Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

As the three thousand immortals filed out of the Lingxiao Palace, each of them wore a complex expression.

Some were flushed with excitement, some were still trembling, some were deep in thought, and some remained silent.

Those who had a past with Wu Tian were even more unsettled.

Zhu Yeshuang stood on the cloud steps outside the palace, gazing at the surging sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and remained silent for a very long time.

Li Guan whispered something to her, but she seemed not to hear it at all.

In fact, as the years have passed, the identity of the Heavenly Emperor is no longer a secret, and he has not hidden it at all.

Who could have imagined that a disciple she took in at Skull Mountain, a demon clan disciple originally intended only as her personal disciple and protector, would become the supreme Heavenly Emperor of the Three Realms?

How many years have passed in just now...

Thinking back on the past, she couldn't help but feel a sense of disorientation.

Unfortunately... the appearance of this Heavenly Emperor was more of a curse than a blessing for the Taoist sect.

Because of her relationship with the Heavenly Emperor, she and Chi Limu found themselves in a very awkward position within the Daoist sect.

Although the immortals, Buddhas, demons, and monsters of the Three Realms kept the Heavenly Court turmoil of sixty-eight years ago a closely guarded secret and dared not discuss it too much in private, the great battle that took place in the Heavenly Realm became a taboo.

But one thing is very clear: since that battle, both of the Taoist Celestial Venerables have disappeared, and the Lord of the Azure Heaven and the Lord of the Blue Sky seem to have also left the Three Realms.

Now, only the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Empress remain in the Three Realms.

These two powerful beings swept away everything and became the new masters of the Three Realms.

The sect that originally held absolute orthodoxy in the Three Realms was suddenly in grave danger.

Thinking of the annoying and trivial matters that had happened inside the gate, Zhu Yeshuang felt somewhat powerless. Even though her immortal sword was incredibly sharp, some things could not be resolved with force.

It took her a long time to come to her senses.

She glanced at Chi Limu beside her, and became even more worried.

There are some rumors circulating within the sect that it was Chi Limu's trip to the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Southern Frontier that caused the future to change, leading to the great war that affected the Three Realms and caused the disappearance of the two Heavenly Venerables of the Daoist sect.

The rumor, of unknown origin, instantly placed Chi Limu in the eye of the storm.

Although no one dared to directly attack Chi Limu, after all, no one dared to risk offending the Heavenly Emperor by harming his former senior sister.

But covert suppression and exclusion followed one after another.

Even Zhu Yeshuang was deeply affected.

The master and his apprentice found themselves in an increasingly difficult situation within the sect.

Even a wandering immortal is somewhat powerless to help.

“A bunch of incompetent and cowardly people, who dare not complain to the Heavenly Emperor, nor dare to offend him, resort to some despicable means.”

Zhu Yeshuang longed to fight those people with real swords and spears, but among them were her master, her elders who had been kind to her, and her former fellow disciples.

Those grudges and grievances are truly tangled and impossible to unravel.

Just then, a palace maid walked gracefully from the direction of the Lingxiao Palace.

The palace maid was dressed in a light blue fairy dress, the hem of which trailed three feet on the ground, and the cuffs were embroidered with silver cloud patterns. It was clear at a glance that she was a female immortal of a high rank in the Heavenly Court.

She stopped ten steps in front of Zhu Yeshuang, clasped her hands in front of her, bowed slightly, and performed a standard celestial salute.

"Fairy Zhu, Fairy Chi Li Mu," the palace maid's voice was soft and respectful. "The Heavenly Emperor invites you both to come with me."

Zhu Yeshuang was slightly taken aback. She subconsciously exchanged a glance with Chi Limu, only to see her disciple's eyes flicker before lowering again.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Yeshuang nodded and replied calmly, "Thank you for leading the way, Fairy."

The palace maid bowed again, turned and walked along the cloud steps to the other side. Zhu Yeshuang and Chi Limu followed behind, and the three figures quickly disappeared into the surging sea of ​​clouds.

The palace maids led them through several palaces, around a jade bridge shrouded in celestial light, and along a path paved with starlight for about half a cup of tea's time, finally stopping in front of a palace.

The palace was neither as magnificent as the Lingxiao Palace, nor as imposing as the main hall of the Heavenly Court.

It sits on an isolated floating island deep in the sea of ​​clouds, surrounded by nine silver-leaf fairy trees with canopies. The silver leaves rustle softly in the breeze, and starlight flows on each leaf.

The palace itself was made of moonlight jade, its entire body was white and warm, without too many complicated decorations, only an ancient rune was engraved on the lintel, which emitted a faint golden halo.

The palace gates were half-closed, and a warm golden light shone faintly from inside.

"Please, fairies." The palace maid stopped in front of the door, stepped aside, bowed again, and then quietly withdrew.

Zhu Yeshuang stood in front of the palace gate, took a deep breath, and then pushed open the gate.

The palace gates slid open silently, revealing the scene inside the hall.

The master and apprentice then saw a young man in white robes looking at them with a smile.

"Master, Senior Sister, it's been a long time."

Looking at the young man before her, Zhu Yeshuang suddenly felt as if she were in a dream.

Not long ago, she was kneeling in the Lingxiao Palace, watching with her own eyes as this young man wore an imperial robe and a flat crown, surrounded by the sun, moon and stars, and three thousand immortals prostrated themselves on the ground and kowtowed to him.

That majestic heavenly power, that supreme majesty, that aura of a Heavenly Emperor that could change the very fabric of the world—it was completely different from the white-robed youth before him.

Looking at that familiar smile on his lips, I suddenly felt as if I were in a dream.

Zhu Yeshuang's lips moved, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Chi Limu remained completely silent behind him.

Wu Tian didn't mind at all, and smiled as he gestured, "Master, Senior Sister, it's been a long time. Let's sit down and talk!"

After the three of them sat down,
Wu Tian reached out and poured a cup of tea for each of them. The tea was clear and green, and a delicate fragrance filled the hall.

"Master, Senior Sister." Wu Tian put down his teacup, looked at the two of them, and said in a calm and sincere tone, "The reason I invited you here is firstly to reminisce about the past, and secondly because I hope you will not leave the Heavenly Court for the time being."

Zhu Yeshuang raised her head and looked at him.

Wu Tian smiled and continued, "I will issue an edict to confer upon Master the title of Kang Jinlong Star Lord, one of the Twenty-Eight Mansions, and Senior Sister the title of Nanming Li Huo Gongde Heavenly Lord."

"I hope that you two, Master and Senior Sister, can stay in Heaven to cultivate."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yeshuang frowned slightly and asked, "Isn't the Fire Virtue Star Lord... the Phoenix Son?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Tian smiled and shook his head, saying casually, "Master, rest assured, Kong Lingxuan is already a half-step Golden Immortal, and he previously followed me at Mount Ling. In the future, he will be appointed as one of the Five Heavenly Kings, a position of great prestige, far above that of ordinary Star Lords."

Zhu Yeshuang finally understood and slowly nodded.

Although the Fire God holds a high position and wields great power, he is still one rank lower than the Five Heavenly Kings.

Since Kong Lingxuan was going to appoint a Heavenly King, the position of Fire Virtue Star Lord was naturally left vacant, which was just right to place Chi Limu there.

Kang Jinlong Xingjun is one of the Twenty-Eight Mansions and a righteous god in the Heavenly Court. He holds real power and has a noble status, so he cannot be easily manipulated.

Wu Tian continued, "I know that Master and Senior Sister are in an awkward position within the sect. Rather than going back to face those troublesome matters, it would be better for them to cultivate in seclusion in the Heavenly Court. What do you think, Master and Senior Sister?"

Zhu Yeshuang remained silent for a moment. She knew, of course, that if she accepted the title, there would inevitably be gossip in the Taiqing Temple.

Those who were already secretly ostracizing her would probably seize the opportunity to say that she had betrayed the Taoist sect, curried favor with the powerful, or even that she had long been in cahoots with the Heavenly Court.

But she didn't care. She had long been fed up with the double standard within the sect, having to see the faces of those people every day and listen to their sarcastic remarks. She had to suppress her resentment while also considering the bond between master and disciple and the friendship among fellow disciples, so she couldn't afford to break off relations and cause a scene.

Rather than enduring this miserable existence, it would be better to find some peace and quiet in the Heavenly Court.

At least here, no one dares to give her a hard time.

She was somewhat tempted.

However, she did not agree immediately, but turned to look at Chi Limu beside her.

Chi Limu has kept his head down and remained silent ever since he entered the main hall.

"Red Wood," Zhu Yeshuang spoke first, her voice softening slightly, "And you? What are your thoughts?"

Chi Limu's body twitched slightly. She didn't look up, but said softly, her voice almost inaudible, "It's all up to Master."

Zhu Yeshuang looked at her and sighed inwardly.

She and Chi Limu were like mother and daughter, so how could she not see through her disciple's thoughts?
"What a tragedy!" Zhu Yeshuang thought to herself.

She withdrew her gaze, suppressed her thoughts, and turned to Wu Tian, ​​saying, "Alright, then I'll trouble you, Bai Long'er."

The moment she said those words, Zhu Yeshuang suddenly felt the tightness in her chest dissipate, and she felt much more relaxed.

Wu Tian's smile deepened, and he raised his hand and patted the table twice.

The palace gates slid open silently, and palace maids led fairy maids in one after another.

They held jade platters in their hands, on which were placed crystal-clear celestial wine and celestial fruits exuding spiritual energy.

The celestial wine was contained in a white jade pot, its body translucent, through which one could vaguely see the amber liquid inside gently rippling. The celestial fruits included peaches of immortality, fire dates, jade grapes, and several other rare spiritual fruits whose names were unknown, each radiating a faint spiritual light.

The palace maids placed the celestial wine and fruits on the table one by one, and then silently withdrew.

Wu Tian personally poured a cup of celestial wine for Zhu Yeshuang and Chi Limu.

The amber liquid was poured into the white jade cup, and a clear and mellow aroma of wine mixed with rich spiritual energy spread out, making people feel refreshed with just one sip.

After Zhu Yeshuang agreed to stay in the Heavenly Court, the estrangement between the master and disciple, which had been absent for so long, disappeared, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

The two chatted for a long time, from old stories to the present Heavenly Court, from the scenery of the Southern Frontier to the wonders of the world.

Wu Tian's attitude was casual and gentle, just like the disciple who sought the Dao under his tutelage back then, without the slightest airs of a Heavenly Emperor.

Before we knew it, it was already getting late.

The stars of the Nine Heavens began to twinkle above the sea of ​​clouds, their light shining into the palace and intertwining with the golden flames of the heavenly lanterns, enveloping the entire hall in a hazy glow.

Zhu Yeshuang put down the white jade cup in her hand and stood up.

"It's getting late, so Chi Limu and I will be leaving now."

"We, master and disciple, will meet again another day."

Wu Tian also stood up and said with a smile, "Master, Senior Sister, I have already arranged your residences in advance. If there is anything inappropriate, you can ask the female officials to make arrangements."

"Don't be shy, just treat this place as your home from now on."

Zhu Yeshuang looked at the white-robed youth before her, remained silent for a moment, and then asked casually, "White Dragon, I wonder if the two Celestial Venerables of my Daoist sect are still in the Three Realms?"

Wu Tian smiled, his smile remaining as gentle and calm as ever.

"Master."

"Regardless of whether the two Celestial Venerables are in the Three Realms or not."

"As long as you, Master, exist, the Taoist sect will exist."

Zhu Yeshuang was slightly taken aback.

Wu Tian continued, "Of course, if those people continue to be ignorant and cause you and my senior sister to suffer, I will naturally let them know who is in charge of the Three Realms now."

Upon hearing these words, Zhu Yeshuang felt both gratified and a chilling coldness rising from the depths of her heart.

Because at that moment, she suddenly realized it clearly.

No matter how friendly and peaceful Bai Long'er appeared in front of her, he was no longer the little demon who had trained under her tutelage.

Rather, he is the supreme Heavenly Emperor who can control the fate of immortals, Buddhas, demons, and countless beings in the Three Realms.

Zhu Yeshuang remained silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

She didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards the palace gate.

Chi Limu followed behind her.

She remained silent throughout.

Wu Tian stood in the hall, watching the departing figures of the master and disciple.

He stood under the lamp, his white robe gleaming faintly with gold in the light. His eyes were slightly narrowed as he looked toward the palace gate, lost in thought.

Just then, a flash of light appeared behind him.

After the flames subsided, a graceful figure stepped out from within.

Chi Xiao changed into a red belted long dress, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders. She walked barefoot on the moon-white ground, her ankles slender as jade, and with each step, a faint glow spread across her feet.

She walked behind Wu Tian and glanced at him in the direction of his gaze.

"What are you looking at?" Chi Xiao's voice carried a hint of laziness. "Everyone's gone."

Wu Tian withdrew his gaze, turned to look at her, and a smile appeared on his lips. "I was thinking, according to the customs of the mortal world, tonight should be our wedding night, right?"

Wu Tian walked to her side, reached out and gently brushed the woman's long hair that fell over her shoulder to one side, revealing her slender neck and delicate earlobes.

When his fingers touched her skin, Chi Xiao's body trembled slightly, but he did not pull away.

A faint blush appeared on her face. "You are the Heavenly Emperor, and I am just a lowly woman. You can bully me at your will."

Wu Tian smiled and reached out to embrace her slender waist.

Through the thin gauze skirt, he could feel the warmth and softness of her skin.

Chi Xiao's breathing quickened slightly.

"My Queen, do you remember what I said?" Wu Tian looked down at her, her face reflected in his pupils, "When I return to Heaven, I will definitely devour you."

A blush suddenly spread across Chi Xiao's fair, jade-like skin, like a young girl's shy blush, making her curvaceous body appear and disappear.

Wu Tian scooped her up in his arms and strode towards the depths of the palace. (End of Chapter)