Primordial Era: Jade Cauldron Forgot to Take on Disciples

Chapter 8 Emerging from Seclusion

Yang Jian nodded, not knowing what the talisman meant.

Could it be that the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods has already begun, and that Yuanshi Tianzun has obtained the Investiture of the Gods and is preparing to summon his disciples?

Yang Jian made unfounded speculations in his mind.

"When will Master come out? Will this talisman just keep flying around?"

"It'll be soon. The master will be able to sense the arrival of the talisman."

As soon as Black Tiger finished speaking, the white mist around the cabin suddenly dissipated.

The talisman hovering in the air disappeared.

The next second, a Taoist priest in black robes suddenly appeared to the side.

It was none other than Shen Gongbao.

However, his expression was not good at the moment.

Shen Gongbao's gaze suddenly turned towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's heart jumped, worried that Shen Gongbao would discover his progress in cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

Shen Gongbao's brows furrowed more and more, and his gaze toward Yang Jian grew increasingly strange.

Suddenly, he slowly spoke: "Hey kid, what's your name again?"

When Shen Gongbao saw Yang Jian, he wanted to call out to him, but then he suddenly realized that he had forgotten the name of this disciple he had casually taken in.

"Master, my name is Yang Jian."

"Yang Jian, right? I'm going on a long trip. You stay here with Xiao Hei."

As Shen Gongbao said this, he was about to use his escape technique.

But then Black Tiger roared and blocked Shen Gongbao's path, rubbing against him.

Shen Gongbao's expression suddenly changed. In the telepathic message Xiao Hei had just sent him, he had clearly mentioned that Yang Jian was making extremely rapid progress in cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.

His gaze toward Yang Jian suddenly turned dangerous, and he beckoned to Yang Jian, saying, "Disciple, come here and let me take a look! I've taken you in as my disciple, yet your master hasn't paid any attention to your cultivation progress. What an irresponsible master!"

Yang Jian instantly felt his limbs stiffen, as if a great calamity was about to befall him.

"Why aren't you coming over yet?"

Shen Gongbao grew impatient and reached out to beckon.

Yang Jian immediately felt a suction force coming from him, and his body flew uncontrollably toward Shen Gongbao.

Shen Gongbao grabbed Yang Jian's wrist and used his magic to probe him.

"Hiss~"

He gasped in shock, astonished by Yang Jian's progress in cultivation.

It had only been about a day since he bestowed the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts upon Yang Jian, and now a supernatural power had already been developed.

The fastest speed at which he knew to cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts was that of the ancient shaman Kuafu.

Legend has it that when Kuafu first entered the path, he turned once a day, and after seven days he developed supernatural powers.

Yang Jian has suddenly developed supernatural powers.

That's truly terrifying.

"To kill or not to kill!"

Shen Gongbao's expression shifted between anger and uncertainty, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light as he looked at Yang Jian.

He had never seen anyone cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts so quickly in his life.

Although this kid has a master-disciple relationship with him, no one would take it seriously.

If this kid achieves success in his cultivation in the future, he might inevitably develop a divided heart.

It would be bad if we raised a tiger that would turn out to be a threat.

Once suspicion arises, murderous intent is born.

Shen Gongbao unconsciously tightened his grip on Yang Jian's wrist.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Yang Jian saw the murderous intent in Shen Gongbao's eyes and felt that disaster was imminent. He pretended to be ignorant and asked curiously.

"Oh~"

Shen Gongbao finally came to his senses, but he did not loosen his grip on Yang Jian's wrist: "Your talent is exceptional, the best I have ever seen in my life. I am thinking of taking you back to let my fellow disciples see you. My fellow disciples are all highly skilled, and they may be more suitable to teach you than I am."

After saying that, Shen Gongbao stared intently at the expression on Yang Jian's face. If Yang Jian showed the slightest sign of interest, he would strike and kill him on the spot.

Kid! Don't tell me I didn't give you a chance.

"Yang Jian's life was given to him by his master, and he will only be his master's disciple. No matter how great their supernatural powers are, Yang Jian doesn't care. Yang Jian only wants to be his master's disciple and shovel poop for Blackie every day."

Having lived two lives, Yang Jian was well aware of the danger involved and naturally wouldn't step into the trap set by Shen Gongbao.

"Really? Hehe~"

Upon hearing Yang Jian's reply, Shen Gongbao gave a sinister smile, his intense killing intent still burning.

He became even more certain that Yang Jian was extremely shrewd despite his young age. Ordinary young men naturally admire strength, so why would he give such an answer?

"Brother, is this the immortal who saved us?"

Yang Chan suddenly ran over from the side: "What are you doing?"

"My master is examining my aptitude. He said I have excellent aptitude and am a promising candidate for cultivation."

Yang Jian, as if he had found a lifeline, hurriedly explained to Yang Chan.

He understood Shen Gongbao's concerns. If he wanted to survive, his only option was to expose his soft belly to Shen Gongbao.

"Master, why don't you take a look at my sister's aptitude? Maybe she's a genius too, and she could become your disciple as well."

Yang Chan nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, Yang Chan also wants to become an apprentice."

"Alright, then let me take a look."

Shen Gongbao smiled upon hearing this and reached out to place his hand on Yang Chan's outstretched, fair wrist.

Upon this investigation, his expression suddenly changed, for it was indeed as Yang Jian had said: Yang Chan possessed exceptional talent.

Who would have thought that the two pieces of blood he casually left from Xiao Hei's mouth would turn out to be cultivation geniuses?

If the senior disciples who have never been able to find out found out, wouldn't they be so angry they'd vomit blood?

At this thought, Shen Gongbao suddenly had an idea.

Jiang Shang's talisman had already told him to prepare for bad luck when he returned, but if he took this talented young girl back as a gift for Yu Ding, Yu Ding would surely plead for him.

They might even be exempt from punishment.

Seeing that Shen Gongbao hadn't made a move, Yang Chan asked curiously, "Brother's master, is it because Yang Chan's aptitude is lacking?"

"No~ no, haha."

Shen Gongbao shook his head and laughed.

With this young girl in hand, he would have a way to control Yang Jian in the future, and he solved several of his headaches at once.

Nature made him laugh heartily.

"I happen to have a senior brother who is having a headache because he can't find a disciple. Would you be willing to come back to the mountain with me?"

Yang Chan turned to look at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian: "This is a good thing, let's go with Master."

Yang Chan nodded timidly.

"Alright, in that case, Yang Jian, you stay here with Xiao Hei. I'll teach you magic when I get back."

Shen Gongbao, with Yang Chan by his side, made hand seals and chanted incantations, and a cloud of white clouds gathered beneath their feet.

Black Tiger suddenly roared and bit Shen Gongbao's Taoist robe, not wanting him to leave.

Shen Gongbao tugged at the robe, but couldn't get it back from the black tiger's mouth. He said angrily, "I'm in this bad luck because of you. If you go back with me, my fellow disciples will chop you up. Get lost!"

Black Tiger reluctantly opened his mouth, watching Shen Gongbao ride away on a cloud.

"Good disciple, wait here, your master is off."

Shen Gongbao patted Yang Chan beside him and gave Yang Jian a meaningful smile.

Above the clouds.

"Why didn't you bring your brother along?"

Yang Chan looked at Shen Gongbao with curiosity.

"Well, I have my own plans."

Shen Gongbao's face darkened immediately. If Yang Jian were truly his disciple with whom he shared a deep bond, then so be it; he would definitely bring Yang Jian along to show off to his fellow disciples.

But the truth is quite the opposite.

If we bring Yang Jian along, that kid could just wander under any of my senior brothers' hands and be snatched up as their disciple. Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?

After Shen Gongbao left.

Yang Jian and Black Tiger looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What advice do you have for me, Mr. White and Mr. Black?"

Seeing that the black tiger seemed hesitant to speak, Yang Jian took the initiative to ask.

Black Tiger bared his teeth, digging his claws into the flesh between them, and casually said, "Go and prepare ten young boys and girls for me."

Yang Jian's face instantly darkened. This black tiger's appetite was growing bigger and bigger; this couldn't go on.

The three people captured earlier already had a grudge against each other, so it was fine that they were eaten.

It's impossible for him to actually become an accomplice of the wicked.

Moreover, Black Tiger had just reported to Shen Gongbao, and if Yang Chan hadn't been exceptionally talented, he wouldn't be alive today.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian looked at the black tiger and said, word by word, "Absolutely impossible!"

(End of this chapter)