#897 - Chapter 897 Leaving One After Another

When Ye Wuxin comprehended all of this, he felt refreshed and incredibly joyful.

Tiny streams of spiritual power unexpectedly appeared in his body, slowly converging towards his dantian, while some black impurities seeped out of his skin.

Ye Wuxin was overjoyed. He felt a certain inner calling, so he quickly cleaned himself, changed his clothes, and went to find Ye Kong.

Ye Kong was fishing by the Bitter Sea when he saw Ye Wuxin running over with an excited expression, which he found somewhat strange.

It wasn't until Ye Wuxin told him about the changes that had occurred when he had an epiphany about the Flower Adornment Sutra in the Scripture Pavilion.

Ye Kong thought that perhaps Ye Wuxin's connection with Buddhism was not severed, and there was still an opportunity. So, he didn't try to keep him.

"Wuxin, since you have such an opportunity, why don't you go out and experience the world to see if you can find your original intention?"

"However, you must return to逍遥Peak in a hundred days."

Ye Kong's tone was calm, but Ye Wuxin knew that it wasn't because Ye Kong didn't care, but because his master had always been like this.

After thanking Ye Kong, Ye Wuxin packed his bags and set off, following his heart without a specific direction.

Seeing that his senior brothers and sisters had all gone out, Ye Xiaoyao felt empty inside. He had come from an egg in the Desolate Forbidden Land, so who exactly was he?

The questions in his heart grew stronger and stronger. One morning, Ye Xiaoyao was comprehending the Dao in front of the Enlightenment Monument by the Bitter Sea when he suddenly had an insight into his name, "Xiaoyao."

Could it be that this name is related to my birth? What exactly does Xiaoyao mean? If I stay on逍遥Peak all day, I probably won't gain more enlightenment. I might as well go out and try my luck.

So, he went to Ye Kong and said, "Master, today when I was comprehending the Dao in front of the Enlightenment Monument, I gained some understanding of my name. I want to go to the mountains and rivers outside to find the meaning of Xiaoyao."

Ye Kong smiled calmly, "It's good to have some understanding. Come back in a hundred days." So, after saying goodbye to Ye Kong, Ye Xiaoyao also packed up and set off.

The fifth disciple, Mu Qianqian, was born as a beloved figure. One day, she also came over and said to Ye Kong very seriously, "Master, I want to go find my father, Mu Qianyuan. He has been busy managing the affairs of the cultivation world recently, and I think I can go over and help him, and learn something from it."

"Having filial piety is also a step in cultivation. Go as you please," Ye Kong said with a smile. "Come back in a hundred days."

After thanking Ye Kong, Mu Qianqian also left excitedly.

The seventh disciple, Ji Changsheng, sensed the Dao while cultivating and decided to go to the vast world outside to explore.

The eighth disciple, Ye Qingjun, felt a force calling her, like a call from close relatives, so she embarked on a journey to find her relatives.

The ninth disciple, Chen Haoran, and the tenth disciple, Ye Hongxue, were both children of destiny. They believed that staying on逍遥Peak would not lead to better opportunities, so they wanted to explore the outside world together, perhaps with different gains.

The eleventh disciple, Wang Xuan, watched as so many senior brothers and sisters left. He felt that he was still one opportunity away from breaking through to the Great Emperor realm. It was like paper, about to break through, but he couldn't break through no matter what.

So, he also bid farewell to Ye Kong and went out to find this opportunity.

Ye Kong's requirement for all his disciples was that they return after a hundred days.

He looked at his system panel, which was already at the 6,000th layer of Qi training, and then scanned the Foundation Establishment fragments in his mind. He was still missing one piece, so he might as well establish his foundation while his disciples were away.

So, he decided to take Xiaoshan out to take another disciple.

"Xiaoshan, your teacher will take you out to play for a few days," Ye Kong said to Xiaoshan with a smile.

Hearing this suggestion, Xiaoshan, who had been eating and sleeping for days, immediately grinned and ran up to Ye Kong, "Okay, Master, take me out to play. It's a bit boring here."

So, Ye Kong took Xiaoshan, and the two traveled like tourists, enjoying the mountains and rivers.

Along the way, they climbed majestic mountains, stepped through clear lakes, and tasted delicious alien food.

Unconsciously, seven days passed.

Xiaoshan's interest was undiminished, and he danced happily on Ye Kong's body, while Ye Kong looked absent-minded. His divine sense spread out, but he didn't find anyone with excellent talent and roots.

On this day, they had just enjoyed a meal at a market when three or five burly greenwood men at the next table, the one with the highest cultivation having Nascent Soul cultivation fluctuations, were whispering quietly.

However, Ye Kong still heard clearly. The general idea was that a group of vicious bandits were entrenched on Wu Kun Mountain, a hundred miles north of here, and had been doing evil for many years.

Many wandering cultivators had tried to eliminate harm for the people, but in the end, they were either dead or injured, which showed that there must be powerful experts among these bandits.

But for some reason, a week ago, this group of bandits was suddenly exterminated. There was no fire burning the mountain, no traces of fighting. All the bandits had died so silently.

The surrounding people said that this was evil being repaid with evil, and they had suffered divine punishment.

However, I heard an old cultivating Taoist say that these people all had a small white spot on the top of their heads, which may be related to their collective disappearance.

Listening to the tone of these greenwood heroes, Ye Kong guessed that they were a little afraid, and he guessed that these people and the bandits on Wu Kun Mountain might be in the same line of work.

He pretended not to hear and asked the greenwood men next to him with a smile, "Excuse me, everyone, I want to go to Wu Kun Mountain. Can you tell me how to get there?"

The greenwood man turned his head and stared at Ye Kong, who looked like a handsome, fair-faced scholar, and was carrying a three- or four-year-old child, looking harmless.

"Young man, seeing you looking so weak, why are you thinking of going to Wu Kun Mountain?" a burly greenwood man asked.

Xiaoshan thought it was funny for these people to talk, so he giggled.

At this time, these greenwood heroes noticed the cyan jade pendant on Xiaoshan's neck, which looked clear and valuable.

They looked at each other, and evil arose in their hearts, and they understood each other.

"I know a small road that can save half the journey to Wu Kun Mountain," a greenwood man said with a sudden change of expression, enthusiastically.

"That's great. Can you trouble me to lead the way?" Ye Kong took out a spiritual stone and handed it over.

Seeing that he took out a glittering spiritual stone, the greenwood men were shocked and then ecstatic.

Could it be the noble son of a rich family? Today, they have met a fat pig.

"Thank you, Young Master, please!" The greenwood man accepted the spiritual stone, his tone full of enthusiasm.

After eating, Ye Kong took Xiaoshan and followed the greenwood men to the north.

Along the way, the shopkeepers and people cast strange and somewhat fearful glances, which Ye Kong saw in his heart, but his face was calm.