I have the face of a great demon.

Seeing Hua Wufeng use his supernatural powers to easily leave them far behind, Liu Xingchen was not to be outdone and began to use his own lightness skill.

He took a deep breath, pushed off with his legs as if springs were in his feet, and shot forward.

He lightly touched the ground with his toes, each touch as light as a feather skimming the water, so fast that even the dust in the air couldn't keep up with his rhythm, leaving only a series of blurry afterimages dancing in the air.

The surrounding scenery seemed to be fast-forwarded, rushing past in a blur.

Before long, Liu Xingchen caught up with Hua Wufeng, but did not overtake him. Instead, he chose to follow behind the old Taoist.

Upon seeing this, Tie Zhu immediately became anxious.

How could he possibly catch up with these two when they were racing on the road?

He knew he wasn't good at light-footed skills, but luckily he was strong enough.

So Tiezhu took a deep breath, as if to inhale all the fresh air of the mountains and fields into his chest, and then with a "whoosh," he took off running after them with his strong, powerful legs.

The mountain they were heading to was not far from the town, only about ten miles away. The three of them traveled at full speed and arrived in no time.

This mountain, which Liu Xingchen and his friends named Jianxian Peak, is steep and towers into the clouds.

A stone path winds its way up the mountain, disappearing into the high peaks.

Old Taoist Hua Wufeng took the lead, stepping onto the stone path and heading up the mountain.

Even though he was going up a mountain, he still used the Shrinking Earth Technique, taking five or six steps at a time, his speed was no slower than on flat ground.

Liu Xingchen followed closely behind, his light footwork never ceasing. He lightly touched the stone steps with his toes and leaped high into the air, landing gracefully on the next few steps. He rose and fell with each step, heading up the mountain like a nimble lynx.

Tie Zhu finally reached the foot of the mountain, only to find that the two figures had already disappeared high up on the mountain.

He cried out in distress, but had no choice but to continue using brute force to run wildly up the mountain.

After walking briskly along the stone path for less than half an hour, Liu Xingchen's vision suddenly opened up, and a Taoist temple appeared before him.

Although the Taoist temple is not large, it exudes an ancient and elegant atmosphere, as if a hermit sage sits quietly on the mountainside, detached from worldly strife.

On the gate plaque of the Taoist temple, the three large characters "Wuhua Gate" in vigorous calligraphy come into view.

Hua Wufeng was already waiting at the door. When he saw Liu Xingchen arrive, his smile widened.

"Well? Liu Xingchen, are you willing to join my Wuhua Sect and cultivate immortality with me?"

After witnessing the old man's skills, Liu Xingchen was completely convinced.

This Wuhua Sect may not be as good as the Shuangji Sect, but it has found a cultivation sect that doesn't treat him like a great demon and is willing to accept him into its ranks. What more could he ask for?

Liu Xingchen immediately knelt down and respectfully said, "Master, please accept my bow."

Hua Wufeng chuckled as he helped Liu Xingchen up, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes, and accepted this new disciple.

"Good, good, good!" Hua Wufeng said three times, clearly very happy about Liu Xingchen's joining.

"From now on, you will be the second disciple of my Wuhua Sect."

What? A second disciple!

Liu Xingchen was startled. He knew this cultivation sect was small, but he didn't expect it to be this small.

He couldn't help but ask, "Master, how many people are there in our Wuhua Sect?"

Hua Wufeng held up three fingers: "Just the three of us."

Liu Xingchen was speechless. It turned out that this old Taoist priest was all alone a month ago, before Tie Zhu arrived.

This is just a mini sect.

I was careless because I didn't ask Tiezhu first.

Now that we're on this pirate ship, it's hard to get off.

But no matter what, it was a sect for cultivating immortality, and he had learned the art of cultivation; he had no other desires.

The spirit inside Liu Xingchen's body cheered and jumped for joy. He was still very confused about the fact that his young master was mistaken for a great demon by the cultivation world.

He knew perfectly well that his young master was just an ordinary person and had nothing to do with the great demon.

I don't know how these confused immortals could mistake a mortal for a great demon. Anyway, my young master has no hope of cultivating immortality. No cultivation sect will accept him. This disappointed him for a long time.

Unexpectedly, things took an unexpected turn, and an old Taoist priest, who did not regard the young master as some great demon, was willing to take him as a disciple and lead him on the path of cultivation.

The spirit was overjoyed beyond words. As long as Liu Xingchen could cultivate immortality, he would have hope of communicating with his master. This was not only a new beginning for Liu Xingchen, but also for himself.

After Liu Xingchen and his apprentice talked for a while, Tie Zhu finally arrived.

When Tie Zhu learned that Hua Wufeng had taken Liu Xingchen in as a disciple, he was overjoyed. The two of them had become fellow disciples again and could cultivate together once more.

Although Liu Xingchen joined the sect a few days later, Tie Zhu was willing to give up his position as senior brother and still let Liu Xingchen be the senior brother.

He's gotten used to calling Xingchen "brother" and can't change it.

Seeing that his two disciples got along well, Hua Wufeng was very pleased and led them into the Taoist temple.

Upon entering the Taoist temple, Liu Xingchen discovered that its dilapidated state far exceeded his expectations.

From the outside, he initially thought it was just the marks of time, but once inside, he saw only desolation.

The walls of the Taoist temple are made of bluestone, and the years have left mottled marks on their surface, with moss growing freely in the cracks of the stones.

There is only one main hall in the temple. The roof tiles are incomplete, and the patterns carved on the pillars inside the hall have faded.

In the center, a rickety incense burner was filled with swirling smoke, its dilapidated state barely concealed.

The surrounding three or five houses were also dilapidated, with cobwebs covering the eaves.

Is this considered a cultivation sect?

Having witnessed the grandeur of the Shuangji Sect, Liu Xingchen could hardly believe his eyes. Wasn't this an abandoned Taoist temple?

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Hua Wufeng's face. He coughed lightly, trying to hide his discomfort.

"This Taoist temple has indeed been abandoned for many years. I found this place by chance and thought it was at least a place to stay, so I stayed here."

"Master, how long have you been here?" Liu Xingchen asked curiously, his eyes scanning the Taoist temple as if searching for traces of the past.

"Well... it hasn't been long. I am just a wandering cultivator, with no fixed abode, and I call the world my home."

"I found this place three months ago, and on a whim, I decided to establish a sect, so I settled down here."

It's good. From wandering around to having a Taoist temple, we can finally settle down.

Although Liu Xingchen was internally complaining, he didn't really care.

If Hua Wufeng were not a rogue cultivator, but someone from a cultivation sect who had dealings with the cultivation world where the Shuangji Sect was located, they might have regarded him as a great demon.

At that time, he was too busy running away to have any chance to become an apprentice.