NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 220: Taking Disciples
Chapter 220: Taking Disciples
“Senior sister, can I come here to see you often in the future?”
The Goddess of Nine Heavens looked pleadingly at the Goddess of Time, O.
After receiving the consent of the Goddess of Time, the Goddess of Nine Heavens was as happy as a little girl… a little girl who was several hundred, if not a thousand, years old.
Xu Lian suddenly felt like he was at a disadvantage… of course, this was assuming that he would one day become the Nine Heavenly Sacred Son. Otherwise, he wouldn’t even have the chance to feel at a disadvantage.
However, he was even happier than the Goddess of Nine Heavens because she would be visiting often.
“You must cultivate well and not disappoint Senior Sister’s expectations.”
The Goddess of Nine Heavens put her hands on her hips and began lecturing Xu Lian. “Do you know why the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands are so interested in the laws of the Divine Kingdom regarding you? It’s because you are too unambitious. Your progress in cultivation is too slow and does not meet Master’s expectations. That’s why Master feels that the laws of the divine kingdom are wasted on you.
If you had quickly risen among the second-tier geniuses, defeated them, and taken the top spot.
Then you would enter the First Sequence, make a name for yourself there, and become the Holy Son of the Heavenly Mystic Sacred Land.
Then, after defeating the Sacred Sons of the other eight sacred lands, becoming the Nine Heavenly Sacred Son, and showing the same potential that Senior Sister once had, why would Master ever order the transfer of the laws of the divine kingdom from you?”
During the second sequence training sessions, Xu Lian had always performed averagely, simply because he didn’t want to stand out too much. But how could he have known what the higher-ups were thinking?
Xu Lian smiled and added for the Goddess of Nine Heavens, “After cultivating for a few hundred years, I would eventually defeat all the previous Nine Heavenly Holy Sons, become the Nine Heavenly Holy Son, marry you, and rule the Nine Heavenly Holy Lands together, right?
The Goddess of the Nine Heavens was furious. “Yes, yes, yes. I’ll wait for the day when you become the Nine Heavenly Holy Son, okay?”
Xu Lian asked, “I have already left the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands. Do I still have a chance to compete for the position of Holy Son?”
The Goddess of the Nine Heavens looked at the Goddess of Time. “That depends on Senior Sister’s decision. Senior Sister is the most accomplished disciple of the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands. Although she has left now, the Nine Heavenly Sacred Lands will always be her sect. If Senior Sister allows you to return, you can go back anytime.”
“I won’t return,”
The Goddess of Time told Xu Lian. “But if you want to compete for the position of the Holy Son, then go ahead. There’s no harm in sparring with the younger generation.”
Xu Lian thought for a moment. “I won’t go for now. I’ll wait until my cultivation has improved.”
The Goddess of Nine Heavens stayed for a while before stepping onto the radiant white path and leaving.
Xu Lian looked at the ethereal Goddess of Time. “O, I think your mindset is too detached. That might be why you haven’t reached the pinnacle of the Dao yet.”
The Goddess of Time was startled and stared at Xu Lian in surprise. As the saying goes, the participants cannot see as clearly as the bystanders. Even her master had told her something similar once. Now, even Xu Lian could see it?
The Goddess of Time said, “I can’t change my attitude. Do you have any good suggestions?”
Xu Lian coughed. “You should find a dao companion. That would change your mindset. For example, I… would be a perfect fit.”
The Goddess of Time’s voice turned icy. “Get lost.”
“Alright, alright.”
Xu Lian quickly excused himself. This was no place to linger.
After he left, the Goddess of Time’s exquisite face showed a thoughtful expression.
Xu Lian emerged from the lakeside area.
He saw that his followers had already built several wooden houses. The cultivators worked quickly, and the houses were constructed exactly according to his design. They weren’t breathtakingly beautiful, but they were decent.
With some time and the addition of exotic flowers and rare plants, the place would be perfect.
Having left the Heavenly Mystic Sacred Land, Xu Lian could improve his cultivation by adding points, which wasn’t a problem. However, Lin Bufeng, Fang Shaoze, and Qin Liu would struggle without a master to guide them.
Xu Lian’s attention turned to the people in the pictures.
After all, these people were from the Divine Clan, the same clan that had raised O into an incomparable powerhouse. Surely, guiding his followers would be a simple task for them.
Xu Lian clasped his hands and addressed the figures in the paintings. “Esteemed seniors, you’ve been trapped in these paintings for countless years. You must be very lonely. Would you be interested in guiding my companions?”
Upon hearing this, the women and his followers all looked at him with eager eyes. These were O’s clansmen. Any guidance from them would be invaluable.
The figures in the paintings began to chatter.
“Kid, you’re pretty smart, trying to learn our Divine Clan’s cultivation methods. Why should we teach you? What’s in it for us?”
“Ah, this cursed painting world. Even if he gave us benefits, we couldn’t take them.”
Xu Lian smiled. “You may not know this yet, but O and I are destined to be together. We’ll eventually become Dao Companions. I’m practically family to the Divine Clan. Wouldn’t it be natural for you to guide my companions?”
In the mist by the lake, the Goddess of Time suddenly turned her gaze toward Xu Lian. If looks could kill, Xu Lian would be dead!
Xu Lian shivered and shut his mouth quickly.
The girl in the painting laughed until tears nearly streamed down her face. “Keep dreaming. With your cultivation at the eighth stage of Great Grandmaster Rank, do you think you can become O’s Dao Companion? Not even in your wildest dreams.”
Xu Lian felt the chill fade away and continued his persuasion. “Think about it. You’re trapped in these paintings, and the world only knows the fame of the top sects, not the Divine Clan. What a pity.
Why not each take on a disciple? Teach them to become peerless experts who can roam the world, spreading the glory of the Divine Clan and restoring its supreme reputation.”
Xu Lian’s persuasion skills were not bad. The people in the paintings were somewhat swayed. Of course, it was also because they had been trapped, bored, and lonely for so long. Teaching a disciple would be quite entertaining.
The girl in the painting said, “We can’t just teach the cultivation methods of the Divine Clan. You’ll have to ask O. She’s the only one who can move freely in the world, effectively making her the clan leader. We need her permission”.
Xu Lian looked into the depths of the mist, knowing that O could hear him. “O?”
“Granted.”
The voice of the Goddess of Time came from the fog.
With her permission, the figures in the paintings became excited and began vying for disciples.
“I want the Glowing One to be my disciple!”
“I want him too!”…
Xu Lian chuckled. “You have good taste. I possess the laws of the divine realm, and my future accomplishments may not be inferior to O’s. But I’m not one of them. I have already made significant progress in my cultivation, and I don’t need your guidance.”
The figures in the pictures were a little disappointed, but they turned their attention to the others.
“I want that shy, timid young man to be my disciple!”
“I want him too!”
Soon, they noticed Lin Bufeng, which surprised Xu Lian. He had to admit that the people from the Divine Clan were indeed remarkable. They could see Lin Bufeng’s Heavenly Serpent bloodline even without his transformation.
At the same time, Xu Lian felt a headache coming on. This competition wasn’t going to work out. “I suggest we draw lots!”
The characters in the paintings had no choice but to agree.
So Xu Lian personally made a lottery box and a set of bamboo sticks, each corresponding to one of his companions.
After the lottery, Lin Bufeng was chosen by an old man in a painting. The old man grinned from ear to ear. “Excellent, excellent. The Heavenly Serpent bloodline is rare, even in ancient times.”
Lin Bufeng hesitated for a moment, but at Xu Lian’s urging, he knelt down and performed the formal bow to his new master.
Pei Zhaoxi was chosen by the girl in the painting.
The girl in the painting was nearly frantic. “Ah! You’re only at the skin refining stage! Your talent is too low. How can I teach you?”
Pei Zhaoxi, on the other hand, was overjoyed. She bowed happily to the girl in the painting. “Disciple Pei Zhaoxi pays respects to Master.”
The girl in the painting was on the verge of a breakdown.
In fact, the people in the paintings were all quite frustrated. Except for Xu Lian, Lin Bufeng, Huo Xin’er, Jiang Yunyan, and Jing Se, the others had such poor talents that they were practically no different from ordinary people.
Xu Lian smiled and comforted them. “Low talent only highlights the master’s skill. When they become famous in the future and the world learns that they were taught by the Divine Clan, who wouldn’t admire you?”
The people in the paintings found this reasoning reasonable and stopped complaining.
With so many people in the paintings and so few disciples, they had no choice but to have multiple teachers for each disciple.
The scene quickly turned chaotic.
“Lin Bufeng, from now on, forget your human form. Stay in your Green Bamboo Snake form at all times.”
“Xue Ningxiang, don’t slack off. With your mediocre talent, you must work twice as hard!”
“Qin Liu, if you dare to drop the boulder you’re carrying, you’ll be expelled! We won’t teach you anymore!”…
Except for Xu Lian and the pregnant women, everyone else was suffering from the harsh training. But none of them dared to give up. After all, the opportunity to be taught by the Divine Clan was too rare. This could be the moment that changed their fate.