The "White Crane" at My Lips Flew Away

In the vast expanse of the sky, the white Tai Xu Shui Yun He flapped its wings with all its might, soaring high, its form cutting through the heavens.

Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged glances, catching a hint of doubt deep within each other's eyes.

"Damn it, we've been tricked by this slippery little white crane!"

However, in an instant, a profound and mysterious aura, as if transcending the mortal world, drifted closer, causing them to instantly cast their doubts aside.

"Could it really be this kid's master?"

Zhunti murmured softly, a trace of uncertainty in his voice. But he wasn't willing to give up; how could the white crane that was within his grasp just fly away like this?

Then, an old man appeared as if stepping on clouds from the edge of the horizon. A delicate pagoda crowned his head, from which countless auspicious rays of light poured down, and the clouds beneath his feet were illuminated with a dazzling, magnificent glow.

The old man slowly hovered in front of Shi Yu, a smile on his face. He looked down at Zhunti and Jieyin and said in a calm yet irrefutable tone, "This person has an inseparable connection with me. You two should depart."

Zhunti and Jieyin's expressions shifted, their moods uncertain. They secretly thought: This line sounds so familiar, as if it should have come from their own mouths.

"I am Taiqing from Kunlun Mountain. If you two Daoist friends insist on not giving up, then let us discuss the Dao right here."

"Let's see whose reasoning is more convincing!"

The old man's words were filled with authority and an undeniable, powerful presence.

The two understood that the person before them was formidable. After weighing their options, they truly did not wish to bring trouble upon themselves. After all, once a fight began, the outcome would be uncertain. If they were to lose... then so be it.

"Brother, forget it. There's no hope for our precious disciple."

Jieyin gave a helpless wry smile, his face filled with dejection. He walked away with Zhunti, looking back every three steps.

Ultimately, they left, unwilling but helpless, because the opponent's strength was immense. The Sanqing were united, and they, two against three, had no chance of victory.

Seeing the two depart, Shi Yu quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He then turned to Taiqing and said respectfully, "Thank you, Senior, for your righteous rescue."

Taiqing's lips curved upwards into a gentle smile. "It's nothing. I came here as if riding a seven-colored auspicious cloud. Since you and I have a fated connection, we should naturally form a master-disciple bond."

With that, Taiqing looked at Shi Yu with gentle eyes and asked, "Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yu was overjoyed. He quickly knelt on both knees and kowtowed, "Greetings, Master!"

Seeing this, Taiqing nodded with satisfaction. "From this day forward, you are a disciple under my Kunlun Mountain."

"Master, I have a presumptuous request. I hope Master will grant it..."

Shi Yu slightly raised his head, looking at his master with a hint of shyness. It was indeed a bit abrupt to ask for something right after becoming a disciple.

"Hahahaha, speak freely. If my disciple has a request, as your master, I will naturally do my utmost to help, without reservation!"

Taiqing waved his hand magnanimously, displaying the generosity and demeanor of a master. He also felt that as a master, one must show off a little in front of their disciple to truly embody the role.

"Disciple wishes to ask Master to help me refine Mount Fangzhang. This is disciple's lair, and disciple is naturally attached to old places..."

In reality, Shi Yu was secretly calculating. Such a rare Blessed Land, it would be too much of a waste to leave it here. Since it now belonged to him, why not pack it up and take it with him...

If it were left here, Zhunti and Jieyin would definitely come back to pack it up.

"This is a trivial matter. Watch my methods!"

Taiqing lightly waved his sleeve. In an instant, the majestic and enormous immortal mountain shrank to the size of a palm, flying towards Shi Yu like a stream of light.

"Master is truly powerful and divine! Disciple is immensely grateful!"

Shi Yu took the immortal mountain, thanked his master sincerely, and then leisurely returned to Kunlun Mountain with Taiqing.

Meanwhile, Zhunti and Jieyin, who had not yet gone far, witnessed Shi Yu's actions and sighed in unison:

"Such talent, yet unable to join our West. Truly a regret! What a pity, to lose a disciple who suited us so well~~"

Their words were filled with regret, but even more so with heartache and disappointment.

Watching the "immortal crane" that was almost within their grasp fly away, their hearts felt as if they were being cut by sharp blades, the pain unbearable.

Especially this act of cherishing heavenly materials and earthly treasures, which was exactly the same as their own brotherly behavior, how could it not evoke deep emotion?

When heaven and earth first opened, all things were formless and unknowing. Yin Yang was established, and the celestial bodies began in the northern wilderness, while the terrain originated from the Kunlun void.

At the summit of Kunlun Mountain, immortal energy swirled, and cloud shadows lingered, appearing dreamlike and illusory. Yet, purple qi came from the east, filling the air with auspiciousness.

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Mountains and rivers stretched for tens of thousands of miles, with spiritual springs and immortal plants covering them. Spiritual beasts and immortal cranes often appeared, making it seem like a secluded immortal realm.

At that moment, a crane's cry pierced the sky. The Tai Xu Shui Yun He carried an old Daoist, cutting through the wind and clouds.

It was Taiqing, Shi Yu's newly accepted master, flying gracefully towards a valley in Kunlun Mountain.

The old man with immortal bearing and the immortal energy-filled immortal crane complemented each other, like immortals descending into the world from a painting.

"Master, have we arrived? Kunlun Mountain is so vast, where is our Daoist sanctuary?" Shi Yu asked with great curiosity.

Taiqing smiled and gently patted the crane's back, signaling it to descend. "Don't worry, disciple. That thatched hut over there is the sanctuary of my second and third brothers and myself."

A simple thatched courtyard came into view. Who would have thought that this was the residence of the Sanqing before they separated, which seemed incongruous with their noble status.

"Alright, Master, please hold on tight. Disciple will now descend."

Shi Yu, eager to leave a good impression on his master, vigorously flapped his crane wings, instantly ascending to an altitude of ten thousand feet. Then, he suddenly slowed down, swaying left and right, drifting down into the courtyard like a light fallen leaf.

He performed a standard falling leaf maneuver, aiming to make a good impression on his master.

"Master, we're home! Hurry down, don't keep riding on my back. If you enjoy flying, I'll take you out for strolls more often in the future."

Taiqing slowly dismounted the crane, leaning on a celestial tree to catch his breath for a while.

"My disciple, your master's old bones are getting weak..."

"Don't do these flashy things anymore. Find me a mount when you have time."

"I think a green ox or something would be good, solid and honest, more suited for your master!"

At this moment, two figures emerged from the thatched huts on either side of the courtyard. They were Yuqing Yuanshi and Shangqing Tongtian.

Taiqing smiled, "Second Brother, Third Brother, this is the disciple I took in during my travels. He is a transformed Tai Xu Shui Yun He, a primordial spirit with excellent roots and aptitude."

Tongtian, however, focused on a different matter, "A mount? Eldest Brother, ask him to find one for me too, it's a simple matter!"

Tongtian was dressed in black, his black hair tied up with a jade hairpin, a few strands of hair falling onto his forehead, exuding a heroic aura. A green sash cinched his waist, and he wore a long sword, though it was not his Dao-proving spiritual treasure, the Qingping Sword.

Yuanshi Tianzun saw this and feigned a scolding, "Third Brother, how can you ask your grand-nephew for things right after meeting him? What kind of conduct is that?"

Yuanshi wore a white Daoist robe, his hair neat, and his eyes deep and wise.

Yuanshi then turned to Shi Yu and said, "Grand-nephew, you are the Eldest Brother's first disciple, and also the first disciple under the Sanqing. This is a meeting gift, accept it."

With a wave of his hand, a jade bottle flew before Shi Yu. "This contains Three Lights Divine Water, a meeting gift from your Second Martial Uncle!"

Shi Yu's face showed difficulty, and he quickly declined, "Thank you, Martial Uncle, for the treasure. This is too precious, I dare not accept it."

His respectful demeanor greatly pleased Yuanshi, who nodded repeatedly. This kid is good, so polite!

Tongtian chuckled from the side, "Eldest Grand-nephew, there's no need to be polite. Second Brother has plenty of this Three Lights Divine Water in his Eight Treasures Glazed Bottle, this is nothing. Just accept it."

With that, Tongtian snatched the jade bottle and forced it into Shi Yu's hands. He also instructed Shi Yu to keep it safe.

Shi Yu was filled with joy and relief, secretly thinking, Fortunately, I didn't follow those two from the West, otherwise I might still be wandering aimlessly, or perhaps 'making connections' everywhere.

Yuanshi Tianzun said proudly, "What your Martial Uncle gives you is yours. Keep it. Tongtian, aren't you going to give your grand-nephew something?"

Tongtian awkwardly scratched his head, "Second Brother knows, I'm the poorest. I only have a Purple Lightning Hammer that's presentable. My grand-nephew is so refined, I can't possibly let him use a hammer, can I?"

At this time, Hongjun was still summoning allies to prepare for a group battle against Luohu. The Sanqing had not yet traveled the Primordial World or paid homage to Hongjun, so having few spiritual treasures was normal. Lingbao Tianzun was also not wealthy at the moment and had not yet ascended to become "Lingbao" Tianzun.

Tongtian pondered for a moment, "Eldest Grand-nephew, Martial Uncle offers you two choices. One is the peak-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Purple Lightning Hammer," he said, a hint of reluctance showing on his face, "or the other is that Martial Uncle will help you with one matter in the future."

Shi Yu did not hesitate, understanding in his heart that a Saint's promise was as heavy as Mount Buzhou, how could it be compared to a spiritual treasure?

Furthermore, he already possessed the Cloud Void Water Fan, which was no less inferior to the Purple Lightning Hammer. Besides, wielding a hammer was not something he desired.

"Thank you for your kindness, Martial Uncle. The bond between us is more precious than any spiritual treasure."

Also, I'm this handsome, swinging a giant hammer? That's absolutely impossible, it would be an insult to my scholarly demeanor.

Just imagining himself in a duel in the future, Shi Yu suddenly pulling out a massive Purple Lightning Hammer – the scene was too beautiful to contemplate.

Tongtian burst into laughter, "Good lad, you have good judgment! Since you've chosen this, come find Martial Uncle if you ever need anything."

Yuanshi and Taiqing also nodded in approval. How could there be such an understanding Eldest Grand-nephew in the Primordial World!

From then on, Shi Yu officially became the first disciple of the Sanqing, and a small thatched hut was added to the courtyard.