Chapter 262: Feng He Really Didn’t Lie To Her, She Only Accepts Her As A Disciple
Ming Zhaoshuang was here calling for friends to help break through a realm, while Feng Budu, after leaving Ming Zhaoshuang’s sea of consciousness, silently surveyed every inch of land in the Ao Tian Sect.
In fact, at her realm, her divine sense could expand to encompass not just the entire Thirty-Six Heavens, but the entire Lower Realm, allowing her to clearly know the appearance of this region. Yet, she still chose to see with her own eyes the land where Feng He had lived tens of thousands of years ago.
Feng He rose from such an insignificant place and climbed to the pinnacle of the cultivation world.
Feng Budu naturally heard Ming Zhaoshuang’s boisterous voice and found it somewhat amusing, even letting out a laugh.
Now that no one was around, the smile in her eyes was as bright as the peonies on her temples.
Her Honored Master, this new Junior Sister she had taken in, was very interesting.
Unlike her, who was cold and uninteresting.
As Feng Budu walked, she arrived at the stone tablet where the Ao Tian Sect inscribed the names of its disciples.
Green moss had grown on it. The topmost layer of inscriptions, after tens of thousands of years, had gradually become unclear. However, Feng Budu clearly remembered the scene of that person carving it that day.
“Jiaojiao, let me tell you, in this life, I will only take you as my disciple. How about it, aren’t you very honored?”
Feng Budu was silent at the time, but she remembered this sentence.
She tilted her head up and watched Feng He hold a brush and carve her name onto this stone tablet.
Feng Jiaojiao.
She did not like this name.
Feng Budu spoke aloud, “Why is it Jiaojiao?”
Feng He did not hear clearly, “Hmm?”
Feng Budu spoke again, “Why did you name me Jiaojiao?”
She disliked this name; it sounded weak and easily bullied, like a waste clinging to others for survival.
Feng Budu did not want to become such a person.
Feng He naturally asked, “Why can’t it be Jiaojiao?”
Although she said this, her brush tip stopped after writing the character ‘Feng,’ as if asking for Feng Budu’s opinion.
“The character ‘Jiao’ is composed of ‘woman’ and ‘qiao.’ ‘Woman’ represents the beautiful ones in the world; ‘qiao’ represents the tall and great ones in the world. ‘Jiao’ has the noble qualities of a woman and the towering presence of a tall tree. It is the best, the very best character in the world.”
“It sounds like it relies on others, very fragile.”
“That’s also true. My disciples, Feng He’s disciples, are born to be pampered and cherished, born to be doted upon by thousands.”
Feng He raised an eyebrow and looked at her, “I love Jiaojiao excessively.”
Feng Budu was speechless. After a long pause, she finally agreed, “Then carve it.”
So she watched Feng He carve her name, stroke by stroke.
Her heart began to slowly warm up.
She had decided then that even if she were the most disreputable demon, she would be willing to die for Feng He.
But in the end, Feng He had asked her to die for all living beings.
Feng He had betrayed her.
She had betrayed Feng He.
Feng Budu’s five fingers slowly brushed over that section of the stone tablet.
The three large characters “Feng Jiaojiao” were still so clearly etched into her memory, as if the years still echoed within them.
Feng He had not lied to her.
She had truly only taken her as a disciple.
Even though she liked Ming Zhaoshuang very much, even though she gave Fushuang to Ming Zhaoshuang, she still only had her as a disciple.
I once hated that the bright moon hung high and shone not on me.
I also once hated that the bright moon hung high and did not shine only on me.
But in the end, what I could hate was the bright moon hanging high, illuminating all living beings, only to end up with a dim and withered fate.
Using a brush, she imitated Feng He’s appearance and, below Feng Jiaojiao, added another name.
Ming Zhaoshuang.
Feng Budu did not need Feng He to keep her promise to restrain her true heart.
Ming Zhaoshuang was very good; she was willing to die for Feng He.
She had turned back.
She protected Feng He. Even if it meant sacrificing her own life, she would break through space and climb to Feng He’s side.
This was much better than her.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Feng Budu put down her brush, she heard a clear and ethereal voice cursing loudly:
“Is it that junior with no foresight who is carelessly carving on my stone tablet again? Pay attention, your Grandmother’s name is Feng He, the Feng He who dared to fight against the Heavenly Dao, not just any random person.”
“I, Feng He, will only take Feng Jiaojiao as my disciple in this life. Anyone who dares to carve carelessly will have their head smashed!”
Only the voice was heard, not the person.
Clearly, this was left by Feng He specifically, fearing that some elder of the Ao Tian Sect might misscribe a name in the future.
“Honored Master.”
Feng Budu said softly, “It’s me, Jiaojiao.”
After a while, the voice reacted, “Jiaojiao is here! What is Jiaojiao here for! I’ll say it first, I haven’t carved anyone else’s name. If anyone carved it, it has nothing to do with me!”
She had even specially left a voice message for Feng Budu, for fear she would overthink it.
Feng Budu raised her hand and carved again.
“Honored Master, I’ve come to help Junior Sister carve her name.”
This was ultimately just a voice message left by Feng He. After saying those two sentences, it became silent, clearly not continuing any further settings.
But as Feng Budu carved, she could feel Wind Element Spiritual Power hindering her from carving this character. It was not fierce, but it was enough to obstruct cultivators below the Deity Transformation realm.
Feng He had once set up a voice message here and also set up a restriction here.
It was only to uphold the promise she had made to her.
Feng Budu’s cultivation had reached Immortal Crossing. Even though she was currently severely injured, Feng He’s restriction that blocked disciples was clearly not enough for her.
So she continued to carve.
After Feng Budu finished carving the three characters “Ming Zhaoshuang,” she was about to leave when she suddenly heard an exclamation.
“Hey, which Junior Sister is that? How dare she casually walk to the name-carving stone. Be careful not to be scolded by Old Xiu…”
Fei Changxiu stopped halfway through his sentence and saw Feng Budu’s cold face: “Ah, this, it’s Senior Sister… Then Senior Sister, you can stroll around and look freely. I’ll stand guard for you!”
Fei Changxiu patted his chest, showing great loyalty.
It was strange, really. Why would Feng Budu come to the Ao Tian Sect’s name-carving stone for no reason? She wasn’t even a disciple of the Ao Tian Sect.
However, given her strength, where in the Ao Tian Sect couldn’t she go? Fei Changxiu saying this was truly superfluous.
Feng Budu asked, “Is this place a Forbidden Area?”
Fei Changxiu scratched his head, “It’s not exactly a Forbidden Area. It’s just that juniors are always carelessly carving their names. Once, it even alarmed an Ancestor, making the Sect Master and the others tremble with fear.”
Feng Budu knew that the Ancestor he was referring to was Feng He.
After all, ordinary Ancestors were buried and gone. Who, like Feng He, would still add voice messages and restrictions to their own name just to prevent others from carving their names below theirs?
Fei Changxiu said, “Senior Sister, why are you here? Our Ao Tian Sect has many beautiful places, especially our Xiu Tian Peak, which boasts scenery like mountains dyed with dark ink and rivers reflecting silver. It’s exceptionally beautiful!”
Feng Budu: “Nothing important.”
She turned, about to leave, when she suddenly said to Fei Changxiu, “Do you want to go to the Devil Realm?”
Fei Changxiu: “Ah? Uh… Senior Sister, I’m a Human Race.”
Feng Budu said, “There is a mountain in the Devil Realm called Feng Bo, which is most suitable for cultivators with Wind Element Spirit Roots. Although it is dangerous, there are many opportunities. If you wish, you can try going there.”
Feng Bo Mountain was once the residence of the Wind God. It was perpetually swept by great winds, with potent wind spirits and constant danger. Although it was a place in the Devil Realm, for Fei Changxiu, it could be considered an excellent training ground.
However, whether Fei Changxiu had the courage to go to Feng Bo Mountain was his problem.
“This Seat has other important matters and will not be staying in the Ao Tian Sect.”
After saying this, Feng Budu moved her entire body and completely disappeared from Fei Changxiu’s sight.
Fei Changxiu rubbed his chin, wondering if Feng Budu was leaving already.
She hadn’t even stayed one night in the Ao Tian Sect before leaving in such a hurry, scattering a bunch of Divine Tools. He wondered what she was going to do.
However, he was determined to go to Feng Bo Mountain!
