Transformation VI

"You rascal." After his apprentice finished taking the medicine, Yue Dewen's face twisted. He pointed at him, wanting to curse, but he dared not say anything more.

He was afraid of provoking the kid to attack him again.

He paced back and forth several times with his hands behind his back.

"Alright! You want to live in seclusion? I'll grant your wish! Choose a place now, and I'll arrange everything for you. You can live in seclusion for as long as you like, but you have to promise that you will never have any more dealings with the Reverse Time Society."

"I'll try my best," Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"Try your best!!? You traitor! You'll drive me to my death sooner or later!" Yue Dewen Great Way.

Despite all his calculations, he never expected his apprentice to throw a tantrum and act out.

Is there anyone in this world who doesn't want to Worship God? Especially one with the chance to become Spirit General just by Worship God.

It seems this guy is still too young and impulsive.

"It's good for you to rest. You're young, and you always think you can do anything. But you don't realize that the best path in this world is the one arranged by your elders."

Yue Dewen tried his best to suppress his anger, because he was startled by Zhang Rongfang's actions and dared not provoke his apprentice any further.

Worship God requires willingness to become Spirit General; otherwise, one is merely a puppet. If this kid's mind isn't corrected, there will be serious trouble later.

It's good to go into seclusion; let's find an opportunity to properly correct his brain.

"Thank you for your help, Master!" Zhang Rongfang pulled his hand out of his heart, drawing out another pool of blood.

"You better watch out! You want to die quickly, huh?!" Yue Dewen slapped Zhang Rongfang on the forehead in anger. He quickly took out a needle and thread and stitched up the wound with catgut.

"You're so Lao Yue and you want to live in seclusion? I've lived for over a hundred years and I've never seen anyone like you!"

"I simply feel that I am still young and have many things I want to do. I don't want to make a decision so early," Zhang Rongfang. "Besides, I also possess the secret to restraining the worship of Worship God, if..."

"Restraint in Worship God? With your pathetic skills, you call that restraint? You think killing a few Spirit Vein is restraint?" Yue Dewen's anger surged again.

"Old Daoist priest, I painstakingly paved the way for you, and all you had to do was offer a prayer to reap the rewards! And now, you give me this message saying you want to go into seclusion?!"

"Seclusion!!? Are you ninety-eight or am I ninety-eight?!

"No, I'm already a hundred years old! You brat, you never even come to your master's birthday celebration! You're a complete traitor!!"

Yue Dewen slapped Zhang Rongfang on the forehead again.

"I wasn't even planning on going into seclusion, and you're already thinking of running away! That Zhang Qingzhi kid is infuriating, but I didn't expect you to be even more infuriating than him! He's just too useless to get back on his feet, and you're deliberately trying to be useless!! You two!"

Yue Dewen grew angrier the more he thought about it. "Utterly despicable!"

In conclusion, his face began to turn pale again.

"You secretly practiced martial arts, and now you're almost a grandmaster without telling your only master! Are you trying to drive me crazy!?"

"I thought you didn't care about being a grandmaster," Zhang Rongfang, his face stiffening slightly as he tried to justify himself.

". you.!"

This is truly like using brine to curdle tofu—everything has its counter! Yue Dewen felt that this old saying was a profound truth.

His Lao Yue all his life, but in his old age, a brat who's always infuriating him still appears.

How obedient she was when she first entered the palace! She called her master "Master" all the time, and she was both obedient and talented.

It was all an illusion! Now that I see him, he's just a troublemaker! Taking a deep breath, Yue Dewen looked at his apprentice, his heart filled with anger, but he could only suppress it.

He knew very well that this kid was just going through a rebellious phase. Many people think they are the Number One Under Heaven and have unparalleled talent when they are young. Wasn't he the same back then? He became a grandmaster at a young age and thought he had a chance to climb to the level of Imperial Tutor.

As a result, he was stuck in the later stages of his cultivation for many years, and his arrogance was gradually worn away.

Only then did I slowly realize that the path of cultivation was by no means as easy as it seemed before.

The paths taken in the early stages were all traceable.

But once you reach the Grandmaster level, you have to rely on yourself for everything.

There's no master to guide you; they can only give you a general idea of the direction. That's all.

"Everything you think you see is actually something you don't understand at all. Because many things can't be said. You can only experience them." Yue Dewen made one last attempt to struggle.

"Master, please don't try to persuade me. I'm still young. Heaven has given me such talent not so that I might waste my time or live a lowly life, but so that I might create my own unique path!" Zhang Rongfang solemnly and resolutely.

"You really are my good apprentice." Yue Dewen wanted to curse, but he was afraid of further provoking the kid, so he could only hold back.

"What kind of path do you want to create?" he asked cautiously.

"Naturally, it is a unique path that does not rely on any external objects!" Zhang Rongfang.

"Could you explain it to me in detail?" Yue Dewen asked.

"Of course." Zhang Rongfang's heart stirred.

Immediately, he began to carefully explain his understanding of Daoist principles to Yue Dewen.

One accumulates Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and spirit through Civilian Skill, and then uses a special condensation method to form the Three Flowers.

This route sounds great in theory, and it should work.

Yue Dewen immediately understood that it was possible, but the requirements were too high.

Moreover, the condensation of Essence, Qi, and Spirit, and spirit into Blood Lotus will inevitably interfere with the ritual process of worshipping the Worship God.

Furthermore, he didn't think any Blood Lotus could be stronger than Spirit General.

"Heaven and Earth, what you said makes a lot of sense." After listening, Yue Dewen nodded repeatedly, his expression returning to its gentle and amiable state.

"However, while your Blood Lotus State is powerful, I'll ask you one question: Is it comparable to Spirit General?"

"..." Zhang Rongfang opened his mouth, but his voice, which had been flowing endlessly, suddenly stopped.

He thought about it carefully and then fell silent.

"You only need to meet the requirements in Civilian Skill, then Worship God to become Spirit General, and then step into absolute immortality. Do you know why the status of Spirit General is so special?" Yue Dewen asked again.

"This disciple does not know." Zhang Rongfang had long wanted to know the secrets of the higher levels, and now that Yue Dewen was finally willing to explain, he was naturally more than happy to do so.

"That's because... Spirit General are unkillable," Yue Dewen said solemnly. "Even if I were to kill the lowest-ranking Spirit General, I could kill him in a short time, but before long, he would emerge from his Worship God and reshape everything."

And this revival can continue forever as long as the religion has believers. The Spirit General, in essence, are bound to gods and Gods and Buddhas, and cannot be killed."

"Isn't there a way to deal with them?" Zhang Rongfang asked after a moment of silence.

"Yes, as long as you completely destroy their religion, it will be the same as solving the problem. The origin of the Spirit General lies in the Gods and Buddhas, and the foundation of the Gods and Buddhas lies in the believers. Without believers, they will all be forgotten, forever slumbering in the Abyss of Oblivion, unable to extricate themselves, until they are completely wiped out," Yue Dewen replied.

These words unconsciously reminded Zhang Rongfang of the half- Remnant Spirit General that Di Jiang had taken him to see before.

He seemed to remain forever asleep in a narrow little place, forgotten and unworshipped. The Gods and Buddhas were forgotten, and he too had completely lost any possibility of awakening.

"It seems you may have encountered some difficulties. That's the advantage of being out there—you gain experience. However, the situation outside is too dangerous right now. Your master has many enemies, most of whom have ulterior motives. If you still want to stay out there and don't want to go back, then you must be fully prepared."

Instead of launching a large-scale attack on all enemies as we are doing now.

"What does Master mean?" Zhang Rongfang understood the deeper meaning behind it.

"It's very simple. Since you haven't figured it out yet, I'll give you ten years. Think it over carefully. During these ten years, no matter what you encounter, you can only rely on yourself. I will only lend you a hand at the most crucial moment. Are you willing?" Yue Dewen said.

Why not?

"Then it's settled."

"It's settled! But Master, what if I really forge my own path? What will you do then?" Zhang Rongfang suddenly asked.

"Really stepping out? Hehehe," Yue Dewen laughed, "I'll hand over my position to you, fully support you, and let you do whatever you want! I'm resigning as Grand Master! Is that alright?"

For a mortal to surpass Spirit General is simply a pipe dream.

Yue Dewen had seen many unparalleled geniuses and Great Grandmaster, all of whom attempted to break free from the Worship God by relying on their own strength, their own talents, and everything else.

The Imperial Tutor initially collaborated with the Heavenly Artisan in an attempt to forge a path in weaponry, but ultimately failed.

The Holy Emperor, relying on his talent, attempted to forge a different path in martial arts.

Then he disappeared, leaving behind the Extreme Realm System, which created a bunch of lunatics.

Now, don't be fooled by the various things the Reverse Time Society does; it's just a minor ailment, not worth mentioning.

It has no effect on the Spirit General.

Immediately, the master and disciple carefully discussed and agreed that if Zhang Rongfang could truly defeat the Spirit General on his own in ten years, the position of the Great Dao Sect Grand Master would be given to him, and his Lao Yue would also change his mind and follow him on the so-called path of forming the Three Flowers.

Having confirmed the matter, Yue Dewen hesitated repeatedly but still did not take any further action. Instead, he stood up and waited until Zhang Rongfang's injuries stabilized before letting out a long sigh and turning to leave.

He has so many other things to do, and it's already a huge strain on him to be able to come here even when he has a spare moment.

Many things and many people will cause trouble as soon as they are not around.

"Master, please wait a moment!"

Seeing that Yue Dewen was about to leave again, Zhang Rongfang stood up and hurriedly called out.

"What? You've come to your senses? You want to come back with me to Worship God?!" A glimmer of hope flashed in Yue Dewen's eyes.

"Uh, no, I just wanted to ask you for one last favor," Zhang Rongfang replied with a dry laugh.

"What kind of help?"

"Let me feel it again, how did you do that move just now?" Zhang Rongfang said earnestly.

"That move just now?" Yue Dewen narrowed his eyes, slightly taken aback.

Immediately, he seemed to understand what his apprentice wanted to do, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Then are you ready?"

In the Snow Forest, the sky in the distance was gradually turning a pale white.

Unbeknownst to them, the two master and apprentice had spent the entire night chatting in the Snow Forest.

"Ready!" Zhang Rongfang nodded seriously.

"Alright then."

Yue Dewen raised his right arm, and a faint Silver Light shone from the tip of his index finger.