Xuandu's Choice
Taiqing returned from observing the battle in the Chaos, but did not return to Kunlun Mountain.
He used the Human Clan to the Establish Sect and prove his faith, thus incurring a karmic debt Karma the Human Clan.
This Karma must be repaid.
After achieving sainthood, he should have immediately begun Dao Lecture to the Human Clan.
However, due to the scheming of Nuwa and Zhou Ming, he lost face in the Chaos one after another, and was also delayed by his younger brothers' ascension to sainthood.
Now that everything is temporarily settled, it's time for him to come and settle this Karma.
After briefly explaining the situation to Primordial Lord and Tongtian, he went to Mount Shouyang alone.
This mountain was Blessed Land he found during his travels among the Human Clan, and now it is a perfect place to Dao Lecture.
At the Mount Shouyang, Taiqing sat cross-legged, expressionless, yet the voice of the Saint resounded throughout the entire Human Clan realm.
"I am the Taiqing Saint, and today I transmit the Golden Core Great Dao at Mount Shouyang."
"Human Clan are welcome to come and listen to the teachings."
The voice was loud, indifferent, and devoid of any emotion.
Hearing the sound, a large number of the Human Clan rushed towards Mount Shouyang to listen to the Saint's Great Dao.
The millennium of Dao Lecture begins here.
A thousand years is but a fleeting moment to Saint.
For the Great Powers of the Primordial Wilderness, it was merely a brief period of seclusion.
But for the Human Clan, it meant the passing of several generations.
At the moment the Dao Lecture ended, Taiqing felt that the karmic Karma between himself and the Human Clan had finally come to an end.
Just as he was preparing to return to the Kunlun Mountain.
A mysterious, Netherworld connection drew his attention.
He did some quick calculations with his fingers, and a strange look appeared on his face.
"A master-disciple relationship?"
His opportunity to become a saint lay with the Human Clan, and now the opportunity for his only Direct Disciple also lies with the Human Clan.
So be it.
By accepting this disciple, I can finally sever all ties with the Human Clan.
With a swift movement, he vanished from Mount Shouyang and appeared in the Human Clan Ancestral Land the next moment.
The aura of Saint was released.
The Human Clan Ancestral Land.
Suiren, Youchao, Ziyi Shi, Wu, and Xuandu had been waiting for a long time.
Ever since they learned that Taiqing Dao Lecture at Mount Shouyang, they knew that this day would come sooner or later.
The group exchanged glances, their expressions grave, and stepped out of the stone house.
"We pay our respects to the Saint." The group approached Taiqing and bowed in reverence.
Taiqing ignored everyone else, his calm gaze fixed directly on Xuandu.
"We are master and disciple."
"I wish to take you as my disciple. Are you willing?"
Upon hearing this, Xuandu's body trembled slightly.
Although Wu had informed him in advance, he was still surprised when he actually faced this Saint.
He still felt immense pressure when he heard these words with his own ears.
He bowed deeply to Taiqing.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Saint."
"Xuandu had no intention of becoming a disciple; I hope the Saint will forgive him."
Taiqing's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
He, Saint and the head of the Three Pure Ones, took the initiative to accept a disciple, and was actually rejected?
This is absolutely ridiculous!
Do you know what an extraordinary opportunity it is to become my disciple?
"If you become my disciple, you will be the only disciple of the Taiqing Sect and the only successor of the Human Sect."
"In the future, I will definitely help you advance to the Quasi-Sage realm."
"Are you really going to give up this chance to rise to the top in one step?"
His only disciple!
Quasi-Sage Realm!
Every word carries a deadly allure, enough to drive any creature in the Primordial Wilderness world mad.
Xuandu's heart was pounding, but he ultimately suppressed all distracting thoughts.
He bowed again, but his tone was even more resolute than before.
"Of course I know this is an incredible opportunity."
"However, I truly have no intention of becoming an apprentice, and I certainly don't want to leave the Human Clan."
"I hope the Saint will forgive me."
Taiqing remained silent.
He looked down at the tiny Human Clan below, and for the first time, a slight ripple appeared on his face.
He couldn't understand it.
Why?
Why would someone refuse to become a disciple of Saint?
Why would anyone refuse a broad Great Dao leading to Quasi-Sage?
He stopped trying to persuade him; the dignity of Saint would not allow him to be rejected again and again.
"If that's the case, I won't force you."
"From this day forward, our master-disciple relationship is severed."
"I hope you won't regret it later."
After he finished speaking, he didn't look at Xuandu again.
With a flicker, he vanished completely from the Human Clan Ancestral Land.
With his departure, the oppressive aura of Saint that had weighed on everyone's heads also vanished.
Only after the Saint had been gone for a long time did Suiren and the others finally breathe a sigh of relief, feeling that their backs were soaked with cold sweat.
Wu walked over to Xuandu and patted him on the shoulder.
"Do you regret giving up becoming a disciple of Saint?"
"This could be a golden opportunity to rise to the top."
Xuandu grinned, a laugh that was utterly carefree.
"Regret?"
"What's there to regret!"
"If the price of becoming a disciple of Saint is to become cold and indifferent, watching Human Clan suffer calamities without lifting a finger."
"Then it's better not to be a disciple of Saint!"
"I'd rather be just a Human Clan for the rest of my life!"
Wu remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.
"But that's just my guess."
My guess might not be correct.
"Perhaps his path won't turn you into that."
Xuandu stared intently at Wu, a smile still on his face.
"I know."
Wu's expression showed a hint of surprise. "You knew and still did it?"
Xuandu's smile gradually faded, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.
"Yes, I know that's just your guess, just a possibility."
"But as long as there's a possibility, even if it's only one in ten thousand, one in a billion!"
"I would never gamble!"
"I am human, I am Human Clan!"
This will never change!
These words, spoken with resounding force, moved all those present— Suiren, Youchao, Ziyi Shi, and Wu—to tears!
They walked up to Xuandu and said solemnly.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that."
In their view, Xuandu's sacrifice of the Tongtian Great Dao to Heaven for the sake of the Human Clan was itself a tremendous sacrifice.
Xuandu shook his head, and a smile returned to his face.
"What's there to feel aggrieved about?"
"You are willing to give everything for the Human Clan."
"In the tribe, all those who have cultivated to the Martial Dao True Immortal or above..."
"They would even forgo the opportunity to hear Saint Dao Lecture for the sake of the Human Clan."
"I, Xuandu, am also a member of the Human Clan. Why can't I contribute to the Human Clan?"
"Moreover, I believe in martial arts!"
"I also believe in the principles of our Human Clan!"
"I believe I will continue down the path of Martial Path."
"His future achievements will definitely not be inferior to becoming a disciple of Saint!"
A warm feeling flowed through Wu's heart.
He nodded emphatically.
"I will definitely not let you down."
Suiren spoke up from the side.
"Wu, don't put too much pressure on yourself."
"Just do your best."
"The Fate of our Human Clan does not rest on your shoulders alone."
"It's about all of us bearing this together!"
Xuandu nodded in agreement.
"Yes, just do your best. Let's all work together, Human Clan!"
Wu didn't say anything more, but simply nodded heavily.