After eating.
Everyone was still craving more.
Bu Qianfan couldn’t help but express his feelings; this was the most delicious hot pot he’d ever had.
“Xiao Hei, Bu Immortal Lord is injured, go help him take a look,” Ye Junlin casually remarked while picking his teeth with a bamboo stick.
“Yes, Master.”
The Great Mushroom King walked over and timidly said, “Bu Immortal Lord, I can help you heal…”
“You?” Bu Qianfan glanced at this kid who wasn’t even an Immortal Sovereign and was a healer by nature, raising an eyebrow with a strange expression.
But since he was that guy’s disciple, he had to save some face.
“Well… go ahead,” Bu Qianfan thought it best not to have high hopes.
The Great Mushroom King first examined his condition, then gathered all his strength to perform the Azure Emperor Longevity Technique, with vibrant green light bursting from his hands, sending it into Bu Qianfan’s body.
“Huh?!”
At first, Bu Qianfan didn’t feel anything, but suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.
He could feel the hidden dangers left in his body after the battle slowly melting away like an iceberg under the scorching sun.
“This little friend truly has remarkable skills,” Bu Qianfan praised.
After all, an Immortal Emperor had the ability to heal an Immortal Lord. If he had been told this in the past, he would have thought it absurd, utterly ridiculous!
But now, he was genuinely convinced!
Such a powerful healing ability could prove crucial in battle.
Compared to the so-called Medicine Sovereign in the Immortal Court, this was far superior!
Speaking of the Medicine Sovereign, he was also a character of legend, said to have ascended from the Kunlun Realm. Although not skilled in fighting, his healing methods were top-notch, and he made many friends.
The special medicine he concocted could help a severely injured cultivator recover quickly, the effect comparable to that of the best healing elixirs!
However, his production was limited, and the higher the cultivation level of the cultivator, the weaker the effect became.
Even so, he was highly valued by the Immortal Court and recruited as an important talent, given a B-Class Immortal official position!
Yet, after experiencing the Great Mushroom King’s healing skills firsthand, Bu Qianfan felt the Medicine Sovereign was laughably weak!
In less than ten breaths, the Great Mushroom King stopped, drenched in sweat and visibly exhausted.
With his cultivation level, healing an Immortal Lord was indeed too much of a strain, and having only treated less than a third, he couldn’t continue any longer.
“Sorry, sorry,”
the Great Mushroom King said with a face full of remorse.
Bu Qianfan quickly waved his hands, “No, no, you don’t need to blame yourself; you did really well!”
“Um, please stay here a bit longer, and I can give you several more treatments to completely heal you,” the Great Mushroom King said seriously.
“In that case, I’ll be deeply grateful!”
Bu Qianfan quickly stood up, bowing respectfully.
If it were an ordinary Immortal Emperor, he would never have done such a thing.
After all, he was the unparalleled Sword Emperor and the Southern Heaven Immortal Lord; with such a noble status, it wasn’t worth it to show respect to an ordinary Immortal Emperor.
But this kid with the pot cover hairstyle was extraordinary; Bu Qianfan even had a feeling that one day in the future, this person might become exceedingly famous and be revered by all!
“Oh, just a small effort…”
The Great Mushroom King felt flattered by the gratitude and became flustered, eventually bowing back and lowering his head even further than Bu Qianfan.
One was merely an Immortal Emperor, somewhat socially anxious and an unknown figure, while the other was the Righteous Heaven Sword Emperor who dominated the Immortal Realm.
Seeing this scene, Canglang Jun stroked his beard and couldn’t help but tease,
“Bu Immortal Lord is better now, being able to form a bond with Daoist Xiao Hei!”
Of course, such a statement usually came off as a joke to most people.
But Ye Junlin didn’t think so; all of his disciples were exceptionally talented, and even the weakest fourth disciple would surely achieve greatness in the future, making a name for themselves across the myriad realms!
After expressing his thanks, Bu Qianfan felt quite emotional and showed a deep sense of envy in his eyes.
Sigh, all of Ye Junlin’s disciples are just too outstanding. Here I am, Bu Qianfan, the strongest sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm, having established a sect ages ago, yet none of my disciples can hold a candle to the reputation!
Suddenly.
A figure wearing a straw hat flashed through Bu Qianfan’s mind.
His expression turned complex, filled with deep regret.
That person was named Li Wujie; both his talent and temperament were exactly to Bu Qianfan’s liking. Recently, Li Wujie had been staying at the Righteous Heaven Sword Sect, and under Bu Qianfan’s constant guidance, his swordplay had improved significantly, making rapid strides in the sword path.
Not long ago, Li Wujie broke through to the Immortal Sovereign level, comprehending the essence of sword intent and even beginning to touch the threshold of forming a sword heart. No one in the sect could rival him except for Bu Qianfan!
Given time, he’d certainly become a new Sword Emperor and might even surpass Bu Qianfan on this path!
During this period, Bu Qianfan wished more than anything for Li Wujie to change his allegiance and acknowledge him as his master, but each time he was left heartbroken.
The more this happened, the more frustrated Bu Qianfan became.
Damn, why does your master have such good luck to have you as his gifted disciple?
What part of me, the Righteous Heaven Sword Emperor, is inferior? If one day I meet that so-called master of yours, I’ll surely challenge him!
I bet your so-called trash master can’t even handle one of my strikes!
Though feeling quite pained by Li Wujie’s stubborn refusal to acknowledge him, Bu Qianfan cherished talent and couldn’t resist wanting to teach everything he knew, hoping to win him over as a disciple.
Of course.
Bu Qianfan wasn’t without thoughts on this.
He saw Li Wujie held tremendous potential, and if he could establish a connection before Li Wujie truly matured, it would benefit both him and the Righteous Heaven Sword Sect immensely!
That was the biggest reason Bu Qianfan was willing to meticulously teach Li Wujie; aside from his personal techniques, he had laid everything bare!
Bu Qianfan’s greatest hope was to hear Li Wujie call him Master; that would be the greatest achievement of his life!
Even if he died, he would do so with a smile, feeling contentment just to have such a disciple…
“Hmph, that so-called master of Wujie better not let me run into him in the future; or else he’ll definitely see what true power is!” Bu Qianfan thought, feeling anger rise at the mere thought.
“Bu Immortal Lord, why does your face look so bad?” Ye Junlin noticed the unusual expression and curiously asked.
Bu Qianfan snapped back to reality, quickly putting on a smile and waving his hand, “It’s nothing, just suddenly recalling something bothersome!”
“Oh, I see.” Ye Junlin didn’t bother to pry further since it was none of his business.
[Ding, may I ask if the host is ready to condense the Saint Body now?] The system’s prompt sounded in his mind again.
In fact, not long after he killed the Luantian Blood Emperor, the system had already rewarded him for completing the mission, but this reward required his consent to be reflected in reality.
Ye Junlin patted his belly, letting out a burp, thinking since he had no other business, he might as well condense the Saint Body.
He was also curious about what it felt like to have a Saint’s body.
After all, this wasn’t a Half-Saint body, but a genuine Saint Body, incomparable to the inferior Half-Saints!
He learned through the system that breaking through from Immortal Emperor to Saint was a transformation from the Immortal Path to the Saint Path.
To become a Saint, one must pass the Saint Tribulation—fail, and one would be reduced to ashes.
Due to the dangers of the Saint Tribulation, many people choose to trigger the Half-Saint Tribulation instead, significantly reducing the risk.
After all, a Half-Saint is also a Saint, and it surpasses an Immortal Emperor, just caught in an awkward middle ground.
Furthermore, Half-Saints can cultivate to become Saints, thus becoming True Saints!
Although it’s quite difficult to become a True Saint, there are certainly examples!
Thus, the entire universe has a vast number of Half-Saints, and many have rebelled against the odds to become True Saints.
Of course.
Who would want to settle for becoming a Half-Saint when they could make a full breakthrough to become a True Saint?
First, there’s a huge gap in prestige, but more importantly, the gap in strength—Half-Saints and True Saints are like fireflies compared to the bright moon!
Now.
Even at the Immortal Emperor level, Ye Junlin could condense a True Saint Body; how incredibly outrageous!
To prevent causing too much of a stir, Ye Junlin deliberately moved to a deserted peak.
Once ready, he said to the system, “System, start condensing the Saint Body now!”
[Ding, beginning to condense the Saint Body for the host!] The system prompt played.
Boom…
The next second.
An unparalleled and astonishing aura surged upwards like a roaming dragon, shaking the heavens above!
Even the Immortal Realm trembled from it!