A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Wanqi Immortal Emperor

In the Central Region of the Upper Realm, there stood a great mountain engulfed entirely in flames. Ordinary people could never enter, and even cultivators below the Great Emperor level would be instantly burned to ashes by the immortal fire within. This was exactly Jun Xiaoyao’s destination.

Looking at the towering mountain ahead, Wu Zhen’e’s expression turned extremely grave; he naturally sensed the extraordinary nature of this mountain.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao faced away from Wu Zhen’e and slowly said, “This place is where the fellow Daoist I recommended to you is secluded. Because of some events long ago, he has remained in seclusion ever since and has not come out. So when you speak to him, be careful with your tone.”

“I understand, Master,” Wu Zhen’e nodded in acknowledgment. Then, under Jun Xiaoyao’s guidance, he entered the mountain before them. As they stepped inside, the terrifying heat caused a subtle change in Wu Zhen’e’s expression.

Though he had no formal cultivation in forging, he knew that the most crucial element in forging was the flames. Only flames strong enough could create powerful weapons. Without matching flames, even an Immortal Emperor couldn’t forge Immortal Emperor-grade weapons.

Judging by Wu Zhen’e’s estimation, the flames here were probably potent enough to forge Imperial Weapons. Indeed, all one needed was to bring minerals of a sufficient grade into this place to directly forge Imperial Weapons.

However, the area was extremely perilous. Even a Great Emperor entering would be consumed by the terrifying flames in less than a quarter of an hour. For cultivators above the Mortal World Immortal rank, Imperial Weapons weren’t particularly useful, so ordinary Mortal World Immortals rarely ventured into this mountain.

Moreover, according to his Master’s words, this senior was secluded here, so no careless cultivators would dare disturb his quiet meditation.

Soon, led by Jun Xiaoyao, the two of them reached the mountain’s peak. There, atop the summit, stood a very dilapidated thatched cottage. Although a simple thatched hut, it was astonishingly unaffected by the ferocious flames surrounding it.

Upon arriving outside the cottage, Jun Xiaoyao bowed politely toward it and spoke in a very courteous tone: “Fellow Daoist Wanqi, please come out for a chat.”

As soon as Jun Xiaoyao’s words fell, the next moment an old man with an extremely unkempt appearance and flushed face stepped out. As he emerged, he didn’t forget to gulp down a mouthful of wine.

The fierce aroma of alcohol was carried over to Wu Zhen’e’s side. Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand to disperse the pungent scent.

Wu Zhen’e also felt the terrifying strength of this wine aroma. Just a whiff might intoxicate him for three hundred years. After all, for the Immortal Emperor Wanqi before him to appear so drunk from this immortal wine, it was no ordinary brew.

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t help but comment.

“Fellow Daoist Wanqi, please sober up. I have a matter to entrust to you.”

“*Hic* So it’s Fellow Daoist Xiaoyao. I wonder what brings you here?”

The Wanqi Immortal Emperor before them let out a burp, squinting his eyes as he carefully examined Jun Xiaoyao. It took him a long moment before he finally recognized who he was—yet the wine gourd in his hand did not stop moving. After speaking, he took another long sip of the immortal wine.

Jun Xiaoyao sighed softly and spoke slowly.

“Fellow Daoist Wanqi, Tianyou is no more. As its Master, you need to pull yourself together.”

Hearing this, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor unusually fell silent. After a long pause, he said softly, “I understand.”

Still, he didn’t stop drinking. Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao decided it was unwise to press further and instead stepped forward to push Wu Zhen’e out.

“Alright, let’s get to the point. I’ve come to ask you for a favor. My disciple wishes to study forging, so I intend to ask you to guide him in this art.”

Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor’s expression finally turned serious for once. He put away his wine gourd and looked at Wu Zhen’e standing beside Jun Xiaoyao. After appraising him briefly, he glanced back at Jun Xiaoyao and murmured to himself:

“The one you’ve accepted as your disciple… could it be that he’s from your Five Elements Holy Land?”

“Yes, exactly,” Jun Xiaoyao nodded without denying it. Since they were old acquaintances, he naturally knew Wanqi Immortal Emperor wouldn’t reveal this matter to anyone else.

At this, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor’s features shifted repeatedly, as if lost in thought. After quite some time, he sighed and spoke with some reluctance in his voice.

“Xiaoyao, you should know, I haven’t forged in a very long time. My skills have probably become rusty. If I teach recklessly, things might just backfire.”

“No matter. I believe in your strength. After all, you were once the top forger in the Upper Realm. If even you can’t teach him, then no one else can.”

Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze toward Wanqi Immortal Emperor was full of trust. He knew how illustrious Wanqi Immortal Emperor had once been, and also knew that if not for what had happened back then, Wanqi would likely be the only Immortal Ninth-Rank forger in the entire Upper Realm.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor fell silent again. His expression grew very complicated, lost in some unknown thoughts. After a long while, he sighed once more and said:

“Boy, what’s your name?”

At this, Jun Xiaoyao knew the matter was settled and quickly nudged Wu Zhen’e forward.

“What’s your name? Speak up quickly.”

“Greetings, Master. Just call me Wu Zhen’e.”

Without hesitation, Wu Zhen’e cupped his hands in respect.

Upon hearing Wu Zhen’e’s words, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor was momentarily taken aback. After a long pause, he smiled faintly and said, “You’re an interesting kid. In that case, I will take you as my disciple. But I won’t teach you for too long—one hundred years. How much you learn depends entirely on your own ability.”

“Yes, Master!”

Wu Zhen’e’s eyes brightened with excitement as he nodded in response.

Seeing the Wanqi Immortal Emperor accept Wu Zhen’e as his disciple, Jun Xiaoyao finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Wanqi Immortal Emperor hadn’t agreed, there was no way Jun Xiaoyao could have forced him to take Wu Zhen’e.

After all, the two were old acquaintances, and Wanqi Immortal Emperor was already at the Late Stage Immortal Emperor level. Without deploying the Five Elements Bell, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn’t dare to claim he could rival him.

Most importantly, the Five Elements Bell itself could no longer be controlled by Jun Xiaoyao—it had already recognized Wu Zhen’e as its master.

After Wanqi Immortal Emperor took Wu Zhen’e as his disciple, Jun Xiaoyao prepared to leave. Turning to Wanqi Immortal Emperor, he said, “Wanqi, I’m entrusting my disciple to you then. I’ll come back to take him after one hundred years.”

“Hm, leave him with me. We’ll meet again in a hundred years.”

Wanqi Immortal Emperor waved his hand, signaling the end of their meeting.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he pulled Wu Zhen’e aside and began giving him some instructions.