Reincarnated as a Ginkgo Tree: I Create an Eternal Divine Kingdom - Chapter 163
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Misty Forbidden Zone.
This day was an epic milestone for the Misty Forbidden Zone.
The Mist Lord had officially named his four disciples:
First disciple: Su Yao,
Second disciple: Ruan Huian,
Third disciple: Jin Da,
Fourth disciple: Rahu.
Faithful Void.
This was a space that only those who possessed the “Heart of Faith” could perceive.
“Su Yao, are you willing to become my disciple?”
Suddenly, Su Mu’s voice, resonating like a divine decree, echoed.
The Taiwei Ocean.
Su Yao was following the Great Xia Navy, journeying across this vast ocean world. She sat quietly in a cabin, meditating.
At this moment…
“Su Yao, are you willing to become my disciple?”
The familiar voice reached Su Yao’s consciousness.
Su Yao paused, almost doubting her ears. “Lord Divine Tree, what did you say?”
“A great calamity is approaching. Entering my sect might bring you misfortune. You may have to face the disaster that brings the heavens crashing down,” the indifferent voice continued. “Think carefully, Su Yao. Are you willing to join my sect?”
“I am willing.” Su Yao, without the slightest hesitation, spoke with immense excitement, “Lord Divine Tree, even if it means descending into hell forever, I am willing to be your disciple.”
Within the Faithful Void, all of Su Mu’s followers felt their hearts momentarily tremble.
“Very well,” Su Mu’s voice expressed satisfaction, “From this day on, Su Yao, you are my first disciple.”
Su Yao’s body trembled, and she knelt down in the cabin, “Disciple Su Yao greets the Master.”
Then, Su Mu directed his thoughts toward Ruan Huian, “Ruan Huian, do you wish to join my sect?”
With Su Yao’s experience in mind, Ruan Huian immediately bowed without a second thought, “Master, I am willing.”
Next was Jin Da.
Jin Da, unable to contain himself, quickly replied, “I am willing, I am willing.”
Finally, it was Rahu’s turn.
“Monkey, you—” Su Mu had barely begun to speak when the impatient Rahu cut him off, “Master, this disciple is willing, willing!”
This brought a smile to Su Mu’s face.
“From this day, I formally accept four disciples under my tutelage,” Su Mu declared. “First disciple Su Yao, second disciple Ruan Huian, third disciple Jin Da, and fourth disciple Rahu.”
“Greetings, Master,” the four disciples bowed in unison.
“Remember, Su Yao holds a high position in the Great Xia Empire. Her identity must remain a secret for the time being,” Su Mu instructed. After speaking, his thoughts withdrew.
The initiation ceremony was simple, almost lacking any formal ritual. Yet, its significance was profound.
Su Mu now had eleven followers who possessed the “Heart of Faith.”
The earliest were Su Yao, Su Yan, Su Qianqian, and Su Luo; later came the three believers from Nanjing City, Bai Qianzhang, Ruan Huian, Jin Da, and Rahu.
These eleven individuals were undoubtedly the core of Su Mu’s followers. Even the three ordinary cultivators from Nanjing City had access to the core information of the Misty Forbidden Zone through the Faithful Void.
Su Mu placed no restrictions on them. To attain the “Heart of Faith” required an intense, unwavering faith in him. These people were all willing to give their lives for Su Mu.
The remaining seven were filled with admiration, though not envy, when Su Yao and the other three were accepted as disciples. They understood that the four had contributed greatly to the Misty Forbidden Zone.
First disciple Su Yao remained in the Great Xia Empire, occupying a high-ranking position and monitoring the empire on behalf of the Misty Forbidden Zone. Thanks to her, the Misty Forbidden Zone had often been able to preemptively thwart Great Xia’s moves.
Second disciple Ruan Huian governed the Sect of the Other Shore in the Southern Desolation, acting on behalf of the Mist Lord.
Third disciple Jin Da led the Misty Army’s avian corps and was also responsible for intelligence gathering and dissemination.
Fourth disciple Rahu, recently accomplished a great feat during the battle on the Kunlun Plateau and was currently the most powerful combatant among the Misty commanders.
Thus, these four disciples were appointed, and the rest had no complaints.
“Senior Sister!”
“Second Senior Sister!”
“Third Senior Brother!”
“Fourth Senior Brother!”
The four disciples exchanged greetings.
“I have encountered some matters; we’ll talk later,” Su Yao suddenly said with a changed expression.
The Taiwei Ocean.
Inside the cabin.
Knock, knock, knock!
A knocking sounded from outside the door, “Commander Su, the battle on Wutong Island has begun. If we remain on the ship, we might not make it in time. Master Liang suggests we lead the elites to Wutong Island first.”
“I understand,” Su Yao replied.
She opened the door to see a young woman standing outside. The woman was her subordinate in the Heaven and Earth Pavilion, named He Liangyue. Her gaze was filled with reverence for Su Yao.
“Let’s depart,” Su Yao ordered.
Her decisive and heroic demeanor made He Liangyue’s eyes sparkle with admiration.
Fifteen minutes later, Su Yao and the elite disciples of the Great Xia arrived at Wutong Island.
Boom!
The sky above Wutong Island was engulfed in fiery clouds. Intense, hot gales swept in all directions.
A sound, like a bird’s cry or a flute, suddenly echoed through the heavens.
Rolling flames pressed down from the sky, as if the entire sky was ablaze.
When they looked up, they could see a colossal figure amidst the raging flames.
“Humans, you are all doomed!”
The voice, filled with anger and authority, resounded.
The elite forces of Great Xia, including Su Yao, instinctively paused.
They gazed ahead, feeling a tremendous shock.
In the center of Wutong Island, tens of thousands of human cultivators had gathered. These cultivators came from countries all over the world.
On the opposite side of the human warriors, amidst the vast flames, stood a giant, multicolored bird.
A Phoenix!
Without a doubt, this was the Phoenix of Wutong Island.
Even the elite warriors of Great Xia, well-versed in knowledge, couldn’t help but be taken aback at this sight.
Su Yao held her breath.
She had seen a Flood Dragon before. Above the Flood Dragon, there existed the True Dragon.
However, she had never seen a True Dragon.
And the Phoenix was a mythical lifeform that stood equal to the True Dragon.
She hadn’t expected to encounter such a being today.
“Phoenix blood is a precious elixir, especially the blood shed during combat, which has even greater potency,” said Pavilion Master Liang. “Weapons imbued with Phoenix blood gain enhanced power. For humans, contact with Phoenix blood can improve one’s innate bone structure. Battling with a Phoenix, if you survive, is a grand opportunity.”
“Pavilion Master Zhu, Elder Fang, I must rely on you for this battle,” he added, addressing two men behind him. One was Zhu Huang, the Master of the Divine Machine Pavilion, while the other was unfamiliar to Su Yao.
Before the mighty figures of Great Xia could make a move, a young man stepped forward from the ranks of the Western Desolation’s Arcane Order.
This young man was Isuria, the Holy Son of the Arcane Order.
Swish!
Countless gazes focused on Isuria.
The people of Great Xia might not be familiar with Isuria, but in the Western Desolation, he was a renowned genius.
At only forty years old, he had already reached the Divine Transformation stage.
Unless something unexpected occurred, he was certain to be the next Pope of the Arcane Order.
“Phoenix, you must have mistaken the era,” Isuria coldly declared. “This is the era of humans. No matter how glorious your past, those like you who belong to an old age will find nothing but death when challenging our race.”
Grasping a heavy golden sword, he swung it with force.
Multiple layers of golden sword shadows bore down like a mountain.
The Phoenix, preoccupied with other human warriors, couldn’t evade Isuria’s strike.
Slash!
Several feathers were severed, and a few drops of blood fell.
This further enraged the Phoenix, which unleashed even more terrifying flames. However, Isuria and the other human warriors jointly resisted the flames.