Nirvana Plan, A Master-Disciple Tale

Nirvana Plan, A Fine Tale of Master and Disciple

"This poor Daoist is Ye Fan, from beyond the stars—Merak of the Eastern Wasteland, on the Big Dipper Ancient Star."

The handsome young Daoist clasped his hands in salute, his movements elegant, like a true immortal.

The Merak Holy Land was a great Dao Sect, so its inheritors could naturally refer to themselves as "this poor Daoist."

"From beyond the stars? Like that old man on an ox who descended upon Purple Tenuity over two thousand years ago and founded Mysterious Capital Cave and Eight Views Palace—could you be from the same place?"

"No, no. The Big Dipper Ancient Star is a cradle of life much like our Purple Tenuity."

"Our clan records state that the ancestral emperor from the archaic era seemed to have gone there and left something behind. The Big Dipper is known as the Burial Emperor Star and contains secrets beyond measure."

Before the upper echelons of the ancient sect could speak, they were already startled by the visitor's identity.

It had been far, far too long since such a mysterious visitor from beyond the stars had descended upon the Purple Tenuity Star Domain.

"May I ask what predicament Young Friend Ye refers to?"

"In truth, our sect is operating steadily. We have no particular difficulty or crisis."

The middle-aged sect master cautiously probed.

As the sect master of his generation, he could not simply accept whatever Ye Fan said. He could claim that he himself had come from the ancestral star of Fire Mulberry or the imperial star of Goucheng, but where was the proof?

"Sect Master, why deceive me?"

"I came from Hezhou in the west, crossing more than half of the Divine Land, traveling eighty thousand li a day all the way to the