Chaos Spirit Field

Zhao Shanhe wasn't entirely happy when he heard he was going to Yuxu Palace, but he had no choice. He didn't want to become a disciple, even if the other person was a saint. But Yuanshi Tianzun had spoken, and who dared disobey? Life is full of disappointments; it's unavoidable.

Jiang Ziya summoned his mount, an elk, and asked, "Brother Zhao, do you prefer to sit in the front or the back?"

Zhao Shanhe looked at the elk's not-so-broad back, frowned, and said, "Brother Jiang, can your mount be made a little bigger? I don't like getting too close to men."

Jiang Ziya scratched his head in embarrassment, having never expected to be disliked. He said helplessly, "Brother Zhao, the elk hasn't cultivated the ability to grow larger. If you don't want to, you can just fly there yourself."

Zhao Shanhe thought about it and decided why he should walk when he could have a ride. The key point was that he didn't know the way. So he compromised and said, "I'll squeeze in with you. I'll sit in the back."

After the two of them boarded the elk together, Zhao Shanhe began to complain again: "Brother Jiang, your elk is flying too slowly! When will we reach Yuxu Palace?"

"This place is about 100,000 miles away from Yuxu Palace. It only takes half a day to reach the destination."

Zhao Shanhe was so bored that he pulled out a bottle of fine wine from his storage ring and drank it. Jiang Ziya smelled the rich aroma of the wine and couldn't help but ask, "Junior Brother Zhao, can you give me a bottle too?"

The two of them drank on the elk's back. When they were drunk, they naturally talked more. Zhao Shanhe said, "Brother Jiang, if you have nothing to do, please tell me about our sect. Who are the brothers? What are their special skills? Who has the most treasures? Who is the stingiest?"

Jiang Ziya said, "Junior Brother Zhao, our master has had nineteen disciples in total: three true disciples, twelve personal disciples, and four nominal disciples. Since the Conferred God War, many have left or died, leaving only eleven disciples."

Zhao Shanhe consoled him, "Brother Jiang, the responsibility for the Conferred God Battle does not lie with you. There's nothing to blame yourself for. Who are the remaining eleven brothers?"

Jiang Ziya said, "My eldest brother is Nanji Xianweng, my second brother is Yunzhongzi, my third brother is Guangchengzi, my fourth brother is Chijingzi, my fifth brother is Huanglong Zhenren, my sixth brother is Taiyi Zhenren, my seventh brother is Lingbao Dashi, my eighth brother is Yuding Zhenren, my ninth brother is Daoxing Tianzun, and my tenth brother is Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. The second brother has the most treasures, the eldest brother has the highest cultivation, Yuding is the easiest to talk to, the fourth and fifth brothers are the most stingy, and the sixth brother is the most considerate. I don't have close relationships with the rest, so I'm not sure. You can figure it out yourself. I'm the poorest."

Zhao Shanhe jokingly said, "I see. Otherwise, why would you be such a deadbeat? Senior Brother Jiang, let me ask you something. Zheng State doesn't seem to be your fiefdom. It should be Qi State. Are the Jiang family really your descendants?"

"King Wen granted the State of Qi to me, to be inherited by my eldest son, and the State of Zheng to my second son. I was already sixty years old when I began practicing Taoism, and I already have several grandchildren. Junior Brother Zhao, please show some mercy and spare the Jiang family."

Zhao Shanhe smiled faintly and replied, "Brother Jiang, what's the point of that? Isn't the Ji family doing well now? They have no worries about food and clothing. Although they have lost power, they can continue to exist. The world belongs to everyone, not just one person or one family. The Zhao Company is dedicated to the welfare of the human race and does not participate in any struggle for royal power."

Jiang Ziya was speechless after hearing this. The Zhao Company might seem uninvolved, but in reality, it had already hollowed out the royal power. With a single command, a dynasty could change in an instant. He pondered to himself that if this junior brother Zhao followed the path of an emperor, perhaps he could truly unify the nine provinces and become the emperor.

Before they knew it, they arrived at the gate of Yuxu Palace. Zhao Shanhe took a deep breath and felt a little ecstatic. His cultivation had actually improved a bit. It was worthy of being a saint's temple, it was extraordinary. Even the grass on the ground was of yellow level. He really wanted to plunder it.

Zhao Shanhe took in the sights like a tourist, glancing here and there until he followed Jiang Ziya into the main hall of Yuxu Palace. He saw Yuanshi Tianzun sitting in a cyan chair in the center. He was indeed a sage, and indeed wealthy.

The ten great disciples of Yuxu Palace stood in two rows. The first one with a big head on the left must be the eldest senior brother Nan Ji Xian Weng. The first one on the right who looked like a walking treasure must be the second senior brother Yun Zhongzi. The one who looked sleepy must be the most talkative Jade Ding Zhenren, and the one with a sword on his back must be the most respectable Taiyi Zhenren.

Seeing Zhao Shanhe staring blankly at him, not knowing what he was thinking, Jiang Ziya quickly whispered, "Junior Brother Zhao, why don't you bow to Master?"

Zhao Shanhe finally woke up from his dream and quickly stepped forward to kowtow: "Disciple Zhao Shanhe greets Master and all the brothers."

Yuanshi Tianzun was a little puzzled. It had only been less than a day, and how could his name have changed? It turned out to be his real name, so he asked, "Isn't your name Zhao Zilong?"

"Master, my surname is Zhao, my given name is Shanhe, and my courtesy name is Zilong. You can call me Zhao Zilong."

"Zhao Zilong, would you like to be my disciple?"

Zhao Shanhe kowtowed three times and said, "Disciple Zhao Zilong greets Master."

"Get up, you are my third most famous disciple."

"Thank you, Master."

Zhao Shanhe didn't know the significance of Yuanshi Tianzun's words. A true disciple would be the future leader of Yuxu Palace, and his status would be second only to Nanji Xianweng and Yun Zhongzi, and might even be above them at some point.

Nanji Xianweng said, "Third Junior Brother, I am honored to meet you."

Zhao Shanhe quickly replied: "My humble servant greets you, Senior Brother. This is just a small token of respect." As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a bottle of Baiguoxiang and handed it over, but it was snatched away by someone.

The one who snatched the wine was the second senior brother, Yun Zhongzi. He took a fancy to the bottle and was about to pour out the wine to study it, but the bottle was taken away by Yuanshi Tianzun, who scolded him, "It's a waste of money, a waste of ambition."

Yun Zhongzi lowered his head and whispered, "Master, I just thought Third Junior Brother's wine bottle idea was a good one, so I wanted to study it."

"You idiot! Zilong's wine is brewed from hundreds of spiritual fruits, using the liquid of creation as its carrier. It's a rare and exquisite product. You actually want to pour out the bottle of wine. What a waste."

Zhao Shanhe quickly took out a wine jar and said, "Master, this is all my fault. This is a gift of Baiguoxiang to you. Please accept it."

Yuanshi Tianzun took the wine jar with satisfaction and said, "Zilong, this purple ribbon fairy robe is given to you by your master as a reward, so that you don't have to run around naked anymore."

Zhao Shanhe took the purple ribbon immortal robe and said, "Master Xie, could you please not bring this up and give me some face?"

Yuanshi Tianzun laughed and said, "This isn't your first time, so there's nothing to be ashamed of. Go and greet your fellow disciples."

Zhao Shanhe took out another bottle of wine and handed it to Nanji Xianweng. He said, "Big Brother, please take this bottle of wine."

Nanji Xianweng accepted the wine, took out an alchemy furnace and said, "Third Junior Brother, I believe your alchemy skills are quite good. This acquired spiritual treasure carved bronze furnace is given to you."

"Thank you, Senior Brother. It would be even better if you could record the alchemy."

"Third Junior Brother, do you think this is suitable?"

Zhao Shanhe's eyes glowed green, probably from the secret book. He said, "Thank you, Senior Brother, for your generous gift."