Chaos Takes a Disciple

Qian Yu stared at those six characters, a flicker of wild joy flashing in his eyes.

Chaos City Lord!

Was he finally about to make a decision?

He rose to his feet, his gaze fixed toward the direction of the City Lord's residence.

"Let's go."

Without a moment's hesitation, his form flickered and vanished directly from his cultivation dwelling.

Chaos City, City Lord's Residence.

Qian Yu stood before that ancient and imposing mansion gate, taking a deep breath.

Over the years, he had come to the City Lord's Residence more than a dozen times, passing through here every time he comprehended the Chaos Stele.

But this time, the purpose was completely different.

He lifted his foot and stepped through the gate.

Crossing the broad corridors of the outer residence, he navigated familiar paths with practiced ease. But soon, he came to a halt.

Ahead lay an even more forbidding structure—the inner residence.

At the gate stood two armored guards.

Their bodies radiated a chilling aura, a pressure far surpassing that of ordinary Immortals.

"Halt!"

One guard lowered his long spear, glaring coldly at Qian Yu.

Faint lightning flickered in his eyes, his voice low and stern.

"This is the inner residence—outsiders are not permitted to enter without authorization."

Qian Yu stopped and bowed respectfully.

"I am Qian Yu, here specifically to pay respects to the City Lord."

The Thunder Guard looked him up and down, a faint smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you think the City Lord is someone you can just see whenever you please?"

His tone carried a hint of arrogance.

As the gatekeeper of the Chaos City Lord's residence, he had seen countless experts seeking an audience with the City Lord, many of them even at the Venerable Level. And this mere Realm Lord—what right did he have?

Qian Yu smiled faintly, his expression calm.

"Please trouble yourself to announce me. I have indeed come on the City Lord's orders."

The Thunder Guard paused for a moment.

On the City Lord's orders?

He studied Qian Yu, muttering inwardly. Without the Chaos City Lord's command, how could a mere Realm Lord dare to come running to the inner residence?

"Wait here."

He turned and walked into the inner residence.

A moment later, he emerged, the coldness on his face completely gone, replaced by a barely concealed surprise.

"You're Qian Yu?"

Qian Yu nodded.

"Go on in."

The Thunder Guard stepped aside, his tone becoming much more courteous.

"The Guiyi Venerable is waiting for you inside."

Qian Yu's heart stirred.

Guiyi Venerable.

He naturally knew that name.

In the original story, the Chaos City Lord's third disciple, a being at the Venerable Level, always served at the City Lord's side, handling reception and relaying messages.

He hadn't expected that today, it would be him receiving him.

"Thank you."

Qian Yu nodded slightly and strode into the inner residence.

Behind him, the group of Immortal guards exchanged whispered discussions through telepathy.

A Realm Lord able to enter the inner residence of the City Lord's mansion—that was something that happened once in a hundred million years.

Deep within the inner residence.

Walking along the broad corridor, Qian Yu soon arrived at a plaza paved with chaotic rock.

Standing in the center of the plaza was a bald man clad in a fiery red battle robe.

A faint smile graced his face, and his entire being radiated an immense tranquility.

The moment Qian Yu's gaze fell upon him, he involuntarily felt his heart calm, as if merging into the vast starry cosmos.

An Universe Venerable.

And undoubtedly a powerhouse among Venerables.

Qian Yu stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Qian Yu pays respects to Guiyi Venerable."

The bald man looked at him and smiled faintly.

That smile seemed to possess a power that touched the soul, making one involuntarily feel goodwill.

"You know me?"

Qian Yu's expression remained unchanged as he replied respectfully.

"I just learned of you."

Guiyi Venerable chuckled and asked no further. He turned and walked deeper into the inner mansion.

"Come with me. Teacher is waiting for you."

Qian Yu quickly followed.

The two walked one after the other through the quiet corridor.

Guiyi Venerable said nothing, and Qian Yu asked nothing, simply following in silence.

Soon, they arrived before a secluded courtyard.

At the entrance stood a stone tablet, inscribed with three ancient characters.

"Chaos Ruins."

"Teacher is inside."

Guiyi Venerable said, stopping and gesturing for Qian Yu to enter alone.

Qian Yu took a deep breath and stepped into the courtyard.

The moment he stepped into the courtyard, Qian Yu felt the world shift around him.

He had been in the inner mansion of the City Lord's residence, but in an instant, he entered a vast, desolate world.

On the endless land, enormous corpses lay everywhere.

Some corpses were as massive as planets, others smaller than humans, but each one exuded a terrifying aura that made the heart tremble.

The air was thick with a faint scent of blood and endless fluctuations of laws.

This was a battlefield ruin.

The remains of a terrifying peak battle.

Qian Yu walked across the boundless, desolate land.

With every step, he could feel the ancient, weathered aura beneath his feet.

Suddenly, he stopped.

Not far ahead stood a burly man about three meters tall.

He wore an incredibly complex, ancient dark-red battle armor and combat boots, with a scaly tail extending from beneath his battle skirt.

Two fiery red horns grew from his forehead, and strange secret patterns covered his face, giving him a fierce appearance.

What he saw was not just a man.

But a law.

A grand, majestic cosmic law!

The feeling was like the shock he felt when he first saw the Chaos Stele, but a thousand times stronger!

His soul trembled, his consciousness submitted, and he couldn't even muster a single thought of resistance!

This was Chaos City Lord.

This was the being standing at the very peak of the human race!

"Qian Yu."

A very ordinary voice sounded.

That voice seemed to pierce through Qian Yu's soul, pulling him back from that overwhelming shock.

He snapped awake.

"Qian Yu pays respects to the City Lord!"

Chaos City Lord turned around and looked at him.

Those eyes were as calm as still water, yet as vast as the starry sky, involuntarily making one feel at peace.

"You've performed quite well."

Chaos City Lord spoke, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable authority.

"A hundred years ago, when you first arrived in Chaos City, you could only reach the tenth floor of the Heavenly Bridge. A hundred years later, you've reached the fifteenth floor. Your progress is swift."

Qian Yu listened respectfully, not daring to speak.

"You must have encountered some special opportunity."

"Yes."

Chaos City Lord nodded, not pressing further.

At his level, treasures and opportunities were long beneath his notice. What he cared about was the future of the human race.

He looked at Qian Yu, silent for a moment.

"Your talent, your opportunity, your temperament—all are sufficient."

"Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Qian Yu's head shot up, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Accepted directly as a disciple?

Not a nominal disciple, not observed for millennia—but directly becoming a disciple of Chaos City Lord?

He suppressed the wild joy in his heart and solemnly knelt prostrate.

"Your disciple is willing!"

Chaos City Lord nodded slightly, a trace of satisfaction flickering in his eyes.

"Very well."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze falling on Qian Yu, a look that seemed to pierce through everything, reaching the depths of Qian Yu's soul.

"From this moment on, you are the thirty-second personal disciple under my command."

Qian Yu knelt solemnly, his forehead touching the ground.

"Your disciple pays respects to Master!"