Chapter 95: The Master of the Macaque King Finally Reveals His Trace, Wen Zhong Selects Talents for His Master [Supplementary Post f

King Yuhong left Fang Longye's Daoist field, clear light of clouds and water emerging beneath his feet, splashing out ten thousand star rays as he soared back toward his own Daoist field.

Along the way, the space rippled from time to time; a figure would emerge from the void, leap, and then submerge back into the void, covering tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

Flying Body Tracing, a renowned Great Divine Ability.

Unlike "Deep Abyss Earth Shrinking," which relies more on the fluctuations of water veins and earth energy to shift and move.

Flying Body Tracing is a top-tier spatial leaping divine ability; once this ability is mastered, one can leap and shift through spatial nodes.

When cultivated to a profound level, it can even involve time; one can reach in a single thought any place where one has existed or left a trace.

As the saying goes, it is hidden within heaven and earth, roaming within the Four Seas, unknowable, unsearchable, unobservable—existing in the world, yet invisible to the world.

Just like Fang Longye, King Yuhong naturally had his own secrets; otherwise, if they had only fought with such elusive divine abilities, Fang Longye would never have dealt with the struggle between them so easily and freely.

Under the spatial leaps, even though King Yuhong's Daoist field, Mingchong Mountain, was tens of millions of miles away from Cangmang Mountain, it did not take long for him to return.

Thin clouds scattered, bright light like threads, like stars, like the moon, brilliant and varied.

What a fine treasure mountain! Mists steamed and clouds rose, Clear Qi lingered, and Divine Light was clear and bright.

In the mountain, fine trees grew lushly, fruit trees clustered, and apes leaped among the forests, rocks, and streams.

Lakes of all sizes and shapes were scattered like stars in a chessboard; when the wind blew, clear ripples shimmered, reflecting the surrounding peaks and high cliffs, exquisite as a painting.

Possessing half the bloodline of a water ape, King Yuhong inhaled the essence of the water veins rising in mists from his own Daoist field, feeling warm and moist, smiling repeatedly.

A look of ease and comfort.

The southeast foothills of the treasure mountain.

Before the steps stood three or five strange trees, their shade dense, dark green and ancient in color.

Smoke-light passed over the treetops and folded into the entrance, where frost patterns were distinct, extending to both sides like spread wings, feathers vivid, crystal clear and refreshing, suffused with purple and green.

All around were sinking smoke and congealing clouds, light halos dazzling; looking further away, it was like seeing flowers through mist, blurry and indistinct.

Having returned to his Daoist field, King Yuhong's heart stirred, and he stepped into the Cave Abode.

Precious stones hung low, like blooming lotus flowers, crystal clear and translucent.

Below was a large lake shaped like a magatama, with thousands of small islands in the middle, which could be described as scattered like stars in a chessboard.

On each small island, there were either Treasure Pavilions, refined chambers, or small huts, clustering around a spiritual island in the center.

The spiritual island was verdant, unstained by the mortal world.

In the center of the spiritual island, an ancient Spiritual Root peach tree stood tall, its branches and leaves overlapping; the branches were covered in clusters of peach blossoms, squeezed together, their lingering fragrance permeating and soaking the surroundings.

King Yuhong paced to the peach tree and turned to look at the lake.

Perhaps because of the master's return, the Spiritual Root swayed its branches, glowing with mists, slowly like a brush stroke, outlining an empty mountain without rain, the verdant green dampening one's clothes; a moist vitality rushed toward him, making the surrounding Aura become lively.

Outside the spiritual island, thin jade filled the waves, suffused with a frost-white color; at first glance, it looked as if the entire lake was made of thunder, all one color.

It was indeed thunder~

However, this thunder-water was entirely transformed from thunder essence concentrated to the extreme, having shed its inner destructive side and fully manifesting Creation Vitality, which was very rare.

He took out a Jade Talisman, octagonal and prismatic, outlining a phantom image that was indistinct in shape, changing back and forth.

With a movement of his mind, *ding-dang*—

The Jade Talisman emitted a force, creating a connection with an existence in the dark, buzzing and ringing.

Instantly, the thunder-water surged, bubbling and rising, and Divine Light shot up into the sky, from top to bottom, as if wings were spreading.

It shot out thousands of rays of light, multicolored glazed light, one after another, distinct in every detail, entwined with strange colors.

A figure appeared above the thunder-water, with long sleeves and wide robes, a high cap, a fair face, and an upright posture; behind him were layers of Divine Light, standing with his hands behind his back.

As soon as he appeared, he caused the surrounding thunder-water to rise in mists, turning into various divine flowers, scattering and falling.

The patterns inside were naturally formed, like magatamas, like Taiji, deriving hexagrams, the intersecting principles as vast as the starry sky.

"Master—" King Yuhong, seeing this figure, immediately stepped forward to pay his respects.

Looking up, he saw his master in green robes, with a cluster of thunder patterns between his brows, his eyes clear as if they could see through everything; above his crown, three thousand purple-green rays swirled, turning into a canopy that hung high down.

Clearly right before his eyes, yet there was no sensation; if he hadn't seen him, he would never have discovered him.

Worthy of the title of the Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin Thunder Sound Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable! King Yuhong understood that this was only an incarnation of his master sent down from the Heavenly Court, not his true self.

Yet it still left him unable to see clearly.

"Hmm."

Wen Zhong casually condensed a table, a Cloud Couch, and a meditation cushion, sitting down steadily with a smile on his face, saying, "Sit."

"Yes."

King Yuhong sat down with his sleeves tucked, his expression steady and his face solemn.

"Truly a piece of fine jade, a talent."

Wen Zhong praised him inwardly; the little fellow before him had none of the impatience of the Demon Clan, but instead possessed his own qualities, capable of shouldering heavy responsibilities.

"Capable of shouldering heavy responsibilities."

Thinking of this, Wen Zhong sighed in his heart. Taking him as a disciple, wasn't it to cultivate him into a talent who could stand on his own, to help his master and replace himself? Every family has its own difficult scriptures to recite.

Who among outsiders could know that he, who had always been firm in his will, would also have the pain of wavering?

The feeling of being caught between his sect and his master was truly hard to bear.

Who could have imagined that the former senior sister among the disciples of the Calamity Sect would be the reincarnation of the primordial powerhouse Doumu Yuanjun? "Master, oh Master! You know how intolerable to the world this path you have chosen is. Since you already failed in the primordial era, why must you persist?" Wen Zhong smiled bitterly in his heart.

To replace the gods of the entire firmament with the body-gods of the acupuncture points he had cultivated, thereby unifying all gods, achieving the supreme status of the Divine Dao, and finally turning the Honghuang into an inner world.

"Master, such a grand goal is too unrealistic. You failed in the primordial era and instead suffered the backlash of heaven and earth, suppressed until after the Conferring of the Gods Tribulation, only then realizing your true self and returning to the world.

Even after experiencing the First Tribulation of this era, the Human Dao's attack on heaven, did you finally break free from the control of the List of Conferring the Gods.

Now, why must you persist in this path?"

"Even if you changed your goal and no longer seek the position of the Lord of All Gods, but want to be the Lord of All Stars, ruling the Star Sea of the heavens. Yet, this path of replacing them with body-gods, won't it still offend a host of powers?"

"You are high above, so naturally you do not care. But we immortals and gods of the Shangqing Lineage truly cannot withstand a situation where we have too many enemies!"

Thinking of how, after the Conferring of the Gods Tribulation, through the multi-faceted planning and painstaking efforts of them, the losers, the declining Shangqing Lineage had finally regrouped and managed with great difficulty to gain some momentum.

He firmed his own choice. The heart's blood of many fellow Daoists over nearly ten million years could not be ruined just like this.

"Master, you seek the Great Dao, and I, your disciple, should naturally follow and support you with all my heart. But if you choose this path, the possibility of attaining the Dao is too slim.

It is even slimmer than the probability of our Calamity Sect winning in the past Conferring of the Gods Tribulation. The current Shangqing Lineage really cannot afford to gamble with you anymore! I am sorry, if you ask us disciples to fully support you and sacrifice the situation we have managed to build with such difficulty, please forgive Wen Zhong for being unable to do so."

He came back to his senses and looked at this disciple of his.

He murmured in his heart: "The kindness of a master is like the sea; Wen Zhong cannot fail to repay it. Let this disciple build a force that wholeheartedly honors you to replace me and accompany you on this journey!"

"May you be able to break through the obstacles, win that nearly invisible chance of attaining the Dao, and stand at the peak of the firmament!"

Calming his mind, Wen Zhong smiled at his disciple and said: "It seems you have already completed the task of befriending that existence."

Yurong Wang smiled and said: "This disciple also did not expect that the person I met unintentionally would actually have such a massive background."

"This shows that you indeed have great fortune." The gaze Wen Zhong turned toward Yurong Wang became even more satisfied. His disciple's initial acquaintance with that person, and even their instant rapport, was not a calculation; it was truly a coincidence.

This can only show that his own disciple truly possesses great luck and great fortune. Opportunities that ordinary people struggle to obtain through painstaking planning fell upon him naturally and directly.

Even while befriending that person, he was able to utilize them to gain some opportunities for himself, such as that old ape within Huaijing.

Even though he had already attained the Daluo realm, he was still unable to help his disciple release that cheap ancestor of his.

Only that little dragon, who has deep connections with the great powers of the heavens, would have a chance to help release that old fellow Wuzhiqi.

Yet his own disciple had unintentionally made a friend and won this opportunity.

This is also fine; only such a disciple can, after growing up, replace him and charge into battle for his master's attainment of the Great Dao.

His gaze toward Yurong Wang became increasingly gentle, and he said: "Since I have gone to the trouble of descending an avatar to the lower realm, I will preach the Dao for you once more!"

Upon hearing this, Yurong Wang sat up even straighter, waiting earnestly for his master to begin preaching the Great Dao.

Seeing this, Wen Zhong did not hesitate and immediately began to preach the Great Dao, evolving various Dharma principles, with the sound of the Dao permeating the air.

Golden Flowers and jade necklaces appeared in an endless stream.

For a time, the entire Mingchong Mountain was suffused with a profound Dao Rhyme.

Sorry, I am late again. Writing while injured, the speed is slow, please forgive me! Early yesterday morning, when I was with my girlfriend, I twisted my waist~

(End of this chapter)