The emperor's family raised me in poverty? But I have an innate ability.

Chapter 103: Wu Yong, the son of a family of formation masters

"Master, will your method really work?"

"If the master of the family knew about this, he would probably skin you alive!"

At the foot of the mountain, an old man at the Saint level looked at the young man beside him and tried to persuade him:

"Master, come home with me. Our family is not short of resources for cultivation."

The young master next to him was a chubby boy with a pair of rolling eyes, and it was obvious that he was a restless person.

"That little cultivation resource?"

Wu Yong's eyes widened and he said exaggeratedly: "Old Sun, do you know how much that is?"

"The resources sealed up under the Xiaoxian Sect are counted by the mountain!"

"When the Territory Lord went to my father to arrange the formation for the Small Immortal Sect, I was watching from the side."

"That is a huge amount of resources gathered from all the major holy places and sects in the Southern Region!"

"If I don't steal some, I won't be able to sleep at night!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Sun smiled bitterly and looked up at the sky in silence.

There was nothing he could do with such a crazy young master.

Wu Yong, the eldest son of the Wu family, a family of formation masters in the Southern Region, is also a second-generation rich man who can call the wind and rain in the Southern Region.

He even dared to compete with the second young master of the Su family.

Although he was beaten badly in the end, he still clamored every day to suppress the eldest and second sons of the Su family.

But unfortunately, this gentleman has only the first level of cultivation, and his combat power is extremely weak.

Wu Yong is actually very talented, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is a peerless genius in the art of formations.

But he just didn't practice well, and instead liked to ponder those messy Taoist methods.

A few years ago, Wu Yong found a method of building the foundation of a divine body in the Dao of Formation from somewhere, which was called the 'Hunyuan Zhoutian Divine Body'.

This divine body found another way. Instead of mobilizing the forces of heaven and earth as a formation, it used itself as a formation to pry open heaven and earth.

Engrave the killing array on the bloodline and bones, and build the Zhoutian Hunyuan Divine Body.

This formation caused a sensation in the Wu family at the time, even the head of the family was alarmed.

Finally, the elders studied it together for more than half a year and finally came to the conclusion that this thing could not be repaired at all.

But Wu Yong was a stubborn person, and he actually abandoned his cultivation in the fourth realm and started to cultivate the Divine Body Realm again!
The head of the family almost beat him to death.

But it was useless to stop him now, as Wu Yong could finally fulfill his wish and practice the Zhoutian Hunyuan Divine Body.

But this practice just proved the patriarch's words. Whenever the array pattern was engraved in his body to a certain degree, Wu Yong would vomit blood and be unconscious for two days.

He vomited blood when he started practicing, and continued practicing after waking up, and then vomited blood again, and practiced again.
This insane energy frightened everyone in the Wu family, and they immediately stopped Wu Yong's cultivation resources.

Without resources, I can’t carve the formation patterns. So I can’t practice now, right?

But who knew that Wu Yong really found a way. He stole the resources sealed underground by Xiaoxian Sect and engraved the formation diagram.

He has to rely on cheating to obtain his own cultivation resources!

"Old Sun, just wait and see."

"I am sure that I can cultivate the Hunyuan Zhoutian Divine Body this time!"

"When your young master becomes successful, I will make you the supreme elder."

Wu Yong's eyes were shining as he climbed up the mountain excitedly.

“Young Master, you’d better think about how to escape after being discovered by the head of the family or the domain lord.” Old Sun sighed towards the sky.

He wanted to tip off Wu Yong, but Wu Yong was very smart.

When he came, he was tricked into swearing a great oath not to leak any information about his trip.

There is no other way. Even if he doesn't want to, he has no choice but to go down this path.

"Master, our family is a famous and prestigious family after all, why did you choose an outer sect? And such a remote one?"

Knowing that it was useless to persuade him, Lao Sun simply lay down.

"You are stupid, we are not here to gain experience, we are here to steal treasures."

Wu Yong looked at the remote surroundings with satisfaction, "This place is just right."

"I found out that the elder of this mountain has just reached the King level."

"When I carve the formation to reduce the difficulty of the resource tower, you can just block the elder."

"As for the disciples above, there are even fewer, only one."

Wu Yong laughed out loud with excitement, "God is really helping me!"

Seeing that Wu Yong's plan was so detailed, Old Sun's mouth twitched slightly, but he said nothing.

It didn't take long to reach the top of the mountain.

Wu Yong strode forward and said loudly: "Disciple Wu Yong, come to pay homage to me."

"Apprenticeship?"

Su Changqing and Wu Jiuling were both stunned.

Their thoughts were surprisingly consistent. Someone actually came to this broken mountain to become a disciple? "Teacher! Disciple Wu Yong, please accept my greeting!"

When he came up to him, Wu Yong knelt on the ground and kowtowed without saying a word, with an extremely sincere expression.

Wu Jiuling's eyelids twitched, Su Changqing was stunned, and three black lines appeared on Old Sun's forehead.

"I won't accept any more disciples."

Wu Jiuling said speechlessly: "There is only one inheritance tower on my mountain, and there is already a successor."

In the inheritance tower, once someone passes the first level, no one else can enter.

"It's okay, teacher!"

Wu Yong said sincerely, "I admire you very much."

"Even if I don't have the inheritance and can't be a direct disciple, I still don't mind being a nominal disciple."

After saying this, Wu Yong looked at Su Changqing and said enthusiastically:
"Is this my senior brother? Haha, he is really a handsome man."

"This is a little gift from my junior brother, you must accept it."

As he spoke, Wu Yong took out a bottle of monster blood and stuffed it into Su Changqing's hand.

"This"

Su Changqing looked at the jade bottle in his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

This Wu Yong was really outgoing. With just a few simple words, he completed his unilateral apprenticeship.

"You're quite an interesting little fat guy."

Wu Jiuling smiled when he saw this, and looked at Wu Yong meaningfully.
"Since you want to stay, then stay."

Wu Jiuling had no eyelashes for most of his life, so how could he not see that Wu Yong had ulterior motives?

But it doesn’t matter. His cultivation is gone, but his consciousness at the quasi-emperor level is still there.

He wanted to see what this little fat boy was going to do in the Small Immortal Sect.

"Haha, thank you teacher!"

Seeing that everything went so smoothly, Wu Yong was overjoyed.

"Teacher, can my disciples and followers also follow me up the mountain?"

Su Changqing glanced at Old Sun beside Wu Yong and asked hurriedly.

Uncle Fu was still waiting for him at the foot of the mountain, and he had caught a cold and was not feeling well.

If his followers could also go up the mountain, he would have to bring Uncle Fu up as soon as possible to see if his illness could be cured.

"This mountain is big enough, we don't need one or two people, you can come anytime."

After Wu Jiuling finished speaking, his face turned slightly pale and he felt a sharp pain in his body again.

He calmed his expression and looked at Su Changqing and Wu Yong.

"If you have any questions about cultivation, feel free to come to me and I'll handle other matters."

After he finished speaking, Wu Jiuling turned and left.

"The teacher doesn't look too good."

Su Changqing frowned and murmured in his heart.

"Brother, our sect does not restrict followers from going up the mountain. Just send a message and let him fly up by himself."

Wu Yong said with a smile.

He had to establish a good relationship with Su Changqing. After all, the people who came to this small immortal sect were not simple.

If Su Changqing's followers also have the cultivation level of a saint, it would be difficult for him to do things in the future.

Of course, it would be safest to drag Su Changqing on board.

But who would have thought, Su Changqing shook his head and smiled, "My follower is just a mortal and can't fly."

"Besides, I am old and have caught a cold. I am afraid I can't come up."

After hearing this, both Wu Yong and Lao Sun were stunned.

Old? Cold? Mortal?

Is there such a person in this small immortal sect?

"May I ask how is your cultivation level, brother?"

Wu Yong asked with his eyes wide open.

"I'm lucky today. I've just started practicing." Su Changqing said with a smile.

"hiss"

Wu Yong took a deep breath and looked around the hill in front of him.

In this small immortal sect, he actually encountered a place where there was no master, and it was so remote!
Wu Yong looked up at the sky and murmured excitedly:
"God help me too!"

"This way, I can't reveal the truth even if I want to!"

(End of this chapter)