Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality

When Lu Yang returned to Heaven’s Gate Peak, he still didn’t see the Eldest Senior Sister, only the puppet was guarding the home.

“Has the meeting been this long? Is it about the distribution of spirit stones?”

In Lu Yang’s memory, only such situations would result in long meetings. The elders always had various odd ideas, limited by the lack of spirit stones, unable to implement them. When there was an opportunity to obtain spirit stones, they would argue their points vigorously.

As Lu Yang was thinking, he saw eight streams of light flying out of the council hall. The eight elders left the hall, and the Eldest Senior Sister casually walked out of the hall, looking like the meeting was over.

“Back?”

“Just got back.”

Yun Zhi scanned Lu Yang with her divine consciousness, confirming that Huang Doudou was still sleeping in the spiritual world: “There are many doubts about the Undying Maiden, doubts that probably even she herself doesn’t know the answers to. I’m going out to visit friends to see if I can gain anything. You should practice well at Heaven’s Gate Peak and strive to enter the mid-stage of foundation building as soon as possible.”

“Yes.”

Yun Zhi didn’t say anything more, flew to the sky, blurred her figure, and disappeared in an unknown direction.

After Yun Zhi left, Lu Yang looked at the puppet that had accompanied him in his practice, eager to try, and sparred with the puppet, quickly getting beaten up thoroughly.

Unable to defeat even a puppet, Lu Yang felt an increased sense of frustration and earnestly sat down to meditate and practice.

The Eldest Senior Sister was running around for his sake; he couldn’t afford to be lazy.

“My disciple, has my disciple come back?”

A voice like a ghost reached Lu Yang’s ears, and Lu Yang instinctively covered his ears, only to find that he could still hear the voice.

This voice had an unbelievable magic.

“Who!” Lu Yang looked around warily. He didn’t remember having any master; it was always the Eldest Senior Sister who taught him.

Wait, it seems I do have a master.

“Lu Yang has returned. I am your master, the Daoist Non-Speaker.”

The current sect master of the Dao Seeking Sect, the Daoist Non-Speaker, who had disappeared for ten years.

With the sect master missing for ten years, the Dao Seeking Sect functioned smoothly, even recruiting a new generation of disciples. It was as if having a sect master and not having one were the same.

“Master?!”

Lu Yang was very surprised. He had been accepted as a disciple by the Daoist Non-Speaker for a year but had never seen his master. The Eldest Senior Sister always said the master was in seclusion and had no time to see him. Could it be that the master had finally ended his seclusion?

“It’s me. Although you have not seen me, I have always been watching over you. You were able to attract qi into your body and successfully build your foundation. I am very pleased,” the voice was full of vicissitudes, sounding like a kind old grandfather.

“Master, where are you? Are you in seclusion and cannot come out to see your disciple?” Lu Yang felt something was wrong. If the master could see him and talk to him, why had there been no interaction in the past year?

The voice sighed long, with an indescribable bitterness: “Ah, it’s a long story. I have always been at Heaven’s Gate Peak, just temporarily unable to leave my spot. Some things can’t be explained in a few words. Just follow the route I tell you, and you will be able to see me.”

Although Lu Yang had doubts, he didn’t feel any danger. This was Heaven’s Gate Peak, and the other party was his master.

Moreover, the most important point was that the Eldest Senior Sister had never warned him about such matters.

If there were any danger, the Eldest Senior Sister would have mentioned it long ago.

“First, find the pine forest halfway up the mountain. In the pine forest, there is a three-hundred-meter ancient pine, the largest pine tree in the entire forest.”

Lu Yang easily found the ancient pine mentioned by the Daoist Non-Speaker. He remembered the puppet picking pine nuts from here to make him pine nut corn, which was very delicious.

“Tap the ancient pine lightly three times, pause for three seconds, then tap three times again.”

Lu Yang did as instructed, only to see a spatial distortion occur on the east side of the ancient pine, as if a piece of camouflage cloth was being removed, revealing the truth.

On the east side of the ancient pine, a large area of pine trees disappeared, replaced by a pitch-black cave dwelling. At the entrance, there was a golden talisman, hard to miss. The voice of the Daoist Non-Speaker was coming from this cave dwelling.

Lu Yang tentatively called out, “Master?”

“Ah, my good disciple. We finally meet.” An elderly man with an immortal demeanor walked out from the cave dwelling, his dust whisk draped over his arm, elegant as an exiled immortal. He was somewhat excited to see Lu Yang. Is this his youngest disciple?

The Daoist Non-Speaker stopped at the entrance, not taking another step forward.

“Master, what happened to you? Are you trapped here? When the Eldest Senior Sister comes back, I’ll ask her to rescue you!” Lu Yang said anxiously.

“No, no, no.” The Daoist Non-Speaker quickly stopped Lu Yang. If Yun Zhi hadn’t left Heaven’s Gate Peak, he wouldn’t dare to call Lu Yang over.

“Don’t tell your Eldest Senior Sister about seeing me.”

“Why is that?”

The Daoist Non-Speaker looked up at the ceiling of the cave, his gaze complex: “In a person’s life, it’s all about fame and fortune. As the sect master of one of the five great immortal gates, with immense power, naturally, many people want to sit in my position.”

“I understand, as I also went through a bloody struggle to stand out among my brothers and sisters to sit in this position.”

“I thought becoming the sect master would settle everything, but I never expected to be betrayed by those closest to me.” Saying this, the Daoist Non-Speaker showed a pained expression, as if he couldn’t bear to recall the past but had no choice.

“Your Eldest Senior Sister has extraordinary talents. When I stepped down, the position of sect master would definitely be hers, but she couldn’t wait for that day. She broke the agreement between us, imprisoned me here, and became the acting sect master, managing all affairs of the sect.”

“How has the sect developed over these ten years? Has your Eldest Senior Sister followed my plans?”

Lu Yang was surprised. He had heard from several Senior Brothers and Sisters that the sect had flourished over the past ten years, full of vitality, with the Eldest Senior Sister deserving most of the credit. Were all these within the master’s plans?

Lu Yang relayed the truth, receiving a somewhat pleased response from the Daoist Non-Speaker: “Little Yun is doing well, even without me, she can manage the sect well. It’s just a pity…”

“What’s a pity?”

“It’s a pity that it wasn’t me managing personally. If it were me, there would be better management methods.”

“Can you come out?”

The Daoist Non-Speaker gave a bitter smile, tried to step out of the cave dwelling, but as soon as he stepped forward, the entrance burst into thousands of purple thunders. The Daoist Non-Speaker was bathed in them, scaring him into quickly retreating and using his dust whisk to extinguish the flames on his body.

“See, I can’t come out.”

“How can I rescue you?”

“There’s a golden talisman written by Little Yun at the entrance of the cave dwelling. Just peel it off, and I can come out.”

Lu Yang looked at the Daoist Non-Speaker skeptically: “Is it that simple?”

“It’s that simple. Little Yun once said, if someone peels off the talisman, it means my fate is not to be imprisoned here. Following the mandate of heaven, naturally, I should be released.”

Lu Yang moved closer to see, only to find that the golden talisman didn’t have the usual strange patterns, but seven big characters left by the Eldest Senior Sister:

I dare you to peel it off.

(End of the chapter)