It's only three years old, what kind of whitewashing system is this?

Xi Yaoyue was taken aback: "Imperial Blood?"

She was a little confused.

I've certainly heard of Imperial Blood; it's the essence blood left behind by an ancient emperor, and every drop of it possesses boundless power.

But she was completely unaware that the Taixu Sect possessed imperial blood.

I don't even know why they would give it to their own child!

"What?" The Taixu Sect elder turned his head in confusion. "Has the sect leader lost his mind?"

"The best performer was Xiao Qingchen, how is that related to this child?"

Su Yun blinked and saw a cloud fly by.

"Oh!"

He suddenly realized what he had done and slapped his thigh in regret.

It was because he had perfected his own "Taixu Creation Scripture" that strange phenomena of heaven and earth appeared passively.

During his last mission, he dispelled the cold poison in Mo Ling's body and gained maximum comprehension.

He only glanced at the jade pendant, and his body automatically mastered the technique.

Before he could even put down the jade pendant, he had already broken through to perfection.

After playing with his fingers for the duration of an incense stick's burning, the scattered circuits in his mind pushed this technique to perfection!

If you practice diligently, it won't be long before you reach the highest state of oneness!

Throughout history, only the founding patriarch of the Taixu School has achieved the state of oneness through cultivation.

In history, only three people have been able to achieve perfection in cultivation.

Su Yun spent only six hours in total, and 99.99% of that time was spent playing with his fingers.

He then comprehended this technique to a perfect level.

"It's so bitter!" Su Yun's heart was bleeding.

He hadn't expected that max-level comprehension would be so terrifying.

I just glanced at it out of curiosity, who knew it would be repaired?

A college student accidentally saw one plus one and subconsciously thought of two.

There's simply no way to stop thinking!

Before you even feel it subjectively, your subconscious has already analyzed it thoroughly.

"This is way too easy! It's clearly a setup!"

Su Yun complained incessantly.

If he had truly put his mind to it, he could have already created an improved version of the Taixu Creation Classic.

Instead of being discovered by Mu Zhilian.

Su Yun quickly took remedial action, and with a thought, he suppressed all the strange phenomena.

"Join my Taixu Sect, okay?" Mu Zhilian's tone was calm, but there was always a faint sense of sadness in it.

Holding her mother's hand, Su Yun shook her head frantically under her expectant gaze: "No!"

Just kidding. Once you go inside, the seal will break again, and you'll be overwhelmed by the six desires and seven emotions.

I'm only three years old, with tiny arms and legs, how can I possibly fight back?

In the story, those things only happened after the characters had cultivated at the Taixu Sect until they reached adulthood!

Mu Zhilian paused, her tone remaining calm: "Here, the Emperor's Blood is for you. You will become my disciple, how about it?"

The elders all gasped in shock.

What's wrong with the Imperial Advisor? Why would he give such a priceless treasure to a three-year-old child?

A jade bottle was taken out, and even under layers of sealing, it still exuded a terrifying pressure.

Recently, Xi Yaoyue's legs went weak, and she almost knelt down.

Suddenly, a warm current rose from my hands.

The power surged into his legs and spread throughout his limbs and bones, instantly sweeping away the terrifying pressure from before.

Xi Yaoyue looked down in surprise and saw Su Yun, whom she was holding hands with.

A sweet feeling rose in her heart: "No wonder there's an old saying that having a child gives you the power to fight against everything."

Su Yun felt nothing. In terms of level, what could be stronger than the bloodline of the Heavenly Ancestral?

He shook his head: "No, don't."

Xi Yaoyue was stunned, and grabbed her son's hand: "Silly boy, do you know what this is? Why don't you want it!"

Su Yun's tears welled up instantly.

Xi Yaoyue quickly reassured him, "Oh, it's okay, baby, look carefully, this is imperial blood, it's much more fun than... much more fun than your toys!"

Su Yun tilted her head: "More fun than toys?"

That seems to be true; throughout history, no one has ever treated imperial blood as a toy.

Seeing that he had no reaction at all, Mu Zhilian became even more certain.

Without top-tier physique, how could one remain calm before the Emperor's blood?

They might not just kneel down, they could be scared to death on the spot!

Upon hearing Xi Yaoyue's words, she rubbed her hands together, and the jade bottle instantly transformed into a round little ball.

Mu Zhilian, without any formal instruction, flicked her finger, and the small jade ball flew out with a whoosh, smashing a rock to pieces!

Su Yun's eyes widened, and she clapped her hands excitedly: "That's fun!"

The elders were all devastated, crying out, "A calamity! The Taixu Sect is facing such a great calamity!"

"Our elder, how could you use the imperial blood to amuse a child!"

"I hate it!"

That's imperial blood! How did it turn into a child's glass bead?

Xi Yaoyue quickly said, "Yun'er, as long as you..."

Su Yun shook his head: "I won't join the Taixu Sect! I want to stay at home!"

"Hmm." The Imperial Advisor thought for a moment, "I'll give you the Emperor's blood."

"Enter the Taixu Sect only when you have figured it out."

Su Yun looked up: "Mother, is it alright?"

Xi Yaoyue had never seen anything like this before.

The Emperor's Blood appears only once every hundred years, and only in the depths of those dangerous and secret realms is it possible to seal away a single drop.

Whenever someone obtains it, they can become a giant in their own right by understanding its rules.

There are those who, by borrowing the blood of an emperor, comprehend the path to becoming an emperor.

Is this something you can just give away as a gift?

He said it was a toy, just to entice the three-year-old.

I didn't expect you to actually treat it as a toy!

Xi Yaoyue hesitated: "Imperial Preceptor, this is far too precious..."

Mu Zhilian handed over the small jade ball with both hands: "Please accept it."

Xi Yaoyue was shocked: "Imperial Preceptor, this..."

Mu Zhilian calmly asked, "Do I have to beg you?"

Xi Yaoyue was startled, unaware that the other party was not threatening her, but rather saying that if pleading worked, she would do anything to beg this reincarnated patriarch to join her sect.

Xi Yaoyue looked around, but no one offered any advice.

Seeing that the other party was determined not to give up until they accepted it.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Alright, thank you, Imperial Advisor."

"Yun'er, say thank you to Master."

Su Yun picked up the small jade ball, as if to return it.

Seeing such an adorable appearance, Mu Zhilian's lips curled up, but her smile ultimately failed.

She waved her hand: "Master or not, we'll talk about it later. Thank you very much, Young Master Su."

Xi Yaoyue was dumbfounded; who should thank whom?

She quickly replied, "Thank you, Imperial Advisor."

Mu Zhilian was satisfied. This child had achieved perfect comprehension on his first encounter with the Taixu Creation Scripture.

With a little nurturing in the future, he could become the second founder of a school.

Such extraordinary phenomena must be brought into our fold, no matter the cost!

He must be carefully protected while he is able to defend himself.

Su Yun played with the small ball, feeling somewhat uneasy.

But since he didn't hear any notification of mission failure, he felt relieved: "It seems people have accepted that I didn't join the Taixu Sect. Mission successful."

"Hehe, that's good!"

Mu Zhilian is also a top-tier expert, and she's beautiful. Su Yun wouldn't mind learning some Taoist techniques from her.

Just don't let yourself become too detached and lose your senses, or let your emotions and desires erupt.

"Your teacher..." Mu Zhilian patted Su Yun's head, "I'll go take care of your senior brothers and sisters... cough, junior brothers and sisters first."

Once he joins the sect, he will naturally be the eldest among the eldest disciples.

The path of cultivation is long and arduous; this slight age difference is nothing at all.

She flashed and reappeared on the platform.

The elders looked at each other, bewildered by what had just happened.

Has the sect leader gone mad?

Treating imperial blood as a toy and giving it to a child who doesn't even have any special phenomena?

"Sect Leader..." an elder couldn't help but ask, "Why did you... just now?"

Mu Zhilian transformed back into the aloof and noble Imperial Advisor: "You shouldn't know."

The elder was taken aback: "I'm not qualified to know? Then who is?"

Mu Zhilian said coldly, "The founder of the sect."

The elders were speechless.

"Now, the rewards will be distributed." Ignoring the strange looks, Mu Zhilian announced loudly, "Chief Disciple, please step forward."