Chapter 212: Chapter 212 - 211 The Unlucky 8th Disciple_1

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The words of Immortal Emperor Tianyuan left Li Cheng enveloped in silence.

Indeed, during this period, he had been desperately raising his cultivation, but his comprehension of laws had indeed fallen behind.

But there was no helping it, the remaining instances of enlightenment were too few, insufficient to support the comprehension of a large number of laws.

Speaking of which, Qing Yun and Gu Bikong should have contributed a significant number of enlightenment instances, right?

All this time he had been refining his Immortal Infant, the system hadn’t disturbed him, thus it hadn’t been settled yet.

“System, settle it now!” Li Cheng thought inwardly.

[Would you like to change the settlement method to manual instead of automatic?]

“Oh? Does that mean I can choose when to settle?”

[Correct!]

“Good, change it, let’s settle now and see.”

[Your disciple Qi Jingtian has made a tremendous harvest, rewarding 90 instances of enlightenment.]

[Your disciple Qing Yun has made a tremendous harvest, rewarding 72 instances of enlightenment.]

[Your disciple Gu Bikong has made some gains, rewarding 21 instances of enlightenment.]

[Current remaining instances of enlightenment: 273.]

“Too few!”

Listening to the prompt, Li Cheng felt somewhat helpless.

But since three months had passed, Ancestor God Baili must have finished his inspection, and the matter of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect’s relocation to the Immortal World would likely soon begin to be implemented.

By then, all the disciples would return to the Kunlun Realm, and that would certainly be a time of great gains for him!

Thinking of this, Li Cheng couldn’t help but smile. So many from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect had ascended, and to think that they would have to return so suddenly, he wondered what they would feel about that.

“What are you laughing at? Have you decided to start comprehending laws?” asked Immortal Emperor Tianyuan.

Li Cheng cleared his throat, “No, I was thinking about those from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect who had ascended. They will probably have to relocate back here soon. What do you think, Senior, about how they will feel?”

Immortal Emperor Tianyuan was taken aback, “Your thoughts jump quite quickly, I thought you had figured it out and were getting ready to comprehend more laws in the Immortal Monarch Realm!”

“Er? I am planning to do some comprehension, but at the moment I am thinking about accepting disciples,” Li Cheng said with a sheepish smile.

Immortal Emperor Tianyuan was speechless and then seemed to think of something, “Your acceptance of disciples, could it be that you have some ulterior motive?”

There are already seven disciples, each a True Disciple, and one nominal disciple, yet he’s still looking to accept more?

“It’s just a love for talent!” said Li Cheng with a laugh.

No one would have thought that he relied on accepting disciples to earn instances of enlightenment.

Immortal Emperor Tianyuan pondered and nodded, “Indeed, those disciples of yours are each more monstrous than the last. It would be a bolt from the blue if such disciples weren’t accepted!”

He recalled how he had been attracted to Lei Yuan’s special constitution and hence taught Lei Yuan a technique from the Tianyuan Nine Techniques.

“Hehe, it seems Senior also appreciates talent. When the Heavenly Mechanism Sect moves back, why not let Senior pass on the Tianyuan Nine Techniques to my disciples? Even if each disciple learns just one technique, it would be good,” Li Cheng said with a smile.

Immortal Emperor Tianyuan’s eyebrows raised slightly, “If it’s just one technique, it indeed won’t affect their paths, it’s worth considering!”

The smile on Li Cheng’s face deepened. Having learned the Seal of Heaven, he already had a certain understanding of the power of the Tianyuan Nine Techniques, and it was powerful!

Such powerful techniques, of course, shouldn’t be allowed to spread to outsiders.

“Have you discovered another monster talent?” asked Immortal Emperor Tianyuan in turn.

He knew that if Li Cheng was talking about accepting disciples, he must have made another discovery. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Li Cheng nodded, left the Immortal Palace, and put it away as his Immortal Sense spread out.

“Hmm? He’s quite badly hurt!”

Within his Immortal Sense, the injured constable had been wrapped up like a mummy, lying in a dilapidated temple more than twenty li outside the city.

Unexpectedly, it was Gu Biyue who was taking care of him!

Meanwhile, Gu Bikong was sprinting toward the dilapidated temple from a nearby forest, carrying a non-fat, plump wild chicken in his hands.

“Your seventh and eighth, they’ve started to play the hero, but that bandaging technique is somewhat laughable,” the Immortal Emperor Tian Yuan had also noticed Gu Bikong and his sister and couldn’t help but laugh as he spoke.

“The one who has been bandaged is my eighth True Disciple, hehe, Elder, have you noticed anything extraordinary about him?” Li Cheng asked with a smile.

Immortal Emperor Tian Yuan was stunned for a moment, ” What a coincidence?”

Indeed, it was a coincidence that the seventh disciple had saved the eighth disciple.

“This man is nineteen years of bone age, doesn’t have the slightest bit of cultivation, and his veins… are a complete mess, like utter Chaos, I simply can’t bear to look…”

As the Immortal Emperor Tian Yuan spoke, his voice gradually became faint, as if something had occurred to him, and his eyes began to light up with realization, “The Chaos Spirit Tribe!”

“It must be. The Chaos Spirit Tribe has been missing for who knows how many years, but rumors say that the veins of the Chaos Spirit Tribe are a complete mess, like Chaos itself, and require someone to guide them.”

Li Cheng looked at Immortal Emperor Tian Yuan with some surprise. He himself couldn’t see through the constable’s physique, which was why he had asked, but he hadn’t expected that Immortal Emperor Tian Yuan would know!

Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure, the saying goes true!

Immortal Emperor Tian Yuan was his living dictionary.

“The Chaos Spirit Tribe? Is that the Innate Spirit Clan mentioned by the Blunt Empty Venerable? If so, there might be a chance to find the Land of Chaos, or even the Tower of Chaos and the heritage of the Space-Time Divine Ancestor!” Li Cheng said.

Immortal Emperor Tian Yuan was surprised, “I was just saying you jump to conclusions quickly, and indeed, you’ve already thought of the Space-Time Divine Ancestor’s heritage.”

Li Cheng smiled, “With nothing else to do, let’s watch those three kids!”

“Hmm, I was thinking the same!”

Unbeknownst to the trio of Gu Bikong, they were being watched by two strands of Immortal Sense.

In the dilapidated temple, the mummy—that is, the little constable—only had his eyes and mouth exposed. He was quite severely injured, with countless broken bones.

“I don’t know your name, and you can’t speak, but rest assured, we will heal you!” Gu Biyue sat beside the mummy, softly comforting him.

“Little sister, this plump chicken will surely help the constable nourish himself and recover soon,” Gu Bikong arrived, waving the fat chicken in his hand.

Gu Biyue, who had recently entered the Golden Core Stage, was far more powerful than Gu Bikong. She seemed to sense a crisis, and a serious expression appeared on her beautiful face, “Brother, carry him on your back, we need to leave quickly!”

Gu Bikong was somewhat confused and pointed to the mummy, “His bones are broken in too many places, I dare not move him!”

“Oh, that’s right, I forgot you haven’t reached the Foundation Establishment yet. I’ll do it. We need to hurry and leave this place, there are constables coming this way,” Gu Biyue said.

Gu Bikong’s face remained calm, “It’s probably someone coming to kill and silence us. No need to run, we’ll just wait and see. They’re no match for us anyway.”

“No, if we strike against those constables, we’ll surely draw the wrath of the powerhouses behind them, so we can only take him and hide,” Gu Biyue insisted.

Seeing his sister so determined, Gu Bikong reluctantly agreed, “Alright, but we really don’t need to leave, I’ll draw them away!”

With that, Gu Bikong quickly left.

Gu Biyue wanted to say more but stopped herself, returning to sit next to the little constable and murmured, “We need to find a Spirit Pill somehow, otherwise, you won’t recover for half a year at this rate.”

“Li Cheng, when you sent them out for experience, didn’t you leave them some Spirit Pills?” Immortal Emperor Tianyuan asked with some surprise.

Li Cheng shrugged, “Where would I get ordinary Spirit Pills? However, I gave each one of them ten drops of Life Immortal Liquid. She probably forgot, or she thinks mere mortals can’t withstand the Life Immortal Liquid.”

While they were speaking, Gu Biyue took out a jade bottle, which indeed contained Life Immortal Liquid.