The Heavenly Dragon's Beginning in the Journey Through the Heavens

Since he was extremely satisfied with Ling Feng, Wu Yazi, to avoid any unforeseen complications, directly said to Ling Feng:

"Since you have such a connection with my Free and Unfettered Sect, then the position of sect leader is rightfully yours."

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng was secretly delighted, but he still forced himself to remain calm and said:

"Senior, you flatter me. I am truly unworthy of the position of sect leader!"

Wu Yazi waved his hand and said:

"No need to refuse, the position of sect leader is rightfully yours. However, before that, I need your help with something."

"Please speak, senior. I will do my best as long as it is within my power."

Ling Feng quickly replied.

"It's not a difficult thing. I have a jade thumb ring in my pocket. Could you come and help me take it out?"

Wu Yazi said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, because he knew what the jade thumb ring represented.

This is the token of the leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect!

Only by possessing it can one truly become the leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

But he quickly regained his composure, took a deep breath, and slowly walked towards Wuyazi.

Ling Feng carefully reached out and gently stroked Wu Yazi's chest, searching for the location of the jade thumb ring.

Finally, he touched a hard object and carefully took it out.

As expected, it was indeed the jade thumb ring.

This jade thumb ring is entirely green, with a dragon pattern carved around its perimeter.

The master carver who carved this jade thumb ring must have been extremely skilled, as the dragon pattern is so lifelike that it seems to have been created by nature itself.

When Wu Yazi waited until Ling Feng took out the jade thumb ring, he looked at the jade thumb ring on Ling Feng's hand and showed a look of nostalgia.

After all, this jade thumb ring is the symbol of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect!

He had possessed this jade thumb ring for decades, but now he was about to hand it over himself.

Wu Yazi couldn't help but feel a sense of heaviness and reluctance, and an indescribable emotion welled up in his heart.

He stared silently at the jade thumb ring, as if he could see his glorious past reflected in it.

After a long period of remembrance, Wu Yazi finally raised his head, looked at Ling Feng with unwavering eyes, and solemnly said:

"This is the token of the leader of the Free and Unfettered Sect. From now on, it belongs to you."

"Take this token to Misty Peak of Lingjiu Palace, where you can freely study the martial arts manuals."

Wu Yazi took a deep breath and continued with a solemn expression:

"My only hope is that you will treat the disciples of the Free and Unfettered Sect well in the future. Our Free and Unfettered Sect is all about freedom and unfetteredness. I don't expect you to make the Free and Unfettered Sect great, I only ask that you can continue the tradition of our sect."

Wu Yazi's words deeply touched Ling Feng's heartstrings.

Although he already knew these things, hearing Wu Yazi's earnest instructions in person still warmed his heart and made his eyes slightly moist.

Ling Feng quickly bowed and answered firmly:

"Please rest assured, senior, I will certainly not let you down."

Wu Yazi smiled slightly and gently shook his head, saying:

"Do you still call me senior? I've entrusted the entire Xiaoyao Sect to you, and you still can't become my disciple in return?"

Ling Feng was also adept at handling situations. Upon hearing Wu Yazi's words, he immediately knelt down and bowed, saying:

"Master, please bow to me, my disciple."

Wu Yazi accepted Ling Feng's gift without hesitation.

"Well, get up. This is your ceremony to formally become a disciple. Our Free and Unfettered Sect values ​​freedom and unfetteredness. You don't need to go through these formalities in the future."

"Yes, disciple will remember Master's teachings."

"OK."

Wu Yazi was extremely satisfied with Ling Feng, his successor.

He believed that under his leadership, the Free and Unfettered Sect would be better than the Free and Unfettered Sect under his leadership, which would put his mind at ease.

"If I sensed correctly, you should have reached the peak of the Innate Realm by now, right?"

"Yes, Master, it's all thanks to the Northern Darkness Divine Art that I've been able to reach my current level at this age."

Ling Feng spoke frankly about this point; if it weren't for the Northern Darkness Divine Art's ability to absorb internal energy, he might not have reached this level by now.

Wu Yazi did not refute this, after all, he practiced the Beiming Divine Art and was certainly very familiar with its characteristics.

"Hmm, very good. I'm going to pass on all my life's skills to you. How far you can break through depends on your own destiny!"

Although this was Ling Feng's original idea, hearing Wu Yazi say it aloud made him feel a pang of reluctance.

"Master, you mustn't! What will you do if you pass on your power to me?"

"It's alright. I was already nearing my end anyway. Being able to use all my life's strength to help you break through before I die is enough to make our master-disciple relationship worthwhile."

“Master, my senior brothers are incredibly skilled in medicine; they will surely find a way to save you,” Ling Feng said quickly.

Wu Yazi waved his hand, "No need. I know my physical condition very well. I was already nearing my end."

"Besides, if there were a way, I wouldn't have ended up in this state. After you take over the Xiaoyao Sect, you must clean up the mess for your master and send that traitor Ding Chunqiu to the underworld to see me."

Wu Yazi looked at Ling Feng expectantly and said.

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng quickly nodded and said:

"Master, rest assured, your disciple will definitely take care of it for you."

Wu Yazi nodded slightly, and said with satisfaction:

"So good."

Suddenly, Ling Feng remembered the sweeping monk of Shaolin Temple, and a thought struck him. He asked:

"Master, there is a very powerful monk in Shaolin Temple. He is usually responsible for cleaning the Sutra Repository. Do you know his background?"

Upon hearing Ling Feng's words, Wu Yazi's eyes glazed over, as if he had been stirred by long-forgotten thoughts.

After a moment, his eyes refocused, clearly snapping out of his reverie.

He slowly said:

"What, have you fought him before?"

Ling Feng scratched his head and chuckled:

"Hehe, my sworn brother and I, along with his father and son, fought a great battle against him, and in the end, the three of us fled in disarray."

A look of surprise appeared on Wu Yazi's face, then he shook his head with a wry smile and sighed:

"Sigh, I never expected you guys would actually be able to fight him and escape..."

"The fact that you're still standing here means he didn't kill you outright, otherwise you would probably be dead on the spot."

Upon hearing this, Ling Feng felt a little puzzled and thought to himself:

This sweeping monk is indeed powerful, but surely not as exaggerated as Wu Yazi described.

So he asked:

"Master, what do you mean by that? Does he perhaps have some powerful identity?"

Wu Yazi sighed and slowly said:

"Sigh, speaking of him, that was a long time ago. He was a powerful figure from the previous era, as famous as my master back then. His real name was Murong Longcheng."

Then, Wu Yazi continued to explain:

"He is a descendant of the Xianbei Murong family. After the Xianbei state was destroyed, the survivors of the Murong family went into hiding and lived a low-key life."

However, over a hundred years later, a peerless expert suddenly emerged from the Murong family—this was Murong Longcheng. He was already a grandmaster-level master when he first entered the martial arts world.

Wu Yazi paused for a moment, then continued:

"After arriving in the martial arts world, he devoted himself to challenging martial arts sects in various places, aiming to bring these sects under his command to help the Murong family's restoration of the kingdom."

"Back then, the martial arts world was full of outstanding figures and talents, truly a constellation of stars."

Besides that suddenly appearing powerhouse, there were several other peerless experts.

One of them was my master, Xiaoyaozi, and the other was Duan Siping, the founding monarch of the Dali Kingdom.

In addition, Shaolin Temple also harbors two reclusive high monks, and the imperial court has a hidden eunuch.

Without exception, all of these people were Grandmaster-level experts.

"Later, Murong Longcheng's plan was exposed, and Shaolin held a martial arts conference with the aim of eliminating evil and protecting the righteous.

A fierce battle raged for days and nights, ultimately ending with Murong Longcheng surrendering and being captured. He was then imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple.

"Time flies, and more than a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. Who could have imagined that he would reappear now and stir up trouble? It seems that the martial world is about to be plunged into another bloody storm."

Ling Feng was stunned after hearing this.