Chapter 1237: Desiring to Accept Disciples

The Celestial Venerable from the Dao race arrived. His body was gaunt, and his eyes gleamed like golden lamps; he was terrifyingly unfathomable. Since his arrival, even the Divine Kings felt their soul-light tremble, as if their bodies were being pressed by an immortal sword, on the verge of being pierced.

Old Sixth, the Mi'er Macaque, quickly stepped forward to greet him. He grabbed him and pulled him along, saying, "Let's go, let's drink. If you want a Great Saint as your great-grandson-in-law, I'll definitely help."

The old Daoist was incredibly powerful. With a slight movement of his body, the void twisted, then tore apart, forming a black domain that clashed with the entire great world.

The very ground trembled. The surrounding Divine Kings felt as if doomsday was approaching; they were trembling with fear, almost collapsing to their knees.

Not to mention everyone else. Their minds went blank, their bodies weakened, and they couldn't stand. It wasn't until the Celestial Venerable disappeared that many Saints and Divine Talents realized they had collapsed to the ground, looking quite disheveled.

"Please excuse me, I'm going into seclusion!" Chu Feng vanished in a flash. In truth, he wanted to escape and prepare for a quiet departure.

However, a flash of light and shadow appeared in the darkness, revealing an old man with white hair and beard, none other than Celestial Venerable Yushang. His body was frail, and in his old age, he was alone and helpless, with no successor to date.

Back then, when the Nine-Orifice Stone Embryo emerged in Dongsheng Shenzhou, he was targeted by schemes. Although Yuzhou was nearby, he ultimately failed to compete with others, and the Sky Embryo was taken by someone else.

Later, the Stone Embryo changed masters several times. It finally fell into the hands of the Yongzhou lineage, becoming the grand-disciple of the Yongzhou Overlord.

Now, seeing Chu Feng, Yushang felt a connection. He always felt that this young man was to his liking, and he greatly wished to take him as a disciple. He truly didn't have many years left to live.

"Young friend, please come this way. Your cave dwelling is here in the camp; you can cultivate in peace." As a Celestial Venerable, Yushang personally welcomed Chu Feng and arranged for him to stay in a cave dwelling within the camp. Inside, mountains were enshrouded in white mist, auspicious mists billowed from their peaks, spiritual springs gushed, and the spiritual essence of heaven and earth was incredibly rich, making it suitable for secluded cultivation.

His enthusiasm truly left Chu Feng with no choice but to enter.

"These three talismans were personally refined by me; they can keep you safe," Yushang said, personally handing Chu Feng three old and yellowed talismans.

On them were fresh red bloodstains, outlining complex patterns. They contained terrifying energy, but it was all contained, not leaking out.

Only someone with exceptionally strong soul-light like Chu Feng could sense it. These three talismans were terrifying; they made one's heart tremble and could probably destroy Divine Kings!

"Senior, these are..."

"These are three talismans I made when my blood hadn't yet decayed; they can protect your safety." Yushang was truly ancient; his voice was low, and his eyes were somewhat cloudy.

This was his normal state. Only during battle could he barely gather the last essence, qi, and spirit from his decaying blood, allowing him a brief, flickering resurgence.

Chu Feng was deeply moved. These were top-tier talismans made with a Celestial Venerable's blood. Setting aside the value of the talismans themselves, the personal favor alone was immense.

It was imaginable that Yushang, in his current state, could no longer refine such talismans.

"Senior, you need these yourself!" Chu Feng declined, finding the gift too valuable.

Yushang shook his head, saying, "What use do I have for them? I am an old, frail body; my physique is decaying, and my life is nearing its end. No one will trouble me anymore; even if they don't kill me, I don't have many years left to live."

Then, a hint of sadness appeared on his face as he said, "Seeing you reminds me of a child from back then. He was only sixteen, yet he became a Great Saint, a prodigy of immense talent, but he was ultimately murdered."

He was deeply saddened; that child was the last and only descendant of his youngest son remaining in the world. He was also his very last descendant, but he was envied by his enemies and directly poisoned to death.

That young man was a Great Saint!

One must know that such an achievement was rare throughout history; it was difficult for even one to appear in tens of thousands of years!

Today, Yushang felt particularly moved, and after seeing Cao De's performance today, his heart was filled with sorrow.

"Senior, do you not have other successors or descendants?" Chu Feng asked.

"No, they are all dead," the old man said sadly.

He was a Celestial Venerable, and in the current Yang Realm where Great Powers were dying and unable to emerge, he roamed the world with few rivals.

Yet, in the end, his relatives and disciples all died, murdered by others. And he was powerless to avenge them, unable to change that tragic outcome.

"Ah?" Chu Feng was very surprised. As a Celestial Venerable, he was so desolate.

Yushang had clearly entered his twilight years and would not live much longer. Yet, he had no relatives or descendants by his side, not even a single disciple. It was truly sorrowful and pathetic.

"My eldest son was once the fifth among all deities in the world, but he... died in a secret realm. Was it an accident? I couldn't deduce it. He... was completely annihilated, leaving no trace."

Yushang sat down tremblingly, his eyes filled with unwillingness and endless sorrow.

At that moment, he no longer seemed like a Celestial Venerable, but merely an old man in his twilight years, eager to unburden himself.

"My daughter, the third among Divine Kings, a recognized prodigy among them. However, while searching for the strongest Divine King-level pollen, she accidentally fell into a forbidden zone and never reappeared. I went to the scene and found some traces, indicating someone had blocked her way back."

As he spoke, Yushang seemed less and less like a Celestial Venerable, and more like a solitary, elderly man. Tears welled up in his cloudy old eyes.

He knew clearly that it was no accident; someone had murdered his daughter.

Every time he thought of his daughter's adorable and clingy appearance as a child, his heart would break. And the heroic, unyielding spirit she displayed as an adult brought him comfort. But now, his heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.

"I also had a youngest son. Although he wasn't ranked, I believe he was one of the strongest among the Divine Kings. He also died mysteriously."

Someone enticed his youngest son to cultivate the Seven Deaths Body technique. However, it was an incomplete scripture, and he ultimately perished, body and soul.

Before his youngest son's death, he left behind a sole descendant. The old man carefully nurtured this grandchild, and they relied on each other for survival. But after that child became a Great Saint, another accident occurred, and his lineage completely ended.

As for disciples, he had also taken a few, but they too died one after another.

At this moment, Yushang's old eyes were dim and watery, his mood low, and he looked somewhat pitiful.

These were likely events from tens of thousands of years ago. Yet, the memories in his heart remained so clear and profound, as if they happened just yesterday.

Chu Feng felt a connection and was saddened for him.

While sympathizing with the old man, he also had a question: It was clear that someone was targeting Yushang's lineage, and it was extremely malicious!

At the same time, he was also surprised, because Yushang's descendants, those bloodlines, were all extraordinary, ranking surprisingly high among evolutionary practitioners of the same level.

Did this family have a significant background?

"After all those events, I dared not take on any more disciples. But today, seeing you being targeted, with many ill-intentioned old fellows appearing to stifle talent, I couldn't help myself!"

Yushang's gaze was piercing, and he finally sighed. "But after thinking about it, I still have to give up that idea. I feel that even after hundreds of thousands or millions of years, some people still won't give up. If I take a disciple, misfortune will surely befall them too."

Yushang felt that he didn't have many years left to live. So, let everything end with his death.

But he told Chu Feng that if he needed anything, he could approach him, and that he would protect him as much as possible within the camp, ensuring no harm came to him.

"Thank you, Senior!" Chu Feng bowed deeply.

At the same time, his heart was unsettled. The old man's youngest son died while cultivating the Seven Deaths Body technique, having obtained an incomplete scripture. Could it be the work of the Martial Lunatic lineage?

Only the strongest members of the Martial Lunatic lineage could cultivate such a supreme secret manual.

He shook his head again. Since the old man himself didn't mention that past event, it was difficult for him to guess who the mastermind was. Currently, it seemed the old man didn't wish to say more.

With a flash of light, Yushang vanished.

In a desolate place, Yushang sighed inwardly. To whom should that item be given later? Cao De's physique is indeed heaven-defying, but will it harm him? I myself am a cautionary tale!

Chu Feng calmed his mind and began his seclusion shortly after. He was very relaxed; with such a Celestial Venerable protecting him, he fully immersed himself in understanding his own insights.

This time, his gains were immense; he had received too many opportunities from the Dao Integration Grand Meeting.

He had broken through from Golden Body to Sub-Saint. And not long ago, he underwent tribulation, then ascended to the Saint rank, and he was a Great Saint!

He needed to cultivate in seclusion, to comprehend, and to solidify his cultivation foundation. This would consolidate his rapidly advancing cultivation, making his Dao Fruit heavy and increasingly flawless.

Time flowed, and in a flash, fifty-odd days passed. Chu Feng opened his eyes and couldn't help but sigh. His cultivation speed was too fast, leaving even him a little uncertain.

He had already reached the late stage of the Saint Realm!

He knew he was approaching a bottleneck. From ancient times until now, it was almost impossible to advance further without using pollen; there was no path ahead.

What he needed to do now was to refine his Great Saint Dao Fruit. He would undergo hellish extreme compression and tempering to become the strongest physique, and then wildly use pollen for evolution!

Chu Feng observed that the laws within his Lesser Nether Dao Fruit were interwoven and much stronger than before. Only this kind of Divine King core could be considered truly powerful; it was countless times stronger than his previous Divine King Dao Fruit!

A single Dao Integration Grass from a small secret realm had brought about so many changes.

And this battlefield still held hundreds of small secret realms; how could Chu Feng not be tempted?

Originally, he had wanted to simply run away. But now he was wavering, especially with Celestial Venerable Yushang protecting him; he really wanted to stay for a while longer and explore the secret realms.

Chu Feng emerged from seclusion. He felt he would soon be able to use the three seeds. The time wouldn't be far off when he would achieve super-evolution and shock the Yang Realm!

"Monkey, where are you? Come out and have a drink. Xiao Yao, I'm your aunt's husband, why don't you come out?"

Chu Feng entered the Golden Body encampment, looking for his sworn brothers.

After a group of Golden Body level evolutionaries saw him, they all looked at him as if he were a celestial being, their eyes burning with intense enthusiasm, and they all stepped forward to ingratiate themselves.

"Great Saint Cao, have you emerged from seclusion? I'll go call Mi Tian for you!"

"Great Saint Cao, you came from our ranks; please come back and visit often in the future!"

The area became noisy, and he was surrounded by a dense crowd.

Recently, from the Divine King encampment down to the Golden Body encampment, Cao De's name was being spread everywhere. He was truly renowned across this battlefield.

Even people from the Southern Zhanzhou and Western Hezhou factions had heard about him and were all inquiring.

After all, the emergence of a Great Saint was truly rare!