take on disciples

The words of the middle-aged man in elegant attire awakened Lin Feier. Throughout history, there have been many cases of people falling into demonic cultivation, and only a few have managed to free themselves from it. For most, once they fall into demonic cultivation, there is only one outcome: the depletion of their spiritual energy followed by a tragic death.

Must she really watch Jiang Yun die in such agony? Six years ago, Lin Feier and Jiang Yun had ended their childhood innocence with a disagreement. Did she have to make another difficult choice today?

As she looked at Jiang Yun, his eyes bloodshot and filled with malevolence towards the middle-aged man, Lin Feier suddenly felt a heavy blow to her heart. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Jiang Yun had always been looked down upon due to his sealed meridians, but he had finally achieved remarkable cultivation. Yet, in an instant, it was all about to be in vain.

"You want to save this kid?" the middle-aged man asked, awakening Lin Feier. From his words, it seemed that there was still hope for Jiang Yun. Lin Feier wiped away her tears and pleaded with the middle-aged man.

"Do you have a way to save Brother Yun?"

The middle-aged man smiled and looked at Lin Feier, who was filled with hope. He said, "There is a way, but it depends on whether you're willing."

"It depends on me?" Lin Feier didn't know the connection between Jiang Yun's recovery from demonic cultivation and herself, but she knew that the only person who could save Jiang Yun in front of her was this middle-aged man. She could only ask, "As long as Senior helps save him, I will do everything I can to assist. I just don't know what I can do."

"I have roamed this continent for many years, and my only regret is not having taken on a promising disciple."

Although the middle-aged man didn't reveal his aura, Lin Feier understood that he was definitely not an ordinary person. She was just unsure why he suddenly mentioned this.

"What does Senior mean..." Lin Feier didn't dare to speculate recklessly. If she said something wrong, he might get angry and disregard Jiang Yun. Then, whom could she turn to for help?

"I, in my lifetime, never bother with irrelevant matters. Why should I save this brat without any reason?" the middle-aged man responded.

"Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-level Buddhist pagoda," Lin Feier blurted out, her face turning red. Obviously, she lacked confidence while saying this. The middle-aged man didn't seem like a kind-hearted person.

The middle-aged man merely chuckled at Lin Feier's words and no longer teased her. He straightforwardly said, "Since you're interested in this kid, as long as you become my disciple, I will help save him."

Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Lin Feier fell silent for a moment. However, the middle-aged man didn't rush her, keeping his hands folded and patiently allowing Lin Feier to consider her decision.

Lin Feier didn't actually have any favorable impression of the middle-aged man in elegant attire. If it weren't for him intervening and saving her, she would likely have died by Jiang Yun's sword.

"But I already have a master," Lin Feier thought for a moment and immediately realized the crucial issue.

The middle-aged man in elegant attire was almost infuriated. He had gained fame in the Lingwu Continent for a long time, and countless rising talents had cried out to be his disciple. He never expected that after finally finding a potential disciple, she wouldn't give him any face. He was on the verge of exploding in anger.

"Don't worry about that. I still have some face in the Lingwu Continent. I believe your master, if aware of my identity, wouldn't mind," the middle-aged man said with a tone of superiority. However, judging by Lin Feier's expression, she didn't seem to fully believe him.

"Do you still want to save this kid or not? Otherwise, I'll leave," since Lin Feier didn't buy into the logical persuasion, the middle-aged man had to resort to coercion.

This move indeed worked. Lin Feier was compelled by the threat to Jiang Yun, so she compromised, "If you can't convince my master, can I back out?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to explode, Lin Feier didn't dare say much and quickly said, "Please save him first."

Jiang Yun seemed exhausted from struggling at this point. Other than his eyes remaining bloodshot, he didn't make any further resistance. The middle-aged man in elegant attire asked Lin Feier to step aside and carefully examined Jiang Yun's condition.

"Fortunately, this kid hasn't been in demonic cultivation for long. There is still hope for him. If we had waited a few more days, I'm afraid even I wouldn't be able to help."

After probing Jiang Yun for a while, the middle-aged man said. Lin Feier breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that Jiang Yun could still be saved.

However, Lin Feier quickly became anxious again when she saw the middle-aged man in elegant attire stand up and leave. She hurriedly called out to him, "Hey, Senior, didn't you say you would save him?"

"I never said I wouldn't save him. But you need to find a place to settle him down. Are we going to stay here? Don't just stand there, lift him up."

Impatiently, the middle-aged man in elegant attire said. Lin Feier realized what he meant and immediately helped Jiang Yun up from the ground, following behind the middle-aged man.

There was an inn nearby, so Lin Feier didn't need to put much thought into it. She carried Jiang Yun to the inn, and the clever innkeeper quickly took over, assisting in bringing Jiang Yun to a guest room.

After placing Jiang Yun on the bed, the middle-aged man in elegant attire asked the innkeeper to leave and then checked Jiang Yun's forehead before pressing his thumb a few times on Jiang Yun's dantian.

Jiang Yun immediately cried out in pain while lying on the bed. Lin Feier watched nervously, unsure of the middle-aged man's method for saving and treating Jiang Yun.

The middle-aged man in traditional attire focused his mind and gathered a faint yellow spiritual energy in the palm of his right hand. Gradually, it condensed into a sphere in mid-air, leaving Lin Feier astonished by the sight.

As the spiritual energy formed into a fist-sized ball, the middle-aged man turned his palm downward and placed it above Jiang Yun's dantian. Pressing his hand down, the ball of spiritual energy entered Jiang Yun's dantian, and the middle-aged man controlled it to envelop the power of Jiang Yun's sword.

The reason Jiang Yun fell into demonic possession was because the fusion of sword intent and killing intent invaded his mind, obscuring his consciousness. The middle-aged man's goal was to use his incredibly powerful spiritual energy to suppress the sword intent. By preventing the sword intent from escaping, Jiang Yun's consciousness would naturally begin to awaken.

However, achieving all of this was easier said than done, as there were very few individuals in the world who could accomplish such a feat. The middle-aged man initially wanted to show off his skills in front of his newly acquired disciple, but upon seeing that Lin Feier only had eyes for Jiang Yun, he realized that his efforts were in vain.

With the imprisonment of the sword power within Jiang Yun's body, his eyes slowly returned to their normal black color, and Lin Feier finally eased her anxious heart.

After Jiang Yun's eyes completely regained their normal state, he immediately fell into a deep sleep. The middle-aged man wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve and said, "Alright, now that your little sweetheart is safe, you can come with me."

The middle-aged man's words were harsh, causing Lin Feier's cheeks to blush. However, her head shook quickly as she said, "Can you please wait until he wakes up? I want to have a conversation with him."

Lin Feier didn't expect the middle-aged man to reject her simple request. The middle-aged man responded, "What's there to talk about? Can't you say it now? You two are still young, and there's plenty of time ahead. As for me, I don't have much time left to live."