Chapter 579: Apprenticeship and Farewell

"Hu Nao! Hu Nao!!"

Huang Yaoshi heard Huang Rong talking about "accepting a disciple on behalf of a master" from afar, and he was so angry that his face started to turn green.

He wasn't a fool; how could he not see the look in his precious daughter's eyes when she looked at this young man? Her behavior was so intimate that it was as if she wanted to stick to him. Even if he looked down on Confucian etiquette, seeing this situation made him feel blood rushing to his head.

If Huang Yaoshi were a modern person, he would really start cursing. Although this man before him was sturdy and mighty, and he was Hong Qigong's disciple...

Huang Yaoshi was stunned and immediately stared at Wu Pifu, "You are not Brother Hong's disciple?"

Wu Pifu shook his head, "No, although I admire the Seven Beggar very much, I am indeed not his disciple."

Huang Yaoshi narrowed his eyes, especially looking at the big tree that had been broken by Hong Qigong's palm. He was secretly shocked by Hong Qigong's progress, and at the same time, he was suspicious of everything before him.

It was very clear that Hong Qigong was teaching this kid and his daughter martial arts. Otherwise, how could he allow the two of them to watch him practice the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms from the side?

In the martial arts world, martial arts are the most precious. As the saying goes, "Ten thousand books are falsely passed down, one sentence is truly passed down." In a sect, even ordinary martial arts are cherished. To teach a disciple, one must examine them repeatedly. As for unique martial arts, they are often only learned by successors. If they spread to the martial arts world, they must be pursued to the end, never dying until the end.

Hong Qigong was not a born saint; how could he easily teach the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms to someone who was not his disciple?

Just as Huang Yaoshi was suspicious, Hong Qigong laughed heartily, "You Huang Laoxie are truly tactless. Didn't you see that the young couple has already experienced life-and-death trials? Is it right to drive away such a worthy son-in-law?"

Huang Yaoshi's face stiffened. Ignoring Wu Pifu, who was kneeling on the ground, he said coldly to Hong Qigong, "Brother Hong, watch your words! Rong'er, come with Father!"

After speaking, he stepped several meters away and was about to reach out to grab Huang Rong. But he had only stepped a few meters when his whole body suddenly stiffened, because Wu Pifu was still kneeling in front of him, with the angle and distance exactly the same as before. If it weren't for his different position, he would have suspected whether he had moved at all just now.

Just now, Wu Pifu had suddenly approached; this time, Wu Pifu was kneeling in front of him. Huang Yaoshi immediately knew something was wrong. He gave a cold, sinister laugh, stepped into the Bagua steps, and flashed multiple afterimages between his movements. He had already approached Huang Rong's side, but when he stopped, the hand he was about to reach out could no longer be extended.

Wu Pifu was still kneeling in front of him, with the angle and distance exactly the same as before.

Wu Pifu knelt and cupped his hands, "Master is above. Although you didn't accept me, the situation was urgent at the time, and it was all thanks to Rong'er teaching me the introductory mental cultivation method. Otherwise, I might have died there. So I must repay this debt of gratitude and cause. From today on, I am a disciple of Taohuadao."

Huang Yaoshi's personality was incomparably stubborn. Even knowing that the young man before him was likely an expert among experts he had never encountered in his life, as soon as his temper flared, he immediately said coldly, "I've only ever heard of forcing someone to be a disciple, never of forcing someone to accept a master... Fine, if you want to be a disciple, today you must defeat..."

"No! Father!"

Huang Rong was immediately shocked. She wasn't afraid that Wu Pifu would really kill Huang Yaoshi, but she was afraid that an accident would happen when the two fought, and her father would really be gone.

So Huang Rong immediately called out, "Brother Pifu is a Heavenly Man, you are really not his match!"

Huang Yaoshi's face turned from green to white, and from white to green. He snorted coldly and raised his hand into a sword-palm. However, he also had pride and didn't sneak attack or attack directly. Instead, he said to Wu Pifu, "If you are a man, come and fight me now. In the martial arts world, we see the truth in our hands!"

Wu Pifu naturally couldn't attack Huang Yaoshi. He looked at his "confusion index" and simply lowered his head, ignoring him. Anyway, even if Huang Yaoshi hit his forehead, it would probably be no different from scratching an itch.

Huang Yaoshi became even angrier, his green clothes fluttering without wind. Huang Rong was anxious in her heart. Hong Qigong was watching the show from the side. Huang Rong suddenly had an idea and said loudly to Wu Pifu, "Brother Pifu, fly up! Fly once. My father will definitely be happy when he sees it, and he will definitely accept you into the sect."

Huang Yaoshi's hand stiffened for a moment, and he immediately said disdainfully, "Even if you have supreme light-body martial arts, so..."

*Whoosh! *

Wu Pifu stepped on the ground and rushed straight into the sky, into the sky, into the sky...

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong looked up for more than a minute. Both of them looked at Huang Rong with an expression of "He really can fly."

Huang Rong said proudly, "I told you, Brother Pifu is a Heavenly Man, and even among Heavenly Men, he is a leader. What's so special about flying? Brother Pifu can even spit flying swords from his mouth! Brother Pifu, come down."

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong immediately looked at him with awe.

In the martial arts world, there had been rumors of Sword Immortals since the Tang Dynasty, but people had never seen them. Even if a martial arts expert's strength was strong, being able to condense a three-inch sword glow was already an expert among experts. And this Heavenly Man could actually spit flying swords from his mouth?

Could it be that he really was an Immortal?

The two saw Wu Pifu slowly descending from the ten-thousand-foot sky. This was definitely not any martial arts trick. Huang Yaoshi's face also carried extreme solemnity. When Wu Pifu landed on the ground, Huang Yaoshi immediately asked Huang Rong, "Rong'er, what exactly happened? What is a Heavenly Man? Where does this... come from? Could it be... from the Kunlun Immortal Pool? Or an overseas Immortal Island?"

Huang Rong ran to Wu Pifu's side with a smile, holding his hand, "I told you, he is a Heavenly Man, so naturally he comes from the Heaven beyond Heaven."

After speaking, Huang Rong briefly told the two about her experience.

"... Right! I have also heard of the Great Comet. It is said that there was a comet as big as a peck that swept across the earth. I didn't expect... it was actually a Heavenly Man traveling?" Hong Qigong said with a complex face.

Let alone Hong Qigong, Huang Yaoshi, who came out to find his daughter, had also heard of this comet incident. He just didn't expect that it actually had something to do with his own daughter.

Wu Pifu took over Huang Rong's words, "This is truly my responsibility. At that time, I only wished to obtain Immortal Martial Arts, which is your internal energy. But I didn't expect to snatch Rong'er away, which changed her own destiny. Otherwise, the one before you now wouldn't be me, but Guo Jing."

All three looked at him with strange eyes, especially Huang Rong, whose face became serious as she looked at Wu Pifu.

Wu Pifu shook his head, "It's just that destiny has already changed. Thinking about these things is useless. At that time, I accidentally snatched Rong'er away. I was completing a task extremely important to my civilization. Thanks to Rong'er temporarily teaching me internal energy, I promised to join Taohuadao. Relying on the temporary improvement, I managed to complete the task and survived the disaster. This time, returning to this world, firstly, it is to fulfill my promise to Rong'er and send her home. Secondly, I also want to obtain some supreme martial arts in this world to verify my own martial arts."

Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong heard all this. Although they believed it, they couldn't imagine that magnificent Heaven beyond Heaven world. For a time, they were both lost in thought.

After a few seconds, Huang Yaoshi asked Wu Pifu with a complex face, "You are a Heavenly Man, what is your lifespan?"

Wu Pifu thought for a moment, "I don't know specifically, but living for thousands or ten thousand years should be no problem."

Huang Yaoshi was a scholar of all things and had studied the three religions and nine schools. He thought for a moment and said, "Then your lifespan is already close to the Heaven of Free Transformation... Is there Mount Sumeru in the Heaven beyond Heaven?"

Wu Pifu nodded seriously, "Yes, but it is very terrifying and is also a legendary place. The Mount Sumeru of the Buddha Realm—I cannot go there yet."

Huang Yaoshi was still greatly shocked. He was silent for a long time before saying, "Are you really willing to accept me as your master? My daughter was protected by you in the Heaven beyond Heaven, and what she taught you was only an introductory mental cultivation method, which is not worth anything. Since you are a Heavenly Man, why bother with such tedious etiquette?"

Wu Pifu shook his head and knelt down again, "A promise is a promise. What's more, although I admire the Seven Beggar the most, I also admire you, Master. Especially in the future, you personally helped kill the Mongol Tartars and defended Xiangyang City. I admire this kind of sentiment and integrity very much."

Huang Yaoshi was truly confused, but he already knew that the person before him was a true Heavenly Man, so some supernatural things were not strange. Hearing his promise, he was touched and happy. He immediately said, "That's good. Since that's the case, I will accept you as my disciple. You are now a disciple of my Taohuadao. Take a name according to my sect's ranking. You can be named..."

Huang Rong suddenly held Huang Yaoshi's arm and shook it, "Father, don't take a sect name. Brother Pifu is the leader of the human civilization in the Heaven beyond Heaven. His name has its own use for seals. Taking another name is really not good."

Huang Yaoshi pondered for a moment and nodded, "That's true. Then you can just use your original name. Your name is..."

"Disciple Wu Pifu, greetings to Master!" Wu Pifu immediately bowed.

Huang Yaoshi was truly happy in his heart and said repeatedly, "Good, good, good. Pifu is now my last disciple."

Hong Qigong watched from the side with envy and laughed, "Good fortune, Brother Huang truly has good fortune."

Wu Pifu stood up at this time. He looked at Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi, and Hong Qigong, and just smiled, "Rong'er, since you have seen your father, and I have joined Taohuadao, it can be considered that I have sent you home. I will go now. If I want to collect martial arts in this world, I must fly away. Otherwise, I really can't walk through it in a month. So, goodbye..."

"No!"

Huang Rong was immediately shocked. She rushed toward Wu Pifu. Wu Pifu's heart softened, and he allowed Huang Rong to pounce on him. Otherwise, with a flash, no one in this world could really touch him.

Huang Rong's tears flowed down. She held Wu Pifu's arm and said, "Brother, do you really want to abandon me? Is this a parting forever?"

Wu Pifu was silent. Huang Yaoshi and Hong Qigong also sensed that something was wrong. Both of them stepped forward. Huang Yaoshi asked seriously, "Pifu, my disciple, what is the matter?"

Wu Pifu remained silent. Huang Rong said urgently to Huang Yaoshi, "The Heaven beyond Heaven is also full of wars, and there are even more terrifying gods and demons. Brother Pifu is going to fight, and he is going to fight alone, abandoning human civilization. The enemies are even four times stronger than Brother Pifu!"

"Wah, if he goes, he won't come back to find me!"

Huang Rong cried loudly, tears rolling down, her voice incomparably desolate.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 580 =====