Fantasy: The Immortal Emperor has returned for ten thousand years.
8 If you want to become an immortal, you have to be ruthless to yourself

Feng Jijun

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Su Yuan quietly looked at the descending figure.

He didn't want to care about it at first, but just as he was about to grab Buttface's father and leave, the man coincidentally fell beside him.

The two of them looked at each other for two seconds and fell silent.

"Are you alright?" Su Yuan looked at the man and asked casually.

" Cough cough…Pfft." The man coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Damn it, he was already in this state, and he still said he was fine?

"The two of you, run quickly. Don't worry about me." The man said with difficulty. He was definitely going to die now, and he did not expect these two mortals to do anything.

Just now, he had already sensed that Su Yuan and the other man did not have a single trace of spiritual energy. Although he did not know how they were able to remain safe and sound within the Fire Spirit Mountain Burning Array, it was likely that they had some kind of treasure on them.

However, now was not the time to think too much. He was already a person who was about to die.

" Alright." Su Yuan nodded. He grabbed Ergou's father and was about to leave. He had no intention of saving him.

"Kaka, there are still two living people. I'm tired, so I'll use your blood essence to replenish my strength.”

Unexpectedly, the Bat Demon also saw Su Yuan and the others. With a delighted expression, it immediately rushed over without saying a word.

The handsome man was shocked. The three of them were probably going to die here.

In the next moment, a spiritual light flew out.

"Ah, what is this? Ah, pfft."

A terrified cry suddenly came from the sky, followed by an explosion. The Bat Demon's entire body turned into a bloody mist and dissipated on the spot.

Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

The handsome man, Bai Yixiao, widened his eyes in shock. He felt the blood dripping down from the surroundings and was speechless for a long time.

"My clothes are dirty. I have to wash them when I go back.”

Su Yuan frowned slightly and said speechlessly before turning around to leave.

"Senior." Bai Yixiao saw Su Yuan leave and quickly called out.

"Hmm?"

"Thank you for saving my life, Senior. Disciple Bai Yixiao, may I know Senior's name?”

"Su Yuan."

"Does Senior Su have a disciple?"

"No, you should go back early too. It's not safe in the middle of the night.”

After saying this, Su Yuan turned around and disappeared into the night.

" Su Yuan…" Bai Yixiao looked at the night sky and silently remembered this name.

After sending Buttface's father home safely, he was fine after recuperating for a while.

After that, everything returned to normal. It was worth mentioning that many itinerant cultivators had recently come to Little Yan Town.

When they heard that an underground graveyard had appeared in the encampment of Little Yan Town, many cultivators had come over to investigate.

Of course, that place was already under the control of the Incineration Moon Sect. If the itinerant cultivators wanted to get a share of it, they could only wait for a month.

Usually, when unimportant graves were discovered, the large sects would immediately take control. After they had finished looting, they would charge a fee to let the itinerant cultivators in to try their luck.

This was an unwritten rule.

A few days later, Su Yuan opened the door and saw an extremely handsome man standing in front of the door.

"Master, disciple is here."

Seeing Su Yuan, Bai Yixiao respectfully said.

"Who is your master?" Su Yuan frowned slightly. This man's voice was sharp and sounded like a sissy.

"Master said that day that there was no disciple, so I came.”

"I said that I don't have a disciple, but I didn't say that I would accept one.”

Su Yuan's face darkened.

Bai Yixiao opened the door and followed him in.

"I don't accept disciples here. Since you're here, you can go back if there's nothing else.”

"Master, this disciple is wholeheartedly pursuing the Dao and only wants to reach the peak. This disciple sincerely came to take you as my master and hopes that master will grant your wish.”

" Finish your tea and leave." Su Yuan poured him a cup of tea and sat down.

Su Yuan looked at Bai Yixiao's flawless face. His skin was snow-white and his facial features were exquisite. If not for his Adam's apple, Su Yuan would not have believed that he was a man.

He had seen many people who were so handsome that they could not be distinguished between men and women, but that was in the immortal world.

However, this was the first time he had seen such a beautiful man in the Xuanling World.

However, her voice was like a sissy's, soft and soft.

"Master, are you interested in me by looking at me like this?”

"Huh?"

"Master, it's not your fault. I know that I'm too beautiful, but this is natural.”

Bai Yixiao said seriously, while Su Yuan's face was filled with black lines.

"Master, are you willing to listen to your disciple's experience in the past thousand years?”

" No, I'm not interested…" Su Yuan shook his head.

"That was a thousand years ago. I had no parents since I was young. Because I had spiritual roots, I joined the Ten Thousand Flower Sect. It was only when I became an adult that I realized that I was a man.”

"Pfft…" Su Yuan spat out the tea he had just drunk and looked at Bai Yixiao in disbelief."You castrated yourself?”

"Yes, because the Ten Thousand Flower Sect does not accept male disciples, in order to stay in the Ten Thousand Flower Sect, I castrated myself.”

"How ruthless!" Su Yuan looked at the beautiful man who was actually a eunuch. If he was unharmed, he would have charmed countless young ladies.

Silently, Su Yuan looked at his treasure and thought about it. He had never used this treasure before. It seemed useless to keep it…

Bai Yixiao became a Spirit Master at the age of thirteen, a Great Spirit Master at the age of twenty, and a Spirit King at the age of a hundred.

He had advanced to the Spirit Paragon level at the age of five hundred. He was a rare genius that the Ten Thousand Flower Sect had not seen in a thousand years.

Now, he was more than a thousand years old and had already reached the Fifth Stage Spiritual Venerable Realm. On average, he would advance to the First Stage every hundred years.

This cultivation speed was not the slightest bit weaker than Su Yuan back then.

Then, Bai Yixiao patiently talked about his childhood to adulthood, and then from adulthood to a thousand years.

They talked about the level of Spirit Master, then Great Spirit Master, then Spirit King, and then from Spirit King to the deeds of Spirit Paragons.

This conversation lasted for more than half a day, and Su Yuan was dumbfounded.

He wasn't stunned by Bai Yixiao's extraordinary talent or his various fortuitous encounters. Instead, he was stunned by the fact that this fellow had been talking for eight to ten hours without stopping once. He hadn't even taken a sip of tea.

"Master, what do you think of the food?”

Bai Yixiao asked as he washed his clothes.

"Yes, the food is quite delicious, but I really don't accept disciples. I'm just a mortal…"

"It's okay, Master. As long as I can be by Master's side, Master doesn't have to care about me.”

Bai Yixiao laughed shamelessly.

"Up to you then."

Su Yuan glanced at Bai Yixiao. The Ten Thousand Flower Sect had really taken in a peerless genius. He was ruthless to him and didn't even need to use the love path.

In the sect, even without his guidance, such a disciple would be able to cultivate to the peak of the Spirit Sage realm in at least three to five thousand years and ascend to the Immortal World in ten thousand years.

Thinking of this, Su Yuan looked at his treasure again.

Bai Yixiao was too ruthless. He castrated himself so casually. Putting himself in Su Yuan's shoes, Su Yuan would never do such a stupid thing.

Such a disciple was such a pity. How many young girls would be disappointed?

Just like that, Bai Yixiao shamelessly stayed in Su Yuan's house. Sometimes, a voice transmission talisman would fly over, and he would go out for a few days. Sometimes, he would come back once a month.

Even so, he still did not forget to cultivate and complete missions. He was really too dedicated and hardworking.

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