Realizing Another Path Before My Eyes

Three millennia had passed, and Xian Junyu's gains were not limited to artifact refining alone; over these thousands of years, the disciples of the Jie Sect had each made breakthroughs in their cultivation.

The Four Personal Disciples and the Two Attendants, under System Bro's return, had also had their cultivation pushed to Late-stage Grand Unity Heavenly Immortal.

"Master's three-thousand-year preaching session is about to end—I absolutely cannot be late!"

"A Saint's preaching is a supreme opportunity. This session will surely push the Jie Sect disciples into Golden Immortal. I wonder what realm System Bro will push my cultivation to then. I can't wait!"

Not daring to delay, Xian Junyu flew at full speed toward his master's preaching ground.

In no time, he arrived at the ground, not late at all, but there he saw some unexpected people.

This time, Tongtian's preaching had not only the Jie Sect disciples present, but also Chan Sect's Nan Ji, Yun Zhongzi, Guang Chengzi, and Chi Jingzi, as well as Renjiao's Xuandu—the disciples of the Three Teachings gathered together for the first time.

"Oh? Why are there so many people?"

Landing on the preaching ground, Xian Junyu looked at the crowd with curiosity.

"Greetings, Senior Disciple Brother!!!!"

"Congratulations to Senior Disciple Brother on advancing to the Taiyi Realm!"

Seeing him arrive, the disciples of the Three Teachings all offered their greetings, showing that Xian Junyu had some popularity and prestige among them.

Wuyun Xian and Jingu Xian, Ma Sui, also curiously sized up this Senior Disciple Brother they were meeting for the first time.

"Fellow junior disciples need not stand on ceremony, but why have all of you come today?" Xian Junyu asked, genuinely curious about this first gathering of the Three Teachings disciples.

Meanwhile, Tongtian, sitting alone on the high platform, watched his senior disciple return. Seeing that his cultivation had broken through to Late-stage Grand Unity Heavenly Immortal in three millennia, nearly reaching Grand Unity Profound Immortal, he was quite pleased.

But this wretched brat hadn't even paid respects to his master first—that was truly infuriating.

"Your First Senior Uncle, to foster exchange among the Three Teachings, specially discussed with me and your Second Martial Uncle that each sect's disciples should attend the preaching!"

"Since you're here, why don't you get over here and take your seat!"

Tongtian's expression was flat, his tone harsh.

Seeing the Saint's displeased mood, the disciples of the Three Teachings quickly sat down, not daring to act out.

"Disciple Xian Junyu pays respects to Master!"

Noticing his master seemed in a bad mood, Xian Junyu stepped forward, gave a slight bow, and then sat on the foremost cushion.

That seat had been empty, clearly reserved for him—no chance of dozing off there.

Seeing his senior disciple had finally greeted him, Tongtian's mood improved slightly. He looked at the gathered disciples of the Three Teachings and said:

"This preaching will last three hundred years. Listen with calm minds, and be sure not to be distracted. How much you gain depends entirely on yourselves!"

"Yes!!!"

With that said, Tongtian officially began the three-hundred-year preaching session.

The disciples of the Three Teachings sat separately: on the left was Renjiao's Xuandu, on the right were Chan Sect's Nan Ji and the others, and in the very center sat the Jie Sect disciples.

After all, this was the Jie Sect's territory—they were the hosts here, so sitting in the central seat of honor was only natural.

At the very front were the Jie Sect's Four Personal Disciples, Duobao and the others, and behind them sat the Two Attendant Immortals.

The seating order was clear.

But none of this had anything to do with Xian Junyu. As for his master's preaching, this time he let it go in one ear and out the other, simply listening without comprehending.

With System Bro around, comprehending the Dao was a waste of time. No matter how much he grasped, System Bro would return more. Having his junior brothers and sisters comprehend was enough.

These three hundred years, he planned to thoroughly digest the three millennia of artifact refining knowledge, striving to master the Artifact Refining completely.

And so, the group each began their own path of enlightenment.

Three hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

"Awaken!"

With Tongtian's call to awaken, this preaching session came to an end.

For the Three Teachings disciples like Nan Ji, who were still at low cultivation levels, a Saint's preaching was incredibly precious. They all made breakthroughs.

At the same time, the Golden Immortal Heavenly Tribulation arrived. This was a cultivator's first tribulation, not very powerful, and everyone passed through it without much difficulty.

If you find this book enjoyable, to avoid losing it next time, please remember to add it to your bookshelf.

"System Bro, don't return the cultivation yet. Wait until no one's around, okay?" After the tribulation, before the system could send a message, Xian Junyu quickly spoke up.

There weren't just Jie Sect disciples here—Renjiao and Chan Sect people were present too. If his cultivation shot up so dramatically, it would inevitably draw attention.

Before, with his master and the Personal Disciples around, they were all trustworthy people, so he didn't need to worry. But today was different.

The fewer people who knew about his strange situation, the better.

Of course, the prerequisite was that System Bro listened to him.

[Ding! Return has been delayed!]

And System Bro was quite accommodating. The moment Xian Junyu spoke, the return was delayed.

"Good, that's my System Bro—always reliable!"

Hearing that System Bro had agreed to delay the return, Xian Junyu gave him a huge mental thumbs-up.

Fortunately, his system wasn't like those of certain transmigrators—rigid as a machine and insufferably arrogant.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master, for the sermon!"

"Thank you, Master, for the sermon!"

Having each gained something, the crowd rose to bow and thank Tongtian. Xian Junyu did the same.

Though he hadn't absorbed a single word, he still had to put up the front.

"This sermon is concluded. Return and digest it well!"

"The next sermon will be in Three Millennia, delivered by Saint Yuqing. When the time comes, you may attend as you wish."

As he dismissed the crowd, Tongtian also announced the time and place of the next sermon.

Yes, the three brothers had decided to take turns preaching to the immortals of Mount Kunlun. First was Tongtian himself, then in Three Millennia his second brother Yuanshi, and in six millennia his eldest brother Laozi.

"Yes! Disciples take their leave!"

Having received the location for the next sermon, the disciples of Renjiao and Chan Sect clasped their hands and departed.

As for Duobao and the four Personal Disciples, they cast a strange glance at Senior Disciple Brother Xian Junyu, then bowed and turned to leave.

Only Xian Junyu remained.

All the disciples had gained something, but Xian Junyu showed no reaction. Tongtian wasn't surprised by this—how could Xian Junyu's in-one-ear-out-the-other act possibly fool him?

With a slight calculation, he knew exactly what that fellow was up to.

"Master, this disciple will take his leave as well!"

Xian Junyu clasped his hands in salute and prepared to leave his Master's Daoist Sanctuary.

But just then, Tongtian dropped a cold remark.

"It seems three hundred years have served the Jade Clarity Artifact Forging Technique quite well, haven't they?"

At these words, Xian Junyu froze. So his little trick had been caught by his Saint Master again. He looked up to see Tongtian watching him with a half-smile.

A sly smile. A treacherous smile. A knife hidden behind a grin...

It's over, it's over. This time I'm dead for sure!

To be comprehending someone else's artifact forging technique right in front of his Master's sermon—his Master would surely think that, in this disciple's eyes, his sermon wasn't worth as much as another's forging art.

"Er... what forging technique? Master, what are you talking about? This disciple doesn't understand..."

Xian Junyu asked with a puzzled expression.

For now, to avoid a beating, he could only thicken his face and play dumb. In a situation like this, you never admit it, no matter what.

Whoever admits it is an idiot!

"Heh. Don't understand, or pretending not to?"

"Xian Junyu, Xian Junyu, your master truly underestimated you. To lie without a flush or a flutter—that's no small feat!"

Tongtian still wore that same half-smile.

If you find this book enjoyable, to avoid losing it next time, please remember to bookmark it.