The Golden Crow Burns the Sky

Chapter 115: The Warmth of Master and Disciple, the End of the World
Xuan Hui raised his eyebrows slightly at the little action of his second disciple, but did not make any response.

Wan Qing? What a naughty kid! A few compliments once in a while are enough. If you say more, won’t this brat go straight to heaven?

That’s great!

Besides, Wan Qing is a young man, he should experience more hardships and there is no need for him to grow up in a honey pot. Otherwise, how can he achieve great things in the future!

Perhaps he now has an extraordinary physique, and with the guidance of his master, he only needs to work a little harder to be guaranteed the throne, but that would only allow him to become an emperor.

Throughout the ages, have you ever heard of anyone becoming an immortal by relying on his physique?
Not to mention this era, there are no similar examples even in ancient times!
Just when Xuan Hui was about to say something to suppress Wan Qing's impetuous temper, suddenly, he felt something in his heart, and then he raised his head slightly and glanced into the sky.

In an instant, all things shook, and the scene of Tian Xin's retreat appeared before his eyes.

"The main body has already abdicated? As expected of me, I am really decisive!"

In response to this, Xuan Hui nodded slightly, feeling that he was truly worthy of being the Heavenly Emperor. If it were someone else, who would have the courage to attain enlightenment in just one lifetime and then abdicate at will?
There is no Emperor, Ruthless Man, Wu Shi, etc. Throughout the ages, there has only been one me!

Thinking of this, Xuan Hui felt inexplicably happy. Then, he looked at Wan Qing in the center of the Huaxian Pond, and his gaze gradually became deep.

"It seems like it's time to give you some more responsibilities."

Looking at Wan Qing, Xuan Hui muttered to himself.

At this moment, the former's deep gaze made Wan Qing feel a chill on his back and a chill in his heart.

"What's going on? Who's targeting me?"

Wan Qing thought to himself that this was not good - the immortal elixir had extraordinary spiritual perception, and could almost predict good and bad luck. Therefore, Wan Qing had always trusted his intuition very much, and he regarded this current discomfort as a bad omen.

"But I am in the Immortal Transformation Pond, and my master is beside me. Who else could be so capable as to come here?"

Wan Qing was extremely puzzled, and then he began to think in his mind, trying to analyze the cause of this uneasiness.

However, having not been in the human world for many years, Wan Qing had no idea who could have caused such a big reaction in his spiritual perception and dared to set his sights on a place like the Huaxian Pool.

Just when Wan Qing was feeling uneasy and couldn't find any clue, suddenly, he looked up and his eyes met Xuan Hui's inadvertently!

"Oh no, it's the old man!"

Just one glance made Wan Qing's scalp tingle. He understood the "secret" and at the same time groaned in his heart.

"It's bad luck again!"

The moment this thought arose, Wan Qing almost cried out loudly, and he knew in his heart that his guess was absolutely correct - if outsiders were completely unable to take over the Immortal Transformation Pond, then this troublesome master of his might might not be the case. He was a quasi-emperor in the past, and now he still maintained the combat power of a great sage. He was also in the Immortal Transformation Pond, so wouldn't it be easy for him to do anything he wanted?

He definitely didn't run away!
For a moment, Wan Qing's heart was in turmoil. It was no wonder that he reacted so violently. It was because Xuan Hui and Wan Qing's daily interactions really proved the old saying - when there is no danger around you, your father must be your biggest danger!

Of course, there is a difference between the concepts of master and father, but for a creature like Wan Qing who was born and raised by nature, Xuanhui is no different from his biological father.

Therefore, both are equally unreliable!
Thinking of this, Wan Qing felt like he was about to break out in a cold sweat.

Even though at this moment, he has clearly not yet transformed into a human form and is only a spiritual body, that feeling of panic will not diminish at all, as if he has met a natural enemy!
This is not Wan Qing exaggerating, but the past is really hard to look back on!
At this moment, scenes from the past seemed to be replayed before the young man's eyes, making Wan Qing feel dizzy.

At this moment, Wan Qing heard the familiar voice again. "Qing'er, come here. I want to tell you something."

Hearing this, the young man instantly turned bitter, with only two words in his mind -

Finished!

The master usually just called him Wan Qing. As for "Qing'er", it must be that the former was up to something bad and was planning to do something.

But at this moment, Wan Qing had no choice but to respond. He could only move towards the edge of the Immortal Transformation Pool at the slowest speed in his life, hoping that the final judgment would come later.

As for whether this will be useful?
It turns out that this doesn't work at all!

As if he couldn't stand Wan Qing's behavior, Xuan Hui took action himself. He grabbed Wan Qing's soul body with his big hands, as if he was carrying a chick, and lifted it to the shore, and then started to scold him.

"You're such a grown man, but you still dawdle like this all day long. Look at what you look like!"

"When I taught your senior brother, he was very diligent and respectful to his teacher..."

After listening for a while, Wan Qing couldn't help but curl his lips. To be honest, he was most annoyed by this senior brother whose whereabouts he didn't know. Every time he didn't do something well, the master would always scold him for it. But he had never seen this so-called senior brother come to honor the master!

How can a senior brother who lives under the criticism of others and is suspected of being unfilial be a good person?

For a moment, Wan Qing felt unhappy and determined to show his master what a true model disciple is in the future!

While Wan Qing's mind was racing, Xuan Hui gradually stopped speaking. After all, Wan Qing's acting skills were just average, and he naturally noticed that his disciple was absent-minded, so he simply stopped talking and chose to get straight to the point.

"Forget it. No matter how many times I tell you, you won't listen. Let's talk about something serious."

"Wan Qing, do you know that the outside world has changed drastically? The current Emperor of Heaven has passed away!"

Xuan Hui was talking nonsense in a serious manner, but the content of his words was so explosive that it instantly attracted Wan Qing's attention, causing the latter's eyes to widen.

"The Emperor of Heaven, has passed away?!"

Wan Qing exclaimed in surprise and repeated what Xuan Hui said. Although he was rooted in the Huaxian Pond, he did not know nothing. Xuan Hui had already popularized a lot of knowledge for him in his spare time over the years, naturally including the structure of the current universe.

Among these popular sciences, it is naturally impossible to avoid the focus of the era of "the contemporary Heavenly Emperor". In Wan Qing's eyes, his own master seems to have great respect for the Heavenly Emperor, which makes Wan Qing himself also have a certain respect for the Heavenly Emperor.

And now, the Emperor of Heaven has passed away. Such a major event will naturally shock Wan Qing.

"Yes, the Emperor of Heaven has passed away, and this era will also come to an end. A world of cultivation is about to come to an end."

In response to Wan Qing's reaction, Xuan Hui nodded pretentiously, and then he continued.

"From today on, the entire universe will begin to be affected. From now on, the myriad paths will be far away, the laws will not be clear, and the spiritual energy will decline rapidly in the coming years, making the environment unsuitable for cultivation."

"As the place where the Emperor of Heaven passed away, Beidou will even bear the brunt of the impact!"

　I'm so busy that I almost don't even have time to write.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)