I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

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"Then it depends on Xu Yan and the others. I, the Daoist Ancestor, will not interfere too much. The Heavenly Dao is boundless, Taihao has vanished, the Land of Imperishable is destroyed, and the great calamity dissipates; that is the era of the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, the world will sink into oblivion, and after long years, a new creation will emerge. Such is the cycle of things."

Li Xuan smiled and spoke.

Cai Ling'er nodded. Since the Daoist Ancestor had said he would not interfere too much, it didn't mean he wouldn't interfere at all. Therefore, the final result would undoubtedly herald the great era of the Heavenly Dao.

Moreover, Xu Yan was exceptionally talented; he must have already walked the path before the coming of the great calamity. If he had walked the path, then wouldn't the suppressed one be easily wiped out with a wave of his hand?

Furthermore, as the Heavenly Dao continued to rise, it could also match the power of those who walked the path and suppress that one.

The Heavenly Dao was not only being strengthened by Tian Zi's schemes; even the Indestructible Divine Master, Taicang, and others would find ways to elevate the Heavenly Dao. This was a significant opportunity.

"Sir, are there any outstanding talents in the Taihao Realm who catch your eye?"

"Fate, it all depends on fate. Those destined will naturally catch my eye."

Cai Ling'er pondered. Perhaps in the Taihao Realm, the Daoist Ancestor would take on a disciple?

The sixth disciple under the Daoist Ancestor?

It all depended on who had the blessing of fortune.

"Red Cat, since you've come to Taihao, don't you want to establish the Taihao Demon Clan?"

In the creek, Shi'er held a brush in his hand, brushing the Red Cat's body, and spoke with a helpless expression.

"I, the Demon King, have no interest in that for now. The Great Wilderness Demon Clan is enough; creating another demon clan is pointless. Brush properly, and on my back, put a bit more strength!"

The Red Cat lay comfortably in the creek.

Damn!

Shi'er cursed silently. That bastard Red Cat still held a grudge from when he had whipped it!

"Don't complain; brushing the Daoist Ancestor's cat is your duty."

The Red Cat yawned and said.

"You're a tiger, not a cat!"

Shi'er replied with a dark expression.

"Tigers are also called big cats, so I am also a cat, meow meow!"

Damn!

Shi'er was left speechless.

"Brush under my armpit!"

The Red Cat rolled over, belly up, lifting its forelegs.

"Hey, someone's coming."

Shi'er suddenly spoke.

The Red Cat looked up towards the entrance of the valley. A small figure was running towards the valley, his clothes tattered, bloodstains faintly visible on his elbow, dragging a long spear in his hand.

"This little guy is quite something. Such a young age, and his strength is comparable to someone who has just entered the Qi-Blood Realm. Not bad at all. From his looks, he seems to be fleeing for his life."

Shi'er said in surprise.

"Could this be someone with deep fortune? Hey, does his long spear look familiar?"

The Red Cat stood up from the creek.

"It's the weapon of the Dangshi Army's leader."

Shi'er nodded. The leader of the Dangshi Army, Zhao Changtian, was a legendary figure within the Taihao Realm's Thirteen Layer Heaven, a hero of his generation.

Starting from the First Layer Heaven, he founded the Dangshi Army, vowing to wipe out chaos and injustice across the world. They fought their way to the Thirteen Layer Heaven and caught a glimpse from afar during their travels through the Taihao Realm.

Although they never ventured into it, they still had some impression of the Dangshi Army and Zhao Changtian, and his wife, Lin Qing'er.

"The Dangshi Army is finished, what a pity!"

Shi'er lamented.

The appearance of Zhao Changtian's weapon in the hands of the young boy, while he was fleeing, was self-evident. Zhao Changtian had been defeated, and this one was likely Zhao Changtian's heir.

"This little guy managed to escape pursuit and even come here. Tsk tsk, he's truly blessed."

The Red Cat leapt over.

Zhao Taiping ran desperately, ducking and hiding, fleeing aimlessly, never daring to stop for fear of being discovered and hunted down.

He didn't know how far he had escaped. When he was hungry, he picked fruit to eat, and when he couldn't stay awake any longer, he found a small cave to hide and rest for a while before continuing to flee.

Day and night, traversing mountains and ridges, he didn't know exactly how far he had run; was it hundreds or thousands of miles?

That day, he reached a small valley. Just as he stepped into it, he felt refreshed and couldn't help but wonder if it was an illusion. The aura in the small valley felt fresher, and the Spiritual Energy seemed denser, as if cultivating here would yield faster results.

"Is this place safe?"

Thinking of his deceased mother and being without family, living alone, and with enemies searching for him, his eyes welled up with tears. However, he gritted his teeth and wasn't defeated by adversity.

"Father, Mother, I will definitely avenge you."

Zhao Taiping's gaze was firm.

He looked around the small valley. It seemed secluded, desolate, and uninhabited, with beautiful scenery, suitable for hiding and cultivation.

"Set up here, cultivate and improve my strength. One day, I will surely kill Huang Qin!"

Zhao Taiping continued to walk deeper into the valley, intending to explore it and set up a place to reside and practice Martial Arts diligently, hoping to gain enough strength to avenge his parents soon.

Suddenly!

A gust of wind blew, a Splendid Ferocious Tiger appeared, majestic with bloodthirsty eyes.

Zhao Taiping was startled, hurriedly holding the spear in his hand, gripping it tightly, pointing the sharp spearhead towards the tiger, and unleashed his full momentum, suppressing his inner fear.

As the tiger drew closer step by step, Zhao Taiping let out a low growl, holding the spear, and thrust it towards the tiger's throat!

The spear shot out like a dragon, a flash of cold light, and landed on the tiger's throat. Zhao Taiping had no time to celebrate; then, his face turned pale with fright.

It couldn't penetrate!

In a panic, he withdrew the spear and retreated, letting out a low growl, using all his strength to stab again, this time targeting the tiger's eyes!

Yet, to his horror, the spearhead still couldn't pierce as it touched the tiger's eye, and the tiger took a step forward. A force transmitted through the long spear, knocking him to the ground.

Zhao Taiping's small face was filled with despair. Was he to be buried in this tiger's belly? What kind of tiger was this, why couldn't he pierce it?

The long spear left by his father wasn't an ordinary weapon!

"Red Cat, don't frighten him too much!"

Shi'er walked over with a helpless expression.

"I'm just testing the little guy's courage."

The Red Cat raised its head and said.

Zhao Taiping looked at Shi'er, then at the Red Cat. His vision turned black, and he fainted.

"Look, you scared him."

Shi'er picked up Zhao Taiping, flicked the long spear with his toes, and held it in his hand. "Let's see what the Daoist Ancestor says."

Li Xuan looked at Zhao Taiping, smiling. He was a young boy with deep fortune, surviving a great calamity and finding his way to his secluded place.

Could this be fate?

Just like in the past, when Xu Yan, in search of a master, stumbled into the small village.

Since there's a connection and his talent is not bad, being the orphan of a hero carrying deep blood feuds, in this chaotic Taihao Realm, he is someone born for this calamity.

Then, in Taihao, take on a disciple.

The sixth disciple.

"Zhao Taiping, pay respects to Master!"

Zhao Taiping respectfully bowed to become a disciple.

"You are my sixth disciple, your five senior siblings each cultivate a Martial Arts path. Today, I will teach you the War Slaughter Martial Way. Cultivate War Qi, gather killing intent, and fight without end!"

For Li Xuan of today, creating a Martial Arts path was as easy as waving a hand, without expecting the new martial path to bring him feedback. After all, having walked the path, he had long transcended all this.

Ultimately, all Martial Arts paths lead to the same destination; it's just a matter of walking the path.

Zhao Taiping cultivated the War Slaughter Martial Way, focusing on War Qi and gathering killing intent, a martial art centered on battle and killing, perfectly suited for the current Taihao Realm.

Only by fighting, only by killing, from the First Layer Heaven, battling to the Thirty-Three Layer Heaven!

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhao Tianping was filled with excitement.

"Father, Mother, I will avenge you!"

Zhao Taiping's gaze was resolute.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years had gone by.

The once little boy, Zhao Taiping, had grown into a handsome young man. Twenty years of diligent cultivation, and he now possessed the power of the Divine Skill Realm.

On this day, it was time for Zhao Taiping to leave the mountain gate and venture outside, to avenge his father. With his current power in the Divine Skill Realm, not to mention the Thirteen Layer Heaven, he was strong enough to fight to the Twenty Layer Heaven.

The War Slaughter Martial Way must show its edge, must grow in battle, cultivate in battle, and rise in battle.

That day, Zhao Taiping held his long spear, walking out of the valley, alone with his spear, sweeping across the First Layer Heaven, annihilating the New World Sect, then ascending to the Second Layer Heaven, likewise sweeping across the New World Sect with an invincible stance.

The return of Zhao Taiping, the sole heir of Zhao Changtian, leader of the Dangshi Army, began with a vengeance for his father, sweeping across the New World Sect. From the remnants of the Dangshi Army who hadn't been killed and were hiding, figures began to emerge and gather together.

The Taihao Realm had entered the era of Zhao Taiping!

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