Chapter 2: The Immortal King who works overtime has superb acting skills!

Under the bright moon, on top of the huge rock.

The old Taoist priest took out a thin blood-stained golden book and a bronze pendant from his bosom and handed them to his new disciple, while explaining his own identity and origins.

"I am a true disciple of the Xiantian Demon Sect, and my name is Li Guizhen."

"Not long ago, I had a sudden inspiration and traveled to the Yuhua Sect. On the way, I accidentally discovered a newly-born ancient Taoist temple, from which I obtained this golden book and this pendant."

"The Golden Book records the Great Origin of the Three Thousand Great Daos, which is an invincible Taoist inheritance. And this pendant is a long-covered top-grade Taoist artifact - the Great Desolate Ancient Furnace."

"Unfortunately, I had just obtained them not long ago. Before I had time to comprehend the Dao arts and refine the Dao tools, the elders of the Yuhua Sect came and destroyed all my vitality with one blow."

There was a hint of regret and mockery on the old Taoist's face, as if he was lamenting the cruelty of fate.

"However, I was able to escape by luck by relying on my magic power and the power of Taoist tools. Otherwise, I would have been captured by the elders of Yuhua Sect long ago, and how could I have struggled here?"

As the old Taoist priest was talking, he began to cough up blood, and it seemed that his end was near.

"master……"

Looking at the miserable old Taoist priest, Hua Tiandu finally spoke and asked tentatively: "Do you want me to take the Jade Book and Taoist artifacts and join the Xiantian Demon Sect?"

"No." The old Taoist shook his head. "How can a mere mortal like you reach the Xiantian Demon Sect safely?"

“Even if you are extremely lucky and can cross thousands of mountains and rivers to reach the mountain gate, I am afraid that the moment you show your Taoist weapon and golden book, you will be refined into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.”

Listening to the cheap master's words, Hua Tian did not interrupt and waited for what to say next.

Sure enough, the next moment, the old Taoist priest gave a safe arrangement.

"Whether in the mortal world or in the cultivation world, strong cultivation and strength are indispensable."

"I see that you have an extraordinary bearing. You must be from a wealthy family in Kyoto. I believe you have a close relationship of interest with Yuhuamen."

"With these connections, it won't be difficult for you to join the Yuhua Sect."

"Cough cough~"

The old Taoist's condition became worse and worse. He wiped the blood he coughed out from his mouth, held on to his body, and continued to explain.

"You should first join the Yuhua Sect and improve your cultivation. Then, find a way to gain the trust of the higher-ups in the sect. When you have the chance, steal the Yuhua Ascension Sutra, return to the Xiantian Demon Sect, and present it to the Supreme Master - the Xiantian Emperor. When you have made great contributions, you can propose a condition to the Master, which is to resurrect and become his disciple."

Blood continued to flow out of the old Taoist priest's mouth and nose, and his speech became increasingly rapid.

"After I die, you must preserve my body. This is the foundation for my future resurrection. Don't let it get damaged!"

"Remember, remember!"

After explaining his last wishes, the old Taoist priest looked relaxed, but his breathing became mixed and it was obvious that he could no longer control his body.

This is simply incredible for cultivators in the realm of supernatural powers.

"My life is almost over. My dear disciple, if you have any requests, please let me know immediately. I will do my best to fulfill them for you."

Hua Tiandu, whose expression remained calm throughout, looked at the old Taoist priest who faced death calmly. He did not say a word, but just glanced at his guards standing beside him. The meaning was self-evident.

"Hahaha, good disciple! You really have a talent for cultivation!"

The old Taoist smiled with satisfaction, and while he still had a bit of strength left, he spit out a strand of magic power from his mouth and killed the black-clad guard on the spot.

After dealing with the aftermath, his head drooped, his body became stiff, and he lost all breath, apparently dead.

Under the moonlight, Hua Tiandu looked at the three bodies lying around him and sighed helplessly.

He needs to deal with these corpses personally.

He threw the body of the maid in green clothes directly into the Longyuan River to feed the fish. As for the body of his cheap master, he took great pains to dig a deep pit in the woods by the river and buried it there, even leaving some marks.

After finishing all this, Hua Tiandu sat down beside a big tree and took a rest.

Thinking back on what happened tonight, he felt something was not right.

Forced to become a disciple, sent a Taoist instrument and a golden book, stole the Yuhua Feisheng Sutra, returned to the Xiantian Demon Sect, resurrected the cheap master...

“Isn’t this bloody plot, which is just a change of name but the substance, the same as how the Immortal King of Creation plotted against Fang Han?” Hua Tiandu understood in his mind.

He looked at the new grave and couldn't help wondering, "I wonder which Immortal King is here to 'act' overtime this time?"

"Is it the Immortal King of Creation? Or the Lord of Origin? Or one of the many Immortal Kings such as Truth and Origin?"

After resting for a quarter of an hour, Hua Tiandu stood up and looked at the body of the black-clad guard lying beside the grave.

He felt a little sorry for letting his cheap master kill this loyal servant who was always by his side, but he did not regret it.

From the looks of it, the other party's cultivation was clearly higher than his. If not dealt with in time, once his cheap master died, the other party would become a huge hidden danger.

If the other party abandons his principles for the sake of profit, Hua Tiandu will be the loser and there is a great possibility that he will lose his life.

An ordinary person, faced with a Taoist inheritance that can change his destiny and a top-grade Taoist weapon that can help him robbing the world, has a 99% chance of making the choice to kill and rob, and flee far away.

And this was also a test of Hua Tiandu's character from the old Taoist priest, or the Immortal King who was behind the scenes.

“This is the world of cultivation.”

"Weakness is the original sin."

He had this realization ever since he realized that he had traveled to the world of immortality.

"What a saying 'weakness is the original sin'!"

A rough voice came from his arms, and the bronze pendant that had been put away slowly flew out and hovered in front of Hua Tiandu.

The simple pendant emitted a fiery red divine light and suddenly expanded into a divine furnace the size of a round table.

Through the holes on the furnace cover, you can see the nine-colored divine fire burning in the furnace.

Those nine-colored divine fires swayed in the furnace, transforming into a fire god in a red robe, who walked out of the furnace and came in front of Hua Tiandu.

"You should be the spirit of the weapon bred in the ancient furnace of the Great Desolation."

Looking at Hua Tiandu who revealed his identity in one sentence, Huo Ling felt a little interested.

"I didn't expect that you, a mere mortal, would know the secret of weapon spirits."

He looked at the white-haired boy, recalling his calm demeanor all along. A hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some decision.

"The Golden Book and the Ancient Furnace are the Taoist traditions passed down by Immortal Panwu himself. Since you have obtained us, you are the legitimate successor designated by Immortal Panwu."

The fire spirit stretched out his hand and pointed at the ancient furnace. Suddenly, the lid of the furnace opened, and a fist-sized ball of blood flew out of it. It was the essence and blood left by the Immortal Master Pan Wu.

This ball of essence and blood exudes golden divine light, with countless runes flowing on it, making it look very mysterious.

As soon as the golden divine blood appeared, under the control of the fire spirit, it flowed along the pores on Hua Tiandu's body, seeped deep into his body, and merged with countless acupoints.

It was at this moment that Hua Tian heard continuous electronic sounds, which were so beautiful.

"My cheat has finally arrived!"

(End of this chapter)