am-books Chapter 473 - 357: Oath of the Azure Clouds_2
Chapter 473 - 357: Oath of the Azure Clouds_2
Chapter 473: Chapter 357: Oath of the Azure Clouds_2
Yang Jin pushed the woman up the mountain and sped his flying sword towards the ghostly face, but the secret techniques deployed by several Golden Core Demon Monarchs were far from something he could resist. Within a few breaths, the ghostly face swallowed them up.
Fortunately, his protective magic treasure prevented his soul from scattering to the winds.
The woman, pale with fright, was about to reveal her identity to scare off the Demon Head when she suddenly heard a young voice.
“Eh?”
Immediately, a wild wind rose out of nowhere, effortlessly blowing the ghostly face into oblivion, not even giving the several Demon Heads a chance to escape; their bodies and souls disintegrated into dust within the wind.
The wild wind came quickly and left just as swiftly.
Yang Jin fell to the ground from midair, his eyes tightly closed, lapsing into unconsciousness.
“Thank you, senior,”
the woman said, bowing to the mountain. She picked up Zhao Jin, turned into a streak of escaping light, and vanished.
Meanwhile.
At Qingyun Temple.
In Zhou Yi’s hands appeared several remnant souls, the leftovers from casually slaying the Demon Heads.
Soul Search!
“Disciples of the Unfounded Ghost God? That woman’s physique is Xuan Miao, intended to be cultivated into a furnace, with orders for the disciples to capture!”
Zhou Yi had heard of the Unfounded Ghost God, a great demon who had escaped from the heavenly prison. He roamed the Mortal World, gathering many disciples and teaching them demonic Cultivation Techniques.
The Heavenly Court had issued a warrant for his arrest, but perhaps the Unfounded Ghost God’s Escape Skill was too profound, and he had yet to be brought to justice.
“Such ghostly karma need not weigh on the mind,”
Zhou Yi said as he sealed the remnant souls into his sleeve, to add to the Myriad Souls Banner in the future and increase its power.
“It’s quite unexpected that after more than a hundred years, that lad Yang Jin not only achieved Core Formation but also took a beautiful wife...”
...
One month later.
The ceremony for the Heavenly Master’s ascension began.
For the past few days, escaping lights landed in Qingyun Temple from time to time.
The Dao that had been handed down for over two thousand years had many followers, both far and near, especially since the Divine Ox attained the status of Demon Saint, increasing the frequency and cordiality of visits.
At noon.
Azure Cloud Hall.
The ceremony officially began, first with a speech from the sixth-generation Heavenly Master...
Zhou Yi clapped encouragingly at the right moment, and the guests at the event were all well-behaved, not daring to make any disturbance.
The Divine Ox sat on the left, with Sun Changsheng on the right; the former was the backbone of Qingyun Temple, while the latter was the most honored guest of the day.
Zhen Gu reminisced about the Heavenly Master’s achievements and spoke of past Heavenly Masters for half an hour before taking out the Jade Stone seal from his sleeve.
“Nephew, I entrust this Heavenly Master’s token to you. The position of the Heavenly Master is an honor, a burden, and an expectation!”
“Uncle Master, rest assured, I shall not let you down,”
Zhou Yi replied as he took the seal, walked to the higher seat, and sat on the Heavenly Master’s chair, while his disciples, who had been waiting outside for a long time, bowed neatly.
“Greetings to the Heavenly Master.”
The guests, looking at the two Demon Saints, also bowed.
Once the ritual was complete,
Zhou Yi was officially the seventh Heavenly Master, gently touching the armrests of the Heavenly Master’s chair, familiar yet strange.
It was a story meant for personal entertainment, only privately circulated, yet the manuscript somehow ended up in the hands of the presiding Taisui.
If that person had a smooth reincarnation, they would be almost of age now!
Three days later, the guests dispersed.
Bai Suixin invited Zhou Yi to be a guest at the Heavenly Court, which, as expected, was declined.
“I need to go into seclusion these days, but I will surely visit in the future!”
Zhou Yi didn’t need divination to know that a visit to the Heavenly Court would mean no return. Although it wouldn’t lead to death, it would likely mean being confined within the Heavenly Master’s Temple.
After the celebration ended.
Sun Changsheng dragged Zhou Yi to the Mo Cloud Cave, insisting on swearing a brotherhood oath.
The ox, looking helpless but agreeing after consulting with Zhou Yi, knelt in front of the Heavenly Master’s statue with a man, an ox, and a monkey to take the oath.
“Heavenly Master above, today we brothers here swear to become brothers of different mothers...”
Zhou Yi, using the excuse that his younger brother had a short lifespan to not involve his two older brothers, timely stopped the subsequent oath.
“Big brother!”
“Second brother!”
“Third brother!”
...
Winter passed and spring arrived.
Ten years had passed since the Grand Heavenly Master’s ceremony.
Zhou Yi stayed within the Qingyun Mountain’s range, either in secluded cultivation or descending the mountain to perform good deeds.
Slaying demons, removing evil, accumulating virtue, and performing righteousness.
Above his head, the vast karmic force was slowly diminishing, a little today, a little tomorrow, eventually dissipating completely.
Every few years, Zhou Yi would have the ox check on it.
“How much has the karmic force diminished?”
“A drop in the bucket!”
“Not bad at all, one day I’ll indeed be able to live a clean life!”
Winter passed and spring arrived.
Ten years had passed since the Grand Heavenly Master’s ceremony.
Zhou Yi stayed within the Qingyun Mountain’s range, either in secluded cultivation or descending the mountain to perform good deeds.
Slaying demons, removing evil, accumulating virtue, and performing righteousness.
Above his head, the vast karmic force was slowly diminishing, a little today, a little tomorrow, eventually dissipating completely.
Every few years, Zhou Yi would have the ox check on it.
“How much has the karmic force diminished?”
“A drop in the bucket!”
“Not bad at all, one day I’ll indeed be able to live a clean life!”
Winter passed and spring arrived.
Ten years had passed since the Grand Heavenly Master’s ceremony.
Zhou Yi stayed within the Qingyun Mountain’s range, either in secluded cultivation or descending the mountain to perform good deeds.
Slaying demons, removing evil, accumulating virtue, and performing righteousness.
Above his head, the vast karmic force was slowly diminishing, a little today, a little tomorrow, eventually dissipating completely.