I, the transmigrated villain, please wait, gentle master.

Chapter 119 Who is Senior Brother?

"Immortal Lord, this dog..."

"It's too dangerous here."

Just as Wang Wu was about to voice his question, Mei Shiyu interrupted him.

Wang Wu saw the usually calm and composed immortal pacing anxiously in his small space, his hands supporting his forehead.

Mei Shiyu said to himself, "I have to send you away. It's really too dangerous here."

"What? It's dangerous here? Oh, right..."

Even if Wang Wu was clear-headed, it was useless; he was naturally a bit dim-witted and forgot about the boy and the dog in the blink of an eye.

Pointing to the ruins in front of him, he asked, "Immortal Venerable, was this an earthquake? It collapsed so completely, it's like... the sky collapsed and the earth caved in?"

Mei Shiyu had no intention of hiding anything from him, and said, "It wasn't an earthquake, it was just that Li Tingyun came by."

Upon hearing this name, Wang Wu's mind went completely blank. "Who?! Who are you saying has been here?"

"Li Tingyun".

"Li something-yun?"

"Li Tingyun".

"Li Ting what?"

"..."

Mei Shiyu gave him a strange look. "You heard me right. Stop deceiving yourself. I'm talking about Li Tingyun, the Master of the Taiji Hall."

Mei Shiyu explained in detail: "He came here and just left. He was the one who destroyed the mural space."

Wang Wu felt as if hundreds of bees were flying past his ears.

The noise was making his head buzz.

It wasn't that he was deliberately deceiving himself, but he simply couldn't believe that he was standing in the same place as that person from the Taiji Hall, under the same blue...black sky.

This feeling is like brushing past the King of Hell, instantly sending chills down your spine.

My internal organs are getting goosebumps!

That god of death is far more terrifying than Yama, the King of Hell.

Wang Wu patted his chest, panting heavily, feeling fortunate that he had survived a great calamity.

Although he often cursed the Taiji Palace with righteous indignation, especially after the Yin-Yang Curse caused him to lose all his magical power, he wished he could make a rag doll to curse Li Tingyun every day.

But he was nothing more than a paper tiger. Just like those righteous people who clamor for good and evil every day, it was already quite good that he didn't tremble with fear when he stood opposite Li Tingyun.

"Danger, it's really dangerous, extremely dangerous... We have to leave immediately, running away is the best of the thirty-six stratagems..."

Wang Wu muttered to himself. He was so shaken that he didn't even think to ask about his own godson, let alone what other people's apprentices were like.

"Yes, we need to leave this place as soon as possible."

Mei Shiyu was not surprised by Wang Wu's strong reaction.

Even he himself was in a state of turmoil after meeting Li Tingyun.

However, Mei Shiyu was not afraid of Li Tingyun's power and brutality.

Instead, he was afraid that guy would come knocking on his door again and pester him like crazy!

Mei Shiyu recalled the previous scenes, almost biting her lower lip until it bled, tasting a slightly sweet and fishy flavor.

That shameless scoundrel!

This is even worse than in the previous life.

But is it a little more humane than the previous life?

Ah, that's enough, stop thinking about him!

Mei Shiyu pressed her temples to clear her mind of those chaotic thoughts, and said to Wang Wu, "I've made up my mind. It's safer to use a teleportation array to send you back to Dao Xuan Sect."

After saying that, he glanced at the dog lying on the ground.

The word "you" includes Wang Wu, who is still recovering from serious injuries, and Yuan Che, who is lying in a golden coffin.

This also includes the apprentice who can't be turned back.

Wangcai jumped to his feet. What? They're sending him to the Dao Xuan Sect too?!

What are you going there for? Is it a small gift with a heavy sentiment, like sending a dog's head from afar?

He always remembered Li Tingyun's words: his master told him to come to Mei Shiyu's place and said he would send him away... but Gouzi refused to believe that his master really didn't want him anymore.

He preferred to believe that his master had sent him to follow Mei Shiyu to gather intelligence, investigate details, and coordinate an attack from within and without!

Under immense psychological pressure, Wangcai did not act rashly.

Mei Shiyu used the Immortal Binding Lock to transmit her voice: "Yuanbao, you must get rid of your bad habit of always causing trouble. Daoxuan Sect has many rules. I will send you to Hidden Sword Peak. Don't run around or accidentally enter the barrier. Just wait for me to come back."

He looked at Wangcai with particular concern, and added, "You used to cultivate demonic arts. If you sneak out and get caught, who knows how much trouble that will cause. Especially your senior brother, if he finds out about you..."

Mei Shiyu suddenly stopped and did not continue speaking.

On the other end of the Immortal Binding Lock, Li Tingyun only heard half of what he was saying and was feeling extremely uncomfortable while hanging there.

Leave half of what you say unsaid, or you'll eat noodles without garlic!

What senior brother?

Which scallion is this?

Li Tingyun no longer remembers this person from the original book.

However, from Mei Shiyu's hesitant tone, one could sense that there seemed to be some distance between the two of them.

Mei Shiyu felt an indescribable awkwardness when he called out "Senior Brother".

So, in Mei Shiyu's opinion, what terrible things would happen if his senior brother knew that he had brought a boy who used to cultivate demonic arts back to the Dao Xuan Sect?

Is it a punishment of kneeling, hard labor, or confinement for reflection, or is it simply whipping someone with a disciplinary cane?

Li Tingyun thought to himself that after leaving the territory, he would take some time to visit the Dao Xuan Sect.

Pull this scallion up by the roots!

To eliminate future troubles.

……

Over there, just as Mei Shiyu finished speaking about sending a group of "followers" back to Dao Xuan Sect, Wang Wu jumped out and raised his hand, saying, "Immortal Venerable, before you send us away, let me take a look at my godson first!"

Mei Shiyu took out the golden coffin from the storage space of the Bodhi Ring and said, "Yuan Che's three souls and seven spirits are damaged, and his physical body is missing. His current condition is quite bad, and I'm afraid he can't leave this golden coffin for long..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly remembered something.

He first met Yuanbao in Lingxi Village. The boy had wrapped a strip of cloth around his head and covered it up, completely concealing his true appearance.

Mei Shiyu mistook him for Yuan Che because he not only took Yuan Che's clothes and wore them, but also stole the jade pendant that Dao Xuanzong Sect Master Ren Pingsheng had given to Yuan Che during his travels.

Mei Shiyu did not initially realize that his apprentice was an imposter, so he did not take the jade pendant back.

Later, he gradually became suspicious. Until the fact that Yuanbao was cultivating demonic arts was exposed, many things happened one after another, and he almost forgot about the jade pendant.

The jade pendant remained with Yuanbao and was never returned to its rightful owner.

Mei Shiyu realized that the jade pendant was a magical artifact for calming the soul and nourishing the spirit, and was of a much higher quality than the golden coffin.

In fact, ordinary magical artifacts cannot be compared to it at all.

This jade pendant is like a divine weapon; it can recognize its master and cannot be used by anyone but the destined one. It should belong to Yuan Che.

Mei Shiyu remembered that the jade pendant seemed to have been put into the Qiankun bag by Yuanbao.

He patted Wangcai's head and asked, "I'm going to open your Qiankun bag and return the jade pendant you took from Yuan Che to him, okay? It belongs to someone else, and you can't refuse to return it. So, you have to nod in agreement and not shake your head in refusal."

The dog hesitantly wagged its tail and nodded.

Mei Shiyu chuckled and tugged at his ear, thinking to herself, "Yuanbao, you're such a good dog!"

Li Tingyun, on the other end, was speechless with emotion.

Mei Shiyu opened the Qiankun bag and saw a plum blossom emerge from it, filling his arms with fragrance.

He was taken aback at first, then calmly pressed the plum blossom inside, pretending he hadn't seen anything, and then took out the jade pendant and tied the pocket tightly.

He then opened the golden coffin and released Yuan Che.

He then returned the jade pendant to the "young girl".

Yuan Che carefully accepted it with both hands, bowed his head awkwardly, and stammered, "Thank... thank you, Immortal Venerable..."

He hadn't forgotten that he had unilaterally severed his master-disciple relationship with Mei Shiyu.

As a result, his master helped him time and time again. His godfather was saved by his master, and the jade pendant was also found by his master.

Yuan Che regretted his rash actions that came out of his head.

But he had a strong sense of self-respect and would never shamelessly continue to call Mei Shiyu "Master".

He could only hang his head dejectedly, looking like a wilted eggplant.

A broad, thick hand rested on his shoulder, and Wang Wu's deep voice came from above.

"You brat, didn't you once tell me that you dreamed of traveling to a fairyland and becoming a disciple of a highly skilled and virtuous immortal? You dream of cultivating immortality all the time."

Yuan Che looked up at him in confusion, "Huh? When did I say that..."

There was a "pop" sound.

Wang Wu slapped him hard on the back of the head.

He thought to himself: Idiot, big idiot, clueless!

To pave the way for his godson's bright future, Wang Wu chuckled at Mei Shiyu, "Immortal Venerable, my rascal is obsessed with cultivating immortality; all he wants is to fly to the heavens!"

"If you're interested in taking on a disciple recently, why not test his spiritual roots now? I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Wang Wu, speaking mysteriously like a street vendor, said, "Immortal Venerable, you definitely won't regret taking Yuan Che as your disciple. Seriously, to put it bluntly, his talent far surpasses that of your previous disciple!"

Mei Shiyu smiled gently and said calmly, "I don't look at talent when I take on disciples."

He knew, of course, how strong Yuan Che's talent was. With a mutated lightning spiritual root, he was the most aggressive in combat among those of the same level, and it would even help him in his future tribulation and ascension to immortality—simply put, he was not afraid of being struck by lightning.

However, since both of them were reborn, their master-disciple relationship had come to an end.

Wang Wu said, "Immortal Venerable, of course I know that you don't value talent much when accepting disciples. After all, you even value mixed spiritual roots... Sigh, I'm not trying to belittle your disciple. I just feel that in the matter of cultivating immortality, effort is worthless in the face of talent."

"Cultivating immortality with mixed spiritual roots is inspiring, but the path to immortality is also extremely difficult, filled with confusion and pain, tormenting both the master and oneself, and bringing a lot of bitter tears."

"The most valuable quality in a person is self-awareness. If you don't have the skills, don't take on the job. If you're not born to cultivate immortality, yet you insist on going against the will of heaven, isn't that just being stubborn and having a confused mind?"

Wang Wu spoke the truth from the bottom of his heart.

Mei Shiyu remained silent in his rebuttal, but also refused to accept it as gospel.

Wang Wu hissed, as if remembering something, and said, "Immortal Venerable, it's not that I'm deliberately bringing up a sore subject, but actually, when it comes to whether or not one should accept disciples with mixed spiritual roots, your Dao Xuan Sect should know the answer best! Didn't your sect leader accept that so-and-so back then..."

Since it was about exposing someone's shortcomings, Wang Wu's voice gradually faded away.

Click till.

Mei Shiyu knew who he was referring to.

It was none other than his senior brother.

He is the only one among the thirteen direct disciples of the Dao Xuan Sect Master to possess a mixed spiritual root of four elements.

In terms of aptitude, he was of inferior quality, but he was Ren Pingsheng's first disciple.