Chapter 722: Oh, Four More at Once!

Gou Ge is indeed Gou Ge; he was the first to Breakthrough to the Taiqing Realm, but he didn’t head to the Yun Tian Sect immediately, instead wanting to wait for his other brothers.

After Gou Ge’s successful Breakthrough, the others were like a fire ignited in their hearts, their drive to Cultivate becoming even stronger.

Subsequently, Yang Guo, Xiao Feng, Little Fish, A Fei, Li Xunhuan, Yan Nantian, Lu Xiaofeng, Xi Men Chui Xue, Ye Gucheng, Chu Liuxiang, Hua Manlou, Baili Dongjun, Wu Xin, and Mu Chunfeng all successfully broke through one after another.

There was also Wan Chunliu, who was only interested in medical skills and Alchemy, so his cultivation level simply couldn’t keep up with the others.

Thus, Yu Xian had Li Muwan take Wan Chunliu as a Disciple, occasionally guiding him in Alchemy and cultivation.

Actually, there was one more who hadn’t broken through, and that was his father-in-law, Pharmacist Huang. Because the children had returned, he spent his days happily playing with his grandchildren; compared to his grandson and granddaughter, what was cultivation?

However, seeing Yang Guo and the others break through one by one, and with several of the children’s Realms already higher than his, he also had to work hard at cultivation, eventually succeeding in breaking through as well.

Among the seven Disciples of the original Dazhu Peak, Song Daren and Zhang Xiaofan also broke through.

So, in the end, Yu Xian led a grand group of people to the Yun Tian Sect.

The Elders of the Yun Tian Sect personally welcomed them. When they saw that those Yu Xian brought were all at the Nascent Soul Stage and quite young, they couldn’t help but gasp, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

One must know that Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators are top-tier experts on any continent; a typical Sect would consider having one or two as its pillars, yet Yu Xian had brought over a dozen at once, and each had condensed auras and solid Foundations.

“Tie Yan, from now on they are Core Disciples of my Yun Tian Sect. Have someone arrange accommodations for them,” Yu Xian instructed Elder Tie Yan.

“Yes!” Tie Yan responded excitedly. After all, with the Yun Tian Sect suddenly gaining so many Nascent Soul experts, its strength would immediately undergo a qualitative leap!

“Rest assured, Sect Master, this Disciple will make proper arrangements to ensure the Junior Brothers live comfortably and Cultivate without worries!” After saying that, he couldn’t wait to start organizing, his enthusiasm even higher than if he had broken through a Realm himself.

“The Yun Tian Sect isn’t as peaceful for you as the Qingyun Sect. Outside the Yun Tian Sect, Soul Transformations are everywhere, and Infant Transformations are as common as dogs. So when you go out for experience, you might not come back in one piece. The Immortal Cultivation Realm is different from the Jianghu of the past; lay low when you can, stay steady, and don’t be reckless,” Yu Xian said, leaving life-saving measures within each of their bodies.

At least when encountering a strong enemy, it could save their lives or even last until he could rescue them; at the very, very least, it would preserve their souls for him to resurrect them. These were people who had followed him all this way, and he didn’t want anything to happen to them.

“Yes, we shall follow your teachings!” Everyone bowed solemnly, keeping Yu Xian’s instructions firmly in their hearts.

Yu Xian looked at their serious expressions and nodded with satisfaction, then instructed Elder Tie Yan to take extra care of them, especially during this period when they were new arrivals and not yet familiar with the Zhuque Star.

Yu Xian also asked about Wang Lin’s situation. Wang Lin had already reached Nascent Soul and seemed to have returned to the Zhao State.

Yu Xian knew Wang Lin had gone back for revenge, so he didn’t ask further.

After settling Yang Guo and the others, Yu Xian returned to the Small World. Mainly, not only was Yun Yun pregnant, but Lian Xing, Dongfang Bai, and Li Hanyi were also pregnant.

Oh, four more at once!

Yu Xian began his days of spinning like a top; he wanted to accompany each of them properly. Fortunately, there were many women in the Family and plenty of experience.

Yu Xian couldn’t help but feel secretly lucky that only a few came at a time; if it were ten or twenty at once, he’d probably cry.

When Yun Yun was eight months pregnant, Nalan Yanran sent her a message saying the Three-Year Agreement had arrived and asking if she could return to take a look.

“It’s fine, I can protect you. If you want to go, then go.” Yu Xian saw Yun Yun’s hesitation.

“Mm, then let’s go see it together. The Three-Year Agreement is very important to Yanyan; I have to go cheer her on,” Yun Yun said with a smile.

“Her cultivation is already at the level of a Dou Wang. That Xiao Yan should still be a Fighting Master, right? He’s completely outmatched.” A hint of playfulness appeared in Yu Xian’s eyes.

In the original plot, during the Three-Year Agreement, Xiao Huo Huo was a one-star Grand Martialist, and Nalan Yanran was a two-star Grand Martialist, yet Nalan Yanran still lost.

But now, Nalan Yanran was already a Dou Wang, a whole major Realm higher than Xiao Huo Huo. If she still lost… then he would have nothing to say.

Nalan Yanran shouldn’t be that useless, right?

Yu Xian and Yun Yun returned to the Yunlan Sect.

At the peak of Yunlan Mountain, the mist never dispersed year-round. Today, however, it was completely scattered by an aura of solemnity and clamor.

A thousand stone steps led directly to the mountain peak plaza. No patrolling Disciples were seen along the way; only a stern atmosphere spread throughout. The massive bluestone martial arts arena at the top had already been cleared, surrounded by white-robed Disciples of the Yunlan Sect, their clothes like snow, their auras uniform, and their silence suffocating.

On the high platform, Yun Shan looked arrogant as he presided in the center. Elders stood on both sides, all experts at the Dou Wang and Dou Huang levels, their gazes like blades sweeping toward the plaza entrance.

All the forces of the Jia Ma Empire were present: Jia Xingtian of the Imperial Family, Fa Ma of the Alchemist Guild, Nalan Jie, the head of the Nalan Family, and the Ice Emperor Hai Bo Dong, who stood atop a treetop with a chilling aura.

Yu Xian and Yun Yun landed directly in front of Yun Shan.

Seeing Yu Xian and Yun Yun return, Yun Shan was overjoyed and stood up to welcome them. His attitude was extremely respectful, and he even gave up his seat to let Yu Xian sit in the center.

The rest of the Yunlan Sect had seen how Yu Xian had single-handedly destroyed a Dou Zun and defeated a Dou Sheng, so they were also very in awe of Yu Xian and bowed to him one after another.

Yu Xian didn’t sit himself but had Yun Yun sit down while he stood by her side, protecting her.

The various forces of the Jia Ma Empire didn’t know Yu Xian, but they recognized Yun Yun!

Yun Yun was now pregnant, her complexion rosy, and they completely couldn’t understand her cultivation Realm. They couldn’t help but be filled with suspicion and uncertainty, secretly guessing what the situation was.

When did Yun Yun get married? To whom? Was it that extraordinary man standing beside her?

What exactly was that man’s identity? Why would the Yunlan Sect’s Sect Master, Yun Shan, be so respectful, even proactively giving up the main seat?

Question after question churned incessantly in the hearts of the people from the Jia Ma Empire.

Jia Xingtian of the Imperial Family frowned deeply, his fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest, his eyes full of inquiry and vigilance.

The composure of this suddenly appearing man was definitely not that of an ordinary person, and Yun Shan’s attitude toward him went beyond normal respect, almost carrying a hint of… fear?

Below the plaza, the Disciples of the various major families and Loose Cultivators who had come to watch the battle whispered and discussed among themselves.

All sorts of guesses, suspicions, and curious gazes, like countless invisible sharp arrows, shot toward Yu Xian on the high platform.

However, Yu Xian seemed completely oblivious to this, merely lowering his head, his gaze tenderly falling on Yun Yun’s slightly bulging abdomen, occasionally whispering a few words of concern, his expression calm as if all the surrounding clamor and gazes had nothing to do with him.