"The Grand Ceremony of the Three Immortals' Departure from Their Sect" was the most significant event for the Three Immortals Sword Sect, pertaining to the inheritance and continuation of the three great sword sects.
With the "Grand Ceremony of the Three Immortals' Departure from Their Sect" imminent, various forces began to stir.
The entire "Three Immortals Island" was awash with undercurrents.
At this critical juncture, no one noticed a small spirit boat quietly docking at "Three Immortals Port."
Several cultivators disguised as merchants emerged from the small spirit boat, unremarkable.
One of them chuckled and said to another, "Brother Sky of Heaven, this is Three Immortals Port, the liveliest and most prosperous place on the entire Three Immortals Island!"
The other nodded and replied, "Brother Wei Suo, what should we do now?"
A glint flashed in the eyes of the former, and he said in a deep voice, "According to the plan formulated by the elders, we must find a way to sabotage the Grand Ceremony of the Three Immortals' Departure from Their Sect..."
If Qian Duoduo and the others were present, they would have been shocked and cried out.
Holy cow!
Old acquaintances!
The two people speaking were none other than Wei Suo and Yun Tiānkōng, who had once fought a great battle at sea with the "Dragon Rider Merchant Guild," eventually capturing a large number of personnel and supplies, and successfully returning to the "Dark Sword Sect."
Why were these two, who should have been staying at the "Dark Sword Sect," running to "Three Immortals Island"?
Were they tired of living?
The "Dark Sword Sect" and "Three Immortals Island" were sworn enemies, locked in an irreconcilable conflict!
Once Wei Suo and Yun Tiānkōng's identities were discovered, they would surely die!
This matter, it's a long story.
Ever since that day, after Yun Tiānkōng and Wei Suo returned to the "Dark Sword Sect," the "Anarchic Ancestor" had shamelessly insisted on taking Yun Tiānkōng as his disciple.
Yun Tiānkōng had a million reasons to refuse.
He was a righteous "orthodox cultivator," how could he possibly worship a "demonic cultivator" as his master?
However, for the sake of the "undercover mission" entrusted to him by his senior, Yun Tiānkōng gritted his teeth and agreed.
He thought this matter was over.
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that the "nightmare" had only just begun.
After the "Anarchic Ancestor" took Yun Tiānkōng as his disciple, although he suffered continuous bad luck, often inexplicably unlucky, sometimes even getting his straw-drinking blocked, or peeing on his hand, it was truly unparalleled.
Still, the "Anarchic Ancestor" was very happy!
His final disciple, Yun Tiānkōng, possessed heaven-defying talent and simultaneously inherited the demonic cultivation legacy of the "Black Demon King" and the orthodox legacy of the "Eastern Sword Master."
Yun Tiānkōng was a one-in-a-million "dual cultivator of both orthodox and demonic paths"!
Such a "heaven-shattering prodigy" was a bargain to recruit!
When good things happen, of course, you have to brag about them, otherwise, half the fun is lost!
Thus, the smug "Anarchic Ancestor," whenever he got a chance, would brag to the other five "Dark Ancestors" about how amazing and incredible his final disciple was...
The speaker was careless, but the listener took heed!
The other five "Dark Ancestors" were tempted!
They had not yet found suitable "final disciples" to inherit their legacies.
Well, since your "Anarchic Ancestor's" "final disciple" was so great, it was better to share the joy with everyone.
Naturally, the "Anarchic Ancestor" disagreed.
What a joke!
He had never heard of a "final disciple" being shared.
Absolutely not!
I refuse!
The "Anarchic Ancestor's" strong refusal had no effect.
The other five "Dark Ancestors" forcibly took matters into their own hands. They each privately found Yun Tiānkōng.
Yun Tiānkōng remembered that night clearly.
He was cultivating in his own cave dwelling.
As the "Anarchic Ancestor's" "final disciple," Yun Tiānkōng held a high status and received excellent treatment.
He possessed an independent cave dwelling, with a small spiritual vein within, rich in spiritual energy, considered a top-notch cultivation spot.
Late at night.
Yun Tiānkōng suddenly felt that the defensive formations of his cave dwelling had disappeared.
That's right, they had disappeared, vanished in an instant.
This...
Yun Tiānkōng was shocked and awestruck.
How powerful and terrifying must the other party's strength be to make the defensive formations disappear instantly!
Yun Tiānkōng quickly went outside his cave dwelling and saw a tall, imposing elder.
Yun Tiānkōng dared not be negligent and quickly bowed.
"May I ask what powerful being has visited this junior's cave dwelling?"
Yun Tiānkōng wouldn't speak such flowery language; it was all taught to him by his "skinny black demon soul," his ever-present elder spirit.
As soon as Yun Tiānkōng finished speaking, the elder laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, little fellow, you are very interesting. This old man appreciates you... Ouch!"
The elder, halfway through his "swagger," suddenly cried out in pain, tripped on flat ground, and fell face first, a dog eating dirt.
Yun Tiānkōng
(⊙﹏⊙)
Stunned!
This expert doesn't seem that expert!
He could trip on flat ground while walking; even an ordinary old man wouldn't fall so heavily. This is too absurd!
"Ahem..."
The elder coughed twice and nimbly sprang up from the ground.
As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed!
The elder's face didn't blush, his heart didn't skip a beat, and he maintained the demeanor of a "senior expert," although the dust imprints on his face were slightly incongruous.
"You are Yun Tiānkōng, aren't you? This old man is the Proud Ancestor, one of the six great ancestors of the Dark Sword Sect!"
"Greetings, Ancestor!"
Yun Tiānkōng's heart leaped. He hadn't expected this "silly" old man to be one of the "Six Dark Ancestors."
He quickly bowed to the "Proud Ancestor."
At the same time, Yun Tiānkōng felt uneasy.
Coming to his door so late at night, the "Proud Ancestor" was likely not here for good news.
Could it be...
My "undercover identity" has been discovered?
Yun Tiānkōng's heart trembled, and he panicked like a dog.
Just then, the voice of the "skinny black demon soul" sounded in his mind.
"Little Sixth, stay calm. Your identity is definitely not discovered!"
The "skinny black demon soul" consoled him.
"If the Proud Ancestor had discovered you were a spy, he wouldn't have bothered talking to you. He would have killed you with a single palm strike!"
"Then, then why is he looking for me so late?"
Yun Tiānkōng still felt a bit flustered. He asked in his mind to the "skinny black demon soul."
"He wouldn't be looking for me with good news, would he?"
Before the "skinny black demon soul" could explain, the "Proud Ancestor" opposite him laughed and said, "Yun Tiānkōng, this old man observes that your talent is extraordinary, a rare genius seen once in ten thousand years. Are you willing to take this old man as... Ouch..."
As my "disciple"!
Before the last word "disciple" could be spoken, the "Proud Ancestor" tripped again on flat ground.
Face first again, eating dirt like a dog!
Damn it!
The "Proud Ancestor" was utterly demoralized!
He wasn't even walking; he was just standing there quietly. How could he "trip on flat ground" for no reason?
This is unscientific!
Bah, this is not immortal cultivation!