Chapter 312 : Master and Disciple

Chapter 312: Master and Disciple

Within a side courtyard in the Chu Capital.

Emperor Chu was leisurely flipping through a classical text. His status on the Origin Continent was now extremely detached—free of worries and burdens. No one dared provoke him. Even some of the obligations that an Emperor should shoulder had been exempted for him by the Ancestor. Now Emperor Chu devoted all his attention to comprehending the Ultimate Realm Origin Path.

“Hm?” Emperor Chu looked up in surprise.

A black-clothed, black-haired man appeared above the courtyard and then descended.

“Luo Feng.” Emperor Chu rose with a smile. “How do you have time to come here?”

He knew very well that most of this disciple’s energy was devoted to places beyond the Source World! The Ancestors of the Two Kingdoms and Emperor Qing were the same—they rarely appeared on the Origin Continent.

“Master.” Luo Feng smiled. “I went to the Jiugang Holy Realm. I’ve accumulated some resources now, so I prepared some cultivation treasures for you.”

“You even thought of your master…” Emperor Chu grinned, clearly delighted.

With a wave of Luo Feng’s hand, many auxiliary cultivation treasures appeared nearby. Each treasure had been stored with extreme care. The numerous Heavenly Treasures from the Jiugang Holy Realm naturally emitted faint auras that made Emperor Chu feel slightly dizzy. Yet at the same time, his thinking speed surged, and inspiration began to arise.

“These were collected in the Jiugang Holy Realm. Based on Master’s lifeform level, these ninety-two types of auxiliary Heavenly Treasures should be the most suitable. Master can try each one and see which suits you best,” Luo Feng said. “I’ll transmit the usage methods of these treasures to you now.”

Emperor Chu received the transmission.

Among these ninety-two auxiliary Heavenly Treasures, even as an Emperor of the Ancient Flame Kingdom, Emperor Chu had previously heard of only three of them—and those were treasures he had never been willing to exchange for.

“Master cultivates the Path of Destruction,” Luo Feng continued. “In the Jiugang Holy Realm I found various inheritances related to that path. Inheritances below the God Emperor level are very cheap. I bought more than a hundred of them. Master can use them for reference.”

“Oh.” Emperor Chu listened attentively.

“And there’s also this.” Luo Feng flipped his hand and produced a book. “This is something I personally wrote—some of my insights on the ‘Origin Path of Destruction.’ Master can read it more often.”

What his master most urgently needed now was to comprehend the Ultimate Realm Origin Path of Destruction.

The “Origin Path of Destruction” written by Luo Feng did not exceed the scope of the Ultimate Divine King. However, after seeing countless lifeforms and many combinations of life and destruction used by beings who had escaped the Prison Cage, Luo Feng’s understanding of destruction had become far deeper.

Looking back now, writing a book on the Origin Path of Destruction naturally resulted in something extraordinary.

Luo Feng also planned to give Morosa a copy of the “Origin Path of Destruction” up to the Early-Stage God Emperor. Although Morosa had reached the Ultimate Realm mainly by eating and drinking, making the chance of breaking through to God Emperor extremely slim, Luo Feng still intended to offer some support. Perhaps a miracle might occur someday.

“With so many treasures, how many Primordial Crystals did you spend?” Emperor Chu asked while looking at the numerous treasures placed everywhere.

“Not much, not much.” Luo Feng did not elaborate. It had only cost about a million Primordial Crystals. For him now, it was truly insignificant.

Emperor Chu looked at the book written by Luo Feng.

“Of the ninety-two auxiliary Heavenly Treasures you gave me, I’ve only heard of three. Just guessing, they must be worth a fortune,” Emperor Chu sighed. “And this book—you personally wrote it. It must have taken you a very long time.”

“Luo Feng.”

Emperor Chu looked at him. “You’ve only been outside the Source World for a little over a thousand eras. There’s really no need to think about taking care of your master! Right now you should devote all your focus to your own cultivation. I’ve never been beyond the Source World, but I’ve long known—it’s full of dangers and survival there is extremely difficult.”

“Adventuring beyond the Source World means relying entirely on yourself! Competing against powerful beings from countless worlds. Your master here on the Origin Continent lives without worries, but you out there are in extreme danger.”

Emperor Chu and the other Emperors all clearly understood the horrors beyond the Source World.

“Your cultivation is more important. Once you’ve truly secured your footing, it won’t be too late to look after your master.” Emperor Chu looked at the gifts, reluctant to accept them. “Take these treasures back and exchange them for Primordial Crystals.”

“No need.”

Luo Feng quickly replied, “Master, don’t worry. I went to the Jiugang Holy Realm, where the danger level is relatively low—far less than the Dark Holy Realm. In the Jiugang Holy Realm, I’m already among the very top group. There aren’t many stronger than me.”

“Don’t deceive your master!”

Emperor Chu shook his head. “Our royal Emperors will eventually go beyond the Source World, so we know a bit about it. The Jiugang Holy Realm has thirty-five cities. I have some shallow understanding of them. Even the Ancestor once said that in the Jiugang Holy Realm he wouldn’t dare claim to be among the very top! There are quite a few stronger than him!”

Luo Feng thought for a moment.

In Rainlan City alone, there were at least dozens stronger than the Ancestors of the Two Kingdoms.

Across the thirty-five cities of the Jiugang Holy Realm, there were probably more than a thousand stronger than them.

“In the Jiugang Holy Realm, there are indeed many stronger than the Ancestors of the Two Kingdoms,” Luo Feng said while looking at his master. “But there really aren’t many stronger than me.”

“Hm?” Emperor Chu looked at Luo Feng. “You mean you’re stronger than the Ancestors of the Two Kingdoms?”

“Yes. Slightly stronger—by one level.” Luo Feng did not hide the truth from his master.

“Stronger by one level?” Emperor Chu was stunned.

One level?

“I just broke through,” Luo Feng said with a smile. “Master is the first person to know besides me.”

A storm surged in Emperor Chu’s heart!

How long had the Ancestors of the Two Kingdoms cultivated? They had experienced several cycles of reincarnation on the Origin Continent and had even ventured into the Dark Holy Realm.

And his disciple Luo Feng had only gone to the Jiugang Holy Realm for a little over a thousand eras… yet he was already a level stronger than them?

It was terrifying!

“Master, can you accept these gifts now?” Luo Feng asked.

“Yes, I’ll accept them.” Emperor Chu was still shocked but soon regained himself and cautioned, “The more dazzling your talent, the more you must remain steady!”

“Don’t worry, Master,” Luo Feng replied.

“Come sit.”

Emperor Chu waved his hand to store the gifts and said, “Tell me in detail about the Jiugang Holy Realm. My understanding of it only comes from internal royal records. Even Emperor Qing refused to tell me much.”

“Alright, I’ll explain it properly,” Luo Feng said with a smile.

He sat down, personally poured wine for his master and for himself, and began chatting.

…

After talking for a long time, Luo Feng finally took his leave.

Emperor Chu remained in the courtyard, feeling deeply emotional.

“When I first accepted Luo Feng as a disciple, I planned to cultivate him well. When I discovered his talent, I thought perhaps he could accompany me in adventures beyond the Source World,” Emperor Chu reflected. “Who would have thought… he would already be a level stronger than the Ancestors of the Two Kingdoms.”

“My disciple…”

Emperor Chu did not know what to say.

His disciple possessed extraordinary talent and had soared into the sky!

Even the group formed by the three Emperors—Emperor Yan, Emperor Xi, and Emperor Wu—had suffered two deaths and one escape merely because they slightly obstructed his path. Emperor Xi and Emperor Wu had even been personally killed by the Flame Wind Ancestor.

“The Ancestor truly saw further than I did,” Emperor Chu sighed. “I wonder just how far this disciple of mine will go.”

Luo Feng also went to visit Zuo Shan Ke.

Zuo Shan Ke was far weaker than Emperor Chu. Although Luo Feng carefully prepared gifts, the total cost was only a little over one hundred thousand Primordial Crystals. Treasures that were too expensive or powerful could not be endured by Zuo Shan Ke’s body.

“Master, these are classics I purchased in the Jiugang Holy Realm,” Luo Feng said. “They’re all suitable for your ‘World Path.’ There are also dozens of weapon-refining manuals.”

He presented all the classics to his master.

In the Jiugang Holy Realm, classics below the God Emperor level were extremely cheap.

Among the hundreds of millions of cultivators in Rainlan City, at least Ultimate Realm lifeforms were present. Many of them sold their classics, feeling satisfied even if they only received one or two hundred Primordial Crystals.

“Good, good.” Zuo Shan Ke nodded with a smile while looking at the gifts.

Luo Feng’s feelings toward Zuo Shan Ke were far deeper than those toward Emperor Chu.

Without Master Zuo Shan Ke, there would be no Earth’s human race.

The Star Tower, the Nine Tribulations Secret Canon, the Lieu Yuan Technique… all of it had been given to him by his master. Luo Feng had always been grateful.

“Luo Feng, you know your master’s talent and comprehension. In terms of understanding the Origin Path, I still haven’t even reached the Second Stage Divine King,” Zuo Shan Ke said with a smile. “You don’t need to spend too much effort on me.”

“Having avenged my great enemies and now enjoying peaceful days—I’m already very satisfied,” Zuo Shan Ke said.

Luo Feng could sense his master’s lack of desire.

Knowing his master’s past experiences, Luo Feng understood. The people Zuo Shan Ke cared about most—his close relatives and friends—had died long ago.

For countless years afterward, his master had lived only for revenge.

With Luo Feng’s help, that revenge had succeeded. His master’s greatest wish had been fulfilled.

Cultivation?

His master simply lacked the motivation.

“Master, when you have time, you can study these inheritances. Treat them as a way to pass the time,” Luo Feng said.

“Alright. I’ll slowly study the gifts you brought,” Zuo Shan Ke replied with a smile. “Perhaps I might even improve a little and reach the Second Stage Divine King.”

Luo Feng chatted with Zuo Shan Ke for only a short while before taking his leave.

Because he sensed that his master had already lost interest in continuing the conversation.

“Time… space…”

Zuo Shan Ke sat there as a mirror appeared before him.

Inside the mirror was a scene of a woman teaching a young boy.

“In the Primal Universe, suppression is weaker. Space-time can still be slightly reversed, allowing the resurrection of some weaker beings. But the space-time of the Origin Continent is far too heavy—it cannot be reversed at all to resurrect the dead,” Zuo Shan Ke sighed.

“Senior Sister…”

Zuo Shan Ke gazed at the woman in the mirror.

He had engraved his memories into this mirror treasure.

Within the mirror were countless memories of him and his senior sister, along with memories of his fellow disciples and friends.

Whenever he had nothing to do, he would watch this mirror.

“How I wish I could return to the past,” Zuo Shan Ke closed his eyes. “Even if it were only for a moment… even if I died afterward, I would still be willing.”

…

Luo Feng delivered gifts to each of his masters.

He could sense that every one of them was delighted.

Only Master Zuo Shan Ke, though smiling happily on the surface, did not truly care about these external things.

“My master’s regret… I still have no way to solve it,” Luo Feng thought.

After delivering the gifts, Luo Feng returned to peaceful days.

In Rainlan City, the Master of the Insect Nest did not come looking for trouble, and the Yun Dan Tower’s business flourished naturally.

For the moment, Luo Feng also had no plans to go hunting. Instead, he was obsessively researching one Primordial Bloodline after another. Each time he mentally completed a bloodline and compared it with the “most perfect answer” of that bloodline, he gained tremendous insights.

Peaceful days flowed by like water.

Before he knew it, another thousand eras had passed.