Chapter 151: Overseas Rogue Cultivator, Ji Yuan!

When Ji Yuan heard this voice, his originally slightly hunched back immediately straightened up!

He even felt a surge of emotion that nearly brought him to tears.

There was no need to guess who had spoken—especially the two words “disciple,” which Ji Yuan wished he could record and watch repeatedly, over and over again.

It seemed Martial Aunt Yaoyue was reliable after all. He had succeeded in Foundation Establishment, and she had decided to accept him as a disciple even before seeing the spiritual wine.

Ji Yuan resolved that he would definitely brew good wine in the future to offer different tributes to his master every day.

Hearing this voice, it wasn’t only Ji Yuan who felt astonished and overwhelmed—even Real Person Xuan Shui was somewhat in disbelief.

That was until a cyan escape light streaked in from outside and landed behind Ji Yuan, transforming into the form of a tall woman."Greetings, Martial Aunt Wangyou."

Li Changhe was the first to bow, followed by the other duty disciples. Although most of them didn’t know who this stunning woman was,

it didn’t stop them from calling out “Martial Ancestor.”

Real Person Xuan Shui, after a brief moment of surprise, quickly composed himself. He looked at the female cultivator before him, slightly cupped his hands and smiled."What brings you here, Martial Sister Wangyou?"

"If I didn’t come, what were you planning to do with my disciple?"

Hua Yaoyue’s temper... ㄴ seemed not very good.

Real Person Xuan Shui revealed a helpless smile and said,"How could that be?"

But his eyes glanced at Ji Yuan, as if to say, “Since you’re the disciple of Real Person Hua Yaoyue, why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Then, with some curiosity, Real Person Xuan Shui asked,"May I ask when Martial Sister Wangyou took Ji Nephew as a disciple?"

Originally, Real Person Xuan Shui referred to Li Changhe as Nephew Changhe, and Ji Yuan as Martial Nephew Ji.

But now that he knew Ji Yuan had been taken as a disciple by Hua Yaoyue, he naturally became Ji Nephew.

To be accepted by Hua Yaoyue as a disciple—how could he not be exceptional?

He was simply too exceptional!

This time, Hua Yaoyue didn’t say anything like “Do I need to report to you, Sect Master Junior Brother, when I take in a disciple?”—such infuriating words.

She just looked down at Ji Yuan, her eyes full of satisfaction.

"Now."

"What?!"

Real Person Xuan Shui, who had just accepted the fact that Ji Yuan was Hua Yaoyue’s disciple, was once again stunned—just now?

What was going on?

As for the person involved, Ji Yuan, a sudden inspiration struck him. He immediately took a step back, turned around, and performed a grand bow toward Hua Yaoyue.

"Disciple Ji Yuan greets Master."

A man kneels for gold beneath his knees—now was the time to prove it.

Seeing this, Hua Yaoyue calmly accepted the bow.

But when she looked at Ji Yuan again, her gaze clearly carried a touch of closeness. She let out a soft"Mm"and said,"Rise."

"Yes."

After Ji Yuan stood up, he obediently stood behind Hua Yaoyue.

Now that his master was here, it was naturally proper for his master to face the Sect Master Martial Uncle. What kind of decorum would it be for him to stand in front?

Li Changhe also stepped back.

The two exchanged glances, and Ji Yuan could see both joy and surprise in Li Changhe’s eyes.

"You brat, not bad, huh? When did you secretly get in with Martial Aunt Wangyou and even become her disciple? Damn, I’m jealous!"

Li Changhe’s voice echoed in Ji Yuan’s mind.

Divine sense transmission.

A technique available only after Foundation Establishment.

At that thought, Ji Yuan also replied via transmission,"What do you mean by ‘secretly get in’? Old Li, your words lack propriety. This is clearly my dearest master—stop talking nonsense."

"Fine, fine. Before you established your foundation and got a master, you kept calling me Brother Li. Now that you’ve got your Foundation and your master, you’re calling me Old Li, huh?"

Though Li Changhe’s tone was sarcastic, his joy was obvious.

Indeed, though he was a direct descendant and the eldest son of the Li family,

barring any accidents, he would be the next head of the family.

But it was precisely because of this status that he had no true close friends—everyone either groveled before him or had ulterior motives.

Instead, Ji Yuan’s unguarded manner of speaking made him feel close.

Of course, the premise was that Ji Yuan had a good nature and had even saved his life. Otherwise, if it were someone else ————— then sorry, Old Li?

Li Changhe would let you know what it meant to be Young Master Li!

"That’s not true. Old Li, you misheard. I’ve always called you Brother Li."

Ji Yuan was in a great mood and even made a rare joke.

"Alright, Sect Master Junior Brother, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my disciple and leave."

"No problem, Martial Sister Wangyou, please go ahead."

Real Person Xuan Shui proactively stepped aside, making way.

Hua Yaoyue didn’t waste words, didn’t explain anything. She immediately turned into a streak of escape light and left with Ji Yuan.

By the time Ji Yuan reacted, he realized he had already left the room.

Behind him, Li Changhe’s loud shout still rang out,"Brother Ji, come visit my Li family when you have time!"

Ji Yuan left. Hua Yaoyue left too.

Real Person Xuan Shui stroked the beard on his chin, his gaze landing on Li Changhe. He muttered,"

Nephew Changhe, how about we chat somewhere else?"

He still wanted to learn more about Ji Yuan’s relationship with the Li family.

Coincidentally, Li Changhe also wanted to talk about how Ji Yuan got involved with Hua Yaoyue, so the two hit it off immediately.

They promptly left Four Directions Island.

Regardless, the news that two Golden Core Real Persons appeared simultaneously today would definitely spread across the entire Water Dragon Sect. It was also Ji Yuan’s first time experiencing the speed of a Golden Core escape light—by comparison,

spiritual artifact flying boats?

What even were those?

Four Directions Island was in the southwest of the Water Dragon Sect, while Hatchling Dragon Island was in the east. Normally, when Ji Yuan activated the Red Dawn Boat to travel from Hatchling Dragon Island to Four Directions Island, it took him half a day.

But now, Hua Yaoyue, riding the Golden Core escape light, had arrived in no more than a few moments.

Watching the silhouette of Hatchling Dragon Island disappear beneath him, Ji Yuan couldn’t help but think of his own courtyard and the words carved on the stone wall in the backyard.

When he next returned to pack up, he intended to leave some words on that stone wall too—perhaps leave behind something named Ji Yuan.

The escape light continued eastward, flying for about half a cup of tea’s time.

Before Ji Yuan could even react, he found himself passing through a formation and landing on an island.

Ji Yuan’s first impression of the island was—flowers. A sea of flowers covered the mountains and fields, all kinds imaginable. It was clearly autumn, and yet the flowers were still in full bloom.

As if completely unaffected by the seasons.

Or perhaps the formation here had altered the seasonal cycle.

"Ah, so it’s you, little junior brother."

Ji Yuan was still observing the island when a somewhat familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

He hurriedly turned his head and saw a beautiful female cultivator in a fiery red dress standing behind him. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and she was gazing at him with a flirtatious smirk while emphasizing her curves.

Wasn’t this the fierce Feng Zhi Tao, the one who had shared a room with him before?

What was she doing here?

Could it be...

A bold speculation surfaced in Ji Yuan’s mind.

"What, back on Hatchling Dragon Island you were calling me ‘senior sister’ so earnestly, and now that we meet again, you pretend not to know me?"

Feng Zhi Tao furrowed her brows, seemingly about to lash out again.

Ji Yuan quickly spoke up.

"Greetings, Senior Sister."

"I just didn’t expect to see you here at Master’s place—it surprised me. I momentarily forgot. Please forgive me, Senior Sister."

As he spoke, Ji Yuan bowed.

Only then did Feng Zhi Tao snort lightly and stroll past Ji Yuan. As she passed, she gave his arm a playful nudge with her shoulder.

"We share the same master—where else would you expect to see me if not here?"

"What?!"

Hearing this confirmation, Ji Yuan was genuinely shocked.

Sharing the same room once was one thing, but now to be disciples of the same master—what kind of fated coincidence was this?

Feng Zhi Tao seemed pleased with his reaction and immediately grinned as she said,

"So? Back then when you called me Senior Sister, wasn’t it spot on?"

"It really turned out to be prophetic."

Ji Yuan voiced his honest thoughts.

Back on Hatchling Dragon Island, by seniority, Ji Yuan should’ve called Feng Zhi Tao Martial Aunt. But she disliked how old that sounded,

so Ji Yuan had called her Senior Sister instead. Who would’ve thought—it had actually come true.

"Alright, you two, enough chatting. Ji Yuan, come over here."

The three of them were currently standing on a platform in the mountains. Ahead lay a small pavilion with a thatched roof, covered in blooming flowers. To reach it, they would have to walk along a path surrounded by blossoms.

This was Ji Yuan’s first time seeing such a beautiful place.

He followed behind Feng Zhi Tao into the pavilion.

As for Hua Yaoyue—she was already reclining lazily on a lounge chair.

"Tao’er, explain things to your little junior brother."

Hua Yaoyue didn’t even bother to sit up.

Feng Zhi Tao cheerfully complied, then sat by the tea table at the center of the pavilion. She patted the spot beside her,"Little Junior Brother, come sit. No need to be so reserved—here with Master, we’re all very casual."

"Yes."

Ji Yuan still glanced at Hua Yaoyue’s expression before daring to sit.

It was their first time spending time together, and he wasn’t yet familiar with his Master Yaoyue’s temperament. From the looks of it, she liked wine and was lazy.

Oh no, he should say—she liked forgetting worries and had a laid-back nature.

"Including you, Master has four disciples. You’re the Little Junior Brother, I’m your Third Senior Sister. There are two Senior Brothers above us. Second Senior Brother should be arriving shortly, and as for First Senior Brother, he’s currently in Shang Mountain—that’s where the Sword Ruins are, defending against the Demonic Sect’s invasion from the west."

"But Master has already sent a Messaging Talisman to him about taking a new disciple. He’s been out for several years now. Upon receiving the message, he should return."

Feng Zhi Tao rested her chin in her hands as she explained:

"As for me, your beautiful Third Senior Sister, I’m currently at the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Of course, everyone else thinks I’m in the mid stage. My island is called Fire Phoenix Island, so they call me the ‘Island Lord of Fire Phoenix Island’."

"Hm? What? Senior Sister is the Island Lord of Fire Phoenix Island?"

Hearing that, Ji Yuan was even more surprised.

"Well? Heard of your Third Senior Sister’s great name before, haven’t you?!"

Feng Zhi Tao put her hands on her hips and lifted her chin proudly.

Ji Yuan didn’t answer. Instead, he silently retrieved a token from his storage pouch.

A token from the Demon Trading Shop.

Whenever the Great Toad brought back spoils, Ji Yuan would sell them at the Demon Trading Shop.

He remembered very clearly—when he first visited that shop, the cultivator there had mentioned that it was owned by the Island Lord of Fire Phoenix Island.

At the time, Ji Yuan had wondered who that was. He never would’ve guessed it was this one right here.

But thinking again, it made sense. Back on Hatchling Dragon Island, Ji Yuan already knew Feng Zhi Tao practiced fire techniques. Given her surname was Feng, the title “Island Lord of Fire Phoenix Island” was perfectly fitting.

"Why do you have a token from my shop?"

Feng Zhi Tao picked up the token and examined it closely, her eyes widening.

Before Ji Yuan could reply,

Hua Yaoyue, lying to the side and watching the drama unfold, couldn’t help but laugh,"Seems like you two are quite fated. Why don’t I be the witness—you two can become Dao companions."

"Master, what nonsense are you saying?!"

Feng Zhi Tao’s face turned red, and she quickly turned away, puffing her cheeks in protest.

Ji Yuan immediately shifted the topic.

"What about Second Senior Brother then? What is Second Senior Brother’s title? I might’ve heard of him before, who knows?"

Before Feng Zhi Tao could reply, Ji Yuan heard a hearty laugh echoing from afar.

"The Heaven Pivot treads constellations and steers the star track, with a single thought it seals the abyss and calms the ocean tide."

"Naturally, I am titled ‘Island Lord of Heaven Pivot’."

Ji Yuan followed the voice and saw a man standing on the edge of a distant cliff, his back facing the pavilion. His black-and-white robe was fluttering wildly in the mountain wind.

This person—... what an overwhelmingly dramatic entrance!

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan couldn't help but think so.

It was only a moment later that the man turned his head. Without any discernible movement, he casually took a few steps and was suddenly in front of them.

Though his body had arrived, the space beneath each step he took was still marked with residual formation patterns.

Was he using formation techniques to fly?

Such formidable means!

Now up close, Ji Yuan could clearly see the face of the Island Lord of Heaven Pivot. He was very handsome—one could even say dashingly elegant.

With a warm smile on his face, he stepped into the pavilion, first cupping his hands slightly toward the reclining Hua Yaoyue.

"Disciple greets Master."

Then he nodded to Feng Zhi Tao.

"Greetings, Third Junior Sister."

Finally, his gaze landed on Ji Yuan, and his smile deepened.

"You must be the Little Junior Brother."

Ji Yuan quickly stood and bowed to him.

"Greetings, Second Senior Brother."

"Hmph, Second Senior Brother Yun Qianzai, always showing off like that."

Feng Zhi Tao turned her head away, seemingly quite upset.

Yun Qianzai was not angered in the slightest, as if he had heard similar complaints countless times before. He cheerfully continued speaking with Ji Yuan.

"Little Junior Brother has quite the aura. Are you interested in formations? I could teach you a thing or two about formations."

Hearing this, Feng Zhi Tao immediately turned back and said,

"Little Junior Brother is like me, a pill refiner. I even guided him when he advanced to a Second-Tier Alchemy Master!"

"Oh? So that’s how it is."

The light in Yun Qianzai’s eyes dimmed a little.

Ji Yuan looked to the left and right, then quickly added,

"Actually, I’m also very interested in formations and have dabbled a bit. I’ll be sure to consult Second Senior Brother in the future. Please don’t hold back your guidance."

"Are you serious, Little Junior Brother? Let me tell you, the path of formations is vast and profound. For those who don’t understand formations, we don’t even bother explaining—it would lower the prestige of our Formation Room—"

Yun Qianzai held one hand behind his back and gestured with the other, exuding the air of a master.

Just as he was about to engage in an impassioned (and boastful) lecture, the reclining Hua Yaoyue seemed to grow tired of it and interrupted,

"If you want to chat, take it to your Heaven Pivot Island. Don’t make a ruckus here."

"Yes, Master."

Only moments ago high-spirited, Yun Qianzai lowered his head obediently. His quick change in demeanor left Ji Yuan stunned.

This Second Senior Brother… had he been beaten by Master before?

Ji Yuan silently pondered, when suddenly Yun Qianzai’s voice echoed in his mind via Divine Sense Transmission.

"Little Junior Brother, you must come visit my Heaven Pivot Island when you’re free. We’ll exchange formation insights."

Ji Yuan figured the chance to upgrade his 【Formation Room】 would likely come through this Second Senior Brother, so he responded affirmatively via Divine Sense Transmission.

Hua Yaoyue looked toward Ji Yuan and said,

"From what I see, the technique you're cultivating should be the Li Family's 《Sword Manual》. It's a powerful technique. You just need to continue cultivating it."

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"Next, I’ll teach you a technique called 《Breath Concealment Art》. You must learn it well."

As soon as she said this, Feng Zhi Tao leaned close to Ji Yuan and introduced it excitedly.

"Little Junior Brother, you really have to master this technique. It’s a direct inheritance from our sect! And this 《Breath Concealment Art》 isn’t just any ordinary concealment technique."

Yun Qianzai chimed in with a smile.

"Cultivating this technique helps you hide an entire stage of cultivation. Most importantly, others won’t even notice. If one in the Foundation Establishment Stage uses this 《Breath Concealment Art》, even those at the Golden Core Stage wouldn’t see through it. Take your Third Senior Sister for instance—she appears to be at the mid-Foundation Establishment Stage, but she’s actually already at the late stage."

"As for your Second Senior Brother, me—"

Yun Qianzai clasped both hands behind his back and said calmly,

"I may look like I’m at the late Foundation Establishment Stage, but in truth, I’m merely at the Peak Foundation Establishment. I’m just one step away from the Golden Core Stage."

Ji Yuan: "？？？"

He whipped his head toward his master Hua Yaoyue. What kind of technique was this?

This was—————. seriously impressive?!

The key point was how the concealment effect worked. Even Golden Core cultivators couldn’t see through it if used during the Foundation Establishment Stage.

If he combined it with his Shapeshifting Talisman, wouldn’t that be perfect?

Right, he remembered hearing from the Island Lord of Iron Hammer Island that Master was at the mid-Golden Core Stage, yet she could kill cultivators of the same level. Now it seemed that Master was likely, like the First and Third Elders, already in the late-Golden Core Stage!

No, this technique was personally passed down by Master. Perhaps she had cultivated even further, hiding an even higher level of cultivation?

Peak Golden Core?

Or could it be… that legendary Nascent Soul mighty cultivator?!

For a moment, Ji Yuan had only one thought.

This sect—... is truly extraordinary!

He had chosen the right master. He had truly chosen the right master.

At the same time—

One of the islands outside Extreme Abyss Island was being shrouded in thick black smoke. Amid the smoke, heart-rending screams echoed endlessly.

It was only after nearly half a day that the black fog gradually dispersed.

A figure, exuding bloodthirsty energy, piloted a flying boat and burst out, hovering in mid-air.

The man’s upper body was bare and covered in blood marks. Looking down at the surviving mortals on the island, he sneered wickedly.

"You all better remember this."

"The one who raided this Broken Sky Island—was me!"

"Wandering cultivator from overseas—Ji Yuan!!!"

After finishing, he burst into loud laughter as he flew away. Everywhere he passed, thick black smoke surged, just like an evil demon from beyond the mortal realm.

Inside his mind, a voice only he could hear rang out.

"Good disciple, with all this blood energy, this trip back will be enough for you to reach Foundation Establishment."

Qiu Qianhai chuckled with a sinister "kekekeke" upon hearing that.

As for using the name Ji Yuan—Qiu Qianhai had already been doing that for a while.

He had ended up on this Extreme Abyss Island by a stroke of fate, but Ji Yuan had stayed behind in the Yunyu Marshlands forever just to save him—

Qiu Qianhai remembered—he and Ji Yuan had talked about it before. Ji Yuan had always yearned for the vast world outside.

Now that he had come here, but Ji Yuan couldn’t—wasn’t that all the more reason to let Ji Yuan’s name echo across the entire Extreme Abyss Island?

As long as the name spread—wasn’t that a kind of “having been here”?

He would tell him about it when he returned to pay respects. If there really was such a thing as spirits of the dead, Ji Yuan would probably be very pleased to hear it.

And after he left, on that Broken Sky Island, a young boy looked up at his departing figure and muttered,

"That’s no Ji Yuan. That’s clearly Ji the Demon."

Beside him, a middle-aged man quickly covered his mouth, fearful.

"Who told you to speak nonsense? If that Ji the Demon hears you, we’re all dead!"

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