After Being Expelled from the Sect, My Beautiful Master Begged Me for Forgiveness - Chapter 51:

Chapter 51: When the Dust Settles, Light Shall Emerge, Illuminating Thousands of Mountains and Rivers!

Mu Yun Immortal Palace was the cultivation ground of Immortal Mu Yun, shrouded in immortal radiance all year round. The seven ancient towers surrounding it were extraordinary, treasures that Immortal Mu Yun had discovered in an ancient ruin deep within the East Sea. They were all low-grade Dao artifacts with unfathomable power.

To uphold the righteous path, Immortal Mu Yun had bestowed the seven towers upon seven righteous experts, each responsible for alchemy, artifact refinement, talisman crafting, treasure storage, beast taming, scripture preservation, and secret preservation.

These seven tower masters were all immensely powerful, united as one, and their disciples were the most loyal followers of Immortal Mu Yun.

Thus, whoever could become the sole heir of Immortal Mu Yun would inherit not only Mu Yun Immortal Palace but also command the seven towers in the future.

Such an immense temptation—who could resist?

The Central State was vast and boundless. Besides the most powerful Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates, there were countless other forces, dynasties, and kingdoms, almost all of whom had sent their prodigies to participate in the Disciple Selection Conference.

It was said that this Disciple Selection Conference would not only select the true heir of Immortal Mu Yun but also a few outer sect disciples and disciples for the seven towers.

Those who coveted this opportunity were as numerous as the fish in the river!

On a giant black bird with silver eyes, an old man sat cross-legged, bringing a young boy toward the Mu Yun Mountain Range. Finally, they landed on a small hill about 100 kilometers from the seven towers.

The young boy curiously asked, “Master, why don’t we go to the seven towers? I heard there’s been a bustling market there for several days!”

The old man smiled bitterly and said, “Huzi, that market requires an entry fee of one top-grade spirit stone… I can’t afford it! As rogue cultivators, our path is truly tough!”

Huzi scratched his head awkwardly, “We’re really poor! Then, Master, could you tell me about the Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates? You always say they are the true righteous sects with deep and unfathomable foundations, but I still don’t understand.”

Hearing this, the old man’s expression turned solemn, and he carefully explained.

“The Nine Sects are: Feather Transformation Dao Sect, Scarlet Flame Dao Sect, Great Brahma Heart Sect, Boundless Dao Sect, Grand Righteous Sword Sect, Nine Sigil Sound Sect, Earth Mystic Sect, Void Sword Sect, and Heavenly Hammer Artifact Sect.”

“The Thirteen Gates are: Red Leaf Sect, Azure Cloud Sect, Three Pure Sect, Melodic Sound Sect, Heavenly Talisman Sect, Golden Peak Sect, Ethereal Sect, Liyang Sect, Nine Cauldron Sect, Five Thunder Sect, Sacred Heart Sect, Heavenly Maiden Sect.”

“The Nine Sects are stronger than the Thirteen Gates, all surpassing a thousand years in history. It’s said that within each sect’s forbidden areas, there is a Tribulation-Transcending Realm powerhouse who is usually in seclusion, seeking to transcend the tribulation and ascend to immortality. They only emerge if their sect faces destruction.”

“Even some of the ancient Dao Immortals roaming the Desolate Heaven Domain mostly come from the Nine Sects!”

Huzi was deeply shaken and asked, “Then… which sect among the Nine Sects is the strongest?”

“That’s hard to say. But… the person most likely to obtain Immortal Mu Yun’s inheritance this time is definitely the new Holy Son of the Grand Righteous Sword Sect, Ji Wushuang!” the old man said firmly, his eyes filled with envy.

He had cultivated for sixty years and only reached the 3rd stage Foundation Establishment Realm. In this lifetime, he had no hope of forming a Golden Core, with a lifespan of only 150 years.

But Ji Wushuang, at just over 30 years old, had already condensed a 9th Grade Golden Core and was said to have obtained immortal fortune, with a future of possible ascension.

Damn it! Both were cultivators, yet the difference was like heaven and earth. The heavens were truly unfair!

Huzi asked suspiciously, “Master, they say this Disciple Selection Conference is open to all prodigies under 60 years old in Central State… You used to tell me about someone named Chen Xuan who was incredible, who almost wiped out the entire younger generation of the Demonic Path. Is he not as good as Ji Wushuang?”

“Chen Xuan?” the old man’s gaze drifted, a trace of regret flashing in his eyes.

He slowly said, “Chen Xuan self-destructed his unparalleled 9th Grade Golden Core and has fallen into disgrace. He probably won’t even dare to attend this conference!”

…

Inside Mu Yun Immortal Palace.

Shadow knelt respectfully on the ground, reporting what he had seen at the Grand Righteous Sword Sect.

Immortal Mu Yun smiled cheerfully, “I am becoming more satisfied with this Chen Xuan. He suits my taste perfectly!”

At the side, a little girl snorted unhappily. She looked about five or six years old, adorable like a porcelain doll, with two high ponytails tied with red ribbons, yet her eyes held an air of arrogance.

Immortal Mu Yun’s eyes flashed, “What’s wrong? Yu girl, you seem very displeased?”

The little girl retorted, “Immortal Mu Yun, the fiancé you found for me, Yu Meiren, is entangled with a vixen. They’re like a dog and a chain. Do you expect me to praise him?”

“It’s still not too late to break the engagement. But Yu girl, your Eternal Youth Divine Skill has serious issues. If you don’t drink some True Dragon Blood soon, you’ll turn into a little girl in open-crotch pants…”

“Today, the Heavenly Maiden Sect is down to a few stray cats. If you, the former Supreme Elder, don’t pull yourself together, your sect’s heritage will truly be cut off!”

Immortal Mu Yun chuckled as he pinched Yu Meiren’s chubby cheeks.

“Hmph!” Yu Meiren stomped her feet angrily, looking adorably fierce.

Immortal Mu Yun casually slid his finger through the void, releasing dazzling immortal light that formed illusory characters, finally merging into a poem.

With a sudden wave of his hand, “Go!”

These immortal light characters instantly disappeared into the void without a trace.

“Tomorrow, the disciple and master shall formally meet. Today, I will send the little guy a small gift to ease his heart,” Immortal Mu Yun muttered to himself in a good mood.

…

In an area near the seven towers shrouded by a great array, the Grand Righteous Sword Sect had set up camp.

Chen Xuan casually found a quiet corner, holding a bottle of fine wine, drinking leisurely.

As the sun set and the moon rose, tomorrow would be the day the Disciple Selection Conference officially began!

In the distance, Zhao Caiyue sneakily approached, lowering her voice, “Chen Xuan, after tomorrow’s Disciple Selection Conference, you will surely lose the bet! Surviving at Jade Maiden Peak will be tough! There’s a good opportunity now; it depends if you can seize it!”

Chen Xuan treated her as a barking dog and ignored her.

Zhao Caiyue mistakenly thought he was hesitating. She leaned in closer and said, “If you give the Crimson Blood Loyal Heart Token to Senior Sister, you can rely on me at Jade Maiden Peak in the future!”

“You have no great beauty, lack talent, and your looks can’t compare to even one percent of my Bai Bingyan. I have no interest in relying on you…” Chen Xuan replied indifferently.

“This…” Zhao Caiyue was speechless, fuming with anger.

She had planned to deceive him into handing over the Crimson Blood Loyal Heart Token to curry favor with Junior Disciple, but she didn’t expect to be seen through by Chen Xuan instead.

Frustrated, Zhao Caiyue mocked, “Chen Xuan, prepare to face your miserable fate! After losing the bet tomorrow, you will become a worthless nobody!”

“Just wait! You’ll be demoted to a menial worker at Jade Maiden Peak! I’ll make sure the other menials give you the wonderful task of collecting slop and cleaning toilets!”

“Fine, I’ll wait for that day,” Chen Xuan replied with a smile, always looking at her as if she were an idiot.

“Chen Xuan, you’re utterly finished! You’re as dumb as can be…” Zhao Caiyue yelled angrily as she turned to leave.

Chen Xuan sneered and continued drinking leisurely.

At that moment.

“Buzz…”

Suddenly, streams of faint golden light entered Chen Xuan’s body, dazzling brilliantly in his Purple Mansion!

These golden lights were filled with immortal charm, a power that seemed to nourish the soul.

“What is this?”

Chen Xuan was stunned, then overwhelmed by a storm of emotions!

His expression changed from confusion to shock, then to ecstatic joy…

Inside his Purple Mansion, the dazzling immortal light formed into a carefree poem.

[To My Disciple]

[You are a shining pearl, long locked away by mundane dust.]

[When the dust settles, light shall emerge, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers.]

Signed—Immortal Mu Yun!