“Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect?!”
Lu Luo was struck as if by lightning, staring in shock at the little girl in front of her, who looked underage.
The Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the strongest expert in Zhao Kingdom, was so elusive that no one ever saw him, and the only person in the entire Heavenly Demon Sect who had ever met the Old Ancestor was the sect master himself!
She had never imagined that the Old Ancestor was actually the innocent-looking little girl in front of her?!
Ye Bufan’s eye twitched.
Then he cupped his hands and bowed, saying, “I have long heard of the Nascent Soul mighty expert of the Heavenly Demon Sect and have admired him for a long time. Being able to join his school is my great fortune.”
“This disciple Ye Bufan greets Master!”
He did it cleanly and without even asking a question.
In front of a Nascent Soul big shot.
He had to back down when it was time to back down.
If he had acted like the brainless protagonists in storybooks and stubbornly said, “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river,” she would probably have made him “cremate and ascend” on the spot within three seconds.
“Chuckle, chuckle, interesting, truly interesting.”
The little girl in the white dress froze for a moment, then laughed, and in the end she laughed until she bent over, her chest trembling slightly, which was rather eye-catching.
A description popped into Ye Bufan’s mind: baby-faced and busty.
“Since you have acknowledged me as your Master, I can’t treat you unfairly either. This is a pseudo-artifact… the Binding Immortal Rope. Anyone below Core Formation who is bound by it cannot break free.”
The little girl in the white dress tossed a blue rope to Ye Bufan.
He was startled and quickly caught it. “Thank you, Master!”
She gave him such a valuable treasure the moment they met, and one had to say that she was truly lavish.
“Don’t be happy too early… crouch down.”
The little girl in the white dress walked up to Ye Bufan and looked up at him. She seemed to feel offended, so she said with a stern little face.
Only after Ye Bufan crouched down to level with her did she look satisfied.
Then she put on a lord-like air and lifted Ye Bufan’s chin with her little hand. “Break through to Core Formation within thirty years for me. As your Master, I only have you as a disciple, so don’t embarrass me.”
“Core Formation within thirty years?”
Lu Luo’s mouth fell open when she heard that.
Even Chu Zixue and Shangguan Qingyao, who had supreme-grade spiritual roots, would find it extremely difficult to break through to Core Formation.
The Heavenly Demon Sect had over a thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators, but only a few dozen Core Formation cultivators, which showed how difficult it was.
Most people could only stop at Foundation Establishment in their entire lives.
Although Ye Bufan was supreme-grade Foundation Establishment, his spiritual root was too poor; even reaching Core Formation in a hundred years would be remarkable, and thirty years was almost impossible.
“Yes!”
Ye Bufan agreed immediately without even thinking.
He did not know the purpose of the Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect taking him in as a disciple, so it was better to go along with her for now.
Besides.
He suspected that this Nascent Soul mighty expert had already seen that he was not supreme-grade Foundation Establishment.
If it were Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment!
“Then let’s go. From now on, you will still cultivate at Demonic Sword Peak, and as for resources and such, you will have to fight for them yourself.”
“The Heavenly Demon Sect believes in the weak are prey to the strong; if you die at the hands of your peers, I won’t care.”
The little girl in the white dress tossed Ye Bufan a token, then put her hands behind her back and walked toward the direction of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
“As for cultivation techniques, go find them yourself in the Scripture Repository.”
After leaving those words behind, she vanished in the blink of an eye as if she had teleported.
“It looks like I can’t leave the Heavenly Demon Sect for the time being. What exactly is this Old Ancestor’s purpose in taking me as a disciple?”
Ye Bufan looked at the silver token and rubbed his temples.
The token was ancient and had the character “demon” engraved on it.
Ordinary Heavenly Demon Sect disciple tokens were either blue or black.
Silver was reserved only for the Old Ancestor’s disciple!
“Congratulations, Master, on becoming the Old Ancestor’s first disciple!”
Lu Luo said happily.
The Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect had suppressed Zhao Kingdom for eight hundred years and had never taken a disciple, so the prestige was far too great; it could even be said that Ye Bufan was now the Heavenly Demon Sect number-one rich young master.
In terms of status, only saint candidates and saintesses could compare.
He had even completely surpassed Chu Zixue and Shangguan Qingyao.
As for her, this servant’s status naturally rose along with it.
“Did you not hear? This one won’t care whether I live or die.”
Ye Bufan shook his head and did not feel the arrogance or joy of having soared to the heavens in one step.
A disciple of the Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect would enjoy benefits far beyond those of ordinary disciples, but he would also face enormous risks.
He would become the focus of everyone’s attention, a stepping stone trampled by heaven’s favored sons, and the righteous path’s top assassination target.
Nothing could make someone famous faster than stepping on the head of a disciple of the Old Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Sect.
“Forget it. Since I can’t leave, I’ll just develop steadily within the Heavenly Demon Sect.”
Ye Bufan comforted himself.
Then he turned around and walked toward the Heavenly Demon Sect.
Along the way, he kept planning out his future path.
“Although my identity is a bit conspicuous, the problem shouldn’t be too big.”
With the advantage of Beast-Transformation Art, Ye Bufan could make a few aliases.
He would use Zhang San when going out.
He would use Li Si when killing people.
He would use Wang Wu when plundering resources.
Even if something happened.
What did it have to do with Ye Bufan?
After figuring it out, he felt much more relaxed, and his steps even became noticeably lighter.
…
On the other side.
Chu Zixue and Shangguan Qingyao’s pretty faces were full of frost, and faint anxiety lingered between their brows.
In front of them, the mountains for dozens of li had been plowed over as if by a harrow, leaving them pockmarked and riddled with holes.
The tall forest had also been chopped to pieces.
“Senior Sister, it has been two hours, and we still haven’t found any trace of Ye Bufan.”
A group of Foundation Establishment disciples returned tremblingly. Too afraid to get too close to those female killing gods, they reported from afar.
During the search, they had mostly figured out what had happened.
They were greatly shocked that the number-one beauty of the Heavenly Demon Sect had actually taken a hundred-year-old man as a cultivation cauldron.
The goddess filter had completely shattered.
Even more shocking was that the old man was actually the supreme-grade Foundation Establishment that the six peaks had been closely watching!
“Search again! I don’t believe they can escape right under my nose!”
Shangguan Qingyao said coldly.
Her voice was filled with unwillingness.
Chu Zixue’s pretty face was even colder, clearly showing that she also had no intention of giving up.
“Senior Sister, they probably used some extraordinary method to get away. Searching again is meaningless.”
A Foundation Establishment level five disciple said with a hardened heart.
“I said, search again!”
Shangguan Qingyao released a burst of pressure that made the disciple tremble all over, with cold sweat pouring down.
The other disciples did not dare say anything more, and they all scattered again to increase the search effort.
Just then, several figures flew over on magic treasures.
Their expressions were uncertain and suspicious, clearly having learned the whole story.
At the head of them was an old man with a head full of white hair, deep eyes, and an aura as unfathomable as an abyss.
It was the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Shangguan Su.
And by his side was the peak master of Demonic Sword Peak, Master Demonic Sword.
Along with the peak masters of the other five peaks.
The arrival of these absolute upper echelons instantly silenced the area.
“Zixue, was that supreme-grade Foundation Establishment really the cultivation cauldron you captured?”
Master Demonic Sword asked with tightly furrowed brows.
When he first heard the disciple’s report, he simply could not believe his ears.
Having lived for several hundred years, he had never heard of anyone with a low-grade spiritual root who could forge supreme-grade Foundation Establishment.
“Father.”
Chu Zixue hurried forward and said in a seductive and pleasant voice, “The jade pendant you gave me glowed, so it should have been him, and in these past two days he was the only one on Demonic Sword Peak who reached Foundation Establishment.”
Thinking of that, she felt somewhat regretful.
She should have come out of seclusion earlier.
Now that the upper echelons were paying attention, even if she really found him, she would no longer be able to use him as a cultivation cauldron.
“Truly strange. From ancient times to the present, those who could achieve supreme-grade Foundation Establishment were all either high-grade spiritual roots or supreme-grade spiritual roots. How could a low-grade yang spiritual root possibly do that?”
The Blood Peak master, dressed in a blood-red robe, frowned.
Whether it was Foundation Establishment or Core Formation, it had a lot to do with cultivation techniques and resources.
But to achieve a high quality, aptitude and opportunity were the most important of all.
“For such a person, I truly want to see him for myself.”
The Holy Demon Peak master stroked his goatee, his eyes flashing with a dark light, clearly showing great interest in that cultivation cauldron.
“That cultivation cauldron cultivated Blood Spirit Art.”
Master Demonic Sword suddenly said.
That stunned the several peak masters.
“Cultivating such a life-shortening technique would leave one badly damaged even if he didn’t die… You don’t mean to say that supreme-grade Foundation Establishment has something to do with that art, do you?”
The Blood Peak master said with a twitching eyelid.
Blood Peak’s main technique was “Heavenly Demon Blood God Art,” so he knew blood-path techniques very well.
Blood Spirit Art was something his disciples all deeply dreaded.
They avoided it like the plague.
Blood Spirit Art came from ancient times, and it was no longer possible to trace which great demon had created it; perhaps there was something in it we did not know.
The Grand Elder, who had never spoken, had deep eyes as he slowly said that.
Within the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Grand Elder’s strength ranked just below the sect master. Once he said that, even the previously certain Blood Peak master began to waver.
Could it really be related to Blood Spirit Art?
“No matter what, find that cultivation cauldron first; I am very interested in his blood right now!”
The Blood Peak master chuckled, revealing a strange expression.
He released his spiritual sense, covering a hundred li radius, and began searching inch by inch.
That cultivation cauldron could evade Foundation Establishment-level detection.
He could not possibly evade the spiritual sense scan of a dignified Core Formation great completion cultivator.
“Huh?”