Chapter 870: He is the Master, the Big Brother, and the Friend!
Chapter 870: He is the Master, the Big Brother, and the Friend!
"Why do you ask like this? It's because you don't understand Brother Ming at all!"
"Brother Ming is the best person I've ever met! He has never restricted us! Although he often appears stern, he always gives us unlimited freedom!"
"Although this world is infinitely fascinating, what I love more is Brother Ming!"
"Brother Ming lets us cook food and hotpot on the sect square without any restrictions!"
"Brother Ming lets us freely build our own homes! Hehe, although the first dimensional realm fortress I built collapsed later!"
"Brother Ming even allows the third-generation disciples to call him 'dad' every day! Hehe, so I have ten thousand more sons in the game! It's such a novel experience!"
"Brother Ming is not only our master, but also our big brother and friend! I am as strong as I am today because of Brother Ming's help!"
"Moreover, no matter how big a mess we make, Brother Ming will stand up and support us, holding up the entire world for us!"
...
Wang Lufei said with utmost seriousness.
When he uttered the last sentence, Wang Lufei thought of the scene during the First Calamity of the Heavenly Dao, the Primordial Water Calamity!
The impulsive and reckless act of rushing out to save Hei and his grandfather!
But as a result, he inadvertently implicated millions of ancient beings and all players!
However...
Brother Ming didn't utter a word of reproach; instead, he stepped forward and faced the enormous disaster that Wang Lufei had caused!
Brother Ming was forever his Brother Ming!
Feng Xiu was taken aback. Wang Lufei's words were beyond his rational comprehension!
After all, which sect leader would allow their disciples to cook food on the sect square? Or let them roam around calling people "dad"?
If there were disciples like this, they would have been exterminated long ago!
However...
Feng Xiu's intuition told him that what Wang Lufei said was true!
For a moment...
Feng Xiu's heart was stirred by emotions that he hadn't felt for a long time.
It was a memory from when Feng Xiu was still a child!
"One day, I will establish my own sect! I will be everyone's master, teaching them powerful techniques! I will be everyone's big brother, protecting them! And I will always be everyone's good friend!" A seven-year-old child spoke so earnestly.
It was the Feng Xiu of his childhood!
Over two thousand years had passed!
Feng Xiu looked down and realized that he had become an old-fashioned person, someone who strictly adhered to the rules of the Holy Ground, cautious not to take a step out of line, and fully aware of his status and how to respectfully respond when facing powerful beings.
A cultivator whose heart had grown cold, whose spine had bent!
But there was one thing...
He hadn't become the person he wanted to be when he was a child!
Yet, He Yiming had become that person!
The one who had established Flame Yellow Sect from scratch!
The one who treated all his disciples as little brothers, as friends, allowing them to live freely, happily, and carefree!
"They are truly happy!" Feng Xiu looked up again and realized.
Whether it was Wang Lufei or the JoJo Four Heavenly Kings!
Or even the tens of thousands of disciples on the Flame Yellow Sect square, or the nearly a hundred Flame Yellow Sect disciples who came to the Holy Ground for the exchange!
The most prominent quality in these disciples...
Was not the arrogance possessed by powerful forces!
Nor was it the fear possessed by weaker forces!
Instead...
It was happiness!
"We cultivators in the central region, the more we cultivate, the more we fear, the more we become anxious, the more we dread!"
"We revere the Heavenly Dao, fear powerful beings, and are wary of disciples!"
"The stronger our strength becomes, the greater our fear in our hearts grows! The chains that bind us from advancing multiply! Every cultivator in the central region ends up becoming the same!"
"Us cultivators, why would we stop at the Heaven-Dan Realm? What's so strange about that?"
"On the contrary..."
"From the very beginning, He Yiming never put any chains on his disciples!"
"He Yiming, the hearts of each of his disciples are boundlessly free! There are no constraints or limitations at all! So..."
"Each disciple of He Yiming possesses infinite potential!"
...
Feng Xiu suddenly understood and even felt a hint of envy.
At this moment, as he looked at Wang Lufei again, his perspective changed, and he finally saw a glimpse of Wang Lufei's true strength!
Invincible!
Although the vast and boundless Spirit Realm was huge!
But...
At this moment, Feng Xiu felt that there was no spirit beast in the entire Spirit Realm that could be a match for Wang Lufei!
Not only did Feng Xiu sense it, but he also believed that even those powerful Heaven-Dan realm spirit beasts could sense it too!
"No wonder no spirit beasts have attacked us..." Feng Xiu suddenly realized.
Killing a Half-Step Heaven-Dan realm spirit beast, such a strong smell of blood, coupled with Flame Yellow Sect disciples gathering for hotpot, creating such loud noises and uproar!
If it were the teams organized by the Holy Ground, they would have been attacked by a dozen or more Heaven-Dan realm spirit beasts long ago!
But until now...
Not a single Heaven-Dan realm spirit beast had appeared!
It already indicated everything!
Although Feng Xiu hadn't seen Wang Lufei take action, he suddenly had a feeling...
He was probably incapable of even blocking a single punch from Wang Lufei!
"I..." For a moment.
Feng Xiu was on the verge of saying that he wanted to join Flame Yellow Sect!
But in the end, he suppressed these words in his heart.
Over two thousand years of cultivation and Dao Heart had reminded Feng Xiu of his identity!
"Hahaha, I'm full and satisfied now, I'm heading back!" After finishing the hotpot, Wang Lufei waved his hand and left through the void.
Feng Xiu watched Wang Lufei's departing figure in silence, bowing in respect...
At the same time.
In an indescribably extraordinary realm!
In the deepest part of an ancient castle that concealed the ancient and distant years...
It was also in the deepest part of the stronghold of the Black-Clothed God Sect.
"Ah, ah, ah! Don't slap me, it hurts so much! Ah!"
While being tortured, Niu Rou Mian screamed in agony as a group of black-robed figures beat him mercilessly.
"Damn it, that He Yiming never even came to the Divine Demon Tower, and he has no intention of giving up the pill formula! Bastard!!!" Number 75, the black-robed figure, was trembling with anger.
He had just made three consecutive attempts to contact He Yiming using the Spiritual Intuition Horn.
But unexpectedly, He Yiming...
Blocked his Spiritual Intuition Horn?
That damn He Yiming actually abandoned his own son, Niu Rou Mian?
".｀ Well, since that's the case, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Number 75, the black-robed figure
, let out a cold smile, then glanced at Niu Rou Mian.
"He's useless now!" Number 75, the black-robed figure, said coldly.
"So, how should we deal with him?" The surrounding black-robed figures asked immediately.
"He Yiming has already given up on this son of his, which makes sense. How could such a powerful cultivator care about the life and death of a mere son? In comparison, a son can't be more important than the Three-Yuan Infant Pill formula!"
"In three days, I'll invite a soul searcher. I'll thoroughly search Niu Rou Mian's soul and unearth all his secrets! Heh heh, perhaps Flame Yellow Sect has placed protections on Niu Rou Mian, but unfortunately, they're meaningless!"
"I've invited the most professional soul searcher!"
...
Number 75, the black-robed figure, sneered disdainfully and then ordered a few black-robed minions to continue the torture, while keeping an eye on Niu Rou Mian. Then, he turned and left.
"Sigh, we wasted so much time!"
"Yeah!"
"If we had known this would happen, we might as well have used soul-searching from the beginning. I knew that He Yiming would give up on this son! If it were me, I would've given up too! A son can't compare to a Three-Yuan Infant Pill formula!"
...
As a few black-robed figures chatted while mercilessly beating Niu Rou Mian, they gradually sank into despair.
Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Do you desire power?"
Although Niu Rou Mian was tightly bound and hung upside down, his face swollen and bruised, he suddenly uttered these words in a calm and mysterious tone, filled with an inexplicable and mystical aura...
[This chapter clarifies the fundamental differences between players and native cultivators! It also explains why players can easily break through realms, free from inner demons and limitations!]
[In the next chapter, the plot takes off! Get ready for high energy and excitement! The brilliance of the Fourth Beta Test era is now officially beginning!]