Otherworldly Evil Monarch

“So that was the case!” Cao Guo Feng came to a sudden realisation. No one could imagine the fixation people their level and age have towards having their own direct line of descendants. So when Zhan Mu Bai mentioned it, he also instantly understood.

But precisely because he had understood, he felt even more troubled.

If he helped this favor, he would go against his ancestral teachings. If he didn’t help, he would greatly offend Zhan Mu Bai. After this descendant passed, he would have made himself a strong enemy without any reason! He may not be afraid, but it would still be a big problem!

What should I do? No matter what choice I pick, it will still be wrong!

There was benefit to situating themselves in public. Zhan Mu Bai did not lower his voice when he was talking and simply laid everything out in the open. Everyone present heard it. This left Cao Guo Feng with no way to retreat.

Jun Mo Xie and the Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master who had coincidentally overheard this conversation also naturally understood. The two exchanged looks, mutually taking delight in Zhan Mu Bai’s misfortune. Who knew this powerful Saint Emperor Zhan Mu Bai was going to face the crisis of not having any more descendants soon…

“The Warm Yang Xuan Skill that our sect passes down is definitely the best for basic cultivation for countering Xuan Yin Death meridian…” Cao Guo Feng said with great difficulty. “But that is still on the basis accumulated work and the process of dispelling will take a long time, making progress with each bit of the Xuan Yin Death meridian before being dispelled. Only then can it be converted to personal Xuan Qi through the secret incantations. As to completely converting all the meridians of the body from Xuan Yin to Warm Yang… It will take about thirty years at the very least, and it will be an extremely long process where both Master and disciple will need to fork out large amount of efforts…

“Due to the peculiar nature of our sect’s Xuan Skills, we have only passed our skills down to a single disciple between generations. For hundreds of years till now, I have never accepted any disciples because I was choosing one to inherit my skills. If it was before Brother Zhan had brought up this matter like this today, I may accept it no matter how difficult it is, but…

Cao Guo Feng laughed bitterly without a choice. “Let’s not even talk about our ancestral teachings. I accidentally discovered someone who has another type of peculiar physique that is the dream disciple of all Xuan cultivators… Free and Natural Physique! And this person is right before me… I cannot help but feel tempted…”

“Free and Natural Physique? Is it really Free and Natural Physique? Who is it? Where?” Not only Zhan Mu Bai paid attention, but all the other Saint Emperor experts couldn’t hold back their curiosity and asked. A look of extreme shock upon their faces. Some of them even had a fervent look in their eyes.

You couldn’t blame them for overreacting. This so-called ‘Free and Natural Physique’ was truly too rare!

It made a natural prodigy for cultivating. Be it their soul, bone structure, muscles, or meridians, they were all in a natural state of being ‘free and natural’, completely untainted!

And a natural genius like this was too hard to come by.

Because no matter what sort of physique this person had innately, the moment they were born, they’d be in this sort of unique state, but over a couple of days, because of food intake and breathing, they will be tainted. This was a fact that no one could escape from.

But these Xuan Cultivating Sects could not gather and wait outside every delivery room of woman giving birth. Besides, even if they watch over hundred thousands of women giving birth, they may not necessarily be able to meet a child that was of a free and natural physique…

So this had always been a legend. In the ten thousands of years of Xuan Xuan Continent, it seemed like only one had appeared before! This was mentioned in the Nine Nether First Young Master’s personal letter that had been passed down, hence there was no doubt. And thus it became a legend that was passed down…

If a baby possessing the free and natural physique were really to appear before these Saint Emperor experts right now, they’d probably all be exchanging blows to snatch the rights to him!

The Nine Nether First Young Master’s letter had clearly stated, as long as it was nurtured according to unique methods, after he had grown, he would be able to level up to a Saint within fifty years!

A fifty year old Saint! This was a godly miracle!

Vestige that belonged to the Gods!

And this sort of achievement was only the beginning. This person had absolutely no limits in his future. As long as this wonder was given enough space to grow, his achievements would be unprecedented!

This was a big affair that brought pride and glory to the ancestors! The number one expert in the whole of history! Whoever who took in a disciple like this would be the master of the number one expert!

When that time came, how could a Saint Emperor compare?

No one doubted this vague legend that had no proof. Because the Nine Nether First Young Master had admitted in his letter. He himself was a cultivator with a free and natural physique!

What sort of achievements did the Nine Nether First Young Master have? He was the unrivalled peak throughout history, the founding ancestor of Xuan Skills, all the Xuan cultivator of Xuan Xuan Continent! The absolute existence that all Xuan cultivators from past till now admired!

Everyone’s breathing got heavy. They all looked intensely at Cao Guo Feng. It looked like if Cao Guo Feng did not spill it, everyone would attack him already…

Cao Guo Feng let out a bitter smile, a look of genuine regret on his face. He was careless and accidentally let it slip. He felt the urge to knock himself to death… With great difficulty, he said, “Everyone here has their own close disciples; there’s no need to fight with me over him. Besides, I am still unable to confirm. It is just a hunch…”

“A hunch? Who is it? Whose child is it?” Zhan Mu Bai’s face was extremely red as he breathed heavily. Perhaps others would be embarrassed to fight for it, but for him, all his disciples were surnamed Zhan, so naturally he counted them as his own descendants. Passing of skills within the family didn’t count as snatching a disciple…

If he had a disciple who was a prodigy with a free and natural physique, having that supreme glory… Something like this could have Zhan Mu Bai fainting from merely imagining it for a while! If he could really have this glory, then so what if he really had no descendants!

“Seemingly far away, actually close at hand. This person with the free and natural physique… is him!” Cao Guo Feng was left without a choice under the eyes that looked like they were about to devour him. He understood that if he didn’t spill it, he would offend all seven people. And they would keep tight surveillance on him, so his wishes would also be unable to be accomplished. Left without any other choice, he pointed his finger.

Everyone looked in the direction of his hand, their sights landing on an extremely surprised face! Under the scrutiny of everyone, that face instantly crumbled and looked troubled!

Cao Guo Feng had pointed at… Young Master Jun!

The Nine Nether Fourteenth Young Master jerked, suddenly breaking out in loud laughter, spitting his tea all over the stupefied Jun Mo Xie. Jun Mo Xie had the urge beat this maniacal jerk to death. I am wearing a mask! What is up with you spitting all over me? If my real appearance is exposed cause of this, then aren’t I doomed for good?

He hurriedly carefully dried himself. This really frightened him… Even if the mask did not fall off, it would be game over even if I accidentally wrinkle the skin when drying off…

Fortunately, this did not happen, although the current situation was a little ‘dramatic’…

But luck would never follow one person for too long, and a even more dramatic scene occurred!

The next instance, eight men instantly stretched their hands over. Young Master Jun had yet to have any reaction, and his entire body was captured by those Saint Emperors and placed on the table, carefully scrutinized.

Observing Young Master Jun’s body with a fervent and intense look in their eyes! Thank goodness there were clothes covering him, or if not, what would it become?!

Cao Guo Feng was extremely happy and surprised! He had never imagined that randomly coming to meet Zhan Mu Bai, just by randomly joining someone’s conversation to change the topic, he had discovered a treasure! It was simply too lucky!

The two who were conversing, that youth in white, was of the legendary free and and natural physique!

Cao Guo Feng had barely believed his eyes earlier, but after carefully taking a few looks, he finally confirmed. It really is! Oh my God, it’s real…

Cao Guo Feng at this moment was barely away from having a stroke! Heavens! Earth! Which fairy deity did such a good thing? To let such a wonder appear right before my eyes!

Thank goodness I refused to accept any disciples all these years, otherwise… I can only pass down to one person from each generation! Pei, so what if I had accepted a disciple, I can just chase the one I accepted earlier out and accept this one before me. Even if there is great price to pay, it’ll be worth it…

So since he had found out this super prodigy, Cao Guo Feng’s brain was clearly not enough for use anymore. His speech barely matched the conversation, only focusing on how could he secretly bring him back without anyone suspecting. There were numerous despicable people who were easily jealous in this world… Even if it were himself, seeing someone else take in a disciple like this, he’d probably be extremely jealous…

But because his thoughts were wandering, he finally let it slip!

Cao Guo Feng did not give any consideration when Zhan Mu Bai brought up the physique of his descendant. He was just trying to reject it, but because of a moment of folly, he accidentally let the words ‘free and natural physique’ slipped…

At that instant, Cao Guo Feng had the urge to kill himself!

I… what did I say just now… I accidentally let that secret out… I… I deserve to die…

How great would it be if I had secretly accepted this disciple, bringing him back to nurture him? The Misty Illusory Manor has no relations with the mundane world, and there is so much room for growing in there! And by the time I die of old age, this disciple would more or less be invincible already…