Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 87 The Tragic Heavenly Emperor

"Disciple obey!"

Yang Jian hesitated and said, "But the disciples haven't yet figured out the supernatural powers and techniques behind the Heavenly Book."

What's wrong, Master?

Could it be that Master miscalculated the timing and thought I had also comprehended the subsequent supernatural powers?

Or perhaps... Yang Jian's pupils suddenly contracted.

Could it be that Master mastered the profound skills and supernatural powers in just three years, and because he could do it, I can too?

Yang Jian's feelings were somewhat complicated.

For some reason, he, who was originally quite confident in his mastery of the profound skill, suddenly felt a little insecure after hearing Yu Ding's words.

"Oh, you haven't figured out those supernatural abilities and techniques yet?"

Yu Ding patted his forehead and laughed, "It seems I remembered it wrong."

It seems that Yuan Hong also first mastered the profound skills before comprehending the supernatural powers.

Sure enough... Yang Jian's forehead creased with dismay, somewhat taken aback.

At this moment, Yu Ding calculated with his fingers and nodded, saying, "That's good, the people in the Heavenly Court haven't given up yet."

The Heavenly Court was already hunting down this brother and sister, so their taking on disciples was tantamount to going against the Heavenly Court.

But given Yang Jian's status as a Golden Immortal, this is absolutely worthwhile, as it's equivalent to having another Golden Immortal master in his family.

As for the Heavenly Court's pursuit... just as Taiyi said,
Everyone understands the principle perfectly well, but if you don't say it and I don't say it, we can just pretend we don't know!

"Heaven..."

Yang Jian's gaze turned cold, and his fist slowly clenched: "Even now, they still won't let us go?"

His family of five was destroyed, and afterwards he and Yang Chan wandered from place to place, evading pursuit.

That desperate situation, with no way out and nowhere to turn, almost drove him to despair.

"Disciple, don't think too much. Let's focus on mastering your supernatural powers first."

Yu Ding coughed and said, "Do you still remember what I said? If you were to go down the mountain to fight someone, and both of you were at the same level and had similar magical power, what would be the key to victory or defeat?"

"Magic treasures, supernatural powers!"

Yang Jian said subconsciously.

Yu Ding nodded: "Then go and try to comprehend it."

In fact, he felt that supernatural powers and magical treasures were only the third most important factor in order to live well in this world.

First and foremost is luck, and secondly, having powerful backers...

"Yes!" Yang Jian turned and left.

After he left the Golden Cloud Cave, he saw Qingyun walking towards him, one hand covering his bleeding forehead, grimacing.

“Qingyun…” Yang Jian was stunned.

"Oh, it's Senior Brother Yang!"

Qingyun looked up at the tall Yang Jian and then chuckled dryly.

So many years have passed, and the child who was even smaller than him when he went up the mountain has grown so tall, but he is still... heartbreaking!
"Qingyun, what's wrong with you?" Yang Jian asked in surprise.

Qingyun glanced at the Golden Cloud Cave, beckoned, and mysteriously pulled Yang Jian to the side of the cave.

"Alright, Qingyun, stop being so mysterious, what exactly happened?" Yang Jian asked.

"Senior Brother Yang, the golden-winged bird on the back mountain has laid eggs again," Qingyun whispered.

"Golden-winged Eagle?" Yang Jian raised an eyebrow.

"That's right, also known as the Golden-Winged Bird. It's a ferocious bird, said to have the blood of the ancient divine bird, the Golden-Winged Roc, flowing in its veins. It's extremely fierce and has hunted down many birds and beasts in the mountains. You tell me, why doesn't the master do anything about it?" Qingyun muttered.

He used to just enjoy playing around, so he raided a bird's nest once, hoping to raise one, tame it, and have it serve as a mount for the master or something.

If the master is in a good mood, he might let him off the hook and not make him recite the text.

However, the ideal was very beautiful, but the result was very harsh, and the outcome was disastrous.

Later, in a fit of anger, he tried to drive them away, but he couldn't beat them. This stalemate lasted for many years, and he could only watch the nest of chicks grow up and fly away.

What's even more infuriating is that not long ago, those two big birds, completely disregarding everything else, laid a nest again...

This time, having cultivated into a Yin God, his strength had greatly increased, and he thought of finding a worthy opponent. As for the result... well, he narrowly lost.

"Is it that powerful?" Yang Jian couldn't help but wonder.

According to the nature of young people, raiding bird nests and catching baby birds have an irresistible allure.

Even Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little tempted at this moment.

Qingyun took out a sword, which had many nicks and claw marks. He took it down, and his exposed hand was covered in blood and bruises.

"I also suffered a narrow defeat this time."

Qingyun sighed, "I'll repair it for a while longer, then I'll definitely teach those two flat-feathered birds a lesson..."

"A narrow defeat?" Yang Jian's expression hardened slightly.

Qingyun was not weak; when he first arrived, he was the second strongest fighter in Yuquan Mountain.

Even though his current realm and strength surpass Qingyun, with his Refining Spirit realm and having cultivated the sword technique passed down by his master, he might still be a little lacking in Yuquan Mountain.

But you also have to consider what kind of place Jade Spring Mountain is. It's a Golden Immortal's Daoist temple. If this were in the mortal world, Qingyun would definitely be considered a top expert.

Such a promising young man... he couldn't even get the better of anyone!
No, it's not that we can't get what we want... Yang Jian glanced at the scratches on Qingyun's clothes, his pupils shrinking slightly.

He saw that although Qingyun was in a sorry state and had injuries in critical locations, they were all superficial wounds and he had not suffered any serious harm.

However, this does not mean that the other party could not harm Qingyun; rather, it means that the two golden-winged eagles intentionally held back.

As for the reason... Yang Jian glanced back at the Golden Cloud Cave.

"Don't worry, just wait for me for a while, and I'll get revenge for you," Yang Jian said with a smile. Qingyun's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, then we'll go find them and take our revenge."

Then Yang Jian came to the cliff and began to comprehend the transformations of the profound skill and its supernatural powers.

Inside the Golden Cloud Cave, Yu Ding sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, silently circulating his profound energy while pondering deeply.

To be honest, Yang Jian's talent can only be described in one word.

high!
He was even slightly better than Yuan Hong, whom he had taught.

If Yang Jian were to go to rescue his mother, a battle with the Heavenly Court would be inevitable.

"I don't know what the Heavenly Emperor was thinking..." Yu Ding shook his head.

The Heavenly Emperor here is the Jade Emperor, and his Daoist companion is the Queen Mother of the West. Both are primordial deities, and they have a daughter named Longji...

Yu Ding had never met that Heavenly Emperor, and this was all the information he knew about the Heavenly Emperor at the moment.

Oh, right, Yu Ding suddenly remembered that their daughter, Princess Longji, was also paired with a mortal named Hong Jin in the Investiture of the Gods.

Hmm... Thinking of this, Ding remained silent for a moment, and couldn't help but mourn for this Heavenly Emperor for three minutes.

That's horrible!
He labeled this Heavenly Emperor as having a terrible life, starting with his sister, and then even his daughter and niece were...

To be honest, Yu Ding dislikes scheming and plotting. Wouldn't it be better if people's hearts were simpler? But to say there's no problem here is really hard to believe.

Perhaps there will be a chance to meet this 'tragic' Heavenly Emperor...

Boo!
As Yu Ding was pondering, suddenly, a fierce bird cry that resounded through the sky echoed from Yuquan Mountain, mixed with anxiety and anger.

In addition, there were loud crashing sounds, as if a major battle was taking place.

"Qingyun?" Yu Ding shouted with a dark face.

Being interrupted while thinking is the most annoying thing.

"Master, I'm here, Master!"

Qingyun ran in, covering his head with his hands, looking disheveled.

"What's going on outside? It's chaotic!" Yu Ding asked in a deep voice.

Qingyun chuckled dryly, "It's nothing, I was just joking around with Senior Brother Yang Jian!"

"Hmm?" Yu Ding looked over with an unfriendly gaze.

Qingyun's face paled, and he quickly said, "Master, Senior Brother Yang Jian is fighting with those two golden-winged eagles on the back mountain, and he has actually turned into a golden-winged bird too..."

"Oh?" Yu Ding's expression shifted slightly. So Yang Jian has mastered the transformation technique?

It's only been a few days... Yu Ding couldn't help but be a little surprised by Yang Jian's talent; only his master could truly surpass him.

"Let's go take a look!" Yu Ding got off the cloud bed and walked out of the cave.

Although those two golden-winged birds were fierce, their achievements were ultimately limited. They did not require the intervention of immortals; a Void Returning Realm cultivator with some skill could suppress them.

Qingyun responded and quickly followed.

ji...

Just as they stepped out of the cave, a loud, earth-shattering cry of a roc echoed through the sky.

The enormous creature with two golden wings crashed to the ground and fell into the dust.

Immediately afterwards, a golden-winged roc descended from the sky and slowly landed on the ground. With a flash of light, it transformed into Yang Jian.

"Disciple, have you ever seen the Roc?" Yu Ding asked, somewhat surprised.

Logically speaking, you should have seen and observed the things that have changed; otherwise, the changes will only have the form but not the spirit.

The Golden-Winged Roc is an ancient ferocious bird, said to be born of the Phoenix. Very few exist in the world, so even Yu Ding has never actually seen one.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "The method of transformation is not difficult; once you understand one, you can understand all. I have never seen the Golden-Winged Roc, but I can glimpse some of its essence from these two Golden-Winged Eagles..."

“Hmm, that makes sense, that makes sense.” Yu Ding’s eyes lit up.

At this moment, the two golden-winged eagles stood up, each about three meters tall, folded their wings, and looked at Yang Jian with apprehension.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt your children. I just want to keep them by my side as an asset."

Yang Jian said, "When they grow up a bit, I will teach them cultivation methods. I can guarantee that if they follow me, Yang Jian, their future achievements will definitely be higher than if they follow you. You decide which one to choose."

The two golden-winged eagles, one slightly larger and the other slightly smaller.

Upon hearing this, the larger one's eyes lit up, and it looked at the other one as if it wanted to discuss something.

The smaller one squawked twice at Yang Jian in annoyance, and then the larger golden-winged eagle pecked off a tuft of feathers from its head in displeasure.

"Hmm, this eagle is quite majestic and has a lot of opinions!" Yu Ding smiled and nodded slightly.

Qingyun shrank back: "Master, you don't know, the bigger one is the female eagle, and the smaller one is the male eagle. I've dealt with them before..."

"Qingyun, I've told you before, don't disturb the Golden-Winged Eagle family, but you still don't learn your lesson. Go, memorize ten volumes of books in three days, and I'll test you morning and night!" Yu Ding said calmly.

Qingyun: "???"

“Reciting…” Yang Jian looked at Yu Ding in astonishment.

He recalled the three years that Qingyun had taught him to write dragon and phoenix seal script.

After teaching him to read, Qingyun gave him scrolls of books to memorize and tested him morning and evening.

He even had a blissful expression on his face while reciting his lessons…

A moment later, the two golden-winged eagles spread their wings and left. After a while, they flew back and placed two fluffy golden-winged eaglets, each about the size of a rooster, on the ground.

Then he looked at the jade cauldron with burning eyes.

They also knew how long Yang Jian had been on the mountain.

How long has it been? Immortal Jade Cauldron has already trained such a weak human child into such a master...

P.S.: The next chapter will be a bit late; I'm still writing.

(End of this chapter)