163: Chapter 162 The Angel's Intention: Inheriting the Demonic Path?

Ye Qingxuan finally could not bear to watch any longer.

He gave a light cough, without using any magical power, just a normal sound.

Yet this sound fell into the ears of all the Taoists present like a thunderclap exploding.

The originally noisy square instantly became as silent as death, where the dropping of a needle could be heard. All the young Taoists instantly froze in place, not daring to even draw a heavy breath.

The new Disciples who had just been full of excitement and clamoring to join the Meow Meow Cult now all drooped their heads, their eyes instantly transforming from clear foolishness into ultimate docility.

Little Jiu, who was squatting on top of the stele, had originally puffed out its chest and raised its head, putting on a swaggering, cult leader-like air.

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's voice, its whole body instantly stiffened, and its tail tightly tucked in. The arrogant posture from just moments before, resembling someone escaping from Shawshank, vanished in an instant, instantly turning it into an obedient little cat.

It quickly withdrew its clownish posture, darted onto Ye Qingxuan's shoulder, and timidly glanced sideways at him with the corners of its eyes, wearing an innocent expression that seemed to say "I was wrong, I wasn't making trouble."

Bai Yuekui found it even more amusing as she watched from the side, her smile impossible to hide.

This little cat is truly fun.

"Ancestral Master, Ancestral Grandmother!"

Seeing this, the Sect Heads of various factions all breathed a sigh of relief, stepping forward to salute while secretly thinking that their savior had finally arrived.

These young Disciples had completely run wild; if no one suppressed them anymore, Mount Mao's ancestral grounds would truly have been turned upside down today.

Ye Qingxuan waved his hand, stepped forward, and swept his gaze across the entire audience.

His voice was calm yet carried a coercive pressure, echoing throughout the entirety of Mount Mao:

"Cultivation is like sailing against the current; there are no shortcuts to take. If anyone dares to have wild thoughts again, abandoning the Righteous Path to seek frivolous joy, they will be expelled from the Daoist sect!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the livestream room fell silent for two seconds, followed by the bullet comments scrolling wildly once again.

[Sob sob, that pierces the heart! So only Lady Sanhua can lie flat!]

[Others undergo tribulation during cultivation, while Lady Sanhua enjoys paid retirement]

[With Daoist Ye backing her up, this is the sheer prestige of being a top-tier connection!]

[Envious to tears, who wouldn't want to eat, sleep, and rot every day while having someone backing them up when trouble arises!]

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As Ye Qingxuan's voice fell, nearly ten thousand Taoists in the audience instantly fell silent as cicadas in winter, no longer daring to have any thoughts of frolicking.

The new Disciples who had just been clamoring to join the Meow Meow Cult all lowered their heads, held their breaths, and stood neatly in Formation, not even daring to raise their heads.

The Sect Heads of various factions all nodded inwardly, feeling immensely convinced in their hearts. Only our sect's Ancestral Master possessed such deterrent force, able to suppress all Daoist Juniors with a single sentence.

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Little Jiu immediately activated its spoiled-brat mode.

A soft and tender meow gently sounded, its round, big eyes moist and pitifully looking at Ye Qingxuan, completely devoid of the arrogant aura of a cult leader from just moments ago.

"Daoist, meow was wrong! Meow!"

Bai Yuekui smiled and said nothing, but in her heart, she agreed with the little cat's words. If there was a problem, looking for Ye Qingxuan was the right choice; after all, who made him her man?

As your wife… one of them, if I have something to ask of you, could you really ignore me?

Ye Qingxuan shook his head helplessly and gently guided with his hand, a soft Dao resonance enveloping the square.

Mount Mao's long-absent clear and serene Dao resonance once again flooded the entire ancestral grounds.

"Cultivate with a tranquil heart!"

The group of Taoists hurriedly acknowledged.

The bullet comments in the National Fortune Live Broadcast Room instantly flooded the screen, rolling with laughter.

[Hahaha, the cult leader instantly turned into an obedient cat! The speed of admitting defeat is peerless!]

[In the end, it is still Daoist Ye who can keep Lady Sanhua in check!]

[The dream is over; honestly Cultivate, lying flat belongs exclusively to Little Jiu!]

[Not entirely, my younger sister can too! I can tell that my younger sister agrees with Little Jiu's words: if there's a problem, looking for Ye Qingxuan is the right choice.]

[These words have no flaws!]

[Bai Yuetian, you fucking shut up for this lady!! Will you die if you don't speak!!]

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National Destiny Space — —

Having finished cleaning up the farce caused by Little Jiu, Ye Qingxuan turned to look at the back mountain of Mount Mao. Immediately after, he took Bai Yuekui's hand, picked up the little cat, and with a flash of his figure, directly teleported to the back mountain.

As soon as Ye Qingxuan left, the originally quiet square instantly came alive. The young Taoists, like students just after class, instantly boiled over with heated discussions.

Someone said with lingering fear: "That sentence from the Ancestral Master just now was too terrifying; my legs went soft!"

Immediately someone chimed in: "What is that supposed to be? I almost peed my pants just now!"

"I really envy Lady Sanhua, lying flat and enjoying blessings every day without needing to worry about anything."

"And the Ancestral Grandmother can too!"

"No flaws!"

Envy aside, someone soon snapped back to their senses and earnestly urged: "Stop chatting nonsense! Hurry up and Cultivate to comprehend the steles! We finally encountered such a once-in-a-millennium chance for immortality cultivation, we absolutely cannot waste it!"

A little Daoist child whispered: "I heard Master say that the Ancestral Master is not a person of this world and will leave sooner or later! We must seize the Opportunity to learn and ask more, otherwise we will never have the chance to be guided by the Ancestral Master in this lifetime!"

The Sect Heads of various factions standing nearby all revealed gratified smiles as they listened to their Disciples' conversation.

In their hearts, they secretly thought that this was how Daoist Disciples should look!

Those kids wanting to lie flat and join the Meow Meow Cult just now was definitely momentary confusion and restlessness; they must have been influenced in their minds by external objects, absolutely not their true intentions. Yes, that must be it!

All the old Taoists shared the exact same thought in their hearts.

The scene cut to the back mountain of Mount Mao.

Qilin was buried in bitter practice of drawing Talismans in the Void Realm, not daring to slack off for a single moment.

Seeing the main body return, the Dao avatar nodded slightly, instantly transforming into spiritual light and merging into Ye Qingxuan's body.

Ye Qingxuan put down the little cat, finished receiving the Dao avatar's memories, and nodded slightly.

Inwardly, he thought that as expected of himself, teaching the drawing of Talismans in the Void Realm directly was simple and highly efficient. In the future, when Qilin faced enemies, she wouldn't need to hold Talismans to trigger spells. Forming Talismans with a single thought and casting spells as she pleased would make cultivation and combat countless times more convenient.

At this time, Qilin saw Ye Qingxuan's main body and instantly looked aggrieved, sobbing as she spoke: "Senior Brother, you're finally back! That Dao avatar of yours is just a stinky rock, forcing me to study and practice endlessly. My brain is almost stuffed full!"

Ye Qingxuan's expression was proper and serious: "I think the teaching was quite good, and the progress is very steady."

Bai Yuekui, watching Qilin's performance of drawing Talismans in the Void Realm and combining it with the cultivation experiences in Ye Qingxuan's memory, could not help complaining:

"You really have no sense of measure. Who teaches someone to draw Talismans in the Void Realm right from the start? How can she compare to a talent like yours?"

Ye Qingxuan turned to look at her with a puzzled expression: "She possesses the Innate Dao Body; isn't this a completely normal cultivation?"

In the CCTV Livestream, after hearing the conversation between the two, Daoist Yuanxin almost failed to catch his breath.

A dignified Void Return Stage mighty figure was forcibly suffocated in his chest by Ye Qingxuan's outrageous teaching method.

Celestial Master Zhang and Zen Master Kongming looked at each other, their faces full of sympathy.

Where under heaven was there such a way of teaching people? Only Ye Qingxuan would dare to do this; if anyone else tried it, it simply wouldn't work.

Master Yuanxin was extremely anxious inside, wishing he could directly mount his escaping light to rush to Zijin Mountain and fiercely scold Ye Qingxuan via communication.

But in the end, he held back, and could only pray inwardly that his never-before-met little Disciple would not have her Dao Heart shattered by her Fifth Senior Brother's devilish teaching method.

All the viewers in the livestream room were speechless, and netizens with ordinary Aptitudes trembled even more.

Originally, everyone hoped to be personally guided in cultivation by a top-tier mighty figure, but now they finally fully understood that ordinary people simply could not withstand the cultivation intensity of bigshots.

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Seeing Ye Qingxuan's righteous and natural look, Qilin was also somewhat exasperated.

She didn't understand whether this teaching method was right or wrong either, but looking at the step-by-step cultivation methods of the Daoist Disciples in the square, it was completely different from Ye Qingxuan's savage teaching method.

Ye Qingxuan didn't care about others' thoughts and turned to look at Qilin: "How is your practice going?"

Qilin instantly put away her aggrieved look and said with a serious expression: "Senior Brother, I have already mastered it!"

As her voice fell, she raised her hand to mobilize the spiritual power within her body, her fingertips quickly waving and sketching in the Void Realm.

Streams of profound runes circulated with spiritual light, and in just a few breaths, a complete Blazing Fire Talisman floated in mid-air.

Qilin gently tapped with her fingertips!

Boom!

The Blazing Fire Talisman in the Void Realm instantly exploded, and scorching waves of fire swept across the open space of the back mountain with full might.

Little Jiu's eyes instantly lit up: "Meow, Daoist, her Blazing Fire Talisman is used better than Ximo's. Using it to roast meat must be delicious!"

Bai Yuekui was rendered speechless on the spot: "You really live up to your name as a cult leader, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating."

Hearing the little cat's words, Ye Qingxuan took out a Triangle Body and handed it to Bai Yuekui, gesturing with his eyes for her to feed the cat.

Bai Yuekui took it, looked at the drooling little cat, turned and went to a nearby open space, set up a pot and heated oil, and the little cat trotted along happily right behind her.

Leaving behind Qilin, who was full of anticipation for a critique, and the calm-faced Great Daoist Ye.

Ye Qingxuan looked at Qilin's results and shook his head; it was still quite a distance from the standard in his heart, but it could barely be considered qualified.

"Since that is the case, I will teach you something else."

As these words fell, Qilin's face instantly turned completely despairing, her mindset directly collapsing.

She felt that in her entire life living this long, she had learned more things in a single day than she had learned in her entire life. Her brain was almost bursting from the massive amount of cultivation knowledge, and she wanted to open her mouth to beg for mercy on the spot.

But before she could speak, Ye Qingxuan's voice slowly sounded:

"We were originally entrusted by the Heavenly Dao of this realm to set things right at the source. Now that the task is nearing its end, we won't be able to stay for long. Take this Opportunity to impart everything that can be taught to you; your future cultivation will mostly have to rely on your own exploration."

Qilin was stunned on the spot, standing blankly in place.

She had long known that Ye Qingxuan did not belong to this world and would leave sooner or later, but she had never expected this day to come so quickly.

Just at this moment, Ye Qingxuan suddenly turned his head to look beyond the skies of Mount Mao.

On the distant horizon, a dense, massive crowd of snow-white figures broke through the air and came forward, flapping white wings. Viewed from afar, they looked like swarms of large white moths.

It was the group of angels led by Caisha and Hexi.

Through the information they had gathered, they knew that Ye Qingxuan was a Shangqing Taoist.

The group of angels, harboring a heart full of thirst for knowledge, made a special trip to Mount Mao, wanting to consult Ye Qingxuan on questions regarding cultivation.

Ye Qingxuan watched a group of angels wearing short skirts fly over, muttering to himself that they had come at just the right time. With a casual grab into the Void Realm, hundreds of angels were directly pulled right in front of him.

Caisha and Hexi were flying when their vision flashed, and instinctively they wanted to draw their swords. Upon second thought, the only one who could have such ability was Ye Qingxuan, so they simply stopped moving.

Only the two of them could remain steady; the group of young angels including Yan, Leng, Zhixin, and Lingxi were all flustered.

Ye Qingxuan shook his head in speechlessness; this group of angels had lived for at least hundreds of years, yet their Heart-Nature was still inferior to ordinary Taoists.

All the angels looked at Ye Qingxuan, feeling both fear and respect in their hearts.

The Queen had told them that this person solved the Void Realm that had troubled them for tens of thousands of years in just a few hours, and Karl, whom even the Queen found thorny, was like an ant in his hands, able to be pinched to death with a casual wave.

Although they knew Ye Qingxuan was considered part of the righteous faction, when facing a powerhouse, especially a decisive powerhouse like this, fear was a biological instinct, and no one dared to crowd forward.

Ye Qingxuan spoke: "Why did you run over here? I have already explained the Dao of Dual Cultivation of Nature and Life clearly; is there anything else you want to ask?"

Caisha was somewhat embarrassed, knowing clearly in her heart that they were being a bit insatiable.

Hexi didn't care about that; her mind was full of research, and she spoke directly:

"Daoist Ye, after listening to your lecture on the Dual Cultivation of Nature and Life, we corrected our past mistakes. But cultivation certainly doesn't just have the Dao; there are also auxiliary methods. We don't understand auxiliary means like Alchemy, Artifact Refining, Formation, and Talisman at all, so we came specifically to consult you."

Ye Qingxuan glanced at her: "You certainly are practical."

He pointed toward the square at the bottom of the mountain: "My Daoist sect emphasizes that the Dao follows nature, and the Shangqing school believes in education without discrimination. All Daoist Legacy are engraved on the steles in the square; how much you can comprehend depends entirely on your own Comprehension Ability. Feel free to go look at them; this poor Daoist won't interfere."

Having said that, Ye Qingxuan suddenly looked at Caisha: "What do you think about your sister?"

Caisha was stunned for a moment. Liangbing, which was Morgana, the two had been biological sisters for hundreds of years and enemies for thirty thousand years.

It couldn't be said how much hatred there was; it was more of a frustration that she failed to live up to expectations. In so many encircle-and-suppress campaigns against the demons, Caisha let her off easy every single time. If she had truly resorted to lethal force, with Morgana's meager forces, she would have been wiped out long ago.