Novel Full Chapter 855: 847 Wu Xie
Chapter 855: Chapter 847 Wu Xie
The young man in black looked only about twelve or thirteen years old, with a delicate appearance and an unremarkable build, but his eyes were very spirited.
When he saw An Zizai squint, he was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, thinking he had offended the Ancestor.
Soon, the Wushiji Disciples in the hall also noticed An Zizai’s gaze and stopped talking, looking surprised at the young man in black.
The other new disciples also became tense, sensing the subtle atmosphere, which made their hearts beat apprehensively. Could they be expelled even after stepping into Wushi?
“What is your name, and why do you want to join Wushi?”
An Zizai spoke, his tone indifferent, making all disciples feel tremendous pressure.
Everyone’s eyes fell on the young man in black, including the new disciples, increasing the pressure on him.
Cautiously, he raised his head, faced with An Zizai’s gaze, and quickly lowered it again, trembling as he answered, “My name is Wu Xie, born in Yang City. I’ve grown up listening to the legends of Wushi, and I want to become a Wushiji Disciple, someone like Ancestor Master Wushi.”
Yang City is a city on the Nine Spirit Continent, not particularly prosperous but known nevertheless.
An Zizai could naturally deduce Wu Xie’s background, but he wanted to hear what Wu Xie had to say.
From his origins, Wu Xie appeared without any suspicious points, as if he naturally belonged to Wushi.
To this day, Wushi recruits disciples from the Nine Spirit Continent, which is now filled with Spiritual Energy, producing beings with greater Talent than the Celestial Spirit Great World, similar to the past Immortal Dynasty.
Beings on the Nine Spirit Continent aspire to become Wushiji Disciples; entering Wushi Sect is the highest honor.
Even though the Nine Spirit Continent is harmonious, there are also conflicts in secret. If an Aristocratic Family produces a Wushiji Disciple, the family’s status will rise significantly.
Wu Xie is born into such a family, and both he and his family hope that he can become a Wushiji Disciple.
Fearful of possibly being rejected, Wu Xie felt anxious and wished he could slap himself—why did he stare at the Ancestor just now?
Meanwhile, he harbored a slight grievance, thinking he wasn’t deliberately disrespectful, just overly excited.
An Zizai’s gaze was complex. Rationally, he knew Wu Xie had no problems, yet Wu Xie made him feel uncomfortable, an unease he couldn’t explain.
His thoughts inexplicably turned to words spoken by the Ancestor many years ago—that Wushi would give birth to a Great Calamity.
Because of the Ancestor’s words, he set stricter standards for recruiting disciples, meeting each new disciple personally.
An Zizai took a deep breath, aware that everyone was watching him, knowing he must remain composed.
“Henceforth, you are all Wushiji Disciples. Remember, Wushiji Disciples must not intervene in worldly affairs unless the world faces trouble. Brothers must not damage each other. If discovered, their Cultivation Level will be abolished and they will be cast into Reincarnation.”
An Zizai said expressionlessly, shifting his gaze from Wu Xie to all new disciples.
Upon hearing this, a Wushiji Disciple quickly said, “Hurry and kneel to thank the Ancestor!”
The new disciples were overjoyed, kneeling to thank An Zizai.
An Zizai waved his sleeve, signaling for them to withdraw.
The Wushiji Disciples left with their apprentices, and soon only An Zizai and a fourth-generation disciple remained in the hall.
This fourth-generation disciple, named Hai Yuan, was An Zizai’s most capable junior, assisting him in managing Wushi.
Hai Yuan wore a blue Daoist robe, his hair black and white, and carried an elegant scholarly aura.
He frowned at An Zizai and asked, “Uncle, what problem does the disciple called Wu Xie have?”
It was the first time he had seen An Zizai show such an attitude towards a new disciple.
“Hai Yuan, remember when I spoke of the Wushi Calamity? I have an intuition that the disciple called Wu Xie is that calamity. However, he currently hasn’t committed any offense, so I can’t punish him or expel him,” An Zizai said with a complex tone.
Hai Yuan had heard of this, originating from the Ancestor’s words, and believed it firmly. Hearing An Zizai’s judgment, he did not hesitate but seriously said, “Uncle, if it’s difficult for you to handle, I can do it. I’ll expel him!”
An Zizai glanced at him, unable to resist shaking his head and smiling.
The nephew was very similar to Zhuang Xian, except Zhuang Xian only believed in justice, whereas Hai Yuan only believed in him.
“Forget it, let’s keep observing. If it’s destined for Wushi to have a calamity, driving him away will only lead to another appearing. Better we nurture him earnestly and see if we can overcome the Celestial Mandate spoken by the Ancestor.”
An Zizai smiled, dispelling the earlier gloom, even showing a hint of anticipation.
He had observed Wu Xie’s unparalleled Talent, seemingly having a powerful Physique as Dao Intent approached him, a Gift unmatched by other new disciples.
A disciple like him, if continuously monitored and well-trained, might become the foremost of the new generation in Wushi.
Hai Yuan heard this but did not agree.
He felt the uncle underestimated human nature, but he couldn’t say it outright.
Hai Yuan secretly decided to closely monitor Wu Xie, and if he displayed any inappropriate behavior, he would persuade the uncle to expel him from Wushi.
On the other hand, Wu Xie had emerged from tense emotions, following his master and listening to his introductions about the peaks along the way, his eyes filled with longing.
He had finally become a Wushiji Disciple!
He must not bring disgrace to his family and aims to become the greatest in Wushi, even making the legendary Ancestor Master Wushi proud of him.
Little did he know, the Ancestor Master he dreamed of was just hundreds of miles away.
Gu An sat by the lake fishing. Despite the growing number of Wushiji Disciples, his aura was so ethereal that Divine Sense couldn’t detect him unless approaching closely, allowing him peace.
He too was observing Wu Xie.
“Interesting, managing to extend to the dojo. Though the process was intricate, it’s indeed resourceful.”
Gu An murmured, a faint smile appearing.
Wu Xie posed no issue, but Wu Xie’s Primordial Ancestor did. When alive, the Primordial Ancestor was invaded by the Great Dao Destiny of the Daoist Emperor, always lurking, laterjoining the Nine Spirit Continent and passing on this Destiny.
Long ago, Gu An had noticed this but did not mind, even anticipating what might transpire.
He did not resist the Daoist Emperor, though unfortunately, the Daoist Emperor disliked him.
“Great Dao Destiny is not just between you and me.”
Gu An murmured leisurely; at that point, the fishing rod began moving, compelling him to sit up straight and start pulling the rod.
After a tugging battle, he retrieved the rod, with a half-transparent goldfish hooked—it transformed from Spiritual Energy in the lake, possessing Spiritual Intelligence, unlike beings—and he called them Lake Spirits.
The Lake Spirit struggled on the hook, and Gu An removed and released it back into the lake before continuing to fish.