Chapter 116: The Past of Yun Gong (3)

Zhuohua told her: "Because there are too many sufferings in the human world, and the Immortal Lords and Immortal Elders of the Immortal Cultivation World are compassionate and often come to the human world to help them resolve disasters."

It just so happened that on that day, the Feng Kingdom where they were located suffered a natural disaster, with floods running rampant, submerging countless fertile fields. Just when there was wailing everywhere and people were living in misery, an immortal stepped on a flying sword and descended over the Feng Kingdom.

The immortal waved his long sleeves, and the flood flowed backward and slowly receded. Although the world was full of devastation, the joy of surviving the disaster still made people excited and tearful.

In the muddy mortal world, everyone knelt and kowtowed.

The monarch of the Feng Kingdom saw the immortal, moved to tears, and shouted to the sky: "Thank you, Immortal Lord Lingfa, for saving us from suffering! This kindness and virtue will never be forgotten for generations!"

Above the firmament, the high and mighty immortal glanced faintly and left on his sword.

And the people he saved were grateful, and even couldn't spare the time to clean up the aftermath of the disaster, so they rushed to the nearby temple of Immortal Lord Lingfa to kowtow and offer sacrifices at the first opportunity.

The monarch also ordered the casting of golden statues for all the temples of Immortal Lord Lingfa in the country.

Even Qingyue was infected by this scene and couldn't help but say: "The Immortal Lords of the Immortal Cultivation World are usually rigid and boring, I didn't expect them to be so compassionate."

Immortal Lord Zhuohua touched his beloved disciple's head: "Are you envious?"

Qingyue nodded vigorously: "I also want to be the most compassionate female immortal, and like Immortal Lord Lingfa, be loved by all people! Master—"

She looked up at Immortal Lord Zhuohua with a smile: "If I also do many, many good deeds for the human world, will they also build temples and statues for me?"

Immortal Lord Zhuohua nodded: "Of course. But this is just an empty reputation in the mortal world; cultivators cannot be obsessed, otherwise they will deviate from their original intention and put the cart before the horse."

Qingyue remembered her master's words, and in the following years, they walked through hundreds of countries in the mortal world, saving countless people and resolving countless disasters. Gradually, the reputation of Immortal Lord Qingyue became bigger and bigger.

She had tens of thousands of believers and also had her own statues and temples.

She would occasionally hide behind her own statue, listening to the prayers of the believers, feeling the piety of humans towards her, and was incomparably proud.

In those years, she clearly didn't have much time to focus on cultivation, but her cultivation improved very quickly.

Master told her: "That is the power of incense. Your help to mortals, and the faith and offerings of mortals, will also feed back, greatly improving your cultivation."

Qingyue asked Master: "Since there are so many benefits, why didn't you leave your name every time we did good deeds in the past? Look, there isn't a single temple for you in this human world!"

Immortal Lord Zhuohua smiled lightly: "Because Master comes from the Human World, unlike you who are descendants of gods, born with the bloodline of the God Race, and have more opportunities to ascend to immortality. Master's cultivation has reached a bottleneck and cannot advance another level. So, let the incense power of the mortal world be left to my disciple. Look, you have just reached adulthood and already have the title of Immortal Lord; in time, you will definitely become the youngest ascender in the Immortal Cultivation World."

It was only until this moment that Qingyue understood that Master and descendants of gods like her had this essential difference.

No wonder the classmates who cultivated together in Yun Gong back then, no matter how high their evaluation of Immortal Lord Zhuohua was, when choosing a direct master, they abandoned him without exception.

Even she herself, because she didn't follow the family's instructions, was disliked by her father and lost the inheritance right of the sect.

Even so, what about it?

Her master, even if he is not a descendant of the God Race, is still the best person in this world.

"Master, if you can't ascend, disciple doesn't want to ascend either! Let's be carefree in the Human World, wouldn't that also be happy?"

Immortal Lord Zhuohua was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head with a smile: "Don't say silly things; ascending to immortality is the supreme ideal of all cultivators, how can you give it up lightly?"

Qingyue said: "For these ten million years, those who ascended to immortality have never returned, let alone returned to visit their relatives, and have not even listened to the prayers of their believers again. So, is ascension really that important? If humanity is extinguished and everything is left behind to achieve the Great Dao, then what is the point of the Great Dao?"

Zhuohua was speechless for a long time, then smiled again: "My disciple is very intelligent, Master is very gratified. Qingyue, no matter what the future path is, Master only hopes that you can follow your own heart and do what you want to do."

Later, Yun Gong summoned Zhuohua back to Yun Gong to teach students, and Qingyue followed him back.

Yun Gong had many rules, and Qingyue had never liked them. Zhuohua originally thought she wouldn't be able to stay for a few days before making trouble and wanting to leave, who knew she actually proposed that she also wanted to stay and be an instructor.

When Zhuohua asked her: "Why."

"Why?" Qingyue blinked her eyes and looked at Zhuohua with a smile, "Because I don't want to be separated from you! Master, can't you see that disciple likes you?"

Zhuohua hadn't reacted from those words yet, but she suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

That day, the master who had always been upright and dignified, blushed and panicked, and after a long while, he dropped a sentence: "Nonsense!"

"Is it really disciple's nonsense? Master, do you have any other thoughts about disciple?"

Zhuohua looked at her and said seriously: "Yueyue, I am your master; one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father. This is the human ethics rule of the Immortal Cultivation World and cannot be crossed."

"Then let's not be master and disciple. If the Immortal Cultivation World cannot tolerate it, we will go to the Human World. The few years in the Human World were also our happiest times, weren't they? Master, look at me, I don't believe that you haven't had me in your eyes for so many years!"

How could he not? It was just his deep concealment and forbearance, even deceiving himself. Until she pointed it out, the feelings he had suppressed for many years surged into his heart like a torrent.

But only for a moment, he calmed down again.

He looked at the bright and lively little disciple in front of him, and after a long silence, he said: "One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father; I will pretend I didn't hear what you said today. Later, I will send a letter to your father and let him come to pick you up."

"Master!" She tugged at Master's sleeve and asked unwillingly, "Is there really no me in your heart? We clearly have no blood relationship, so how can it be a lifetime as a father? Zhuohua, you are not that kind of pedantic person, why do you want to put shackles on yourself and me? I am willing to give up everything for you, why can't you be brave once like me?"

"Zhuohua, so you are a coward! You want to drive me away, is it because you are afraid that I will implicate your reputation? Is reputation more important than your inner true feelings?"

"Zhuohua! Master! Even if you don't accept it, don't drive me away, okay?"

However, the Immortal Lord Zhuohua, who had always been the easiest to talk to and had a gentle temperament, hardened his heart for the first time and watched his beloved disciple being taken away by her father.

No one knew how much his heart hurt at that time. Ten years of being together day and night, how could he not have already carved her into his heart.

But he couldn't cross the line; it wasn't that he didn't dare, but that he couldn't.

Qingyue, as a descendant of the God Race and the Young Master of the Qingcang Sect, was the heaven-favored daughter with the most hope of ascending to immortality in thousands of years. Yet, because she was young and ignorant, she developed feelings for a mortal.

As a master, how could Zhuohua ruin her immortal fate? Let her bear the infamy of an illicit relationship with her master, and fall from a promising female immortal into the mud?

He knew deeply that even if the disciple would resent him now, time would eventually dilute everything. When she stood on a higher peak and enjoyed more beautiful scenery, she would naturally understand Master's painstaking efforts. ===== CHAPTER 117 =====