Qinghuan King and Beiming Kingdom Lord

Yu Duan had naturally heard of the reputation of Qinghuan King.

Among the immortal gods within Beiming Sacred Land, the only immortals Yu Duan truly knew were the few who had taught his classes.

However, he had heard the names of many powerhouses, and the most famous among them was naturally the person in charge of Beiming Sacred Land, the strongest subordinate of the Beiming Kingdom Lord, and the number one immortal of the Beiming Great Star Sector: Qinghuan King.

Yet, Yu Duan truly had not expected this super-immortal to be a refined and elegant middle-aged man; he had handsome features and a build that, while not imposing, gave one the immediate impression of being as steady as a mountain.

Qinghuan King smiled and spoke, "Little one, you must be curious as to why I've come to see you?"

Yu Duan had his guesses, but he bowed respectfully once more and said, "Please enlighten me, my lord."

"Hahaha..."

Qinghuan King let out a hearty laugh and said, "Little one, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

So he really had come to take him as a disciple!

Yu Duan did not hesitate in the slightest; he dropped to his knees with a thud and said, "Teacher is here, please accept your disciple's respects!"

"Good, good, good. From today on, you are my youngest disciple, and also the only one who has yet to become an immortal."

Qinghuan King raised his hand slightly, and an invisible, gentle force lifted Yu Duan to his feet.

As an extremely ancient immortal god, Qinghuan King had not taken on a disciple in a long time; all of his living disciples had long since become immortal gods.

"It is my honor to be under your tutelage, Teacher," Yu Duan said quickly.

Qinghuan King was clearly in a very good mood, patting Yu Duan on the shoulder: "You child, you are just too humble."

To be honest, Yu Duan's talent was quite good.

Although his attainments in the laws were not high, if one looked solely at his speed of progress, it was no weaker—and perhaps even stronger—than Qinghuan King's own youth.

However, for a little guy who had just stepped into the threshold of the laws, no matter how good his talent was, it was difficult to catch the eye of an ancient existence.

The reason was simple: the uncertainty was too great.

That was why Qinghuan King had been observing Yu Duan for the past two years; to be able to cross the threshold of the origin laws in just a few short years despite having a low-level bloodline with practically no inherent law talent was a truly astonishing level of comprehension.

The reason Yu Duan truly moved Qinghuan King was not just his talent, but his humble demeanor and his character, which never grew arrogant or slack.

Character, willpower, and comprehension were the important factors that ancient existences like Qinghuan King valued when taking on disciples. As for law talent, it was actually the easiest thing to improve, provided one had the money and resources.

Of course, there was another reason: Yu Duan was cultivating and comprehending the light laws.

The laws that Qinghuan King himself primarily cultivated were also the two major laws of 'light and time'.

"Come, I will take you to pay your respects to the Kingdom Lord. Remember to be sweet-tongued and call him Martial Uncle," Qinghuan King looked at Yu Duan and smiled.

"Martial... Martial Uncle?"

Yu Duan was stunned. Qinghuan King and the Beiming Kingdom Lord were actually martial brothers!?

But soon, Yu Duan realized he had guessed wrong.

Before long, they arrived at the towering ice-blue palace in the center of the Beiming Sea.

The entire hall was carved from a strange, ice-blue substance that resembled glass, with silver-blue secret patterns surging across it.

Those secret patterns emitted a faint radiance, illuminating the entire palace in a brilliant glow.

In the deepest part of the palace sat a throne about ten kilometers wide, surrounded by a layer of hazy ice mist.

Through that layer of hazy white mist, one could vaguely see a towering figure in a snow-white robe. His features were unclear, but one could faintly discern a pair of eyes as brilliant as miniature stars.

"Big Brother, this is Yu Duan, the little disciple I just took on!"

After Qinghuan King brought Yu Duan into the palace, he didn't bow at all; he simply patted Yu Duan on the shoulder and introduced him to the Beiming Kingdom Lord with a smile.

The way his teacher addressed the lord set off a storm in Yu Duan's heart.

However, Yu Duan showed nothing on his face; he knelt on the ground with a look of reverence and said loudly, "Martial Nephew Yu Duan pays his respects to Martial Uncle!"

"Tsk, every time you take on a disciple, you drag them over here to ask me for a greeting gift. You really have no shame."

A neutral voice rang out from within the swirling mist, the tone filled with disdain.

As he spoke, the ice mist naturally dissipated, revealing a peerless figure dressed in snow-white robes, with features so handsome they were almost bewitching, making it difficult to distinguish his gender.

As the Beiming Kingdom Lord revealed his true appearance, it was obvious that he and Qinghuan King were from the same race.

It was just unclear whether the Beiming Kingdom Lord and Qinghuan King were biological brothers or had a relationship similar to the three brothers of Earth.

Qinghuan King shed his refined demeanor and laughed heartily: "What are you saying, Big Brother? I have no intention of asking for a greeting gift. Besides, the little guy has already called you Martial Uncle, so Big Brother can decide for himself."

"In front of a junior... have some shame."

The Beiming Kingdom Lord glared at Qinghuan King with disdain, then looked at Yu Duan, a fairly amiable smile appearing on his face.

"Good child, you have just crossed the threshold of the laws. As your elder, I shall gift you a treasure to help you quickly comprehend the laws."

The Beiming Kingdom Lord spoke in the tone of someone coaxing a child, and as he spoke, he flipped his right hand, and a brilliant ball of light appeared directly in his palm.

Inside that brilliant radiance was a strange sphere.

To be precise, it was an eyeball.

The entire object resembled mutton-fat jade, covered in dense, complex white and silver law secret patterns. It was about two meters in diameter, radiating circles of light with the texture of liquid mercury.

The moment this miraculous eye was brought out, an endlessly dense aura of the origin laws of light and time began to diffuse outward.

"This is the eye of a special life form at the World Master level that I killed in my early years. It will be of no small help to your comprehension of the origin laws of light and time."

Seeing the treasure brought out by the Beiming Kingdom Lord, a look of satisfaction appeared on the face of Qinghuan King, and he hurriedly patted Yu Duan on the shoulder: "Hurry up and thank him."

"Many thanks to Martial Uncle for the gift!"

Yu Duan hurriedly bowed and spoke his thanks aloud, his voice filled with an endless stream of reverence for his Martial Uncle!

The Beiming Kingdom Lord nodded slightly: "Cultivate hard, and do not let your teacher down."

With that said, the dispersing ice mist gathered once more, shrouding the figure of this universe venerable again.

Seeing this, Qinghuan King laughed and said: "Haha, I won't disturb you any further, big brother."

After leaving the Central Divine Palace, Qinghuan King patted the top of Yu Duan's head: "The treasure your Martial Uncle gave you is valuable enough to drive the vast majority of immortal spirits mad, so do not let others know about it. Also, pack your things and move to my palace."

"Yes, Teacher."

Qinghuan King nodded: "Once you have finished packing, I will take you to the Virtual Universe to meet your senior brother and senior sister."

Yu Duan nodded repeatedly.

In reality, he did not have much to pack, but Qinghuan King still dispatched two World Master level powerhouses to follow Yu Duan to see if there was anything he needed help with.

Qinghuan King's residence was located on a large, independent island. Across the entire island, there was only a sprawling complex of palaces.

"Does Your Highness wish to choose a vacant palace as your residence, or do you intend to build a new one independently?"

Beside Yu Duan, a World Master level powerhouse with steel wings on his back bowed slightly, asking with a respectful expression.

Under normal circumstances, a Star Level core student would not be qualified to receive a bow from a World Master level powerhouse.

However, as a disciple of Qinghuan King, Yu Duan was an exception.

As a super-existence among king-level immortals and a master of illusions, Qinghuan King held a truly transcendent status.