai’s side, picking up the teapot to pour tea for him.

“He overestimated himself and wanted to seek revenge on me…”

Chen Mobai briefly recounted the events surrounding that Ghost Fetus over a hundred years ago and finally looked slightly hesitant as he turned to look at the palace-clad disciple kneeling beside him and pouring tea, seemingly contemplating something.

“Master, what’s wrong?”

Luo Yixuan’s attention was fully on Chen Mobai, and seeing his unprecedented expression, she thought that in her contact with Ming Zun, she had been secretly harmed by the master of the Eastern Demonic Path, feeling a bit panicked.

“Xuan, have you ever thought about whether you would be willing to stop at Nascent Soul if that’s all you could achieve in the future?”

After some thought, Chen Mobai still asked this question.

Among his four disciples, Zhuo Ming and Jiang Zongheng had already embarked on a glorious path. There was hope not just for Deity Transformation but even for Cultivating Void.

Whereas the remaining Liu Wenbo and Luo Yixuan, at most, might reach Nascent Soul.

Among them, Liu Wenbo was straightforward in nature, but Luo Yixuan was somewhat extreme. Chen Mobai feared that she might lose her way after his Ascendance, pursuing higher realms and falling into the Demon Path when comparing herself to Zhuo Ming and Jiang Zongheng.

It was better to lay this matter open now.

With over two hundred years of master-disciple affection, Luo Yixuan didn’t want to deceive Chen Mobai. So, after hesitating for a moment facing this question, she provided an answer: “Master, I am unwilling.”

Had it been her childhood, she would have been satisfied with the Nascent Soul Realm, given that at that time, the most powerful in the Eastern Wilderness was merely a Golden Core Cultivator.

But now, she’s a direct disciple of the Eastern Wilderness Qing Emperor, the true inheritance of Divinity Transformation. Normally, in Wandering Mountain, she’s also seen Chen Mobai entertain the Dustless True Monarch and other Eastern Continent Deity Transformation cultivators, and even met a great demon lord like Ming Zun today. Witnessing the vast world, she cannot accept stopping at Nascent Soul.

“Given your talent and comprehension, even though you enhanced it to Heavenly Water Spirit Root with Qing Nu’s Spiritual Water, if you wish to use it for Deity Transformation in the future, the hope is slim. If one day I ascend to the Spiritual Void Immortal Realm, and your lifespan is nearing its end, you may attempt to comprehend this Netherworld Scripture.”

Chen Mobai held no bias between righteous and demonic; according to the Immortal Gate’s philosophy, anything usable that isn’t against nature and conscience is a good method.

Prior to the Tianhe Realm, he had always respected but kept a distance from the Demon Path, mainly because the Nine Heavens Morality Sect and the Demon Path were incompatible. Being an ally to the Nine Heavens Morality Sect, he naturally supported their position.

However, he couldn’t bear to see Luo Yixuan, his disciple, grow old and die.

After all, with her talent, cultivating the Netherworld Scripture might very well make her the next Ming Zun.

It was precisely for this reason that he requested this Cultivation Technique from Ming Zun.

As he spoke, Chen Mobai passed the Jade Slip in his hand to Luo Yixuan.

“Master!”

Luo Yixuan’s eyes quivered, her emotions wildly turbulent.

Though her heart desired to record a copy when she saw Tu Ming hand over the Netherworld Scripture, it was only a fleeting thought.