257: Teaching new apprentices

Chapter 257: Instructing a New Disciple

The Vajra Tiger King’s tribe was instantly on high alert, thrown into chaos.

However, after seeing and feeling Bi Yue Wu’s power, they all fell into a state of existential doubt, with not a single person daring to attack Bi Yue Wu’s true form above.

Then, they all knelt down in unison, piously worshipping and begging for forgiveness, entering “abandoning darkness for light” mode.

“Great Tiger King Sacred Spirit, please forgive your devout people.”

Following this, specks of faith light drifted from the Sacred Spirit Descendants below, converging and merging into Bi Yue Wu’s body.

Nourished by the faith light, the Four-Star Bi Yue Wu gradually advanced to four and a half stars, and not long after, directly stepped into Five-Star.

At the same time, the [Vajra Tiger King] totem in the center of the tribe began to stir restlessly.

That Vajra Tiger King Sacred Spirit was clearly starting to get impatient.

Looking at Xu Cunxin, she had already fallen into a dazed state of “faith collapse” from the moment the Sacred Spirit Descendants all knelt down.

Roar—!

A tiger’s roar shook the heavens and earth, as the Vajra Tiger King Sacred Spirit leaped from the totem, striking directly at Bi Yue Wu.

The rampant energy storm around him began to frantically punish and slaughter his former believers.

“Oh, great Tiger King Sacred Spirit, please protect your devout people—!”

The tribal Sacred Spirit Descendants prayed in unison and, one after another, picked up their weapons, activating the Sacred Spirit power within them, and launched a siege against the Vajra White Tiger.

Seeing this, Wu Xian’s [Twenty-Eight Mansions] divine scroll suddenly appeared above his head.

Now that the Twenty-Eight Mansions divine scroll was more than half complete, coupled with the refining and improvement over this short period, its might was already incomparable.

Especially the [Seven Mansions of the White Tiger] section within the divine scroll, which had been fully lit, shone with starlight and exuded overwhelming pressure.

The rampaging Vajra Tiger King was instantly pierced and refined by the starlight projected from the [Seven Mansions of the White Tiger], transforming into the Law condensation of the Twenty-Eight Mansions divine scroll, not even producing Materials, but being refined completely clean.

And with the fall of the Vajra Tiger King, the entire copy space began to dissipate and blur.

One could vaguely still see the tribal people below celebrating and worshipping, singing the praises of the great Tiger King Sacred Spirit.

Space twisted, and the three reappeared in the association’s quiet room.

Cui Wenxuan was leisurely sipping tea nearby, “Out already? Did you find the problem?”

But he saw Xu Cunxin standing like a statue.

“What’s wrong with her?” Cui Wenxuan asked in surprise.

“Perhaps… her mentality collapsed a bit?” Wu Xian awkwardly spread his hands and smiled.

Cui Wenxuan was puzzled, while Xu Cunxin slowly recovered, her gaze burning as she looked at Wu Xian, her heart unable to calm down for a long time.

“What happened?”

Just as Cui Wenxuan was about to ask, he saw Xu Cunxin take a deep breath and step forward.

Thud! She knelt on both knees, her firm and burning gaze fixed on Wu Xian.

“Please accept me as your Disciple! Your Disciple will diligently cultivate from now on and not disgrace Revered Master’s teachings!”

In an instant, Cui Wenxuan’s eyes widened like an ox, thinking he was hallucinating.

What’s going on? Is this the rhythm of him being promoted to Grandmaster?

On the other hand, Wu Xian and Xue Lingling were equally startled.

“Your Highness, what are you doing?”

Xue Lingling was flattered; at least she wasn’t mentally prepared to be Your Highness’s Grandmaster.

“Please get up quickly,” Wu Xian hurried forward to help her, but found that the difference in spiritual power was too great, and he couldn’t lift her, “If you think my interpretation of Sacred Spirits is acceptable, we can simply sit and discuss the Dao. Why do this?”

But Xu Cunxin knelt and bowed her head with a firm gaze, “Please, you must accept me as your Disciple.”

“Your Highness is of noble status; aren’t you making things difficult for me?” Wu Xian said with a wry smile.

He truly couldn’t afford such a distinguished Disciple!

Xu Cunxin’s eyes reddened, and she pleaded to Cui Wenxuan nearby.

Although Cui Wenxuan didn’t know what had happened inside, he knew Xu Cunxin’s thoughts, “It’s fine to accept her. Just don’t announce it publicly for now, and it won’t cause you any trouble.”

“But…” Wu Xian hesitated.

“As long as you are willing to accept me, your Disciple is willing to offer everything!”

Xu Cunxin’s eyes were fervent, and her proud face showed a hint of supplication.

“Can you tell me why?” Wu Xian was puzzled.

“Your Sacred Spirit Scroll showed me a true Sacred Spirit and also gave me hope for revenge.”

All along, the Holy Spirit Divine Domain had been the Foundation and hope for her revenge.

Over the years, she had done her best to improve and optimize the Holy Spirit Divine Domain, only to find the power to fight against the Upper Realm one day.

Now, she truly saw it.

It was like a drowning person seeing a life raft in despair.

Wu Xian took a deep breath, silently straightened his posture, and accepted Xu Cunxin’s great gift.

At this moment, he clearly felt the hollow and numb heart beneath Xu Cunxin’s cold facade—a pitiful person living for hatred.

Seeing this, two lines of hot tears streamed down Xu Cunxin’s face, and she choked out a greeting: “Disciple Xu Cunxin, greets Revered Master and Grandmaster!”

“Uh… I’ll pass,” Xue Lingling quickly waved her hand, “You and I can just call each other sisters from now on.”

“As you wish.” Xu Cunxin smiled faintly.

Wu Xian said with a complex expression, “Then what do you plan to do next? Stay here and learn from me?”

“Of course,” Xu Cunxin said without hesitation, “It is an honor for Cunxin to be able to learn by Revered Master’s side.”

“Alright,” Wu Xian helplessly looked up, “From now on, go to the Club. Oh right, I have two Disciples before you, but given Your Highness’s status, the Senior Brother and Senior Sister titles are excused.”

Xu Cunxin was stunned, “Since I have already acknowledged you as Revered Master, everything should naturally follow the rules.”

Cui Wenxuan had long been so curious that he couldn’t sit still. As soon as the apprenticeship ceremony ended, he immediately began to inquire about everything that happened on Holy Spirit Island.

After learning the entire story, he was utterly astonished.

“So the Sacred Spirit Scroll actually has such a fatal flaw?” Cui Wenxuan marveled.

Who would have thought that the Holy Spirit Dojo, with its thousand-year Legacy, would have such a fatal flaw?

But that wasn’t the point. The point was Wu Xian’s interpretation and understanding of the concept of “Sacred Spirit,” a grand vision enough to revolutionize the Holy Spirit Dojo.

Not long after, he returned to the Club with Xu Cunxin.

Because he didn’t want to cause too much trouble, Xu Cunxin was temporarily arranged as a special Scroll Master for the Club.

He also formally introduced Xu Cunxin to Chen Xu and Yao Xue’er, her Senior Brother and Senior Sister. Besides this, no one else knew about their hidden Revered Master-Disciple relationship.

Although Xu Cunxin didn’t say it, Wu Xian could feel her urgent desire to learn.

Since Wu Xian had accepted this Disciple, he naturally had to treat her seriously.

“Speaking of which, my Legacy approach is quite complex,” Wu Xian said unhurriedly, “Are you willing to learn other approaches?”

“Of course,” Xu Cunxin said noncommittally, “Your Disciple is not only studying the Sacred Spirit Scroll system.”

For her, as long as it could give her power, she was willing to explore any type of scroll.

Wu Xian nodded with satisfaction, “Speaking of which, I do have a rather immature but very suitable conceptual prototype for you here.”

“A conceptual prototype suitable for your Disciple?” Xu Cunxin was curious.

“Yes,” Wu Xian smiled slightly and began to tell a story, “In a distant era, when humans were still in the primitive age, a little girl accidentally drowned in the waves. The little girl’s unwillingness to die caused her Soul to transform into a small bird.

The girl hated the merciless sea that took her young life. She often carried small stones and branches, throwing them into the sea, wishing to fill it up, day after day, year after year, never stopping…”