The Most Generous Master Ever

"Haha!" Ye Qiu's explanation amused the blood-colored skull. He looked at the two of them with interest. His gaze examined back and forth. After a while, he said, "Interesting. Over the years, countless people have barged in. However, when everyone saw this Netherworld Fruit Tree, their eyes were filled with greed and desire. I thought that people's hearts were nothing much! I didn't expect to see a different gaze today."

The blood-colored skull looked at Ming Yue and Ye Qiu's eyes that were filled with reverence, and said again, "Two little fellows, have you come to challenge my values all these years?"

The corner of Ye Qiu's mouth twitched as soon as these words were spoken. He was speechless.

Ming Yue was even more speechless. This senior's temper was really strange. She could not figure out his thoughts.

After a while, Ye Qiu continued, "I have no intention of challenging Senior's values. It's just that this ancient treasure has always been obtained by the fated. It's a little fake to say that I'm not tempted! However, Senior, being tempted doesn't mean taking action. This is Senior's seclusion place. This tree also belongs to you. Since the treasure has an owner, why snatch it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the blood-colored skull's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Hmph… If those people were as tactful as you, so many people wouldn't have died here. The world is vast and there are countless greedy people. This is a test of the human heart and the ugliness of human nature.

"I've slept here for tens of thousands of years and have seen countless ugly human natures and countless dark faces hidden under the sunlight. In the face of absolute benefits, even blood relatives will draw their swords."

Hearing this, Ye Qiu fell silent! He did not deny that this was human nature. However, this point could not be summarized for everyone. Because he had indeed seen a good side other than ugliness.

"Senior, you're right. My master also said that the last thing in this world can be tested is human nature. However, this doesn't mean that the world is either black or white. There's an ugly side, but there's definitely a beautiful side.

"The world is very big. It is so big that it can encompass everything, but it's also very small. It is so small that it can't hide this ugly darkness. My master once said that there are still true feelings in this turbid world. Only when the clouds are parted can we see the essence of this situation clearly."

Ye Qiu and the blood-colored skull fell silent after an incomparably strange conversation. Ming Yue silently listened. She really wanted to know if Ye Qiu had seen that so-called beautiful side. She thought about their experiences, their hardships, and all kinds of things.

As she thought about it, Ming Yue suddenly smiled. Yes, she firmly believed Ye Qiu's every word and his every point of view. Although the world was turbid, there was definitely the cleanest side after the turbidity.

He had also been using his actions to continuously affect Ming Yue, telling her that no matter how the world changed, only true love would last forever. He had been silently accompanying her. This was his longest love confession. It was even more romantic than every mushy word he had said.

The blood-colored skull fell silent. He didn't deny what Ye Qiu said, but he was very curious. Who was the master he was talking about? He actually had such an understanding.

Unable to bear the curiosity, he said, "I feel a familiar feeling from your aura. I wonder, who is your master?"

Hearing this, Ye Qiu was slightly stunned and fell silent for a long time.

Who was his master?

In name, he only had one master, Daoist Xuantian. However, in reality, none of Ye Qiu's cultivation and techniques were taught by Daoist Xuantian. He only taught Ye Qiu one thing, which was to be human. During his days on Violet Cloud Peak, Daoist Xuantian only taught Ye Qiu this. He also kept using his actions to tell Ye Qiu how to survive in this turbid world.

He was a selfless person!

However, it was obvious that the person this senior was asking was not Daoist Xuantian. Then it had to be said that Ye Qiu's second master.

This person was none other than the Lord of the Forbidden Area, Celestial Thearch Zhen Wu! He was the foundation of Ye Qiu's Dao technique and also the inspiration for Ye Qiu's true nirvana.

When he was exploring the forbidden area, Ye Qiu was inspired by Celestial Thearch Zhen Wu and successfully inherited his technique. Therefore, in name, Celestial Thearch Zhen Wu was also Ye Qiu's master.

And this third master was Meng Tianzheng! He didn't teach Ye Qiu anything and only did one thing. That was to be a guiding lamp in the dark and illuminate Ye Qiu's path. He was more like an unknown contributor. Even though he and Ye Qiu weren't master and disciple, Ye Qiu already treated him as the person he respected the most.

However, no matter which one it was, they were indispensable on Ye Qiu's cultivation path. Every one of their existences was incomparably important.

After a long silence, Ye Qiu said, "Senior! To be honest with you, along the way, I have three masters who guide me. I wonder which one you want to ask?"

"Oh? Three…" Hearing this, the blood-colored skull was stunned for a moment before saying, "Then tell me about the founder of your Dao technique."

The blood-colored skull wasn't interested in the other two. He was more concerned about who Ye Qiu learned his techniques from.

Hearing this, Ye Qiu smiled and said, "The founder of my Dao technique came from an incomparably ancient figure. His era might be even older than Senior's."

As soon as these words were spoken, the blood-colored skull was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Ye Qiu to have such a powerful background. If it was even older than him, then this person was at least a late-stage Immortal Ancient figure. "What's his name!"

Ye Qiu smiled and shook his head. "I once asked him what his name was, but he told me that it had been sealed for too long and he couldn't even remember his name."

Hearing this, the blood-colored skull was a little disappointed.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu immediately said, "However, what I know is that the world calls him Celestial Thearch Zhen Wu!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the blood-colored skull was instantly shocked, as if the silent darkness had bared its ferocious fangs. Those lantern-sized blood-colored eyes were filled with shock. "Celestial Thearch Zhen Wu!"

He could not believe that he would hear this name again after so many years. This seemed to have become a taboo existence!

No one knew better than the blood-colored skull what this name meant. It was a legend that represented the only light in a dark era. In his terrified pupils, it was as if the scenes from back then had appeared. The figure standing under the night with his back facing all living beings.

How majestic and mighty was that! His life was lonely and despairing, but at the same time, it was also the most legendary.

"Oh my god…" A tear fell from the corner of the blood-colored skull's eye when it heard this familiar name again. With an incredulous gaze, he looked at the young man in front of him in a daze, as if he was seeing that lonely figure back then.

At this moment, he finally understood why he could feel such a familiar aura from Ye Qiu.

"Master… is still alive." His tone was filled with surprise and excitement. His eyes were already wet with tears. He could not believe that he could hear this name again after so many years.

What was even more unbelievable was that the man he had followed for his entire life still had inheritances left in this world.

At this moment, the blood-colored skull completely lost control of his emotions.