Chapter 257: Taking In A New Disciple
King Kong Tiger King Tribe was instantly on high alert, falling into chaos.
However, after clearly seeing and feeling Bi Yue Wu’s power, they all fell into a state of doubting life, with not a single one daring to make a move against the true body of Bi Yue Wu above.
They then uniformly knelt to the ground, devoutly prostrating and begging for forgiveness, activating “abandon darkness and embrace light” mode.
“Great Tiger King Sacred Spirit, please forgive your devout people.”
Next, speckles of faith’s faint light drifted up from the Sacred Spirit Descendants below, converging and merging into Bi Yue Wu’s body.
Four-star Bi Yue Wu also gradually improved to four-and-a-half star under the nourishment of that faith’s faint light, and soon after directly stepped into five-star.
At the same time, the 【King Kong Tiger King】 totem in the center of the tribe began to restlessly stir.
That King Kong Tiger King Sacred Spirit clearly began to sit still no longer.
Looking at Xu Cunxin on the side, from the moment the Sacred Spirit Descendants uniformly knelt, she had already fallen into a stunned state of “faith collapse”.
Roar—!
A tiger’s roar shook heaven and earth, the King Kong Tiger King Sacred Spirit leaping out from that totem, charging straight at Bi Yue Wu.
The energy storm raging around his body began to madly punish and slaughter his former believers.
“Great Tiger King Sacred Spirit, please protect your devout people—!”
The tribe’s Sacred Spirit Descendants prayed in unison, and they all picked up weapons, stimulating the Sacred Spirit power in their bodies, launching an encirclement and suppression against that King Kong White Tiger.
Wu Xian saw this, and the 【Twenty-Eight Mansions】 Divine Diagram suddenly emerged above his head.
Now the Twenty-Eight Mansions Divine Diagram had already been completed more than half, and with this short time’s condensation and improvement, its might was already incomparable to before.
Especially the 【White Tiger Seven Mansions】 sector in the Divine Diagram that had been fully lit up, with starlight shining brilliantly and overwhelming pressure.
The rampaging King Kong Tiger King was instantly pierced and refined by the starlight projected from the 【White Tiger Seven Mansions】, turning into Law Condensation Degree for the Twenty-Eight Mansions Divine Diagram, not even producing materials, directly refined clean.
And as the King Kong Tiger King fell, the entire instance space also began to dissipate and blur.
One could vaguely see the tribe’s people below cheering and prostrating, singing praises to the greatness of the great Tiger King Sacred Spirit.
Space twisted, and the three reappeared in the association’s quiet room.
Cui Wenxuan leisurely sipped tea on the side, “Came out? Did you find the problem?”
But he saw Xu Cunxin frozen like a sculpture.
“What’s this?” Cui Wenxuan asked in surprise and doubt.
“Maybe… her mentality has somewhat collapsed?” Wu Xian awkwardly spread his hands and smiled.
Cui Wenxuan didn’t understand, while Xu Cunxin on the side gradually came back to her senses, gazing hotly at Wu Xian, her heart unable to calm for a long time.
“What happened?”
Cui Wenxuan was about to inquire when he saw Xu Cunxin take a deep breath and stride forward.
Thud! She knelt on both knees, her firm and burning gaze staring straight at Wu Xian.
“Please take me as your disciple! This disciple will devote herself to cultivation in the future and not disgrace Master’s teachings!”
In an instant, Cui Wenxuan’s eyes widened bigger than a cow’s, thinking he was hallucinating.
What situation? This was the pace of promoting him to Ancestor Master?
In contrast, Wu Xian and Xue Lingling were also startled into a fright.
“Goddess Highness, what are you doing?”
Xue Lingling was flattered, at least she wasn’t mentally prepared to be Goddess Highness’s Ancestor Master yet.
“Quickly get up,” Wu Xian hurriedly went forward to help her up, but found the gap in Spiritual Power Cultivation too great to lift her at all, “If you think this one’s interpretation of the Sacred Spirit is passable, we can totally sit and discuss the Dao, what’s this for?”
But Xu Cunxin knelt firmly with her gaze determined, bowing her head, “Please definitely take me as your disciple.”
“Goddess Highness’s status is noble, aren’t you putting me in a difficult position?” Wu Xian laughed wryly.
He really couldn’t bear such a disciple of noble status!
Xu Cunxin’s eyes reddened, begging for help toward Cui Wenxuan on the side.
Although Cui Wenxuan didn’t know what happened inside, he knew Xu Cunxin’s intentions, “Taking her on isn’t anything, just don’t announce it outwardly for now, it won’t cause you any trouble.”
“But…” Wu Xian hesitated.
“As long as you’re willing to take me on, this disciple is willing to offer everything!”
Xu Cunxin’s gaze burned, her proud face showing a hint of pleading.
“Can you tell me why?” Wu Xian was puzzled.
“That Sacred Spirit Scroll Painting of yours let me witness the true Sacred Spirit, and also let me see hope for revenge.”
All along, the Sacred Spirit Divine Domain had been her foundation and hope for revenge.
Over these years, she had done her utmost to perfect and optimize the Sacred Spirit Divine Domain, all for the day when she could find power to confront the upper layer.
Now, she had truly seen it.
Just like a drowning person seeing a lifesaving straw in despair.
Wu Xian took a deep breath, silently straightening his posture, accepting Xu Cunxin’s great gift.
Only now did he clearly feel, under Xu Cunxin’s cold demeanor, the hollow and numb heart within, a pitiful person surviving in the world due to hatred.
Xu Cunxin saw this, two streams of hot tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, sobbing as she paid respects: “Disciple Xu Cunxin pays respects to Master and Ancestor Master!”
“Um… I’ll pass,” Xue Lingling hurriedly waved her hand: “You and I can just call each other sisters from now on.”
“As it should be.” Xu Cunxin smiled faintly.
Wu Xian said with a complex expression: “Then what do you plan to do next? Stay here to learn with me?”
“Of course,” Xu Cunxin replied without hesitation, “Being able to follow Master and learn is Cunxin’s honor.”
“Alright then,” Wu Xian helplessly looked up, “Go to the club side from now on, oh right, Master has two disciples ahead of you, but given Goddess Highness’s status, no need for senior brother or senior sister.”
Xu Cunxin was stunned, “Since I’ve already taken you as Master, naturally everything follows the rules.”
Cui Wenxuan on the side had long been curious to the point of restlessness, and seeing the apprenticeship segment end, he immediately began inquiring about everything that happened inside Holy Spirit Island.
After learning the whole story, he was utterly astonished.
“So the Sacred Spirit Scroll Painting actually has such a fatal flaw?” Cui Wenxuan clicked his tongue in wonder.
Who could have thought that the Sacred Spirit Dojo, inherited for a thousand years, had such a fatal flaw.
But that wasn’t the point; the point was Wu Xian’s interpretation and understanding of the “Sacred Spirit” concept, a grand conception sufficient to overturn the Sacred Spirit Dojo.
Soon after, they brought Xu Cunxin back to the club.
To avoid causing too much trouble, Xu Cunxin was temporarily arranged as the club’s special contract Scroll Painter.
And he formally introduced Xu Cunxin to Chen Xu and Yao Xue’er, this pair of senior brother and senior sister; aside from that, no one else knew of their hidden master-disciple relationship.
Although Xu Cunxin didn’t say it, Wu Xian could feel her urgency to learn.
Since Wu Xian had taken this disciple, he naturally had to treat her seriously.
“Speaking of which, Master’s inheritance thought process is quite complex,” Wu Xian said unhurriedly, “Are you willing to learn the other thought processes?”
“Of course,” Xu Cunxin didn’t object, “This disciple isn’t solely researching the Sacred Spirit Scroll Painting system anyway.”
For her, as long as it could give her power, she was willing to touch any type of Scroll Painting.
Wu Xian nodded gladly, “Speaking of which, Master actually has a prototype conception here that’s not very mature yet, but very suitable for you.”
“A prototype conception suitable for this disciple?” Xu Cunxin was curious.
” Mm,” Wu Xian smiled slightly, beginning to tell a story, “In a distant era, when humanity was still in the primitive age, a little girl accidentally drowned in the sea waves. The little girl’s unwillingness toward death turned her soul into a little bird.
The girl hated the merciless sea for taking her young life, often carrying bits of stone and twigs in her beak, throwing them into the sea, delusionally trying to fill it up, day after day, year after year, never stopping…”
