Chapter 1437 - 863: Master and Disciple Reunited, Netherworld Palace Secret Realm (Part 3)
Chapter 1437: Chapter 863: Master and Disciple Reunited, Netherworld Palace Secret Realm (Part 3)
Ye Qingzhu raised her head, her teary eyes looking at her master, choked with emotion: "Master, you’re alright, that’s so wonderful... so wonderful..."
Mo Xuan Taoist took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and doubt in his heart, and reached out to help Ye Qingzhu up.
His gaze swept over the disciples, then looked at this cave mansion, finally landing on Lu Qing who stood not far away with his hands behind his back.
With just a glance, Mo Xuan Taoist’s pupils suddenly contracted.
The young man stood there, seemingly unremarkable, with not even a hint of spiritual power fluctuation.
But with his cultivation at the Primordial Spirit Realm, he could faintly feel that the young man’s presence seemed to merge with the entire world, every move subtly resonating with some profound Dao rhythm.
This feeling, he had only heard about from the legendary Great Powers of Unity Realm!
"Master, it was Mr. Lu who brought you here."
Ye Qingzhu wiped her tears and quickly explained: "Mr. Lu is a Great Power of Unity Realm, he just used the Inference Skill to find your whereabouts and then exerted divine skills to shift you from the cave mansion to here."
"Unity Realm... Great Power?"
Mo Xuan Taoist gasped.
Although he suspected this young man’s cultivation was unfathomable, hearing the words "Unity Realm" still shocked him.
Unity Realm!
That’s a realm many cultivators dream of but can never reach in their lifetime.
He had cultivated for nearly ten thousand years, yet he was only at the peak of the Three Tribulations of the Primordial Spirit, unable to even cross the Fourth Tribulation.
And the young man in front of him, looking so young, had actually reached that legendary realm?
Wait a minute.
Mo Xuan Taoist suddenly recalled a thing, it’s rumored that a Great Power of Unity Realm’s true form couldn’t enter the Great World, so this young man in front of him must be...
"Divine Thought Avatar." Mo Xuan Taoist carefully sensed, becoming even more shocked, "It truly is a Divine Thought Avatar!"
He could feel that although the young man’s presence blended with nature, it seemed to lack the realism of flesh and blood.
That was a characteristic noted in texts about a Divine Thought Avatar!
"Hmm?"
Lu Qing was somewhat surprised, that a Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator could even perceive the aura of his Divine Thought Avatar, this Taoist was interesting.
"Master, what exactly happened all these years?" Ye Qingzhu couldn’t help but ask, "How did you escape, how are your injuries, and why haven’t you come to find us?"
Mo Xuan Taoist snapped back, seeing the concern in his disciple’s eyes, a warm current surged in his heart.
He sighed softly and slowly said: "The events back then, it’s a long story..."
It turned out, after being heavily injured and fleeing back then, Mo Xuan Taoist didn’t escape far.
He knew that with the Sect Leader’s disposition, he would surely send people to hunt him down and if he fled too far, it would be easy to leave traces.
So he did the opposite, finding a hidden cave in a desolate mountain near the Qiankun Sect, setting up a Concealing Array, and hid inside.
They say the most dangerous place is the safest place.
The hunts sent by the Sect Leader searched for days, turning over thousands of miles around but precisely missed that desolate mountain right under their noses.
When the commotion passed, Mo Xuan Taoist quietly left, fled far away, and found a secluded valley with sparse spiritual energy to establish a cave mansion and seclude himself for healing.
But his injuries were too severe, not only was his physical body damaged but even his primordial spirit had cracks.
Such injuries might quickly recover if he had some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures or the help of a great person.
But he was alone and didn’t dare to show his face seeking help and could only rely on himself to slowly heal.
This seclusion lasted for decades.
Until today, his injuries have only recovered thirty to forty percent.
"All these years, I’ve been thinking about you all." Mo Xuan Taoist said to his disciples, eyes full of guilt, "But my injuries were too severe, I couldn’t even take care of myself, let alone save you from the Holy Alliance... I’m sorry to you all."
"Master, don’t say that!" Ye Qingzhu quickly responded, "If not for you risking your life to save us back then, we would have been executed by the Sect Leader already.
It was you who gave us a chance to live on, we are grateful and couldn’t possibly blame you."
"Yes, Uncle." Qin Zheng also nodded, "Taking care of yourself is the most important thing. We did suffer a bit in the Heavenly Prison, but luckily we held on until Mr. Lu returned and finally escaped, in a way, it was a blessing in disguise."
Mo Xuan Taoist hearing this, gazed once more at Lu Qing.
He took a deep breath and solemnly bowed deeply towards Lu Qing: "Thank you, Senior, for saving these disciples and reuniting me with them, your great kindness and virtue, I will never forget!"
Although he was much older than Lu Qing, in the cultivation world, the accomplished ones take precedence.
Lu Qing is a Great Power of Unity Realm, and he called him "Senior" willingly.
"It was a small effort, no need for formalities." Lu Qing smiled, "And because I regard Miss Ye and the others as my equals, there is no need for Senior to be formal."
Mo Xuan Taoist stood up, looking at his disciples, eyes full of relief.
These disciples, although they suffered, were alive.
And he could sense that all their cultivation levels had progressed, especially Qin Zheng, who seemed only a step away from the Primordial Spirit Realm.
It seemed the hardships over the years had instead been their sharpening stone.
"Master, by the way." Ye Qingzhu suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Since you are injured, why not stay here to recuperate? This cave mansion was gifted to us by Mr. Lu, it has abundant spiritual energy and is much better than the valley you were in."
Mo Xuan Taoist was slightly stunned, looking towards Lu Qing.
Lu Qing nodded: "I have already given this cave mansion to Qin Zheng and the others, you may dispose of it as you please."
Mo Xuan Taoist was silent for a moment before finally nodding: "In that case, I’ll shamelessly stay."
His injuries indeed needed a place with abundant spiritual energy for peaceful recuperation.
And being able to stay with his disciples was something he had yearned for all these years.
"That’s great!" Ye Qingzhu cried with joy and thanked Lu Qing again, "Thank you, Mr. Lu, for making this possible!"
Qin Zheng and the others also expressed their gratitude.
Lu Qing slightly nodded, saying nothing more.
He turned to Little Yan and Little Li, who were looking around curiously, and waved at them.
Little Yan understood the signal and walked over with Little Li and the others.
Seeing this, Ye Qingzhu and the others realized Lu Qing was leaving.
They quickly stood up to send him off, but Lu Qing’s figure was already fading away.
"Mr. Lu..." Ye Qingzhu wanted to say something, but when the words reached her lips, Lu Qing’s figure had already vanished completely.
Together with him disappeared Little Yan and Little Li, along with the White Flood Dragon and the Five Elements.
In the cave mansion, only the disciples of Qiankun Sect and the newly arrived Mo Xuan Taoist remained.
"This Senior Lu, truly is..." Mo Xuan Taoist gazed at the place where Lu Qing vanished, full of emotion, "a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail."
Ye Qingzhu nodded, softly speaking: "We will remember Mr. Lu’s kindness in our hearts."
There was a hint of loss in her eyes.
Likewise, Chu Xiaoqing beside her also looked forlorn.
Because they all knew that this farewell to Lu Qing, they might not have the chance to meet again.
Perhaps this farewell was a final farewell.
Lu Qing left the underground cave mansion with Little Yan and Little Li.
He used the Space Shifting Technique, taking just one step to cross several continents.
Before long, they reached a completely different world.
Here, the sky was gray and overcast, with no sun or moon, the air tinged with a cold, eerie feeling.
All around were endless black mountains, with some strange dark red vegetation growing upon them, from a distance resembling patches of congealed blood.
"Brother, where is this place?" Little Yan curiously surveyed the surroundings.
"Outside the entrance to the secret realm of the Netherworld Palace." Lu Qing said blandly.