The Heavens: From Film and Mythology to Conquering Myriad Realms

After Wu Yazi finished asking his question, the cave fell into a brief silence.

Lu Yao did not respond, but frowned.

"Why? You don't want to?"

Wu Yazi was taken aback and asked curiously.

"Please forgive me, senior, but I already have a master and cannot change my sect."

Lu Yao shook his head and refused outright.

"Hmph! Outdated and pedantic!"

Wu Yazi snorted coldly, but he did not intend to give up and planned to force Lu Yao to become his disciple.

Wu Yazi's true energy surged, instantly engulfing Lu Yao, attempting to pull him closer and absorb his true energy and inner strength.

"Ok?"

Wu Yazi was startled, not expecting that Lu Yao would remain completely still.

Lu Yao immediately unleashed his true energy, instantly shattering Wu Yazi's true energy.

"what!"

Wu Yazi stared wide-eyed at Lu Yao, his brows furrowed.

"What kind of internal energy do you practice?!"

Wu Yazi scrutinized Lu Yao, his mind filled with complex thoughts.

Although Wu Yazi had only been in contact with Lu Yao's true energy for a moment, he still discovered that Lu Yao's true energy was of the same nature as his own.

"Please forgive me, senior. The internal energy I cultivate is called the Northern Darkness Divine Art, which I discovered in an unnamed mountain cave."

Lu Yao said it in a way that was half true and half false.

"Tell me how you obtained the Northern Darkness Divine Art."

Wu Yazi never expected that Lu Yao would actually be practicing the supreme martial art of the Xiaoyao Sect.

"then....."

Soon Lu Yao began to fabricate stories, modifying the process by which he obtained the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Lingbo Steps.

"The person who left the manual called himself Xiaoyaozi, and said that if you learn the Beiming Divine Art, you will become his disciple, so I cannot become your disciple, senior."

Lu Yao looked at Wu Yazi with a sincere expression.

Wu Yazi fell silent. He couldn't tell whether Lu Yao's words were true or false, but it was true that he had cultivated the Beiming Divine Art and the Lingbo Steps.

This put Wu Yazi in a very difficult position, and he even considered killing Lu Yao here to prevent the risk of the Xiaoyao Sect's secret techniques being leaked.

However, when he thought about how his lifespan was coming to an end and how he was only being kept alive by his internal energy cultivation, he gave up the idea.

Fortunately, Wu Yazi did not intend to fight Lu Yao, otherwise his fate would have been uncertain.

"Xiaoyaozi is my master, and what you have learned is the unique skill of my Xiaoyao Sect."

Wu Yazi looked at Lu Yao with a complicated expression and said calmly.

"Ah! Then isn't that senior brother of mine?"

Lu Yao stared wide-eyed at Wu Yazi in shock.

"Yes."

Wu Yazi's lips twitched, and he looked somewhat helpless.

"Junior brother Lu Yao greets senior brother!"

Lu Yao bowed directly and cupped his hands in greeting to Wu Yazi.

"You! Enough, enough."

Looking at Lu Yao's appearance, Wu Yazi cursed inwardly, but then waved his hand helplessly.

"Alas, since you are a disciple of our sect and have cultivated the Northern Darkness Divine Art, you are naturally of the same lineage as our sect leader."

Wu Yazi sighed and looked at Lu Yao, speaking softly.

"My lifespan is nearing its end. If there's anything you don't understand about the martial arts of our sect, ask me now. Once I die, there won't be another chance."

Wu Yazi was actually quite satisfied with Lu Yao. Since he couldn't be Lu Yao's disciple, being his junior brother was just as good, as long as the Xiaoyao Sect could be passed down.

“This is something that Junior Brother does not understand.”

Lu Yao had already mastered the two martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect to perfection, and no one in the world knew the Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu better than him.

"Hmm? How dare you speak such nonsense!"

Wu Yazi frowned, looking somewhat displeased, thinking that Lu Yao was a bit arrogant and complacent.

Wu Yazi then tested Lu Yao with a few questions, wanting to know how far Lu Yao had progressed in martial arts.

After a while.

Wu Yazi remained silent for a long time, bewildered and alone in his cave.

"How did you cultivate?"

Wu Yazi opened his mouth, his mind filled with many questions, but in the end, they all boiled down to this one sentence.

Through their conversation, Wu Yazi discovered that Lu Yao's understanding of the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Lingbo Steps was actually superior to his own.

This was a huge blow to Wu Yazi. He had been cultivating the Beiming Divine Art for decades and had only reached the level of perfection, not even the Great Completion.

“It’s not difficult to cultivate this.”

Lu Yao said innocently that he had gained this strength entirely through his own efforts.

"I never expected to meet a martial arts prodigy like you at this time."

Wu Yazi smiled and stopped worrying about it.

"Since our true energy comes from the same source, there are no obstacles."

Wu Yazi felt relieved and suddenly grabbed Lu Yao's hand, channeling his inner energy into Lu Yao.

Lu Yao knew Wu Yazi's plan, so he did not resist.

After a while.

Wu Yazi suddenly took several steps back, his face pale.

"Why go to such lengths, senior?"

Feeling the true energy that Wu Yazi was channeling into his body, Lu Yao couldn't help but sigh.

For Wu Yazi, seventy years of true energy was his life's work, but for Lu Yao, it was nothing more than absorbing the energy of a few people.

However, Wu Yazi's lifespan is coming to an end, and when he dies, his true energy will return to the world. It would be better to pass it on to Lu Yao.

"With my seventy years of inner energy, your skill will surely improve even further."

Wu Yazi smiled, his face pale, seemingly unconcerned about the loss of his inner energy.

"This is the leader's ring of the Free and Unfettered Sect, and also the token of my lineage. The inheritance of the Free and Unfettered Sect is now entrusted to you."

Wu Yazi took off the ring from his finger and handed it to Lu Yao.

"I will certainly live up to my senior brother's expectations."

Lu Yao accepted the ring and said solemnly.

"You have to promise me one more thing."

Wu Yazi's expression suddenly turned ferocious as he stared intently at Lu Yao.

"Senior brother, please tell me."

Lu Yao frowned slightly and looked at Wu Yazi with a puzzled expression.

"You must promise me that you will kill Ding Chunqiu, this traitor, for me in the future!"

When Wu Yazi mentioned Ding Chunqiu's name, he pronounced it almost word by word.

Ding Chunqiu and Li Qiushui pushed him off a cliff, causing him to become paralyzed. If it weren't for Su Xinghe's rescue, he would have died long ago.

Therefore, Wu Yazi hated Ding Chunqiu to the bone and wished he could tear him to pieces.

“I killed Ding Chunqiu outside the cave just now.”

Lu Yao looked at Wu Yazi and said calmly.

"What! You're telling the truth?"

Wu Yazi was taken aback, then suddenly looked up at Lu Yao.

"I severed his limbs and drained his vital energy with the Northern Darkness Divine Art until he died."

Lu Yao told Wu Yazi directly how Ding Chunqiu died.

"Excellent! Excellent! You are indeed destined to be with my Free and Unfettered Sect. I have no regrets!"

Wu Yazi laughed loudly, and his last obsession vanished.

Seeing Wu Yazi's alternating crying and laughing expressions, Lu Yao decided not to bother him any longer.

Lu Yao could sense that Wu Yazi's vitality was gradually fading away. Without the support of true energy, the elderly Wu Yazi would eventually turn to dust.

A moment later, Wu Yazi lowered his head, completely lifeless.

Lu Yao cupped his hands in greeting to Wu Yazi, then turned and left the cave.