Tongtian's Journey to Taking on Disciples

Tongtian stood stunned at the entrance of Wuzhuang Temple, utterly shocked. This Tai Yi he had expected.

Did this woman think he had only recently transformed into human form?

Stiff movements?

The limbs look like they just grew back?

This cannot be blamed on Tongtian, who was not well-versed in this art. If it were Yuanshi instead, given his level of pretentiousness, he would naturally not be looked down upon.

"Ahem... I Tongtian. You are destined to be with me. Would you be willing to join my Interception Sect?"

Tongtian didn't bother arguing with the Three Xiao Sisters, but instead directly revealed his identity and explained his purpose.

There are other destined disciples waiting.

There's no need to waste too much time.

"Tongtian?"

Three Xiao Sisters's expression froze for a moment, and after a brief moment of confusion, her jade-like face revealed a look of horror.

This strange-looking Daoist priest is actually Saint Tongtian, one of the Three Pure Ones?

Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, Bixiao exchanged a silent glance.

"Sage actually came to their door wanting to take them as disciples?"

Their first reaction wasn't surprise, but suspicion.

It all happened so suddenly.

Logically speaking, they're not exceptionally talented; why would Sage personally come to accept them as disciples?

There's something fishy going on here!

If it were the Three Xiao Sisters of the past, they would naturally be overjoyed to be accepted as disciples by Sage. But in this day and age, they help Ling Xiao manage the Three Immortal Islands, have food and drink, and are even neighbors with Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun.

With their guidance, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds.

The Three Xiao Sisters couldn't fathom why they should become Tongtian's disciples. Most importantly, they were well aware of the feud between the Three Pure Ones and the Three Crows.

If I were to become Tongtian's disciple, wouldn't we end up as enemies?

Tongtian looked at the stunned Three Xiao Sisters and couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed they were taken aback by the enormous surprise.

He could understand this; any living being accepted as a disciple by Sage would probably feel the same way.

Give them some time to process things.

Soon, Yun Xiao, Qiong Xiao, Bixiao came to their senses, exchanged a glance, and what they said next left Tongtian somewhat bewildered.

"Your Sage, we know we are of dull and unworthy to be your Sage. Please forgive us..."

This answer was unexpected, a scene never before imagined, Tongtian completely dumbfounded.

He once divined the secrets of heaven, and the Three Xiao Sisters of Sanxiao were not only his disciples, but also very important ones.

Why was he rejected when he personally came to accept a disciple?

Logically speaking, they should all take the initiative to become apprentices.

"You..." Tongtian frowned, his expression serious. Before he could say anything, Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun returned.

The two landed lazily and unsteadily on the ground. When they saw Tongtian in front of the Three Xiao Sisters, they were stunned for a moment, but immediately perked up and strode forward.

Only when they were right in front of him did they realize that the figure was as if it were nothingness, blending into the heavens and earth.

What else could this be but Sage?

The Three Xiao Sisters did not recognize Tongtian, but Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun certainly did; they were fellow Daoists who had once sat together listening to his teachings.

"Tong... Greetings to the Shangqing Saint."

They stepped forward, cupped their hands in greeting, and said hello.

You may not like Sage, but you must respect Sage.

Tongtian glanced at the two of them, his brows relaxed, and he smiled, "We are all among the Three Thousand Guests of Zixiao Palace, so please address me as before."

He was bold and unrestrained, and didn't care about trivial matters. Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun were from the same period as him, but Tongtian still felt that the old titles sounded better.

Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun were taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Then we shall dare to address you as fellow Daoists."

This surprised them somewhat; they hadn't expected that after Tongtian sainthood, he would remain detached from worldly affairs, yet his temperament would remain the same as before.

It is said that the Tongtian symbolizes the youthful side of Pangu, who was open-minded and generous by nature, and this seems to make sense.

If it were someone with Yuanshi's arrogant and ruthless personality, they wouldn't even dare to imagine the consequences of such a simple "fellow Daoist."

"What a pity, Fellow Daoist Tongtian. We just finished eating the Ginseng Fruit, and we don't have anything else to offer you. How about... you come in and have some water?"

Hong Yun smiled sheepishly, blurting out whatever came to mind.

Zhenyuanzi nudged his friend, signaling him to watch his words. "The Sage treats you as an equal; that's only because of our past relationship. Don't take it too seriously and push your luck."

They've come all this way, and you just offer them... water?

They live right next to the sea!

Water is the cheapest!

"Um... Fellow Daoist, is there something important you need to tell me about your visit to Penglai?" Zhenyuanzi asked politely.

It's indeed strange that Tongtian suddenly appeared here.

Could they be here to seize the Three Immortal Islands?

This island is called Three Immortal Islands, which has a special connection with the number "three". Its owners are the Three Crows, and it is managed by the Three Xiao Fairies.

He wouldn't be surprised if the Three Pure Ones wanted to come and have a chance to visit.

Upon hearing this, Tongtian paused for a moment, then waved his hand and laughed, "I was just passing by and wanted to take a look at the scenery. It's nothing serious."

In front of Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun, he certainly couldn't say that he had failed to take on a disciple; otherwise, where would he put his face?

"Alright, I've enjoyed the scenery. Since the Ginseng Fruit is gone, I'll come back another time."

Without giving Zhenyuanzi and Hong Yun a chance to persuade him to stay, Tongtian continued, "I'm not thinking about taking on any more disciples."

"Fellow Daoist, please take care."

Hong Yun and Zhenyuanzi saw him off without any intention of stopping him. They were eager for Tongtian to leave as soon as possible, as the pressure of staying here was too great.

Tongtian nodded, and with a swift movement, he left the Three Immortal Islands.

Soon.

He came to a river, its rushing waters resembling a silver ribbon, surging and turbulent.

This place teems with all sorts of demons and monsters, countless in number, where natural selection prevails, enacting the cruelest laws of nature.

Tongtian's gaze swept across the river, sensing a strong, malevolent aura. He concealed his own presence and went to the riverbank.

"Boom..."

A giant wave surged up, and the once rushing river seemed to come alive, swelling into a huge mound. A colossal creature slowly emerged from the water, its mouth wide open, lunging towards Tongtian.

This is a three-legged toad covered in many bumps, and it is extremely ugly.

Tongtian chuckled, a faint aura of pressure emanating from his body. The toad was instantly struck as if by lightning, rolling on the water's surface, trembling and silent as a cicada in winter, its huge pupils filled with fear.

"We are destined to be master and disciple. Would you be willing to join my Interception Sect?"

Tongtian spoke no nonsense; his Daoist voice boomed like thunder, and the rushing river instantly came to a standstill.

The toad paused for a moment, then kowtowed frantically. Being naturally intelligent, it knew what this meant.

"Since you have so many bags on you, let's call you Duobao from now on."

Tongtian continued, bestowing a Daoist title upon the three-legged toad, and then raised his hand and pointed, transforming it into a chubby, honest-looking Daoist.

"Disciple Duobao greets Master," the fat Daoist priest said respectfully.

"Good!"

Tongtian smiled with satisfaction; the acceptance of this disciple had gone exceptionally smoothly, soothing his wounded heart.

Immediately afterwards, the master and disciple left the place and returned to Mount Kunlun.

On the other side, in the land of Human Race.

Ziwei sat quietly in the tribe, with the Qilin Seal and the Kongtong Seal above his head. Vast fortune descended from him, and his aura continued to expand, having already reached the perfection of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, and there was no sign of it stopping.