Chapter 099: Taking Disciples on Behalf of the Master
A great kindness does not require thanks!!
Du Wei solemnly declared.
Zhao Feng smiled faintly. “Brother Du, please don’t thank me so hastily!”
“I have a matter here that I don’t know if you would agree to!”
Du Wei was taken aback. “What matter?!”
Zhao Feng smiled. “You’ve seen for yourself that I am no ordinary person. You know all of my methods!”
“But I fear you might spread the word! What shall we do about this?”
Du Wei frowned. “Young brother, what do you mean?!”
“Hehe hehe!”
Zhao Feng smiled. “Would you be willing to become an immortal cultivator?”
Du Wei was utterly astonished.
“What is an immortal cultivator?!”
Zhao Feng smiled. “You need not concern yourself with what an immortal cultivator is. Simply know that an immortal cultivator is a wondrous being like myself!”
Du Wei nodded thoughtfully.
He seemed deep in thought.
Zhao Feng did not press for an answer.
The two fell into silence.
After a long while, Du Wei spoke. “Are there any conditions?”
“Hehe!”
Zhao Feng chuckled, his expression turning grave.
“The conditions are simple!”
He continued, “If you wish to become an immortal cultivator, you must join my sect and swear an oath to the Dao!”
Du Wei glanced at the illusory form, sighed, and murmured, “Do you see any other choice for me?”
Zhao Feng shook his head. “No, you still have another choice!”
“What is it…?”
Zhao Feng said seriously, “Should you choose to become an immortal cultivator, I will accept a disciple on behalf of my master!”
“If you do not wish to become one, I will resurrect you as well, but erase your memories! Rest assured, I will alter the appearance of Ming Yi’s body!”
Du Wei frowned. “Must it be Ming Yi’s body?”
Du Wei showed some reluctance.
Zhao Feng nodded firmly. “Precisely. You may only use Ming Yi’s body!”
Zhao Feng explained, “The body is like a vessel. Yours is already dead. You can only use Ming Yi’s body.”
“In another mysterious realm, this is called soul transfer!”
Du Wei seemed to understand yet not fully.
Zhao Feng gazed deeply into Du Wei’s eyes.
He waited patiently for Du Wei’s decision.
Du Wei found himself in a quandary.
He said, “You know, previously I was a mere mortal, never believing in ghosts or gods.”
“But today’s events have completely altered my understanding!”
Du Wei continued, “I can no longer refuse to believe in ghosts and gods!”
Zhao Feng nodded. “This blow is indeed great, but now is not the time for hesitation. If you delay too long, you truly will not be able to be resurrected!”
“Alas!”
Du Wei sighed.
He murmured, “I choose to become an immortal cultivator!”
Zhao Feng’s face lit up with joy. “Congratulations! You have chosen the answer in my heart!”
Du Wei smiled as well.
“Hoo!”
Zhao Feng exhaled, his demeanor turning solemn.
He said, “Brother Du Wei, I shall now accept a disciple on behalf of my master!”
Du Wei’s expression grew dignified.
Zhao Feng rose, adopting an aura of authority.
At that moment, Zhao Feng exuded an indescribable presence, as if blessed by the ancestors of all generations.
Du Wei saw phantoms densely packed behind Zhao Feng.
Du Wei was startled by the sight.
Zhao Feng’s voice rang out, “Fear not. These are the manifestations of the ancestors of all generations!”
Du Wei nodded.
Zhao Feng’s face began to morph, appearing as if it had countless faces.
He proclaimed in a majestic tone, “Du Wei, are you willing to join my Yaoji Sect as a disciple?!”
Du Wei did not hesitate. He bowed deeply. “I am willing!”
Zhao Feng’s voice boomed again, “I, Zhao Feng, the forty-third generation disciple, accept a disciple on behalf of my master today.”
“Du Wei is accepted as the forty-third generation disciple as well.”
“Since Du Wei is older, I, Zhao Feng, shall address him as ‘Brother’!”
Du Wei hurriedly knelt.
“Boom!”
Zhao Feng’s aura surged.
In an instant, he seemed endowed with the blessing of heaven and earth.
His figure appeared even more ethereal and imposing.
“Kowtow!”
Zhao Feng thundered, “Du Wei, kowtow!”
His expression was majestic without anger, like a vajra warrior.
Hearing this, Du Wei plopped to his knees.
“Bang!”
He kowtowed heavily.
“Again!”
“Bang!”
Du Wei kowtowed once more.
Zhao Feng looked to the distant sky, stunned momentarily.
“Now, the Yaoji Sect is no longer solitary!”
“I have a pillar to lean on…”
“I will definitely return to slay my way into the Immortal Sect!”
He withdrew his gaze to Du Wei. “Three times!”
“Bang!”
Du Wei kowtowed heavily.
“The rite is complete!”
Du Wei stood up happily.
Zhao Feng smiled. “From now on, you are my brother, Du Wei!”
“Haha!” Du Wei scratched his head awkwardly, shyly saying, “Brother.”
Zhao Feng wasted no words. He formed a hand seal.
After several changes, an profound seal materialized.
“Now, jump!”
Du Wei jumped without hesitation into Ming Yi’s body.
Zhao Feng shouted sternly, “Earth is yin, heaven is yang. Yin and yang unite! Soul Transfer Great Method!”
“Boom!”
Ming Yi’s body trembled violently.
“Hum hum!!”
White profound energy rose above, black profound energy below.
“Hum!”
The white and black energies intertwined, crackling with thunder.
Zhao Feng braced himself, observing the scene.
“Brother, the Soul Transfer Great Method is a heaven-defying art! Thus, it requires passing through the Four Nine Heavenly Tribulations!”
“Brother, you must endure!”
Du Wei’s voice called out, “Brother, fear not! I will not fail in my promise!”
“Good!”
Zhao Feng retreated aside and sat cross-legged.
He willed the small medicine cauldron to appear.
Zhao Feng addressed the little cauldron, “Little Medicine Cauldron, you are my final trump card. You must help me!”
Before Zhao Feng finished speaking.
There came a “crack.”
“Boom!!”
A black thunderbolt struck the corpse of Ming Yi.
“Shii!!”
Black qi billowed from Ming Yi’s corpse.
Zhao Feng was surprised. “What demonic art did this Ming Yi cultivate to produce so much yin energy?”
The yin qi Zhao Feng referred to was indeed foul and impure gas.
“Perfect! The thunder tribulation is both calamity and opportunity!”
“It will help purify Brother Du Wei!”
“Boom!!”
Another thunderbolt descended.
It smashed directly onto Ming Yi.
“Ah!!”
Du Wei cried out in agony, for the bolt could destroy both body and soul.
“Brother, hold on!”
“Two more left!”
“Good!”
Du Wei bellowed, displaying his steel-like resolve.
“Boom!”
“Boom boom!”
The final two thunderbolts fell successively.
Black bolts hammered into Du Wei’s body.
Fortunately, he survived the Four Nine Heavenly Tribulation.
At this moment, Du Wei’s soul and Ming Yi’s body fused perfectly.
“Boom!”
Ming Yi’s tightly shut eyes suddenly opened.