After Cheng Qiye returned to the training hall, he started cooking fish.
Although Cheng Qiye wanted to take in a disciple, he couldn't rush it. As for the Immortal Gathering, Cheng Qiye didn't care about it at all, and he wouldn't take in ordinary people.
As for whether the Sword Palace would come looking for him, Cheng Qiye didn't care. In any case, he had already accepted Li Bai as his disciple. As for when this disciple would find him, that would depend on his luck.
Stewing fish required a certain degree of heat…
The door of Star Picking Palace was open, and the autumn wind blew the fragrance of the stewed fish outside.
Cheng Qiye put the fish in the pot and flipped through all kinds of myths and legends about this world.
In this world, other than humans, there were many gods, devils, immortals, and Buddhas.
Cheng Qiye could take in different types of disciples.
For example, Li Bai, who was considered a human with a talent of 98, was already considered to have outstanding talent.
In addition to humans, there were also immortals, gods, Buddhas, devils, witches…
The initial aptitude of these immortals and Buddhas could reach even higher levels.
Two hours later, the delicious stewed fish was finally ready
…
Cheng Qiye opened the system and checked his merit points.
5000 merit merit points…
10,000 years ago, when Cheng Qiye accepted Li Bai as his disciple, some wild beasts in the mountain accidentally overheard Cheng Qiye's teachings and opened their spirit apertures. Cheng Qiye had unintentionally planted a willow tree and
gained a large amount of merit points.
Until now, there were still many monumental monuments about Cheng Qiye in the demon world…
Cheng Qiye was even revered as the supreme demon.
Many great demon monarchs who had cultivated for ten thousand years regarded Cheng Qiye as their master because they had received his grace to transform. However, they didn't know his name and only vaguely remembered his imposing figure. It
only cost 100 merit points to refresh the apprentice slot.
Should he take a gamble?
It refreshed!
Cheng Qiye refreshed the apprentice slot.
Chen Daniu, Liu Xiaofeng, and the like were all gone.
A brand new slot appeared in front of Cheng Qiye.
[Disciple 1: Messenger disciple of the Jade Tripod Dojo. Aptitude: 11. Potential: 11.] [Apprentice Accepted 2
: Afang Academy student. Aptitude 12. Potential 15.] [Disciple
Accepted 3:72 disciples of the Sword Palace. Aptitude 23. Potential 10.] [
Apprentice Accepted 4: Yang Chan] Aptitude 99, Potential 99. Cheng
Qiye's gaze fell on Yang Chan's choice…her
aptitude was actually one point higher than Li Bai's…
who was this Yang Chan?
Cheng Qiye subconsciously searched for any records of Yang Chan in this world.
No…
there's no record of Yang Chan…
Since she's one point more talented than Li Bai, then I'll accept her…
Cheng Qiye clicked accept as a disciple.
The system notification sounded.
[Do you want to accept Yang Chan as your disciple? Hint: Yang Chan can awaken the God Race bloodline.]
God race?
Cheng Qiye inadvertently thought of a god...
Erlang Xiansheng Perfected Cultivator...
Yang Jian...
It seemed that his sister was called Yang Chan...
However, if this Yang Chan was the future Holy Mother, then her talent was a little too low. Li Bai was only a mortal, but his talent had reached 98...
Before Cheng Qiye could think about it, the system had already started to transfer.
[Disciple Yang Chan, heading to 100,000 years ago.】
100,000 years ago…
Yang Chan was born much earlier than Li Bai.
[Hint: Yang Chan has a blood feud. Her mother, the Fairy of Jade Lake, was sealed in Mount Hua. Her elder brother, Yang Jiao, died in the hands of the heavenly soldiers and generals. Her second brother, Yang Jian, was taken in by Immortal Yu Ding…]
Ten…
nine…
eight…
seven…
three…
two…
one…
boom!
Cheng Qiye disappeared from Star Picking Palace.
When Cheng Qiye slowly opened his eyes, he found himself in front of a ruined temple covered by a thick layer of snow and a bone-chilling wind.
Cheng Qiye looked up and saw that the plaque of the ruined temple was already worn out.
West Peak Temple…
Cheng Qiye's bones were about to shatter from the cold wind.
"So cold."
Cheng Qiye stepped into the ruined temple, his feet crunching on the snow.
Cheng
Qiye walked into Xiyue Temple and looked up to see a lonely figure shivering in a corner.
Yang
Chan…
she was about seven or eight years old, and her body was very thin. The clothes she wore were already very old. When she saw Cheng Qiye come in, she desperately hid behind him.
At that moment, Cheng Qiye's heart was filled with pity.
Cheng Qiye unbuttoned his clothes and gently walked to her side. He draped the thin clothes over her, but she was still trembling.
When Cheng Qiye put the clothes on her, she looked up at him and quickly lowered her head.
She would never forget that those immortals from the heavens had killed her father, her elder brother, and her mother. Only she and her second brother were spared.
"Why?"
"Why must our family be destroyed?”
"Second brother!"
"Why did you leave me? Didn't you say that you would protect me forever?”
"Second brother!"
"Second brother!"
Yang Chan kept retreating and hiding in the corner of the wall.
Cheng Qiye smiled.
"Little girl, why didn't you start a fire on such a cold day?”
After saying this, Cheng Qiye picked up some firewood from outside and lit a bonfire in the West Peak Temple.
Yang Chan, who was in the corner, finally became bold. She gradually approached the bonfire, but her body was still very cold. However, compared to her cold body, her heart was even colder. Three months ago, she had experienced a huge change that her age could not bear.
Cheng Qiye looked at Yang Chan and shook his head.
Cheng Qiye left Xiyue Temple again. Not long after, he returned with two hares and a carp.
When he entered Xiyue Temple, he was surprised to see Yang Chan leaning against the bonfire. She was already asleep. Her hands were tightly clenched, revealing the anxiety in her heart.
After Cheng Qiye cleaned up the wild rabbit, he set it up on the campfire and made the carp into fish soup.
It was snowing heavily outside, but the small temple at the foot of Mount Hua was warm and cozy.
When Yang Chan woke up in a daze, she smelled something delicious that she had never smelled before.
She raised her head and looked at the roasted golden hare and the delicious fish soup…
She swallowed hard.
"Here, drink." Cheng Qiye placed a bowl of fish soup in front of her and tore off a few pieces of rabbit meat, placing them on the plate in front of Yang Chan.
The pretty little girl resisted with all her might, but she couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food. In the end, she boldly picked up the bowl and drank it in big mouthfuls.
As she drank,
tears streamed down her face.
Ever since her mother was captured by the Heavenly soldiers, the family was completely ruined.
And he had never tasted such delicious fish soup again…
Cheng Qiye watched the little girl cry, and his heart clenched.
He wasn't a cold-hearted person, and he hated it when people cried.
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