Dongxuan Spiritual Realm

Chapter 109 Junior Uncle

On his first voyage, Yang Qisheng often found himself surrounded by the vast ocean, unable to find any landmarks.

However, human vision is limited, and it is impossible to take in the entire vast sea. It is really not easy to find an island that has never been before.

Fortunately, this place is not far from the mainland, and there are many islands and reefs in the sea, which can be used as a reference to identify the route. The features of the rocky island are very obvious. By noon on the second day, he finally found the island to the north.

The island was about a hundred miles in circumference, and fortunately, the vegetation was sparse. Yang Qisheng circled around it for a while and then found a person in a bay.

The man was tall and strong, but his face still looked childish. He was shirtless, with his trousers rolled up above his knees, and barefoot, grilling lobsters on the reef.

His movements were very skillful; he quickly prepared the lobsters, skewered three on a stick, placed them over a campfire, and roasted them while rotating the stick. His face was full of anticipation, and he kept sucking in his saliva.
"Suck it...suck it..."

Yang Qisheng looked at the boy and thought to himself, "Why would my uncle take in such a disciple? Is it because he has a pure heart?"

There was no other living person on the entire island, so he lowered his sword and arrived before the young man, raising his hand in a gesture of respect and greeting:

"I am Yang Qisheng, a disciple of Taiyi Palace. May I ask, fellow Daoist, is this Rock Island?"

The boy turned to look at him, a silly, innocent smile on his face: "This is Rock Island. Who are you a disciple of in the Taiyi Palace?"

Yang Qisheng felt that the other party's question was a bit impolite, but he still calmly replied, "My master is the True Man Mingyi of the Zhaoye Cave on Longgao Mountain."

"Wow! You're Mingyi's disciple! He's taken on a new disciple again?"

The boy excitedly hopped over, holding his lobster skewer, as if looking at some rare treasure, and circled Yang Qisheng three times.

Yang Qisheng was utterly shocked: "You...you are Uncle Hongjian?"

"Yes, I am your eighth martial uncle!"

Yang Qisheng was speechless. He never expected that his junior uncle would be like this!

He turned to look at the other person and felt that the other person looked several years younger than him, with clear eyes and an innocent appearance.

If we disregard the fact that the other party is his senior martial uncle, Yang Qisheng wants to ask: Is this little guy reliable? Can he beat Cui Wushe?
He couldn't help but ask, "Please forgive me, Uncle-Master, but I'm just curious. May I ask what level you've reached in your cultivation?"

"Me? Sigh, I'm still in the process of purifying my elixir..." The young man sighed, his face full of dejection.

The Returning to the Core Realm means he hasn't even reached the Nascent Soul stage! He's far inferior to Old Man Wutou! Old Man Wutou is already trapped there, so it's definitely useless for him to go.

Yang Qisheng was on the verge of tears, feeling that this trip had been in vain, and he would have to go elsewhere to look for someone.

However, the orthodox Taoist sects are far more powerful than the unorthodox sects of the same level. Perhaps the junior master is even more powerful than the old man with black hair.

He then asked, "May I ask, Uncle-Master, how old are you this year?"

“I…” Master Hongjian thought for a moment, “I should be… over two hundred, two hundred and forty years old, right? Or maybe over two hundred and sixty? Three hundred years old is also possible…”

Yang Qisheng really didn't know what to say, or whether he should tell this junior uncle his purpose. He felt that this junior uncle was not a Taoist, but a patient, mentally unstable, and not very bright.

Master Hongjian, however, was quite interested in him. He came over with a smile, took his hand, and invited him to sit on a higher rock. Then he broke off a branch from his hand and gave him a grilled lobster. "Thank you, Uncle-Master." Yang Qisheng had eaten the lobster; it was grilled perfectly, the lobster meat was translucent, tender yet firm, and both fresh and fragrant.

He sipped the lobster meat slowly while chatting with his uncle to learn more about him.

My junior uncle is very kind, cheerful, and sunny. He has no airs of an elder and answers all my questions.

Through his answers, Yang Qisheng pieced together the truth little by little.

It must have been during the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation that this junior uncle suffered some kind of shock, which caused him to become like this. He was originally supposed to be at least at the Nascent Soul stage, but his cultivation was reduced, his mind became disordered, and his memory became poor.

His senior brothers wanted him to return to Taiyi Cave Heaven, but he refused, wanting only to stay here.

"Uncle-Master, did you have disciples before?"

The boy nodded, recalling the people and events of the past. His eyes instantly reddened, and he fell silent, head bowed. Soon, large tears streamed down his face, pattering onto the stone and shattering into pieces.

It's probably similar to my master's situation. All his disciples died in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation. He was so traumatized that he ended up like this.

Seeing his junior uncle like this, Yang Qisheng had no choice. He dared not reveal his purpose again. If he went with him and ended up like the old man with black hair, not only was he unable to defeat Cui Wushe, but he also ended up in Shaoyin Mountain with his life hanging in the balance. His sins would be enormous!
Let's just let our junior uncle continue grilling lobsters here, so he can stay innocent and happy.

"Sigh!" Yang Qisheng sighed inwardly.

He asked Master Hongjian which of the elders of Taiyi Palace had a Daoist temple closest to here outside.

Master Hongjian tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Fourth Senior Brother is at Sanlian Mountain on Taiji Island in the East China Sea."

Yang Qisheng's fourth senior uncle was named Taiyang Zhenren, and was known as the number one person after the sect leader Wuwang Zhenren. He also had a very strong personality, and even Dayou Zhenren had to give him some leeway.

This is someone even more powerful than my master. With him taking action, he can definitely destroy Cui Wushe!
Yang Qisheng inquired in detail about the approximate location and topographical features of the three mountains of Taiji Island, then bid farewell to his junior uncle and ascended into the sky on his sword to head to the East China Sea.

Taiji Island is more than 36,000 li away from the east coast, unlike Panshi Island which is easy to find.

Yang Qisheng was mentally prepared for a long search...

"Where are you going?"

Just as Yang Qisheng ascended into the air riding on the five-colored sword light, he suddenly heard a very cold voice coming from behind him.

He then discovered that his sword light could not rise; it was being held firmly by a powerful suction force. Not only could he not rise and move, but he also fell rapidly back onto the reef.

He was taken aback, thinking that some enemy had appeared. But when he turned around, he found that his junior uncle, who had been all smiles and carefree just moments before, now had an icy expression and a cold face, as if he had become a completely different person.

The boy pointed at him with a half-cut wooden stick, on which was still skewered a lobster. A faint ray of colorful light shot out from the tip of the stick, and then his sword light could no longer fly.

"Junior Uncle?" Yang Qisheng asked subconsciously, "What...what are you doing?"

The young man raised an eyebrow: "You know I'm your junior uncle? Let me ask you, the sect leader sent a disciple to deliver a message saying that Taiyi Cave Heaven is going to be closed, and Senior Brother Mingyi is already in seclusion. Why are you still running around outside? What brings you all this way from the inland to here? Tell me the truth quickly!"

(End of this chapter)