#899 - Chapter 899: Foundation Building

The medicinal powder scattered, quickly dispersing and landing with a "hissing" sound as it corroded the ground.

But Ye Kong and Xiaoshan vanished as if into thin air, suddenly appearing behind the boy.

At this moment, the boy hadn't noticed, staring at the air in front of him, he muttered to himself, "There were clearly two people there just now, am I hallucinating?"

Just as he scratched his head in confusion, a series of "giggling" bell-like laughter came from behind him.

He abruptly turned around, discovering Ye Kong and Xiaoshan standing right behind him, the boy was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.

"You… you really are ghosts?" He frantically grabbed at the ground around him, quickly retreating backwards.

"Did you poison the demons on Mount Wukun?" Ye Kong didn't pay attention to his panic, directly asking with composure.

"You… you even know about Mount Wukun? Then… you're not ghosts?" The boy stopped retreating, beads of sweat dripping from his head.

"Who taught you to use poison?" Ye Kong asked calmly.

"This…" the boy touched his head, "I've known how since I was little, I don't know how I learned it, it's like I'm self-taught."

The boy said with a proud expression.

"The demons of Mount Wukun plundered our village, killing my parents, as well as the village chief, the elderly, uncles, aunts, and even the children weren't spared."

A look of hatred covered the boy's face, the more he spoke, the more agitated he became, "I was fortunate to be away searching for medicinal herbs, and later I secretly tracked the demons, searching for a long time before finding this cave."

"Finally, I found this method of poisoning, wiping them out in one fell swoop," the boy said, crying and constantly wiping away tears.

After listening to the boy's many grievances, Ye Kong slowly opened his mouth and asked, "So, what are your plans for the future?"

The boy shook his head.

"What's your name?"

"Ever since I can remember, the villagers have called me Xier."

"Alright, Xier, have you ever thought about walking the path of cultivation?" Ye Kong still spoke calmly, as if it were just an optional suggestion.

"Cultivation? Cultivation!" Xier's words changed from doubt to full of anticipation.

"Since I was little, I've heard the elders in the village tell stories about those cultivators, they could eventually fly through the clouds and mist, and live for hundreds of years, it's something I find very magical and unattainable."

Xier spoke excitedly, and at the same time, the way he looked at Ye Kong slowly became gentler.

"If you want to cultivate, you must first find a master," Ye Kong said, looking into Xier's eyes.

Xier froze for a moment, suddenly coming back to his senses, he knelt down on both knees, his head touching the ground, "Xier greets Master!"

"Good, from now on you are my thirteenth disciple," Ye Kong patted Xier's head and helped him up.

Then he pointed to Xiaoshan in his arms and said to Xier, "His name is Xiaoshan, he is your twelfth senior brother."

Xiaoshan nestled in Ye Kong's arms, looking like a chubby four or five-year-old child, Xier hesitated slightly, staring at Xiaoshan for a while.

The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if sparks flew, both of them were the type of people who were unruly and fearless at heart, the repulsion of similar frequencies was perfectly demonstrated at this moment.

"Cough cough," Ye Kong coughed lightly, and Xier came back to his senses, cupping his fist and saying, "Twelfth Senior Brother."

Xiaoshan's milky voice spread out, "You're welcome, Junior Brother, from now on, Senior Brother will protect you."

Hearing this, the expression on Xier's face was complicated, are you sure you can protect me, instead of me being able to easily take you down?

"The rules of my逍遥宗 (Xiaoyao Sect) are that fellow disciples must be friendly and respectful to each other, and no killing is allowed."

Ye Kong said, looking at the two of them.

Xier and Xiaoshan both nodded.

Then, Ye Kong took out a 《玄黄诀》 (Xuanhuang Sutra) from his storage ring, "This is the entry-level cultivation method of my逍遥宗 (Xiaoyao Sect), you should cultivate it yourself first, you can ask me if you don't understand."

Xier took the 《玄黄诀》 (Xuanhuang Sutra), overjoyed, this was the first time he had come into contact with a cultivation method, and his mind was already imagining himself flying through the clouds and mist.

Then, a question popped into his head: "What is the most poisonous thing in the world?"

"Master, is there a most poisonous thing in this world?"

Ye Kong smiled calmly, tapping Xier on the head, instantly like a flash of inspiration entering Xier's mind.

"Oh, I understand, people's hearts are unpredictable, tangible poisons can still be解 (resolved), intangible poisons cannot be解 (resolved)," Xier said happily.

"Thank you, Master, for enlightening me," Xier nodded and thanked him, fortunate to meet Master, his joy overflowing in his expression.

Then Ye Kong, holding Xiaoshan, pulled Xier out of the cave, preparing to return to逍遥峰 (Xiaoyao Peak).

"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for successfully accepting a disciple."

Ye Kong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he had finally taken another disciple, he scanned his sea of consciousness with his divine sense, and found that the foundation building fragments had loosened.

"Ding~ The host's foundation building item has formed, do you want to extract it?"

Ye Kong communicated with the system with his divine sense: "Extract," then a white light flashed in his hand, and a strangely shaped leaf appeared.

The edges protruded with countless sharp corners, the color of the leaf was yellow, green, and gray, and there was no pattern, with a large hole in the middle, the veins were clearly visible, it looked like just an ordinary leaf, a bit strange.

Ye Kong shook his head and threw the leaf away.

As the leaf was about to leave his hand, the world suddenly changed, as if the earth was shaking and the mountains were swaying, and the world where the cultivation world was located was about to be broken.

A golden auspicious cloud appeared in the sky, moving quickly, and soon the entire sky turned golden.

The golden auspicious clouds condensed into a line of words in the air: 空 (Kong) comes from 空 (Kong) goes, not raising a grain of dust.

Ye Kong stared blankly at this sentence, subconsciously waving his hand, a barrier covered Xiaoshan and Xier, they closed their eyes peacefully and entered a beautiful dream.

After a while, the clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, the sun pushed aside the clouds and showed its head, and the entire sky instantly became golden and brilliant.

The surrounding air seemed to be twisted by a strong pressure, and the sound of "crack~ crack" was endless.

Not only that, the trees in the distance were shaking under the pressure of the air, and the leaves kept falling.

Boom boom~

It was as if the end of the world was about to happen, an entire piece of mountain forest was uprooted, and a towering mountain peak was directly crushed into flat ground.

Whoosh~

Whoosh~

The sound of rapidly flowing air currents shuttled back and forth in the air, like an invisible naughty child, playing with a wind-fire wheel, spinning one circle, then another, "Whoosh~".

Suddenly, the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky slowly fell towards Ye Kong's direction, and the auspicious clouds slowly condensed into a pair of flexible hands, gently resting on Ye Kong's shoulders, massaging once, twice.