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Chapter 392

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According to the Sword Saint, the reason why the three disciples became Ye Futian's disciples was very simple. In fact, there was an inevitability behind the simplicity.

The Sword Saint didn't tell Ye Futian that in order to carve words on the wall, he didn't sleep for three months. His hand that held the sword was rubbed until it bled. He fell down and stood up again and again. Finally, he had a chance but was thrown out and fainted. The old man watched over him for three months. When he woke up from hunger, he gave him some fruits. That was how he became the first disciple of the Cottage.

He also didn't tell Ye Futian that the person chasing Zhuge Hui was shockingly powerful, but the teacher brought her out safely.

He also did not tell Ye Futian that after Gu Dongliu and Zhuge Hui met, he once saw the beautiful and pure second disciple of the Cottage drawing lightning to train her body. It was almost a torturous method of cultivation. He questioned his teacher why he was torturing his disciple and questioned the way Mr. Du taught his disciple. At that time, Gu Dongliu, who was already a genius, fought with Zhuge Hui and was beaten up by her.

He was still not convinced and asked Zhuge Hui if she could not cultivate like that. Smiling, Zhuge Hui asked him, "Will you protect me?" The heavily injured Gu Dongliu replied, "Okay, I'll protect you."

Thus, everything happened later. Unfortunately, until today, Gu Dongliu still couldn't defeat Zhuge Hui.

Of course, this was all in the past. Other than themselves, no one would ever know their feelings for the teacher and each other.



A huge wave rose in the Eastern Barren Territory.

On this day, something unprecedented happened in the Eastern Barren Territory. The Qin Dynasty was destroyed. The top figures of the Fuyun Sword Clan and Royal Xuan Temple all died on Sky Mountain and Book Mountain. The leader of the Donghua Clan announced his retirement.

The names of Mr. Du and Ye Futian of the Cottage shocked the world again.

On Sky Mountain, Ye Futian controlled the will of the mountain and the bell, suppressing everything.

On Book Mountain, Mr. Du from the Cottage displayed the power of a Sage. With a giant handprint, everything turned into ashes.

Everyone knew that an era had ended. The Qin Dynasty that once unified the world would completely become the dust of history.

After hearing the news, many people went to Book Mountain to make a pilgrimage. The Cottage was crowned as a god in this battle.

Some were excited, while others were afraid.

Those who were excited were, of course, the disciples of the College, the Sword Saint Mountain, and the Moon Clan. Those who were afraid were the allies of the Qin Dynasty. Those who had died this time were all top figures. Most of them were still alive.

However, in the Cottage, Mr. Du did not seem to be so excited. He was also not as proud as he was on the Book Mountain.

At the back of the mountain, the old man was lying on a rock and drinking quietly.

"Teacher." The Sword Saint's voice was heard. Then, the Sword Saint, Ye Futian, and the others walked over. Apart from them, Goddess Wangyue was also there. She was here to visit Mr. Du, but she did not want to disturb him alone. Seeing that the Sword Saint and the others had returned, she followed them.

"Sir." Goddess Wangyue bowed.

"Yes." Mr. Du nodded. "What's the matter?"

"May I follow you to cultivate?" Goddess Wangyue bowed and said. The scene on Book Mountain had left a huge impact on her. Was that the true power of the Sage Plane?

She wanted to break through her current cultivation level and needed a great teacher to guide her. Mr. Du was undoubtedly the most suitable person.

"I'm lazy. I don't want to take any more disciples." Mr. Du sat up and shook his head with a smile.

Goddess Wangyue was slightly disappointed, but then she felt relieved. Mr. Du was such an extraordinary person. How could he take in disciples so easily?

"Sir, what should the Moon Clan do with the current situation in the Eastern Barren Territory?" Goddess Wangyue asked. If Book Mountain wanted to unify the Eastern Barren Territory, she would support it. Although she did not have a choice, she was sincere this time.

During these days in the College, she felt that the College was different from other places.

Although there were conflicts between disciples, most of them were still cultivating. The College, on the other hand, was about teaching. It was not like a clan. Apart from cultivation, there were always many schemes.

Of course, there were all kinds of chores in the College. However, people were much simpler and purer.

"Follow your heart." Mr. Du smiled. "I always wanted to change some things in the past, but in the end, I could not do anything."

"With your current reputation, all the people in the Eastern Barren Territory will respond to your call. What can't you do?" Goddess Wangyue was confused.

"I destroyed the Qin Dynasty with my strength and unified the Eastern Barren Territory. How is that different from the Qin Dynasty? If I am not in the Eastern Barren Territory, or if a stronger cultivator appears, it will be another cycle. The hardest things to change in the world are people's hearts and ideals." Mr. Du shook his head.

"What is your ideal?" Goddess Wangyue asked.

Mr. Du looked at Goddess Wangyue and said, "Clans and families are no longer the leaders of the cultivation world in the world. Places of cultivation like the College have replaced them. There is no need for them to be selfish. Instead, they teach and pass down their knowledge."

Goddess Wangyue was stunned. Then, she bowed to Mr. Du and said with admiration, "Mr. Du's idea can indeed provide a better cultivation environment for all cultivators in the world. However, this seems to be an impossible dream."

People had greed and desires. Strong cultivators naturally wanted to establish clans and families.

"When people who agree with your ideal gradually stand at the top, it will naturally be realized," Mr. Du said, smiling. Goddess Wangyue was stunned. She suddenly thought of the Cottage disciples.

Goddess Wangyue's heart trembled. She suddenly understood.

Mr. Du's words were not wrong. One day, when his disciples all stood at the top of the Eastern Barren Territory and put his ideals into practice, they would open up a place like the College and continue to nurture new people who agreed with their ideals. When batches of people like this were always at the top, the influence of the sects and families would naturally continue to weaken. A place like the College would become the holy land of the world.

"I understand." Goddess Wangyue bowed and left. Her heart was slightly shaken.

Was this the mysterious Mr. Du in the eyes of the world?

The Sword Saint and the rest had been standing at the side and listening quietly. When Mr. Du was talking to Goddess Wangyue, he was also talking to them.

Ye Futian also heard it but did not think too much about it. He did not have such a high level of awareness and did not have the great ideal of caring for the world. What his master said was still too far away from him.

"How are the people from the Barren State?"

Mr. Du asked. His gaze fell on Ye Futian.

"If we let them go, will the sages from the Barren State enter the Eastern Barren Territory?" Ye Futian asked. His master was a sage. With the ban, as long as sages did not enter the Eastern Barren Territory, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Yes." Mr. Du nodded. Ye Futian was stunned. His master was so sure.

Seeing his expression, Mr. Du smiled and said, "The attraction of the relics of the two emperors is not as simple as you think. If not for the ban, the strong cultivators from the Barren State would have already set foot on Sky Mountain. They were just afraid of the will left by the emperor, so no one dared to go there secretly. But now, since you have it, will the people from the Barren State let it go?"

Mr. Du smiled and said, "The Divine Prefecture is vast and the emperor governs the world. Why would he always keep his eyes on the Eastern Barren Territory? If someone goes missing in the Eastern Barren Territory one day, will it attract the emperor's attention?"

Ye Futian smiled bitterly. He naturally understood what his master meant. In the past, there was nothing in the Eastern Barren Territory that the strong cultivators from the Barren State coveted, so the Barren State naturally followed the ban. But now, it was different.

"Then I will always stay on Book Mountain," Ye Futian muttered. Since the ban was in place, no one would dare to do anything in broad daylight, right?

"Actually, there is something I have not told you just now," Mr. Du said after hearing Ye Futian's words.

"What is it?" Ye Futian was curious.

"When Donghuang the Great issued the ban, the complete content was that sages could not enter the Eastern Barren Territory. If there are sages in the Eastern Barren Territory, the ban will be lifted," Mr. Du said, looking at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian looked at Mr. Du in shock. He blinked and then his face darkened. He stared at Mr. Du hatefully.

Did this mean that since Mr. Du had displayed the power of a sage, the ban was no longer in place?

The strong cultivators from the Barren State could enter the Eastern Barren Territory directly.

"So after receiving the news, there will be more strong cultivators from the Barren State coming to the Eastern Barren Territory?" Ye Futian asked.

"Yes." Mr. Du nodded seriously. Ye Futian's face darkened.

On Sky Mountain, the reason why he did not dare to touch the people from the Barren State was because he was afraid that the strong cultivators from the Barren State would take revenge on him and kill everyone related to him. As long as he did not offend anyone too much, those high up in the hierarchy would only target him.

But now, the ban in the Eastern Barren Territory had been lifted. The strong cultivators from the Barren State could enter the Eastern Barren Territory directly and enter Book Mountain. Some things could not be avoided even if they wanted to.

"Master, what should I do?" Ye Futian asked.

"How would I know?" the old man mumbled. Then, he lay down and continued drinking.

This old b * stard … Ye Futian cursed in his heart. How could he still be in the mood to drink?

"Master," Ye Futian called out.

"Don't worry. I will not let you implicate others," Mr. Du said lazily. "If there is no other way, I will just hand you over."

"…"

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