Heart Sect's Second Disciple

Just before Yang Tianyou's knees were about to touch the ground, a gentle force held him up.

"There is no need for this, Layman Yang." Li Shou lifted his hand slightly, and Yang Tianyou straightened up despite himself.

"To meet is to share fate. Moreover, the Literary Dao within you and the lineage of my Heart Sect have a few points in common."

Li Shou looked at Yang Tianyou, a faint, almost imperceptible smile in his eyes.

"In that case, you may enter my tutelage and become a nominal disciple."

Yang Tianyou was wildly overjoyed, no longer caring whether it was nominal or personal transmission. He bowed his head and paid respects at once.

"Disciple Yang Tianyou greets Shizun!"

The moment the word "disciple" left his mouth, in the unseen, a thread of karma linked the two of them together.

Li Shou calmly accepted his bow, then turned toward Immortal Yunhua, who was still somewhat stunned, and said warmly, "My elder brother is Taiqing Laozi. Since you are under Laojun, in terms of seniority, you may call me Martial Uncle."

Yunhua: "Huh?"

Taiqing Laozi?

This man was her martial uncle!

Yang Tianyou tugged at his wife's sleeve and whispered, "Hurry and greet Martial Uncle!"

Only then did Yunhua wake as if from a dream. She quickly gathered her robes and saluted. "Disciple Yunhua greets Martial Uncle."

"No need for such courtesy." Li Shou nodded slightly.

Yang Tianyou put on a fawning smile and ventured, "Um... Shizun, this disciple has a presumptuous request."

"Speak."

"Could this disciple cultivate while living at home?"

Yang Tianyou pointed at Yunhua beside him, and then at the bamboo house that had just been built.

"Disciple's resolve in the Dao is not firm. I truly cannot bear to part with my lovely wife, nor can I