Chapter 577: Ming Clan Emerges, Venerable Xuandu

Chapter 577: Ming Clan Emerges, Venerable Xuandu

Han Tuo's tone was very dissatisfied, making the middle-aged man quickly apologize.

The father and son chatted for a while longer, and the middle-aged man withdrew to go select suitable Disciples.

Han Tuo watched the figure walking down the mountain and couldn't help letting out a sigh.

Every time he saw his children, Han Tuo would always think of his deceased wife. The reason he came to the Mortal Realm to marry and have children was simply to undergo trials and make his state of mind more transparent.

His wife in the Immortal Realm died at the hands of enemies, while his wife in the Mortal Realm died of old age.

Han Tuo had originally thought this lifetime would pass simply, but he hadn't expected his children to be just like him, wanting to pursue the immortal path.

At first, Han Tuo still held expectations for his children, but alas, his son strayed onto a deviant path, filled with a craving for power. On the contrary, his daughter had always been quietly inquiring about the Dao.

Han Tuo suddenly thought of his own father.

How had Han Jue viewed him back then?

Recalling those words of Han Jue, he felt somewhat lost again.

Could it be that he truly wasn't a qualified father?

"Father, if you are still alive, perhaps… Ah, it is all this child's fault for not finding the elixir of immortality for you in time."

Han Tuo muttered to himself, shaking his head and thinking no more about it.

Having stayed in the Mortal Realm for so long, it was time to return.

Half a month later.

The middle-aged man brought a youth up the mountain, and Han Tuo had the youth enter the Daoist temple.

The youth respectfully kowtowed on the ground. Although he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, his bearing was very calm and steady.

For some reason, Han Tuo inexplicably thought of his younger self.

He looked so much like him.

Han Tuo began imparting Daoist magic.

…

Three hundred years passed.

Han Jue opened his eyes. These three hundred years could be considered a period of relaxation, finally making his mood pleasant.

He stood up and decided to lecture on the Dao for the Hidden Sect.

He hadn't lectured on the Dao for several thousand years, so it was time to speak.

"Prepare to listen to the Dao."

Han Jue's voice resounded through Hundred Peaks Immortal River, and all the Disciples successively came out of seclusion.

He continued to lecture on the Extreme Origin Great Dao, lecturing for a hundred years.

A hundred years later, Han Jue stopped his lecture and cast his gaze down over Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

So many years had passed, and the Hidden Sect had still produced some new prodigies. Most of the Personal Disciples had also taken in Disciples; even the Black Hell Chicken had taken in a Disciple.

Han Jue predicted that in one hundred thousand years, apart from the Nether Clan, the Hidden Sect would produce at least five thousand God Realm beings.

There should be hope for one hundred Grand Unity Golden Immortals to appear in ten million years!

The entire Immortal Realm might not even have one hundred Grand Unity Golden Immortals, so one could imagine how prosperous the Hidden Sect would be in ten million years.

Yet…

Ten million years was too long!

Han Jue was still charging towards one hundred thousand years of age.

Sometimes, having too good an Aptitude also brought troubles, which was complaining that time moved too slowly.

After finishing his lecture on the Dao, Han Jue returned inside his Daoist temple.

He opened his mail to check. He hadn't looked at it for a long time and didn't know how his circle of friends had been doing lately.

[Your friend Evil Heavenly Emperor encountered suppression from your enemy Zhunti and was heavily injured]

[Your son Han Tuo accidentally stumbled into the Nine Nether Purgatory]

[Your friend Li Daokong was attacked by your friend Jiang Dugu]

[Your friend Shi Duxiao was attacked by your friend Li Daokong]

[Your friend Evil Heavenly Emperor received guidance from a Mysterious Great Power, causing his Dao Cultivation to surge greatly]

[Your friend Lord Jingtian created the Darkness Cult]

[Your friend Great Emperor Xiao encountered a mysterious curse]

…

How did the Evil Heavenly Emperor provoke Zhunti?

Han Jue felt puzzled. The most crucial part was that the Evil Heavenly Emperor was still able to survive.

He hesitated whether to curse Zhunti once on behalf of the Evil Heavenly Emperor.

He could test the waters; anyway, Zhunti was his enemy, and furthermore, several hundred years had already passed since he enslaved Qiu Xilai.

Han Jue continued reading downwards. This fellow Lord Jingtian opening up the Darkness Cult didn't seem to be the first time.

After leaving the Jie Sect, Lord Jingtian seemed to have been having a very rough time.

Han Jue hesitated whether to directly recruit Lord Jingtian.

Forget it.

In case he needed the identity of the Forbidden Lord one day in the future, he couldn't expose it in advance.

Han Jue looked all the way down. Most of his friends outside had started becoming active, and the former Immortal Realm could be considered completely restored.

After closing the mail, Han Jue extended his Saintly Sense to observe the entire Immortal Realm.

The Three Regions near Hundred Peaks Immortal River were already densely populated with living beings. The vast majority of living beings took on the form of the Human Race after taking human shape. However, the Human Race lived very hardship-filled lives in the Immortal Realm, having fallen into a minor race that could only eke out a meager existence within a region carved out by the Celestial Clan.

In today's Immortal Realm, apart from the Yao Race, the most prosperous race should be the Ming Clan. The Ming Clan was just as opportunistic as the Yao Race, proclaiming that all living beings in the world who had a name could join the Ming Clan.

Nowadays, the Yao Race took the Celestial Clan as their head and dared not anger the Celestial Clan, and were currently competing with the Ming Clan for the throne of second place.

Aside from that, the Dragon Clan had inexplicably risen once again at some unknown point.

Perhaps because of the saint position, more and more powerful figures walked the heavens and earth, spreading Daoist magic. Over a hundred Fortune Sects were born, and almost every Fortune Sect had a God Realm powerful figure, while powerful Fortune Sects even had Quasi-Saints presiding over them.

Han Jue observed for several hours before withdrawing his gaze.

He looked toward the Mortal Realm where Han Tuo had previously stayed. The Han Family left behind by Han Tuo had already migrated and was still being hunted down, appearing somewhat desolate.

"This brat is truly heartless, just like your old man."

Han Jue muttered to himself.

Although the Han Family's situation was tragic, it hadn't reached the point of annihilation. There were quite a few Disciples within the Family whose Aptitude surpassed Mortals, but they were simply too young and lacked time to grow.

With a thought, Han Jue directly moved the Han Family to a safe mountain forest, isolated from the world, hoping they would not stir up trouble and could Cultivate in peace.

Afterwards, Han Jue closed his eyes and continued to Cultivate.

…

Thirty-Third Heaven.

Qiu Xilai, Wu Fa Heavenly Venerate, Antarctic Celestial Venerable, Fu Xi Tian, Sect Master Tianjue, Great Emperor Xiao, and Empress Houtu gathered together in Li Muyi's Daoist temple.

The various Saints had nervous expressions, their gazes all fixed on a light hole floating in front of them where lightning silently flashed, dazzling and eerie.

Empress Houtu couldn't help asking, "Who could it be coming?"

Sect Master Tianjue calmly said, "Unclear. If the Supreme Saint didn't take in new Disciples in the Guixu Divine Realm, it should be that Senior who is coming."

Empress Houtu frowned.

Antarctic Celestial Venerable looked at Qiu Xilai and asked, "Why are you so calm? Li Muyi died because of you!"

"If he had no such intention, how could he have agreed to my scheme? Neither could I force him." Qiu Xilai shook his head and said.

Sect Master Tianjue couldn't help letting out a cold snort.

The other Saints also found Qiu Xilai quite unpalatable.

This fellow really had a thick skin.

Right at this moment, a vast coercive might spread out from inside the light hole.

Only to see a white-haired, gray-robed old man walk out, holding a whisk in his hand, with a long sword emitting a cyan light suspended behind him, its hilt end connected to a small lotus seat.

Aside from Empress Houtu and Fu Xi Tian, the other Saints all saluted respectfully, saying in unison, "Greetings, Venerable Xuandu!"

Venerable Xuandu's expression was indifferent as he said, "I am already aware of the matters concerning the Heavenly Dao. The Supreme Saint has sent me to take charge of the Human Sect, and in the future, I hope everyone will not make things difficult for the Human Sect."

"That is only natural."

The various Saints responded once again.

Venerable Xuandu looked at Qiu Xilai and said, "Why did you sever your Karma with that person?"

Qiu Xilai replied, "I was captured by Han Jue and had no other choice. My heart still turns toward Buddhism."

Venerable Xuandu's gaze suddenly became full of profound meaning, as if seeing right through Qiu Xilai.