Chapter 599: The News of Kumu Daozhang

"Uncle, just from the way you speak, your disciple—just by looking, it's clear he's male; how could I possibly let him become the Yin Yue Sect Holy Maiden?"

"That's not right; what right do I have to make someone the Yin Yue Sect Holy Maiden?"

"Our Yin Yue Sect does have a Holy Son, and given your disciple's condition, he'd be more than qualified to be our Yin Yue Sect Holy Son!"

Le Zizhen snorted, as if he could possibly not know; Xuanqing Daozhang was clearly dissatisfied with his suggestion, which is why he had spoken in that sarcastic tone, and then continued to explain:

"Moreover, Uncle, bringing this child to our Yin Yue Sect is not at all like you say—separating the child from his family across the Yin‑Yang realms."

"Even though our Yin Yue Sect resides within the Underworld, the two Yin‑Yang realms have not been completely cut off from each other."

"As long as this child can learn genuine skills, traveling between the Yin‑Yang realms is merely commonplace!"

"Heh! Commonplace?"

Xuanqing Daozhang let out a cold laugh, as if he had heard a joke of cosmic magnitude, and mocked, "Then tell me, how long must he study before he can traverse the Yin‑Yang realms?"

"The Yin‑Yang realms are not severed; a strong one possessing the ability to ascend to heaven, descend to earth, and connect the heavens can move between them."

"There are Underworld denizens who come to the mortal world to cause trouble, just as mortal cultivators go to the Underworld to commit misdeeds."

"Yet anyone who can achieve such a level is invariably a top‑tier master of the Yin‑Yang realms."

"Let alone Wang Ping'an, who is merely a preordained Yin‑dominant vessel; even if he were the reincarnation of a great being, to walk the Yin‑Yang realms would, despite the Yin Yue Sect's full cultivation efforts, still require at least several hundred years."

"Moreover, his talent, comprehension, and physical constitution must all be top‑grade."

"Hoping that Le Zizhen will take Wang Ping'an to the Yin Yue Sect, teach him skills, and enable him to traverse the Yin‑Yang realms is less sensible than simply leaving him in the Underworld to await his family's arrival."

"This… this… this…"

For a moment, Le Zizhen stammered, unsure how to reply.

He does want to blurt something out, but since Xuanqing Daozhang is his uncle, his own kin, if he dared to fool Xuanqing Daozhang, once his mother found out, she would be the first who wouldn't let him off.

He is a netherworld dweller, and knows the state of the Yin‑Yang realms even more clearly than Xuanqing Daozhang.

They are not severed, yet there exists a great power that blocks the two realms' connection.

An ancient saying goes: the Great Dao fifty, the Celestial Extension forty‑nine; evade one of them!

There are still myriad methods to travel the Yin‑Yang realms, but anyone who reaches this level is invariably a strong one among them.

Even his mother might not be able to achieve it!

Given Wang Ping'an's talent, if he truly is a preordained Yin‑dominant vessel, he could possibly shuttle the Yin‑Yang realms, but it would require at least hundreds, perhaps thousands, of years of cultivation.

"Master, master, this is a monumental piece of good news; if I go to the Underworld with that elder brother, under your sister's care, making a name for myself would be nothing more than a simple matter, right?"

Wang Ping'an eavesdropped on Le Zizhen and his master's conversation, his heart startled; he never imagined Le Zizhen would set his sights on him, even consider taking him to the Underworld, and he muttered to himself:

"How could you refuse outright? For such a monumental opportunity, why didn't you discuss it with me?"

Of course.

This kind of thought only passed through his mind once; it didn't linger.

He knows clearly what benefits would come from going to the Underworld with Le Zizhen, but he doesn't care; whatever can be obtained in the Underworld, he believes he can also obtain in the mortal world, after all he is not a frivolous person.

"You brat love to hatch random schemes; your uncle finally took on a disciple, and you want to kidnap him!"

Le Wenmao stepped forward, snorted, and closed the topic, saying:

"Speak up then; you husband and wife finally made it to the mortal world, yet you don't even spare a glance at your Xiao Zhuang, and you knock him out—what are you up to? Could it be that you're ashamed to face this kid?"

Not long ago.

Le Zhuang was struck by a black beam and collapsed outright; after Xuanqing Daozhang examined him, he said Le Zhuang was fine, though a trace of worry still lingered in his heart.

Various unsettling thoughts surfaced in his mind, and only when Le Zizhen and his spouse appeared before him did he cease worrying about Le Zhuang.

After all.

How could parents ever harm their children?

"Dad, this is my idea!"

Le Zizhen was about to speak, but before his words could leave his mouth, Zhu Xiao Xiao stepped forward; seeing both Xuanqing Daozhang and Le Wenmao with curious expressions, she didn't rush to answer, but turned to the prone Le Zhuang, her face and eyes full of guilt, took a deep breath, exhaled a heavy puff of foul air, and then continued:

"Dad, our old Le family has been a single line for generations, all counting on Xiao Zhuang to continue the lineage; if I, together with Zizhen, appear before him and let him know that in the Underworld, I, his father, you, and his grandmother are waiting for him, would he do something foolish?"

Le Wenmao's complexion changed dramatically; he instantly understood Zhu Xiao Xiao's purpose and, full of remorse, said, "Xiao Xiao, our old Le family has wronged you; to ensure our lineage continues, we cannot let you and Xiao Zhuang reunite."

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"Dad, we're all one family, what's the point of talking about being right or wrong?"

Zhu Xiao Xiao said indifferently.

"Dad, it's getting late; we should leave!"

Le Wenmao opened his mouth, about to say something, when Le Zizhen cut in:

"Uncle, my father and I are leaving; leave Xiao Zhuang in your care. I originally, along with his mother, was worried—Xiao Zhuang grew up dependent on his grandfather, and now his grandfather has passed; how will he manage alone? Now that you're here, I'm relieved!"

"Wait!"

Xuanqing Daozhang watched Le Zizhen and his spouse each grasp Le Wenmao's arm, rose to fly toward Guimen Guan, but suddenly called out.

"Uncle, do you have anything else?"

Le Zizhen halted, turned his head toward Xuanqing Daozhang, and before the Daozhang could speak, a flash of insight flickered in his mind, and he said:

"Uncle, do you want me to deliver a few words to my mother? Whatever you wish to say, just tell me, and I'll be sure to pass it on!"

"No need; knowing your mother hasn't reincarnated yet, I have nothing to tell her. Anyway, we'll meet again eventually!"

Xuanqing Daozhang smiled; the matter of Wenjun in his family could be called one of the best news he'd heard lately, yet he seemed to recall something, his face turning tense; after a long pause he said:

"Zizhen, after so many years in the Underworld, have you ever seen my master?"

"Your master?"

Le Zizhen was momentarily stunned; Le Wenmao prompted, "Kumu Daozhang!"

Le Zizhen recovered, shaking his head.

"Indeed, learning of Wenjun's news is already a heavenly blessing; how could I possibly have taken all the world's bargains?"

Xuanqing Daozhang let out a wretched laugh and sighed, "All these years, my master has probably already been reincarnated and reborn!"

(End of chapter)