A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 286

Chapter 286: Wanqi Sect

“Master, what are you doing?”

As Jun Xiaoyao led him to the other side, a trace of confusion flickered across Wu Zhen’e’s face. He was curious why Master had something to say that couldn’t be spoken in front of Senior Wanqi.

Jun Xiaoyao didn’t speak right away. Instead, he set up several sealing formations to ensure the Wanqi Immortal Emperor couldn’t hear them. Only then did he turn to Wu Zhen’e with a serious expression and say,

“I want you to help Fellow Daoist Wanqi regain his vigor while you study under him, and to rebuild the Wanqi Sect.”

“The Wanqi Sect?”

Wu Zhen’e was stunned by Jun Xiaoyao’s words. It was as if something had stirred in his mind, and his expression shifted.

“Master, are you talking about the Wanqi Sect that was once extremely famous throughout the entire Upper Realm many years ago?”

“Yes, exactly. Fellow Daoist Wanqi was the Sect Master of the Wanqi Sect. But after that incident, he lost all spirit, chose to disband the disciples of the Wanqi Sect, and let the sect become a thing of the past.”

Toward the end of his explanation, Jun Xiaoyao’s expression was filled with melancholy.

Hearing this, Wu Zhen’e couldn’t suppress his curiosity and asked,

“What exactly happened? How could it cause Senior Wanqi to lose all hope?”

After all, Senior Wanqi was a Late Stage Immortal Emperor. What kind of event could have such an impact on a cultivator at that level? Wu Zhen’e was very curious.

Jun Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment after hearing Wu Zhen’e’s question, but soon waved his hand and said,

“It’s not something very important, and it’s not exactly a secret. Let me tell you. For forging masters, their weapons grow with them from the moment they become forging masters.”

“The same went for Fellow Daoist Wanqi. However, he developed an extraordinary bond with his Life-bound Immortal Artifact, becoming dao companions. Then, when he was trying to reach the Ninth-Grade Forging Master level, his Life-bound Immortal Artifact failed to survive the Tribulation Crossing—it was struck down by the Thunder Tribulation and died instantly.”

“Fellow Daoist Wanqi was overwhelmed with guilt, believing it was his fault. He thought that if he hadn’t insisted on his path, his dao companion wouldn’t have been killed by the Thunder Tribulation. That’s why he lost all spirit and disbanded the Wanqi Sect.”

By the time Jun Xiaoyao finished explaining, his face was filled with complex emotions. The Upper Realm was vast and full of wonders; it was not uncommon for cultivators to become dao companions with their life-bound weapons, but few carried such a heavy expression as the Wanqi Immortal Emperor did.

As for why the Wanqi Immortal Emperor had become so dispirited, Jun Xiaoyao naturally knew some of the reason. Without that Life-bound Immortal Artifact, he might never have embarked on the path of cultivation.

It could even be said that it was precisely because of that Life-bound Immortal Artifact that the Wanqi Immortal Emperor existed as he is today. With its demise, how could the Wanqi Immortal Emperor not feel deeply pained?

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhen’e fell silently into thought. He had never experienced romantic feelings, so naturally he didn’t fully understand this type of emotion. Still, in his heart, he felt a wave of sympathy for the Wanqi Immortal Emperor.

After a long pause, he nodded heavily.

“I understand, Master.”

Having finished all this, Jun Xiaoyao then led Wu Zhen’e back to the Wanqi Immortal Emperor.

“Fellow Daoist Wanqi, I entrust you with my only disciple. Don’t mess him up for me.”

“Get lost. Just leave already, I got it.”

The Wanqi Immortal Emperor shot a glare at Jun Xiaoyao, who could only accept it and then left the Wanqi Immortal Emperor’s dojo.

It was only after Jun Xiaoyao’s departure that the Wanqi Immortal Emperor turned to Wu Zhen’e, his eyes deep and serious as he slowly said,

“You’ve got some extraordinary qualities, kid.”

The Wanqi Immortal Emperor’s gaze made Wu Zhen’e shiver. It felt as if in front of the Wanqi Immortal Emperor, he had nowhere to hide.

Fortunately, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor didn’t take the conversation too far. The next second, he tossed a classic text and a storage ring to Wu Zhen’e.

“This is some of my understanding on forging, along with some forging materials. Take a look first, then try working with them yourself. If you don’t understand something, come ask me.”

After yawning, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor returned to his thatched cottage.

Wu Zhen’e stared at the classic text and storage ring in his hands and immediately began flipping through the book. As he read, his knowledge about forging rapidly expanded.

Meanwhile, after entering his thatched cottage, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor’s expression grew exceedingly grave.

“This kid is remarkable. He actually has five Immortal Artifacts of such high grades. Interesting… Perhaps his motivation to study forging is only to improve the grades of the Immortal Artifacts within him?”

From the moment he saw Wu Zhen’e, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor sensed the presence of Immortal Artifacts on him—five in total, all of exceptional grade.

To some powerful forging masters, sensing the presence of Immortal Artifacts was already a feat. For the Wanqi Immortal Emperor, who was only one step away from ascending to the Ninth-Rank Immortal Forging Master, it was even more evident.

However, despite knowing Wu Zhen’e carried five extremely high-grade Immortal Artifacts, the Wanqi Immortal Emperor’s heart remained unmoved. At present, nothing could spark his interest in anything.

Although Immortal Emperors possess the power to reverse time, they cannot save those who have died under the Thunder Tribulation. This is because Great Luo Golden Immortals are immortal and indestructible, not bound by the flow of time. Once they die, there is no way to bring them back.

“I suppose I’d better just stay here honestly,” Wanqi Immortal Emperor sighed, then took another sip of Immortal Wine.

Meanwhile, Wu Hao suddenly appeared atop Immortal Flame Mountain. Seeing the scene before him, he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

“At my current Forging Realm, forging a Divine Artifact isn’t really a problem. But I can’t personally teach forging knowledge to every single member of the Wu Family. If that’s the case, why not bring the Wanqi Immortal Emperor into the Wu Family as a Forging Guest Elder?”

After seeing Wanqi Immortal Emperor, Wu Hao had the idea of recruiting him as an Elder in the Wu Family. After all, Wanqi was an Eighth-Grade Forging Master Immortal—more than qualified to serve as the family’s Forging Guest Elder.

The only issue was Wanqi Immortal Emperor’s present condition. It seemed difficult to persuade him to take that role.

“But there’s nothing in this world that I, Wu Hao, can’t accomplish. Wanqi Immortal Emperor’s greatest concern is probably his fallen life-bound weapon Dao Companion. If I can save his life-bound Immortal Artifact Dao Companion, then it should make his becoming a Guest Elder in the Wu Family a smooth matter,” Wu Hao thought to himself.

Though the conversation between Jun Xiaoyao and Wu Zhen’e had been sealed with prohibitive arrays, to Wu Hao—who was at the peak of True God cultivation—those restrictions were practically meaningless, merely symbolic.

However, Wu Hao’s current cultivation was still insufficient to achieve this. At minimum, he needed strength rivaling the Heavenly Dao itself.

From what Wu Hao knew, Great Luo Golden Immortals and those stronger who had fallen weren’t truly dead, but rather, their essence had returned to Heaven and Earth. In other words, if one’s power is strong enough, they can separate fallen beings from the very fabric of Heaven and Earth.

But clearly, this defies the Heavenly Dao, so one must have power comparable to Heaven and Earth itself.

Based on Wu Hao’s intelligence, the Heavenly Dao of the Upper Realm holds cultivation at least at the pinnacle of Heavenly Gods—not something the current Wu Hao could casually provoke without revealing his trump cards.