I Can See Through All Things' Information Chapter 1437 Chapter 863: Master and Disciple Reunited, Netherworld Palace Secret Realm (Part 3)

With eyes brimming with tears, Ye Qingzhu looked up at her master, her voice thick with emotion, "Master, you're safe, that's truly wonderful... truly wonderful..."

Taoist Mo Xuan took a deep breath, pushing down the shock and disbelief churning within him. He reached out to help Ye Qingzhu to her feet.

His gaze swept across the gathered disciples, then lingered on the cave mansion, before finally settling on Lu Qing, who stood a short distance away with his hands clasped behind his back.

With a mere glance, the pupils of Taoist Mo Xuan constricted sharply.

The young man appeared ordinary, yet he exuded no discernible spiritual power fluctuations. However, through the profound cultivation of the Primordial Spirit Realm, Taoist Mo Xuan could faintly perceive that the young man's presence seemed to be one with the very world, his every subtle movement echoing a mysterious Dao rhythm.

Such a sensation was something he had only ever encountered in legends of the Great Powers of the Unity Realm!

"Master, it was Mr. Lu who brought you here," Ye Qingzhu quickly explained, dabbing her tears away. "Mr. Lu is a Great Power of the Unity Realm. He simply used the Inference Skill to locate you and then employed divine abilities to transport you from the cave mansion to this place."

"Unity Realm... Great Power?" Taoist Mo Xuan gasped.

While he had suspected the young man's cultivation was beyond measure, the utterance of "Unity Realm" still sent a jolt of astonishment through him.

The Unity Realm!

It was a stage of cultivation that countless disciples yearned for but could never attain in their lifetimes.

He himself had diligently cultivated for nearly ten thousand years, yet he remained only at the pinnacle of the Three Tribulations of the Primordial Spirit, unable to even breach the Fourth Tribulation. And here stood this remarkably young man, who had apparently reached that fabled realm?

Wait a moment.

A sudden recollection struck Taoist Mo Xuan. There was a well-known saying that a Great Power of the Unity Realm, in their true form, could not enter the Great World. Therefore, this young man before him must be...

"A Divine Thought Avatar," Taoist Mo Xuan murmured, sensing more intently and growing even more astonished. "It truly is a Divine Thought Avatar!"

He could sense that while the young man's presence harmonized with the surroundings, it seemed to lack the tangibility of flesh and blood, a distinct characteristic often described in texts concerning Divine Thought Avatars! "Hmm?"

Lu Qing felt a flicker of surprise. It was rather intriguing that a cultivator of the Primordial Spirit Realm could perceive the aura of his Divine Thought Avatar. Taoist Mo Xuan was indeed an interesting individual.

"Master, what exactly happened all these years?" Ye Qingzhu couldn't help but inquire. "How did you escape? How are your injuries, and why haven't you come to find us?"

Taoist Mo Xuan was brought back to the present, his heart warming at the sight of the genuine concern in his disciple's eyes.

He let out a soft sigh and began to recount his tale slowly, "The events of that time... it's a long and arduous story..."

As it turned out, after being grievously wounded and forced to flee, Taoist Mo Xuan had not ventured far.

He understood that given the Sect Leader's temperament, he would undoubtedly dispatch pursuers. Fleeing too far would inevitably leave a trail.

Therefore, he chose the opposite course, seeking out a hidden cave within a desolate mountain near the Qiankun Sect. There, he established a Concealing Array and remained hidden.

The adage that the most dangerous places are often the safest proved true. The extensive search parties sent by the Sect Leader scoured thousands of miles for days, yet they completely overlooked the desolate mountain situated directly beneath their noses.

Once the immediate danger subsided, Taoist Mo Xuan quietly departed. He fled to a distant, secluded valley, characterized by its sparse spiritual energy. There, he established a cave mansion and entered into deep seclusion to recuperate.

However, his injuries were exceedingly severe. Not only was his physical body ravaged, but even his primordial spirit bore gaping wounds.

Such grave injuries might have healed swiftly with the aid of rare Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, or the assistance of a powerful benefactor.

But he was alone, afraid to reveal himself and seek help. Thus, he could only rely on his own efforts for a slow recovery.

This period of seclusion stretched for decades.

It wasn't until the present day that his injuries had only mended to about thirty to forty percent.

"All these years, I have constantly thought of all of you," Taoist Mo Xuan confessed to his disciples, his eyes clouded with guilt. "But my injuries were far too severe. I could barely tend to myself, let alone rescue you from the Holy Alliance... I am deeply sorry to all of you."

"Master, please don't say that!" Ye Qingzhu quickly interjected. "If you hadn't risked your life to save us back then, the Sect Leader would have already executed us. It was you who granted us the opportunity to continue living. We are eternally grateful and could never harbor any blame towards you."

"Yes, Uncle." Qin Zheng also nodded, "Taking care of yourself is the most important thing. We did suffer a bit in the Heavenly Prison, but luckily we held on until Mr. Lu returned and finally escaped, in a way, it was a blessing in

disguise."

Mo Xuan Taoist, upon hearing this, gazed once more at Lu Qing.

He took a deep breath and solemnly bowed deeply towards Lu Qing: "Thank

you, Senior, for saving these disciples and reuniting me with them, your great

kindness and virtue, I will never forget!"

Although he was much older than Lu Qing, in the cultivation world, the accomplished ones take precedence.

Lu Qing is a Great Power of Unity Realm, and he called him "Senior" willingly.

"It was a small effort, no need for formalities." Lu Qing smiled, "And because I

regard Miss Ye and the others as my equals, there is no need for Senior to be

formal."

Mo Xuan Taoist stood up, looking at his disciples, eyes full of relief.

These disciples, although they suffered, were alive.

And he could sense that all their cultivation levels had progressed, especially

Qin Zheng, who seemed only a step away from the Primordial Spirit Realm.

It seemed the hardships over the years had instead been their sharpening

stone.

"Master, by the way." Ye Qingzhu suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Since you are injured, why not stay here to recuperate? This cave mansion was gifted to us by Mr. Lu, it has abundant spiritual energy and is much better than the valley you were in."

Mo Xuan Taoist was slightly stunned, looking towards Lu Qing.

Lu Qing nodded: "I have already given this cave mansion to Qin Zheng and the others, you may dispose of it as you please."

Mo Xuan Taoist was silent for a moment before finally nodding: "In that case, I'll shamelessly stay."

His injuries indeed needed a place with abundant spiritual energy for peaceful

recuperation.

And being able to stay with his disciples was something he had yearned for all

these years.

"That's great!" Ye Qingzhu cried with joy and thanked Lu Qing again, "Thank

you, Mr. Lu, for making this possible!"

Qin Zheng and the others also expressed their gratitude.

Lu Qing slightly nodded, saying nothing more.

He turned to Little Yan and Little Li, who were looking around curiously, and

waved at them.

Little Yan understood the signal and walked over with Little Li and the others. Seeing this, Ye Qingzhu and the others realized Lu Qing was leaving. They quickly stood up to send him off, but Lu Qing's figure was already fading

away.

"Mr. Lu..." Ye Qingzhu wanted to say something, but when the words reached her lips, Lu Qing's figure had already vanished completely. Together with him disappeared Little Yan and Little Li, along with the White Flood Dragon and the Five Elements.

In the cave mansion, only the disciples of Qiankun Sect and the newly arrived

Mo Xuan Taoist remained.

"This Senior Lu, truly is..." Mo Xuan Taoist gazed at the place where Lu Qing vanished, full of emotion, "a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail."

Ye Qingzhu nodded, softly speaking: "We will remember Mr. Lu's kindness in

our hearts."

There was a hint of loss in her eyes.

Likewise, Chu Xiaoqing beside her also looked forlorn.

Because they all knew that this farewell to Lu Qing, they might not have the

chance to meet again.

Perhaps this farewell was a final farewell.

Lu Qing left the underground cave mansion with Little Yan and Little Li.

He used the Space Shifting Technique, taking just one step to cross several

continents.

Before long, they reached a completely different world.

Here, the sky was gray and overcast, with no sun or moon, the air tinged with a

cold, eerie feeling.

All around were endless black mountains, with some strange dark red

vegetation growing upon them, from a distance resembling patches of congealed blood.

"Brother, where is this place?" Little Yan curiously surveyed the surroundings. "Outside the entrance to the secret realm of the Netherworld Palace." Lu Qing said blandly.