Urgently, accidentally noticed by the rebel leader, intending to accept me as a nominal disciple, how should I save myself?

If it were in a previous life, Bai Qi would probably ask around using this kind of standard format.

White Sun Sect Leader, surname Chen, named Yin...

Every gesture stirs up the winds and clouds of the Divine Land, making even great forces like the Dragon Court, Upper Sect, and Taoist Sect wary of this Divine Power Giant!

"Why not just follow?"

Silently digesting the relevant information Qi Yan mentioned, Bai Qi couldn’t help but think.

A teaching of three thousand years, possessing a complete path to knock on the Divine Power Secret Realm, seems to be more impressive than Tongwen Hall?

The prestige of Master Ninghai Zen is limited to Yihai Prefecture.

For now, slightly inferior.

If I were to please Old Chen and transform from a nominal disciple to a true disciple, maybe I could even become the "White Sun Saint Son"?

At that point, having Lao Ning appointed as the Left or Right Protector would mean Tongwen Hall’s Sect Leader is reemployed?

"Rebellion is a great crime, implicating nine clans."

The sudden appearance of these eight characters was like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing Bai Qi’s little thoughts.

Rebellion is not a child’s play; the Dragon Court has ruled for over four hundred years, governing the spiritual energies of all places, and hiding how many Ghost Immortals and Daoist Officials are in the Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands within the fourteen prefectures?

Not to mention the famous Martial Artists of the Eight Grand Pillar aristocratic families, just the named and renowned Divine Power Giants number more than two hands.

"The Dragon Court’s reign has only passed two generations, it is in a time of prosperity like boiling oil on fire, rebellion really has no future."

Bai Qi seriously contemplated for a moment, originally wanting to mock, where there is a second-generation unified Central Court to perish, but swallowed the words back.

"Seems like there isn’t just one..."

Forget it, thinking too much is useless.

Bai Qi shook his head; in any case, from ancient times to today, rebellion has always been a risky gamble!

He, Master Bai Qi, in Black River County’s small plot of land, is living quite comfortably, with a big mansion and a charming wife and servants, why would he step onto a criminal ship!

Absolutely must not get involved!

"Young friend, this statement is not correct."

Unexpectedly, that gentle voice emerged again, like an indelible ghost, softly blowing in Bai Qi’s ear, startling him.

"Brother Bai, what’s wrong with you? The night wind makes your whole body feel cold, huh?"

Lv Nan, who was setting up a ritual, raised his head and looked at Bai Qi, who seemed to have seen a ghost.

"The earth’s energy here is dense, the soil is aggregating, and the yin is quite heavy. If you feel uncomfortable, you can step back a bit."

He and Senior Brother Qi Yan walked around this mountain forest several times, finally determining the location.

"It’s fine, Brother Lv, you go ahead and do your thing."

Bai Qi waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing. The "Jiao Fu Yellow Springs Sutra" silently operated, and the vast heart sea transformed from thoughts indeed revealed a shadow.

"Sect Leader Chen, didn’t you leave?"

He took a few quiet steps forward and asked helplessly.

"This Sect Leader just remembered a phrase often spoken by my rival’s disciple, which seems quite reasonable."

A gentle voice like a breeze swirled around, causing Bai Qi to sarcastically respond due to the habits cultivated by serving Ninghai Zen:

"I suppose it’s a timeless treasure worth ten thousand gold."

That Sect Leader Chen slowly said:

"Rather simple, not involving profound philosophy.

He said, a twisted melon, though not sweet, can quench thirst.

It’s a pity to miss the fate with me, might as well make a cooked meal out of raw rice and get on the ’criminal ship’ of White Sun Sect first.

In the lingo of the Green Forest Dao, it’s called ’tricking you into joining’?"

Your rival’s disciple, what kind of person is that?

Why is it all nonsense!

The vast void was as calm as a lake, the vast mountain forest was quiet and serene, and Bai Qi, holding half of his face as if with a toothache, couldn’t help but rant.

Continuing to echo in his ears was the amiable voice of the White Sun Sect Leader:

"Young friend, what you just thought, I do not agree. Have you not heard that success makes one king, failure makes one an outlaw?

My sect has also competed with the Dragon Court, only to fail at the last moment and become outlaws. If we had succeeded and half of heaven was on our side, then we would be the national religion, and you’d have to call me ’Lord Imperial Tutor.’

You also know that White Sun Sect lost?

The Dragon Court rules and holds all the power.

The spiritual energies produced by heaven and earth are all controlled by them.

What does White Sun Sect have to fight with?

Bai Qi had nothing to say in response, doing his best to restrain his mind without revealing a single bit of fluctuation.

Being inexplicably noticed by a Divine Power Giant, is this considered unlucky, or lucky?

"Sect Leader Chen, to be honest with you, I have already acknowledged a master... One disciple cannot have two masters!"

With no other options, Master Bai Qi could only bring up Tongwen Hall.

If this White Sun Sect Leader is determined to take him.

Then there is no choice but to submit.

Who can resist a Divine Power Giant?

Even Zhao Pijiang from the Celestial Water Prefecture falls short.

"Young friend, forgive my directness, there are truly few under heaven who can compete with me for disciples.

Even if the mighty King of Support from the Dragon Court comes, I do not fear.

After all, being in charge of White Sun Sect, a bit of courage is required."

The self-proclaimed "Chen Yin" White Sun Sect Leader was full of confidence, casually exuding the lofty demeanor of one overlooking the Divine Land.

Being favored by the few Protectors of the Four Reversals Demon Sect indicates this child is a great root.

Absolutely must be received into his own sect, preventing others from snatching him away.

"My master is the Head of Tongwen Hall, named Ninghai Zen."

Bai Qi gritted his teeth and said, though his master is stuck at the Fourth Qi Cultivation Barrier, probably unworthy of this Sect Leader Chen’s notice.

"..."

A long silence persisted for half an hour.

If not for the persistent presence of that shadow in the vast heart sea, Bai Qi would suspect that the other side had already left.

"Young friend is a personal transmission of Tongwen Hall?"

Sect Leader Chen had a very peculiar tone.

"Absolutely true."

Bai Qi replied.

"Your master is called Ninghai Zen?"

Far away, the sleeves of Sect Leader Chen fluttered as he stood in the desolate Inner Scenic Land of the Four Reversals Demon Sect, his eyes displaying a very clear annoyance.

Now this is a case of the river overwhelming the Dragon King Temple!

Picking a disciple and landing on the disciple of Chen Xing’s disciple!

"Yes, my master is Ninghai Zen."

Bai Qi detected a sliver of opportunity, and his heart was full of inexplicable surprise; is Lao Ning’s reputation so effective?

Even a Divine Power Giant has to give face?

"I don’t know why, seeing you again, there’s something strangely offensive about you."

Sect Leader Chen’s Divine Soul jumped, stepping out of the nearly collapsed mud-brick temple, his entire body releasing a glaring brilliance, as if a great sun had fallen, affecting all directions.

"You and I have no master-disciple destiny."

The reflection in the vast heart sea disappeared, representing that the White Sun Sect Leader finally left.

"It seems I still underestimated Lao Ning’s strength."

Bai Qi took a deep breath, feeling somewhat surreal, like a dream.

What is this rebel White Sun Sect, Divine Power Giant Sect Leader Chen.

They should be far from me.

Could it be, Black River County is not a newbie village?

...

...

Yihai Prefecture, Martial Arts Chen Family.

In the specially cleared stone chamber, Chen Xing suddenly opened his eyes, visible energy rolling, inhaled through nose and mouth into his flesh shell, his jet-black hair once again turned white, wrinkles grew, returning to the elderly.

"Chen Yin has taken a fancy to my grand-disciple? How fate works."

Chen Xing’s lips curled into a smile:

"It shows Hai Chan has extraordinary vision, finding a good seedling.

A place like Black River County, where such outstanding talents in martial and dao skills emerged, is not easy."

His flesh shell slightly trembled, vitality essence flowed through limbs and skeletal structure, bit by bit converging into the Qi Sea that only Four Cultivation Grandmasters possess.

The so-called Circulation of Qi is sensing sun moon stars, opening human body’s various apertures, to absorb evil qi, condensing true vigor.

Once the Qi Sea opens, the mortal flesh shell connects with heavens and earth, forming a body of divine techniques with endless transformations.

"Qi Sea is said to be the foundation of immortality, hence the varied names, like ’Gate of Life and Death’, ’Chaos Acupoint’, ’Creation Furnace’, ’Xiyi Prefecture’, ’Shengdong Residence’, ’Land of Long-term Residence’... Dao Skill Fourth Realm, further is Spirit Platform Building, Four Great Martial Arts Practices, even higher is Qi Nourishing Sea."

Chen Xing closed his eyes for inner vision, seeing himself, the majestic and vast vitality essence filling internal organs, at a glance, like mountains stretching, rivers surrounding, almost forming a small world containing infinite transformations.

But what should be a water-green mountain-blue, picturesque map for thousands of miles, was cut with an extremely obvious gap, like it was sliced open with a scissor, halved.

"Yan Xin, Kou Qiuyue, you pair of master and disciple truly put in a lot."

Chen Xing suddenly gently stroked his heart, that Divine Soul leaping on the forehead, seemingly turned into another person.

In his mind surged the frightening sword light that extinguished sun and moon, split stars, murmuring:

"But it made me sure of the whereabouts of the Fallen Immortal Mansion."

In the next moment, Chen Xing, whose full head of white hair brightened his eyes sharply.

He extended two fingers tightly pressing the brows, whispered:

"Get back!"

Only seen this head of the Yihai Prefecture Martial Arts, his left eye emerged red, right pupil held blue light, very odd.

"Get back? You’ve got quite the nerve! If not for being wounded by that Immortal Soldier, where would you be, Chen Xing?

Accepting Ninghai Zen is fine, but also marrying a widow, painstakingly caring for her two incompetent sons.

To clean up after you! Chen Xing, are you trying to overtake?"

Clearly the tone of that White Sun Sect Leader Chen Yin.

"Chen Yin, you and I are not master and servant. Moreover, without me, would you have hidden for ten years?

Five years ago, if not for your recklessness, insistently exploring Nu Yun River’s Water Monarch Palace again, alerting Zhi Xin Temple’s Master Qingxuan to anomalies, having to silence him, how could today’s calamity arise?

Master Xuanji might initiate a grand search of mountains and seas anytime, you still want to act recklessly, planning to provoke Zhao Pijiang, Yan Xin?"

Chen Xing’s tone was cold, each word resounding forcefully.

A while later, the restless Divine Soul retreated to the Spirit Platform, continued dormant without further disturbance.

"If not for your egotistical temper, would you suffer such a loss."

Chen Xing supported his knees with both hands, sighed:

"Three Yangs in Heaven Great Perfection, achieved ten years ago, but was deleted by a sword, leaving only Chi Yang, Qingyang.

Entrapping me, suffering day and night from this sword qi’s invasion."

Sitting within the Spirit Platform, his Divine Soul snorted, saying:

"With Ninghai Zen’s talent, if you’d taught him ’Three Yang Tribulation’, surely would be a good abode for ’White Sun Body’.

You’ve been a commoner too long, softened your heart, insisting on being a practitioner of Tongwen Hall."

Chen Xing was expressionless:

"You don’t understand human feelings, how can you know, the world is not only ’dao’ and nothing else.

Meridian Sword Sect’s Yan Xin and Kou Qiuyue, neither might be your match even together, why then were you tricked into defeat?"

The exposed Chen Yin gritted his teeth:

"This Sect Leader was careless!"

Chen Xing said calmly:

"It’s your arrogance, filled only with thoughts to transcend, never glancing at the earthly world. Kou Qiuyue’s life-sacrificing sword hasn’t taught you a lesson?"

Chen Yin fell silent, seated in Spirit Platform, wishing to sigh, finding himself really disliked.

’Three Yang Tribulation’ is one of White Sun Sect’s legacies.

Cultivating Great Perfection, can leverage human’s three talents, both ’Heaven Pattern’, ’Human Pattern’, ’Earth Pattern’, refining three bodies.

Like the Buddhist Sect’s ’Dharma Body’, ’Reward Body’, ’Physical Body’.

This is not one body three souls, but three bodies three souls.

Thus each with name and identity, each retaining self.

"I and I, tangled long.

Chen Xing, your peaceful days won’t last long, sooner accept, return as your Chi Yang Sect Leader."

Chen Yin whispered once, then was silent.

"Chi Yang Sect Leader?"

Chen Xing narrowed his eyes, did not respond.

Once he tidied up, stepped out of the stone chamber, daylight was already bright.

Back to the residential hall, the woman soaked a towel in hot water, approached to wipe that rugged face, softly calling:

"Sir."

Chen Xing’s expression was normal, responded with a smile:

"Madam."

...

...

"Lao Ning, a forcibly twisted melon isn’t sweet! Just let it go!"

In a certain Inner Scenic Land, long swords like a forest, seeming like graves, carrying an overly stuffed large cloth bag, quite fruitful Qiu Changtian advised:

"It’s a spiritual artifact, has its own spirit, doesn’t accept you, what can you do."

Five fingers grasped tightly, grabbing the sword handle, Ninghai Zen who exploded with Dragon Elephant Power gawked sideways:

"Lao Qiu, what do you know! Though a forcibly twisted melon isn’t sweet, but quenches thirst! Spiritual artifact, right? Show me attitude again, I’ll soak you in the dung pit!

My disciple Ah Qi practices dao, really lacks a proper protective artifact!

Hand it over!"