I Have A Disciple Simulator - Chapter 183

Chapter 183: Chapter 183: Uncle-Master, Our Mount Shu Has Produced a Genius (4th Update)

“Who exactly is this person? To actually disturb the Sect Leader and the Supreme Elders?”

“I observed that this person’s attitude is arrogant, perhaps he once had a dispute with the Sect Leader. Our Sect Leader was once the number one figure among the six major sects when he was young and defeated many unparalleled talents. It’s possible that this person was one of those defeated by the Sect Leader.”

“What you say is not correct. The Sect Leader is past the age of strong competition and will surely not strike at a Loose Cultivator with an advantage of numbers.”

The Mount Shu disciples from the Record Keeping Pavilion were secretly conversing through voice transmissions, finding it unbelievable that the Sect Leader and the Supreme Elders of Mount Shu had arrived.

Unless the four great Demon Sects or the Demon Race were attacking, there would hardly be such a grand scene.

Shen Xiaoyao also couldn’t believe it. The Nameless Swordsman who had saved him twice had actually disturbed the Sect Leader and over a dozen Supreme Elders of Mount Shu.

The Sect Leader of Mount Shu and the Supreme Elders were the foundation of Mount Shu, the strongest group of cultivators.

Taiyuan and the Supreme Elders recognized the Nameless Swordsman, and their faces showed expressions of surprise and joy.

Taiyuan, the Peak Master of Bimoon Peak, the Peak Master of Chao Yuan Peak, and other strong practitioners of Mount Shu, all paid their respects together: “We welcome the return of the Uncles to Mount Shu.”

“The Sect Leader’s Master… Uncle…?!”

The ordinary Elders and disciples of Mount Shu were startled; no one expected that there still existed an Uncle considering the seniority of people like Taiyuan and the Supreme Elders.

An Uncle of the Sect Leader, how long an existence was that?

“Am I dreaming…”

Elder Zhang pinched his own cheek, finding it hard to believe that the Nameless Swordsman was such an ancient figure.

No wonder he had never seen this person in Mount Shu before.

“With the Sect Leader having cultivated for over three thousand years, then the Sect Leader’s Uncle…”

Shen Xiaoyao never thought the Nameless Swordsman would turn out to be the Sect Leader’s Uncle. He was visibly shocked and in disbelief.

No wonder the Nameless Swordsman had mastered the supreme divine skill of Soul Exiting Aperture; he had been cultivating even longer than Taiyuan.

The Sect Leader’s Uncle and the previous Sect Leader of Mount Shu were unparalleled talents of their era who have survived to the current day, and their cultivation is probably…

An idea formed in Shen Xiaoyao’s mind.

Could it be the Sect Leader’s Uncle has already surpassed the Void Refinement Realm?

“Xiao Yuan, Xiaoqing, Xiaobai, and others, long time no see. Your cultivation has all advanced… and there are some who are not here, perhaps they have perished along the way, or have not managed to break into the Void Refinement Realm…”

The Nameless Swordsman addressed Taiyuan, the Peak Master of Bimoon Peak, the Peak Master of Chao Yuan Peak, and others by their familiar names, and noticed some familiar faces were missing, showing a complex expression.

The Peak Master of Bimoon Peak said with emotion: “Uncle left Mount Shu two thousand years ago, the world has changed. Many Elders in the Nascent Soul Realm and Dao Palace Realm didn’t make it into the Void Refinement Realm; some made it but were harmed by the four great Demon Sects. The world is no longer the same.”

Taiyuan said, “Please follow me to Ten Thousand Swords Peak, Uncle, where we can talk at length.”

“Alright.”

The Nameless Swordsman followed Taiyuan and the others away from the main peak, heading to Ten Thousand Swords Peak at the back mountain, leaving behind the astounded Mount Shu Elders and disciples.

The Mount Shu Elders and disciples present could hardly calm the shock in their hearts.

They had the good fortune to witness such a being as the Sect Leader’s Uncle today.

“It seems I’ll have to return to Qingyun Peak for the time being,” Shen Xiaoyao remarked. He had intended to introduce the Nameless Swordsman to his master, but now that the Nameless Swordsman had returned to Mount Shu and revealed his identity as the Sect Leader’s Uncle, he had been invited by Taiyuan to Ten Thousand Swords Peak.

“Um… may I visit Qingyun Peak? I’ve heard that Qingyun Peak is filled with unparalleled talents,” asked Wu Wan’er, who had followed Shen Xiaoyao to Mount Shu, wanting to witness the splendor of the legendary Qingyun Peak.

“No problem.”

Shen Xiaoyao did not think that bringing Wu Wan’er, a cultivator at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, back to Qingyun Peak was a big issue.

Furthermore, Wu Wan’er was an elder of the Hidden Dragon Temple.

At Ten Thousand Swords Peak, the Nameless Swordsman stood in front of the myriad sword steles, looking at the last sword mark and sighed deeply, “This is the sword mark left by my senior brother before his tribulation. Unfortunately, even as a genius of his generation, he could not overcome the Ninefold Heavenly Tribulation, and his efforts fell short.”

“Yes, our master was once considered the person most likely to ascend to the Immortal Realm from Mount Shu, but ascending is incredibly difficult, and countless heroes fall at the last hurdle.”

The Supreme Elders of Mount Shu, including Taiyuan Zhenren, sighed deeply with emotion.

The twenty-sixth Sect Leader of Mount Shu—also their master—had not succeeded in his tribulation to ascend.

If their master were still alive, with the current cultivation level of the Demon Lord, he would not be a concern.

“Five years ago, after our martial uncle injured the Demon Lord on Misty Peak, where did he go?”

“I went after the Demon Lord, attempting to eliminate the threat completely, but the Demon Lord evaded me, and I couldn’t find his whereabouts.”

“It turns out that our martial uncle has been helping our six major sects in secret.”

“The Demon Lord possesses the Nirvana Phoenix Body, reborn from fire time and time again. The next time he appears, I do not know if I can still handle him.”

The Nameless Swordsman furrowed his brows slightly, already aware that the Demon Lord had the Nirvana Phoenix Body. This physique defied the heavens, continuously pushing limits. Last time, when he injured the Demon Lord’s Primordial Spirit, it was likely that upon rebirth, his cultivation would be even higher.

“Martial uncle, have you heard of the prophecy made by the Ancestral Master in a dream forty thousand years ago, about the person destined to face the tribulation?”

“Mm.”

“I believe that Mount Shu has already seen the emergence of this fated individual, a peerless prodigy who has recently taken the world by storm.”

“Are you referring to a disciple of Mount Shu named Shen Xiaoyao? With Great Fortune on his side and a heart of chivalry, indeed he might be the fated one.”

The Nameless Swordsman thought that Taiyuan Zhenren was referring to Shen Xiaoyao.

Shen Xiaoyao, the Son of Fortune, with a Pure Yang Body and full of impassioned zeal—didn’t he fit the mold of the main character?

The Nameless Swordsman forcefully imparted swordsmanship to Shen Xiaoyao precisely because he was the Son of Fortune and, in his view, very likely the person prophesied by the Ancestral Master of Mount Shu to face the tribulation.

Taiyuan Zhenren and the other Supreme Elders exchanged glances, then Taiyuan Zhenren said, “Martial uncle, the one we consider to be the fated individual is not Shen Xiaoyao, but his master, who is also my junior disciple.”

“Oh? What exactly happened at Mount Shu during my absence?”

The Nameless Swordsman was astonished. Was there someone more defying than the Son of Fortune?

…

At Qingyun Peak, Shen Xiaoyao arrived at the sect gate with Wu Wan’er, only to see a large yellow dog lazily lying on the stone, basking in the sun.

“What a cute doggie.”

Wu Wan’er couldn’t help but pet the dog.

Suddenly, the big yellow dog broke free, stood on the boulder, crossed its paws over its chest, and spoke, “Blondie, don’t disturb my cultivation!”

Wu Wan’er jumped in fright.

Shen Xiaoyao explained, “This is an outer disciple of our Qingyun Peak—Daoist Earth Hound, a Dao Palace realm powerhouse.”

“A Dao Palace realm dog?”

Wu Wan’er was secretly shocked. Qingyun Peak truly was a miraculous place, where even the outer disciple guarding the gate was a Dao Palace realm powerhouse.