Chapter 304: The Spirit-Demon Body and the Primordial Body

"Things in this world are hard to predict."

He had clearly come out to find his master, yet he ended up becoming a master himself.

"I'm starting to understand Senior Sister's hobby of liking to pick up small animals and bring them home when she goes out."

It's actually quite interesting!

However, Jing Yueqin has only ever accepted disciples on behalf of her master, and all of them are her junior brothers and sisters.

"First question Jing Yueqin, then understand Jing Yueqin, then become Jing Yueqin, and finally... surpass Jing Yueqin!"

But I, Huhu, am different from you.

I won't take in junior brothers; I am going to take in a disciple!

"You are the first disciple under my sect; I can't think of any rules for now, so I'll add them later when I think of them."

"Under my tutelage, there is only one rule."

Ren Yidao's voice turned serious, making Zhang Mang feel nervous despite himself.

"If you cause trouble in the future, just don't mention your master... Oh, that part was a joke. If my name is useful, you might as well use it."

Ren Yidao gently patted the stunned youth's shoulder and laughed heartily:

"Of course, you must never report your master's name in front of my enemies."

"By the way, do you still not know your master's name? How did I forget about that?"

Ren Yidao's expression was rarely serious as he said earnestly:

"My name is Ren Yidao, and I am the contemporary World Walker of the Divine Path Sect of the Beiming Divine Continent."

The status of "World Walker" is extremely special; in many cases abroad, it represents the public face of each sect, making one a true spokesperson for the sect.

To a certain extent, the importance of a "World Walker" is even greater than that of the young sect masters of many sects!

Ren Yidao only received this title of Divine Path Sect World Walker after he returned to the Divine Path Sect from Wentian City, when Sect Leader Sikong Yu forcibly bestowed it upon him just as he was about to leave the mountain gate.

Yes, forcibly bestowed!

Sikong Yu trapped Ren Yidao and a token together at the mountain gate, refusing to let him leave unless he took the token...

Childish!

Extremely childish!!!

Is there not a single serious person in the sect besides me!?

Circumstances were stronger than the man; although Ren Yidao felt this thing was very troublesome, he could only silently tuck it into his robes in the end, holding his nose and becoming this World Walker who had no practical use.

Although Sikong Yu did not explicitly state his reasons for doing so, in Ren Yidao's view, it was probably the tsundere Sect Leader Sikong acting out of a competitive mentality against Li Long...

That "there is no silver buried here" maneuver was just like shouting at Li Long:

【Li Long, you brat! What do you mean by this!?】

【Ah!?】

【By what right did you snatch the identity of Imperial Brother for my disciple first?】

【Are you trying to snatch our disciple away?】

【Making it seem like our Divine Path Sect can't give him a future!】

【Making it seem like our Divine Path Sect can't afford it!?】

【No way!】

【This Dao Sect Walker position, he must take it!】

Ren Yidao experienced what "forced love" from a Sect Leader was like, and only then did he finally embark on his journey eastward.

One thing worth mentioning is that the Divine Path Sect Walker is a more important status than a legacy disciple.

Before this, Ren Yidao's official status was only a personal disciple of Luoyue Peak, and only after that would he be a legacy disciple of the sect.

As a result, after this whole operation by Sect Leader Sikong, he skipped two levels and was directly air-dropped into the position of World Walker.

It was the first time he intuitively felt what it was like to have someone in the sect backing him.

Of course, although the procedure was against the rules, Ren Yidao obtaining this status did not draw opposition from any Peak Master.

Even the usually rigid Zuo Su did not say a word.

Because everyone knew that this was only a matter of time.

Ren Yidao was a heaven-gifted talent whose bell rang nine times; from the moment he performed the Descent of the Gods to choose his path, his future was already different from that of ordinary disciples.

According to the original guesses of the various Peak Masters, Sikong Yu would have let Ren Yidao become a legacy disciple the moment he stepped into Spirit Transformation, and he would only obtain the status of Walker after reaching Void Refinement.

Although it was a bit early now, it didn't have any major impact.

It was just a difference of being early or late.

Plus, the Sect Leader did not publicize it widely, so the young disciples were unaware of the specific situation and naturally wouldn't have any reaction... even if they did, it would be useless.

If anyone really jumped out to be noisy, there would be no need for anyone else to act; the sleeping vicious dog of Luoyue Peak would be the first to pounce out and tear those guys apart to serve as a snack with wine.

And this status was too unfamiliar to Zhang Mang, a child who had only grown up in Wanshou City; he didn't even understand the specific meaning of this status.

Ren Yidao didn't need his first disciple to understand it now; as long as he could understand it in the future, that would be enough.

"In any case, your master is someone with a bit of status in the Beiming Divine Continent, so the name should be somewhat useful."

"But here in the Eastern Wasteland Divine Continent, only those with enough status know my name; those ordinary fellows who aren't qualified to know it wouldn't be intimidated by it anyway."

"Of course, this is still too early for you. By the time you can walk the world, perhaps your master's name will already be circulating in the Eastern Wasteland."

Ren Yidao helped his kneeling disciple up, patted his shoulder, and used his Dharma Power to clear the dirt and dust from his body.

Because of Zhang Mang's intelligence and quick-wittedness, Ren Yidao thought he was at least fourteen or fifteen, but after checking his bones, he found that the little guy was at most thirteen.

Perhaps it is because the Eastern Wasteland is good at body tempering, so it has been inherited generation after generation, with the average height being half a head taller than in Beigan, and one can often see ordinary people over two meters tall.

Zhang Mang is now only a head shorter than Ren Yidao, and that is still under the condition of severe malnutrition; if his nutrition catches up in the future, who knows how tall he will shoot up.

"Could it be that my first disciple will actually be a muscular hunk?"

"... Hmm, it doesn't seem impossible, does it? It's much better than being some insidious, weakling sort of guy."

Ren Yidao was quite satisfied with this disciple.

His act of taking on an apprentice this time was very casual, very imprudent, and even a bit unreliable.

It was only because Zhang Mang was still young and had no other way out that he didn't feel anything was wrong; if it were anyone else, they would certainly have to consider whether Ren Yidao had ulterior motives.

If it were a teenage boy being treated this way, he would blurt out that timeless, classic question:

"You're being so good to me for no reason... do you like me?"

Ren Yidao did not deny that he had a good impression of Zhang Mang, but this did not stem from any kind of malice.

He just found him pleasing to the eye.

Testing one's character, checking one's aptitude, investigating one's family background... these points that others considered essential for taking on an apprentice were all unimportant to him.

Fate—that is what is important.

Whether it is an affinity at first sight or a stroke of good fortune, since you and I have fate, then I shall bestow a great opportunity upon you.

I am your great opportunity.

Zhang Mang did not yet understand what kind of changes would occur in his life now that he had Ren Yidao as his backer.

His wish to see everything with his own eyes was fine, but it was far from enough.

It was too small-minded, not grand enough!

As a disciple of me, Ren Yidao, how could he have such meager ambitions?

But Ren Yidao was not in a rush to make Zhang Mang change his perspective.

Meals must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be walked one step at a time; there is no need to rush for the moment.

If you can't even walk yet, don't think about running.

Take it slow.

The child is still young~

Ren Yidao took out one of his spare Dao robes and placed it into Zhang Mang's palm, along with a token that could prove his personal identity as Ren Yidao and a sound-transmitting jade.

"This is my clothing, and it is also a robe that can signify a personal disciple of the Divine Path Sect. Although it is against the rules for you to wear this since you haven't officially entered the sect yet, it's just a piece of clothing; it doesn't count as a big problem."

He then picked up Big Yellow, who was curled into an orange ball to the side, placed it on top of the robe, and pressed his disciple's hand onto its head.

"This is Big Yellow; I am leaving it here to protect you."

Big Yellow was woken from its dream and, looking up with some impatience, let out a low growl upon seeing an unfamiliar youth.

"Hiss!"

But soon, Big Yellow noticed the other person present, decisively shut its mouth, and honestly tucked its head in.

"Hehe, don't be afraid. Although it is a Demon Beast, it is a good child."

Ren Yidao held down Zhang Mang's hand, which was trying to pull back, and led him to stroke the soft fur of the Yellow Sand Tiger together.

"Its real name is Ink-Earth Yellow Sand Tiger. You will know of its fearsome reputation in the future, but don't worry about it. With me here, it is just an obedient little kitten."

Yellow Sand Tiger: "Meow?"

You're the little kitten!

Your whole family is little kittens!!!

Ren Yidao ignored Big Yellow's impotent, furious rebuttal and instructed Zhang Mang:

"Tomorrow, I am going to explore Death Valley with four others, so I am handing these things to you first. Even if I don't return for some reason later, you will be safe."

!!!

Zhang Mang's body shuddered, and he gripped Ren Yidao's palm tightly.

For the people of Wanshou City, Death Valley held a special meaning; it was the culprit behind the destruction of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect.

And for Zhang Mang, it held an even deeper layer of terror: his parents had died inside while exploring it!

It could be said that for Zhang Mang, Death Valley represented death and misfortune.

"Master! Are you going to take such a risk!?"

He was afraid.

He was afraid that Ren Yidao would be like his parents and never return.

Although the two had only spent less than half a day together, this Master who had given him hope was already the most important person in the world to Zhang Mang, aside from his grandfather.

Ren Yidao knew what the youth was worried about, patted his white-knuckled hand with his other hand, and asked softly:

"Do you think I will be in danger?"

"Who do you think I am?"

"Although it sounds like I'm arranging my affairs, I'm actually not worried at all. It's just a precaution, a backup plan."

After comforting his disciple, Ren Yidao looked into Zhang Mang's eyes and said softly:

"Besides, I still feel that there might be a possibility of curing these eyes of yours."

Since it concerned the recovery of his vision, Zhang Mang's attention was indeed diverted.

Squinting his eyes to look at Zhang Mang's pupils for a moment, Ren Yidao suddenly raised an eyebrow and probed his divine sense into his left arm.

"Hey—is anyone home?"

【...】

"Demon God! Let me ask you something, alright?"

【What is it? Speak quickly if you have something to say; do not disturb my recovery.】 The Demon God's voice was cold, but it did not mean to refuse Ren Yidao.

Having been harassed too many times, it had gradually summarized a method for how to keep itself in peace.

As long as it satisfied those not-too-excessive requests of Ren Yidao, it could obtain a period of precious quiet.

"Hmm, it's like this: have you ever seen a type of Human Race constitution that can store Demon Qi within the pupils?"

【Storing Demon Qi in the pupils of the Human Race? Are you sure?】

"Yes, it is the Human Race."

The Demon God fell into thought, and after a moment of silence, spoke:

【Based solely on your description, it seems like some kind of special constitution of the Human Race; it sounds like a Demon Spirit Body, or perhaps a Hunyuan Body.】

【Unless you allow me to observe it with my own eyes, I cannot be certain.】

The Demon God wanted to say more, but Ren Yidao cut in directly:

"Fine! Many thanks to you, old timer, you can go back to sleep now~"

The Demon God seemed to understand something and sneered at the divine sense that was rapidly withdrawing.

【Heh!】

Recalling the situation where He was clearly restricted and prevented from probing the outside world, He thought to Himself:

【So, that person is right beside you, is that it?】

【Hehe... this is actually a good opportunity; whether it is a Demon Spirit Body or a Hunyuan Body, both are more suitable than staying inside this fellow's body.】

【With these two types of constitutions, even in a human body, I can quickly recover to my peak.】

【Hehe.】 Not knowing what He thought of, He laughed sinisterly and went back into dormancy.

He needed to accumulate strength and wait for an opportunity.

And as a seasoned hunter, He was very accustomed to waiting.

"Demon Spirit Body or Hunyuan Body? This is a bit tricky."

Ren Yidao looked at the ignorant youth and pursed his lips.

Yes, the situation had become tricky.

"What kind of constitutions are these two? I've never heard of them!"

Damn it!

Huhu here is suffering from a lack of education.

"I could ask Him more, but He would definitely lay traps in His answers, so it's better not to ask."

The relationship between Ren Yidao and the Demon God was not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface; neither of these two fellows was a good person, and each harbored their own ulterior motives, secretly plotting to kill the other.

The current false balance was merely the result of both sides taking a step back; neither of them had ever said they would truly live together in peace.

"Forget it, I'll find a chance to look up information from other sources later."

Fortunately, it was not a total loss; after finishing the conversation with the Demon God, one thing could now be confirmed.

The constitution of this disciple of his was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Opening a blind box actually yielded something good!

Truly worthy of me.

"This matter requires long-term planning; don't be anxious for now, but I promise you that you will definitely be able to see the light again."

What else could Zhang Mang say? He could only kneel down excitedly and bow his head, saying:

"Many thanks, Master!"

As he supported his disciple, Ren Yidao suddenly remembered the important matter he had forgotten to ask earlier and pressed:

"Speaking of which, I was so busy taking you as a disciple that I forgot to ask: what exactly was the reason you ran in here to hide earlier?"

Zhang Mang also reacted at this moment and hurriedly said:

"Master, it is like this, I just now..."

He paused, realizing something was wrong, but then thought that the person before him was already his master, so he gritted his teeth and threw caution to the wind:

"I saw a woman who looked very much like you."

"Hm?"

Someone is imitating my face?

Wait...

"How did you 'see' it?"