The Great Desolation Collapsing in Others' Mouths, Yet I Transmigrated to Become Nan Ji!

"They're not of our kind, their hearts must be wicked. Huang Long, why are you agreeing with them?"

"Does having the character 'Huang' mean you're not a dragon?"

"The Heavenly Origin Sect immortals are known for their many magical treasures. In the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, treasures are more important than cultivation! How can Tai Yi's combat power be so weak?"

"And why are there comments saying Eastern Emperor Tai Yi and Ying Long are a couple? How did Ao Guang get involved?"

Ye Qing casually picked up the clear tea beside him, took a sip, and couldn't help but grumble.

He really couldn't understand it. Although the stories of the Great Desolation weren't official history, this unofficial history was too biased.

"If I were to transmigrate to the Great Desolation, I would definitely make..."

Ye Qing muttered as he looked at the comments, placing the teacup back on the table.

When his hand slipped, the cup immediately tipped over. The warm tea poured onto the power strip on the table, and the water, mixed with electricity, surged through Ye Qing's entire body.

"I, I..."

Before Ye Qing could utter his colorful curse, his vision went black.

When he opened his eyes again, Ye Qing found a middle-aged man standing before him. "I am Jade Pure Yuanshi. Today, I shall enlighten you. Are you willing to return to Kunlun with me?"

"I..."

Ye Qing, who had just opened his eyes, looked at the person in front of him and subconsciously rubbed his head.

As memories flooded his mind like a tide, Ye Qing found it hard to accept and couldn't help but ask, "Where... where am I?"

Seeing Ye Qing's dazed expression, Yuanshi frowned slightly and shook his head. "Never mind, then you have no affinity!"

With that, Yuanshi turned to leave.

Although Ye Qing was completely bewildered, it didn't take him long to digest all the memories in his mind. Recalling the words the man before him had spoken, Ye Qing knew he had transmigrated to the Great Desolation.

So, Ye Qing quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Master, please don't be angry. It was my fault. Your disciple is willing!"

Hearing Ye Qing call him Master, Yuanshi paused, turning back in disbelief. "You just called me...?"

"Master!"

As Ye Qing called out, he respectfully kowtowed to the ground again.

Yuanshi stopped in his tracks, turned around, and said to Ye Qing, "Interesting! Why do you call me Master?"

Ye Qing didn't know that everyone in the Great Desolation nowadays called their master "Teacher" or "Venerable Master."

The term "Master" had never appeared before.

Facing Yuanshi's question, Ye Qing's mind rapidly searched through the Great Desolation novels he had read, and he instantly found an answer.

So, Ye Qing lowered his head and respectfully said to Yuanshi, "Master has the grace of enlightenment towards me, making you like a father. Now you wish to take me back to Kunlun to teach me, making you like a teacher. The term 'Master' signifies a relationship like that of a teacher and a father."

Yuanshi listened, his expression somewhat strange. He raised a hand and closed his eyes, beginning to perform a divination.

A moment later, he nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Very well, very well. I intended to take you as a boy attendant, but I didn't expect we already had a master-disciple connection."

Ye Qing didn't know that Yuanshi currently had no disciples, nor any children.

And his "template-like" answer had precisely satisfied Yuanshi, who respected etiquette.

After performing the divination, he calculated that he would indeed take Ye Qing as a disciple in the future, so Yuanshi brought the timeline forward.

Seeing Yuanshi's satisfied expression, Ye Qing also excitedly prostrated himself on the ground and bowed again to thank him. "Your disciple greets Master!"

Ye Qing's current excited demeanor was not an act.

One had to know that the Heavenly Origin Sect was one of the safest sects in the Great Desolation, and its disciples possessed countless treasures. Moreover, Venerable Yuanshi was extremely protective of his disciples.

Even when the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation arrived, it wouldn't have much impact on the disciples of the Heavenly Origin Sect.

What's more, if you don't court death, you won't die.

As Ye Qing kowtowed for the third time, Yuanshi looked at the respectful Ye Qing with satisfaction and directly said, "Since you are the first immortal crane from the southernmost region, and now you have joined the sect of us Three Pure Ones, from this day forward, you shall be called Nan Ji!"

Nan Ji!

It was Immortal Official Nan Ji!

What a great start!

Hearing the name Yuanshi gave him, Ye Qing wished he could jump up with excitement.

Who was Immortal Official Nan Ji? He was the earliest follower of Venerable Yuanshi.

In the early days, he served as a boy attendant, but later he was accepted as a disciple by Yuanshi. After the Investiture of the Gods, he was even enfeoffed as one of the Four Emperors of the Heavenly Court, the Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole.

For the gods in the Heavenly Court who cultivated through incense offerings, Immortal Official Nan Ji, who presided over lifespan and fortune, was simply too comfortable.

Thinking of this, Ye Qing trembled with excitement.

Yuanshi looked at Nan Ji, who was prostrating on the ground, with some confusion, but he simply assumed Ye Qing was emphasizing etiquette and secretly felt satisfied with his decision to take a disciple.

However, Yuanshi didn't show it, merely saying with a cold face, "Then let us return to Kunlun Mountain!"

Seeing the clouds slowly appearing beneath him and Yuanshi, Nan Ji quickly got up and transformed into a large immortal crane. "Please ascend, Master!"

Saying this, Nan Ji lowered his wings, which stirred up wisps of spiritual mist, gesturing for Yuanshi to stand on his back.

Although Yuanshi was a little unaccustomed to Nan Ji's attentiveness, he had lived for countless years after all, so he stepped onto Nan Ji's back with an unchanged expression.

As Yuanshi stood up, Nan Ji let out a clear cry that pierced the nine heavens, then took Yuanshi and flew towards Kunlun Mountain according to his memories.

As for the strategy for Yuanshi, Nan Ji from later generations was extremely confident in himself.

He thought, no matter how much Yuanshi liked to put on a show or how difficult he was to serve, could he be more difficult than those leaders in later generations?

Moreover, Yuanshi had not yet attained sainthood, so it was a sure win no matter how you looked at it.

As they traveled, the scenery of the Great Desolation below seemed to be on fast-forward, rapidly flashing past Nan Ji's eyes. However, Nan Ji dared not linger on the beautiful scenery and honestly flew Yuanshi back to Kunlun.

Even along the way, Nan Ji did not dare to steal glances at Yuanshi Tianzun on his back. Yet, Nan Ji did not know that Yuanshi's eyes were full of satisfaction.

"That's the place!"

Upon arriving at Kunlun Mountain, with a point of Yuanshi's finger, the specific location where the Three Pure Ones resided appeared in Nan Ji's mind.

A short while later, Nan Ji's wings, which dripped with spiritual mist, descended, and Yuanshi slowly walked onto the ground.

"Eldest Brother! Third Brother!"

As soon as Yuanshi finished speaking, two figures appeared in the grass hut before them and responded to Yuanshi.

"Second Brother!"

"Second Brother!"

These two must be Laozi and Tongtian. I really want to get a good look at them, thought Nan Ji, who had transformed into human form.

But it was only a thought. Nan Ji dared not overstep and stood respectfully behind Yuanshi with his head lowered.

Yuanshi was extremely satisfied with Nan Ji's performance, but he calmly said to Laozi, "Eldest Brother, during this outing, I discovered that this spiritual crane and I have a master-disciple connection, so I've taken a disciple. I hope Eldest Brother will not blame me."

After all, Laozi, who was currently the eldest, had not yet taken a disciple, so it was not entirely appropriate for him to take one first. Yuanshi could only offer an explanation.

Before Laozi could speak, Tongtian sized up Nan Ji and sighed, "Second Brother, this spiritual crane's origins are quite good, but... it's a bit dull."

Laozi narrowed his eyes, observing Nan Ji, and stroked his beard with one hand. "Its origins are good, and it does have a connection with you. It's fine."

Seeing that Laozi had agreed, Yuanshi nodded and then said to Nan Ji, "Aren't you going to pay your respects to your Martial Uncle and Martial Uncle?"

With Yuanshi's permission, Nan Ji did not hesitate. He knelt down generously and bowed to Laozi and Tongtian, saying, "Disciple Nan Ji greets Martial Uncle, greets Martial Uncle!"

"Good! You are quite well-behaved!" Laozi said, nodding.

Tongtian wanted to say something more, but seeing Yuanshi glaring at him from the side, he could only say, "Well, if you get bullied in the future, your Martial Uncle will back you up!"