Hongjun's "Private Tutoring," Tongtian Wants a Disciple

"This is..."

Nan Ji exclaimed in surprise as he felt the changes within himself.

After all, before this, Nan Ji himself hadn't noticed anything at all.

Hongjun took a gentle sip of tea and continued, "Alas, my grand-disciple is so special, what can be done?"

The familiar sarcastic tone reappeared, but Nan Ji was no longer as flustered as before.

Hongjun continued, "If it weren't for placing the destiny of the Xuanmen's third-generation eldest disciple upon you, I truly wouldn't dare to imagine what the future of the Xuanmen would become."

Upon hearing this, Nan Ji immediately understood Hongjun's actions.

Once he was acknowledged by Hongjun, Nan Ji became his grand-disciple, the future chief disciple of the third generation of the Xuanmen.

With this destiny and status, the Heavenly Dao would not consider Nan Ji an anomaly.

Thinking that he was ultimately the one benefiting, Nan Ji sincerely bowed, "Thank you, Ancestor Master."

"Alright, I'm not like your Master who is good at educating. You don't need to say these things to me in the future," Hongjun accepted Nan Ji's bow and said.

After speaking, Hongjun seemed to recall something and continued, "Since you recognize me as your Ancestor Master and are my Xuanmen's foremost disciple, I can only be stingy this once and will preach for you for nine years."

When Nan Ji heard this, he subconsciously exclaimed, "Ah, so little!"

But Hongjun paid him no mind, closed his eyes, and began to preach earnestly.

Nan Ji also gradually figured out his temperament, so he quickly sat down cross-legged and listened to Hongjun's sermon.

Unlike the previous sermon for the great beings in Purple Heaven Palace, Nan Ji clearly felt countless golden lotuses appearing out of thin air.

Each one was formed from extremely pure spiritual energy, yet it contained profound Dao charm.

The content Hongjun taught also differed from the previous hodgepodge.

He specifically imparted Daoist methods to Nan Ji, which also allowed Nan Ji to discover many of his previous problems during his cultivation.

Meanwhile, after the Three Pure Ones returned to Xuanqing Peak.

Yuanshi, uncharacteristically, did not lecture Tongtian but instead went to their respective palaces to cultivate.

This instead made Tongtian somewhat uncomfortable. He had intended to consolidate his realm but found that Yuanshi's image kept appearing in his mind.

At that moment, he felt his heart unable to calm down and was completely unable to cultivate.

Tongtian, however, did not mind Yuanshi saying anything and walked alone towards the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Nine years passed in the blink of an eye.

When Hongjun stopped preaching, Nan Ji slowly awoke.

Upon waking, he couldn't help but beam with joy as he looked at his cultivation, "Thank you, Ancestor Master, I've broken through to the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal."

Feeling his cultivation had improved again, Nan Ji couldn't help but share it with Hongjun.

Hongjun remained expressionless, neither pleased nor displeased, and said, "Alas, in your heart, is Ancestor Master this great? Amazing, to be thought highly of by your own grand-disciple, I am truly so happy."

"Huh?"

Nan Ji no longer feared Hongjun. Hearing his words, he immediately checked himself.

He discovered that the golden lotuses within his body had not been completely absorbed.

Instead, they were stored in various parts of his body, slowly nourishing his physical form.

These golden lotuses not only contained immense spiritual energy but also different Dao charms.

This was simply heaven-defying.

Nan Ji quickly said excitedly, "Ancestor Master, this disciple thanks Ancestor Master."

Seeing Nan Ji react so quickly, Hongjun nodded with satisfaction and then said, "These golden lotuses are enough to support your cultivation to the late stage of Quasi-Saint. This way, you won't say Ancestor Master is stingy."

After speaking, Hongjun was about to teleport Nan Ji back to Kunlun.

Given the previous experience, Nan Ji quickly interrupted, "Ancestor Master, wait!"

"Hm?"

Towards Nan Ji, Hongjun seemed to have more patience than with others.

"What, you can't bear to leave this old Daoist? That truly makes me happy."

Originally, this was just Hongjun's usual sarcastic remark.

But unexpectedly, Nan Ji seized the opportunity and said, "Indeed, Ancestor Master. After leaving you, this disciple will have to wait another three thousand years. This disciple is truly reluctant to leave."

This time, Hongjun's usually calm expression changed.

He suddenly regretted saying the opposite.

After a few breaths, Hongjun said meaningfully, "Then you shall stay here in Purple霄 Palace and accompany this old Daoist for three thousand years."

Nan Ji, having just seen Hongjun's drastic change in expression, was inwardly overjoyed.

Now that Nan Ji was familiar with him, he naturally wasn't afraid. Haku would even plan careers for his Daoist attendants like Haotian and Yaochi, so Hongjun himself couldn't be too bad.

Thinking this, Nan Ji gathered his courage and said, "Ancestor Master, you still haven't bestowed any treasures upon me."

Just as Hongjun was about to say something, Nan Ji directly interrupted him, "This disciple knows that all treasures in the Great Desolation are predetermined. I only ask that Ancestor Master bestow a statue of yourself, so that this disciple may worship it daily to show filial piety."

Currently, there was no such thing as divine statues in the Great Desolation.

Hongjun didn't reply upon hearing this. Instead, he closed his eyes, and a massive, pure white wheel suddenly appeared behind him.

Sensing the oppressive aura emanating from the wheel, Nan Ji found it even more terrifying than Hongjun himself.

Could this be the Jade Disc of Creation?

However, Nan Ji dared not look too closely and could only quietly close his eyes, waiting for Hongjun.

"Oh my, I must say, you are truly fortunate to have an Ancestor Master like this old Daoist."

Hongjun suddenly spoke.

"Huh? Ancestor Master, is it done?" Nan Ji asked joyfully, opening his eyes.

Hongjun ignored him and waved his hand in the air, taking a brick from the Purple Firmament Palace.

Then, Hongjun gently waved his hands, performing hand seals. The brick from the Purple Heaven Palace quickly turned into a pool of liquid, which then gradually formed a human shape.

As the shape stabilized, Hongjun's hand movements slowly stopped.

Nan Ji looked closely and saw that floating in the air was a statue of Hongjun.

Most importantly, the statue clearly depicted Hongjun's face.

This immediately excited Nan Ji, who quickly said, "This disciple thanks Ancestor Master for bestowing this treasure. Ancestor Master is the best Ancestor Master in the Great Desolation."

"Tsk, don't think this old Daoist doesn't know your schemes. If your thoughts could be used for cultivation, you'd truly be the foremost person in the Xuanmen."

His thoughts exposed, Nan Ji's face immediately turned red.

After mocking Nan Ji, Hongjun explained, "This object can communicate with this old Daoist and can also suppress the beings of the Great Desolation. It can even trap Saints for a short while."

"But you must know, this object must align with the Heavenly Dao. You cannot make a move against the protagonists of a Calamity."

As Nan Ji listened to Hongjun's slow explanation, countless little stars seemed to appear in his eyes.

This was precisely his plan.

What else would burning incense be for if not to ask for something? And a connection granted by the person themselves would surely be far superior.

Didn't Haotian have to cry all the way to the Chaos later on? He could do it at home...

He hadn't even expected it to have an additional function.

Upon hearing this, Nan Ji quickly put away the statue. Just as he was about to thank Hongjun, he felt a dizzying sensation...

Then, Hongjun's voice came through, "Brat, remember, this old Daoist can watch you anytime!"

When Nan Ji regained consciousness, he found himself at the foot of Xuanqing Peak.