In total, he accepted three disciples, but not one of them was truly valued by Zhou Heng.
Little Foodie was persistent; Hu Yin was casually taken on, forming a reluctant master-student relationship. As for Lu Tong, it was because of Lin Yuhua’s dying wish—this was his karma in this world.
In terms of aptitude, only Little Foodie could be considered outstanding, but in terms of perception, perhaps all three disciples were quite diocre.
Zhou Heng sighed; diocrity is still diocrity, yet it might not be a misfortune.
Ordinary people were completely unaware of the threat of the Demon Sea, while the experts lived with unrest in their hearts over these decades; because once each Demon Sea prototype fully forms, it would an the end for all living beings!
If death cannot be avoided, then it would be better to live carefree in the last monts before death.
Teach casually then!
Zhou Heng settled in at the Nujiang Sect, and because of that previous battle, although only a few people were left in the Nujiang Sect, its prestige beca unparalleled. All surrounding sects voluntarily ca to worship, acknowledging the Nujiang Sect as the supre leader and offering tributes annually.
With such montum, countless people ca to the Nujiang Sect to seek apprenticeship every day, and even experts of the Milky Way Realm ca to join the sect, not minding any small position.
Zhou Heng ditated under a withered great locust tree. This locust tree was said to have a history of over ten thousand years but was struck dead by heavenly lightning decades ago, witnessing the rise and fall of the Nujiang Sect.
Every day, Lu Tong would co here to seek advice, and Zhou Heng did not forbid others from listening in. Each ti, experts of the Milky Way Realm would gain sudden insights.
As his reputation spread, more and more experts ca in admiration. Initially, it was only martial artists of the Milky Way Realm, but gradually, experts from farther away in the Cot Realm arrived. But once they heard Zhou Heng preach, no one wished to leave; they respectfully sat cross-legged around Zhou Heng, paying respects as juniors.
As Zhou Heng’s disciple, Lu Tong naturally shared in this respect, even though he was still in the Stellar Realm. Even the Cot Emperors treated him politely, calling him Brother Lu, which was already an honor.
Only Wu Xiui was very displeased. That old man took everything and didn’t acknowledge it, and now he’s acting as a preaching expert—truly shaless!
Ti flew by, and Zhou Heng’s prestige grew higher and higher. Everyone respected him greatly, no longer calling his na, but referring to him as "Great Master," the one bestowed by heaven to teach as the master of all under heaven.
A stone statue of Zhou Heng was erected beneath the Nujiang Sect’s mountain, towering thirty thousand feet high, piercing the clouds.
Every day, newcors to the Martial Path would co to pay homage. Over ti, the statue gained spirituality, even shimring with a light, akin to a divine miracle!
Five years later, the withered old locust tree sprouted anew, experiencing a second spring. These accumulated miracles heightened Zhou Heng’s fa, with the na "Great Master" known throughout the land. Every day, countless people set out from all corners of the world to make a pilgrimage to the Nujiang Sect.
Yet Zhou Heng was growing older and older, as if his cultivation level had entirely disappeared; not only was his hair completely gray, but even his treasure body was covered with wrinkles, frail and bloodless, resembling a skeleton.
Everyone speculated that the Great Master had lived for millions of years, long reaching the brink of life’s end, which is why he stopped on their planet to pass through the final phase of his life, nearing his ti to pass away!
Another three years later, Zhou Heng no longer had the slightest breath circulating; even when Lu Tong ca for guidance, there was no response. The old locust tree withered once more, as if dying along with Zhou Heng.
The Great Master has passed!
News spread, and the entire planet plunged into boundless grief. Though not everyone had heard Zhou Heng preach the Great Way, many aspirants continued spreading his teachings, and everyone under heaven held him in reverence.
Lu Tong and Wu Xiui refused to believe that Zhou Heng had truly died, visiting every day to see him.
In the blink of an eye, another five years passed.
In the starry sky, a star ship traversed through space, inside which sat three individuals with powerful auras.
"Third Senior Brother, it’s been so many years, and there are fewer and fewer people. Although our task has been reduced to just providing one billion living beings a year, the closer star domains have all turned into dead stars. We have to travel so far, this task is getting harder and harder to complete!" a middle-aged man in purple robes said.
"How dare you complain about the task directly instructed by our master?" said a green-clad man coldly.
"How dare I complain; I’m just stating the facts! What do you think our master wants with so many living beings?" The man in purple appeared curious.
"How our master thinks isn’t for you to speculate!" the green-clad man said, a bit annoyed.
"Stop quarreling! Stop quarreling!" the blue-clad man intervened to diate, "This planet has at least tens of billions of living beings, enough for us to complete several years’ worth of tasks!"
"First, let’s find out which sect is the most powerful on this planet. Once we’ve subjugated them, it will save us a lot of effort!"
The three manipulated the star ship to land, quickly descending to the ground. After casually inquiring with soone, they all revealed cold smiles.
Great Master?
Such audacity; not even a Saint would dare call themselves Great Master! Acting as a teacher entrusted by heaven? Who can represent the will of heaven and earth?
"Let’s head to the Nujiang Sect!"
The three were incomparably strong and, with just a few strides, arrived at the gates of the Nujiang Sect. Seeing the towering stone statue that rose into the clouds, the purple-clad middle-aged man snorted coldly and struck it with a hand!
Boom!
The stone statue instantly turned into powder, dispersing between heaven and earth.
"What kind of Great Master, co out for !" he shouted loudly, his voice booming, shaking the entire sky.
"How dare you insult the Great Master, such disrespect!"
"Let’s fight him!"
"No one can insult the Great Master!"
Under the mountain gate of the Nujiang Sect, countless people made pilgrimages here every day. Seeing the middle-aged man in purple clothes smash the statue with one palm, even though they knew the gap in strength was too vast, they were fearless.
"Hahaha, damn Great Master, even Saints don’t dare to call themselves Great Masters. An old man who ca out of nowhere dares to be so arrogant, isn’t he afraid of heaven’s punishnt?" The middle-aged man in purple clothes sneered coldly, releasing the aura of the Seven Caves level. Everyone shivered, prostrating on the ground, unable to move even a finger!
"May I ask, sirs, why do you wish to see my master?" At this mont, Lu Tong walked down from the mountain. After years of honing, although he had just reached the Star Sovereign, his every gesture exuded a grand aura.
"Even a re Star Sovereign dares to speak in front of ?" The middle-aged man in purple said coldly, "Kneel down already!"
"I only kneel to heaven and earth, to my parents, and to my ntor!" Lu Tong responded neither humble nor arrogant, "My master is in seclusion, if you have any matters, I will handle them!"
"Hahahaha, a re Star Sovereign dares to boast so!" The middle-aged man in purple laughed out loud, "Don’t say I bully you, but your master dares to call himself Great Master, truly ignorant of the imnsity of heaven and earth, I must teach you a lesson!"
"The strongest in the world are the Saints, and the three of us are disciples of the Golden Sun Saint!"
Disciples of a Saint!
Upon hearing these words, everyone was shocked!
With the ergence of the New Four Saints, the na of Saints spread throughout the entire Starry Sky once again, symbolizing invincibility, executors of the will of heaven!
How did they draw the attention of disciples of a Saint?
"Boy, I’ll capture you first, then let your master co out to see !" The middle-aged man in purple reached out to grab Lu Tong, under the power of the Seven Caves; what was the battle power of a re Star Sovereign, instantly caught without resistance.
But at that mont, a multicolored light burst from Lu Tong’s body, actually exploding the palm of the middle-aged man in purple!
"What!"
The man in green and the man in blue exclaid in unison, shock written all over their faces.
They were disciples of a Saint, knowledgeable and aware that it wasn’t Lu Tong playing possum but rather his body being sealed with imnsely powerful Heaven and Earth Laws, triggering automatically when attacked beyond personal limits!
But who had sealed these Heaven and Earth Laws, capable of making a seven-cave expert’s palm explode!
Chaos Realm!
Only a Chaos Realm expert... well, and a Quasi-Chaos Realm expert could achieve this!
The strongest among them was only at Nine Caves and had just reached Nine Caves Perfection, not having chosen a path to break through yet, surely no match for a Quasi-Chaos Realm!
Unexpectedly, this small planet hid a Quasi-Chaos Realm or even a Chaos Realm expert!
However, that’s even better!
A Quasi-Chaos Realm expert is worth at least ten billion beings, a Chaos Realm could equate to a hundred billion or even a trillion beings!
Summon allies, must capture the expert here and take away all living beings on this planet along the way!
"You two go invite the Old Ancestor of the Huo Dou Clan, he should be sowhere in the nearby Star Domain, I’ll deal with this little one first!" The man in green said, his gaze cold. Although Lu Tong was only a Star Sovereign, he was a disciple of a Quasi-Chaos or even a Chaos Realm, worthy of his personal intervention.
"Okay!" The other two nodded, imdiately taking materials from the Space Artifact to build a communication array. Now the entire world was stirred by the Heaven-Patching Sect, even the Four Divine Beasts were forced by pressure to find beings everywhere. Though the Huo Dou Clan had Chaos Realm Old Ancestors, they were far inferior to the Four Divine Beasts, what right do they have to refuse?
Lu Tong frowned, then suddenly inspired, bolted away.
"Trying to run?" The man in green drew his sword and attacked, a sword light slashed at Lu Tong but only triggered a multicolored light, unable to inflict any damage to him. The man in green wasn’t surprised, but how many tis could the sealed laws be used?
Eventually, wouldn’t Lu Tong have to obediently be captured by him!
Lu Tong ran and ran, quickly arriving at the valley where Iron Blood Stockade was originally located, where his parents were buried together... and Zhou Heng’s tombstone!
If not forced by circumstances, he didn’t want to lead them here, but he didn’t want these three to disturb Zhou Heng, even if he could only buy a little ti.
The man in green abruptly stopped, his gaze falling on the tombstone, imdiately captivated by the seven characters full of Dao Rhythm! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian to vote for recomndations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users are invited to read on m.qidian.)
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