MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 90

Chapter 90: Futian Sect

Thinking this way, Shen Yucheng felt completely at ease. He had read too many stories where characters like him were destined to be villains. He never expected that after transmigrating to this era, he would have a chance to become someone above others!

He couldn’t suppress the corners of his mouth from turning upward, practically reaching his temples.

He had finally waited for this day.

“Hehehe…” Shen Yucheng, facing away from everyone, chuckled. The sound instantly caused the air to freeze, becoming chillingly cold.

Yun Yan asked with some concern, “Yucheng? Are you alright?”

Only then did Shen Yucheng turn around, about to explain his earlier unsightly behavior, but his eyes immediately fell upon the child in Yun Yan’s arms. The child was exquisitely beautiful, but he kept turning his face away, appearing very guarded.

He turned his head to look at Yun Yan, who shook his head and said, “I just asked him, but he wouldn’t open his mouth.”

At this moment, an older woman walked out from the crowd, her tone helpless: “Immortal Masters, don’t blame him. This child was born unable to speak. He spends all day hiding in a corner by himself, never talking to anyone. He’s quiet and withdrawn. I don’t know if he’s just shy or if something’s wrong.”

Yun Yan frowned and asked, “What about his family?”

Perhaps it was Shen Yucheng’s imagination, but he felt that the child in Yun Yan’s arms trembled slightly when Yun Yan said that.

The older woman sighed, “If he had family, he wouldn’t be wandering around here all the time without a place to call home. He’s an orphan, been like this since he was little. No one even knows who his parents are.”

After saying that, the older woman left.

Yun Yan and Shen Yucheng exchanged a look. Neither of them said anything. They couldn’t just leave the child there, but keeping him with them all the time wasn’t a long-term solution.

As Shen Yucheng was still thinking of a solution, he suddenly felt a burning gaze on his face. He turned his head and saw Yun Yan’s smiling face, which was clearly plotting something mischievous.

Shen Yucheng swallowed nervously, “What…”

Yun Yan: “You saved this child. You decide what to do. I’ll listen to you.”

Shen Yucheng looked at that smiling face and immediately thought of his mentor, who was full of schemes. Yun Yan looked exactly the same.

But then again, Shen Yucheng wasn’t without his own thoughts. After all, he wasn’t from this era, and he had to find a way to return. Therefore, the child definitely couldn’t stay with him.

After thinking it over, he could only think of the Lingfeng Sect. His mentor in the future was so powerful. When he was young, he must have had a lot of good things hidden away. Maybe he could find some clues there.

After thinking for a while, Shen Yucheng asked, “Mentor… Yun Yan, your cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul stage, right?”

Yun Yan nodded.

Shen Yucheng remembered that there was an unwritten rule in the Lingfeng Sect. As long as one’s cultivation reached the Nascent Soul stage, they could apply to the Sect Leader to establish their own peak if they wanted to. As long as the Sect Leader agreed, they could become the Peak Lord.

Generally speaking, those who could reach the Nascent Soul stage were mostly the proud disciples of some big shot in the sect. They had so many resources that they overflowed. When their cultivation was sufficient, their mentors would naturally pass on the position to them. The remaining disciples who had no one to support them often got stuck in the Golden Core stage for life, forever just an “elder.”

Therefore, this rule was useless to most people, but it was different for Yun Yan. He wasn’t anyone’s precious darling. He had achieved Nascent Soul cultivation through his own talent. There was nothing to inherit, so this rule was practically tailor-made for him.

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Outside the Lingfeng Sect’s Main Hall—

“Yucheng, are you really going to do this?” Yun Yan stood at the door, reluctant to enter.

Shen Yucheng, holding the child in one arm, nodded without a doubt.

“What if the Sect Leader doesn’t approve?”

Shen Yucheng looked calm: “You said it yourself. You’re the only one in your generation to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. Now, no one else knows that you’ve broken through. If you tell the Sect Leader now, the sect definitely won’t let a talent like you leave.”

“But…”

Yun Yan wanted to say something, but Shen Yucheng didn’t give him a chance. He directly kicked him into the main hall.

Bang—

With a loud noise, a deep and dignified voice immediately came from inside the hall: “What is it?”

Shen Yucheng didn’t stay in place. While Yun Yan was gone, he walked around the sect, and the overall layout wasn’t much different from what he remembered from a thousand years later.

The only difference was that there was nothing on the Futian Peak, which meant that the Futian Sect didn’t exist yet.

Then he was confident that Yun Yan would gain something from this trip.

He and Yun Yan had already discussed it. When Yun Yan established a new peak and became the Peak Lord, they would follow him in as disciples. Then the child would be taken in logically. Anyway, Shen Yucheng had nowhere to live now. He’d stay there for a while.

Once Yun Yan had taken in new disciples and the child was settled, he would find an opportunity to leave quietly.

As he was thinking, the child suddenly squirmed in his arms, as if wanting to break free. Shen Yucheng followed his gaze and understood.

They had arrived at the sect’s cafeteria. The aroma of food filled the room, and his hunger index instantly soared.

The child didn’t say anything, but his eyes were staring straight in a certain direction. Shen Yucheng sighed and walked up to the auntie: “Give me three chicken legs.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the child in his arms staring at him intently.

Shen Yucheng was annoyed by the staring, so he simply covered the child’s eyes with his hand: “Don’t look at me. I’m buying them for myself.”

Despite what he said, by the time they returned to the main hall, the child had already gnawed the last chicken leg until only the bone remained, and his mouth was covered in sweet honey sauce.

Shen Yucheng casually picked a leaf and wiped the corner of his mouth for him, “So dirty.”

At the same time, the hall door creaked open. As soon as Shen Yucheng and the child looked up, a black shadow fell from the sky and pounced directly at them!

Shen Yucheng was startled and reflexively protected the child with one hand. As a result, the impact of Yun Yan’s entire body falling on him was all on Shen Yucheng, and the three of them lost their balance on the spot, falling to the ground with a “thump.”

Yun Yan, lying on top of him, smiled foolishly and shouted, “Yucheng! I succeeded! The Sect Leader approved! We can go and establish a peak now!”

Shen Yucheng rolled his eyes and sat up angrily. He didn’t expect his mentor to be such a fool when he was young.

They dusted themselves off and stood up, preparing to leave. At this time, Yun Yan suddenly stared at him, his tone strange: “You two… when did you get so close?”

Shen Yucheng walked in front, and the child in his arms also turned to look at him. At this time, the child had one hand around Shen Yucheng’s neck, completely clinging to him like a sticky bean.

After being reminded, Shen Yucheng realized it. He hadn’t even noticed when the little guy had stopped struggling and was obediently clinging to him.

Soon, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Yun Yan looked at the mountain in front of him and said, “But… we have to come up with a name before we can establish the peak. Yucheng, what do you think is a good name?”

Shen Yucheng glanced at the peak plaque in his hand. He originally wanted to write those three words directly, but then he thought, if his appearance affected past events, then it was possible that Futian Sect would no longer be the name “Futian Sect.”

He said lightly, “Let the Mentor decide.”

Yun Yan smiled, his eyes half-smiling: “You’re calling me Mentor so soon?”

Shen Yucheng didn’t answer.

The two stood at the foot of the mountain, and a gentle breeze blew past. Yun Yan looked up at the unreachable sky above, his tone becoming serious: “Since this peak was obtained by breaking convention, I hope that the disciples accepted here can also be themselves and not be bound by those rules. Since this peak came to be in this way, then it should be called… Futian Sect.”

Shen Yucheng’s vision was blurred, and he murmured, “…Why choose this name?”

Yun Yan’s eyes were burning: “‘Fu’ implies suppression by the Dao of Heaven, and ‘Tian’ can represent the implication of tribulation or ascension. Even if we are blocked by something as powerful as the Dao of Heaven, we must move forward against the pressure, hence Futian Sect.”

After saying that, he smiled triumphantly: “How is it? Isn’t it… Why are you laughing? It’s not so bad that you have to laugh like that, right?”

The corners of Shen Yucheng’s mouth turned up as he looked at the mountain in front of him, feeling a pang in his heart. He suddenly understood why the Futian Sect in the future would accept so many strange disciples, none of them normal, but it was precisely because of this that it was so difficult to leave.

“Mentor, I really like this name.”

After coming up with a name, the three of them started cleaning up the various parts of the peak non-stop. The Sect Leader had said that this peak was originally reserved as a base for the new Peak Lord, but no one suitable had come along, so it had been abandoned.

The main force was of course Shen Yucheng and Yun Yan. Both of them were young and strong, and they didn’t mess around when they worked. After a few days, they finally cleaned up the peak to look decent, and they were also exhausted to the point of being almost collapsed.

Yun Yan put his hands on his hips, extremely satisfied: “Very good, it’s finally passable. Next, we just need to accept disciples!”

Shen Yucheng was stunned, surprised: “So soon?”

Yun Yan nodded: “The Sect Leader told me before that you have to get into the top three in the Immortal Sect Competition in a week to formally become a disciple of my sect.”

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Shen Yucheng: “…Does the Sect Leader not like you very much?”

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Finally, the day of the Immortal Sect Competition arrived. Shen Yucheng stood on the stage for the Nascent Soul group. None of the cultivators under the stage knew him, and the scene was one-sided. No one cheered for him at all.

“Can that kid really be a Nascent Soul? He doesn’t even look as old as my nephew. Is he relying on connections?”

“That’s right. I’ve never seen him in the competition before. He suddenly shows up and says he’s at the Nascent Soul level. Who would believe that?”

Shen Yucheng was used to hearing these words. In the past, at times like these, a few people would definitely appear under the stage. Once their crimson swords, spiritual talismans, and formations came out, all the idle gossip could be silenced.

He was planning to ignore them when suddenly a few screams came from under the stage. Shen Yucheng suddenly turned his head and saw Yun Yan walking through the crowd with the little boy in his arms. Every time he passed someone who had just been saying sarcastic remarks, they would fall to the ground with a “plop,” looking miserable.

Yun Yan said calmly, “Luckily, the competition hasn’t started yet. Yucheng, you can just fight without holding back.”

Shen Yucheng opened his mouth, but in the end, he didn’t say anything. He just nodded heavily.

The competition began. The person on the other side glanced at him and sneered: “I don’t care if you have connections or not. Meeting me today means you’re out of luck—”

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly a chill ran up from the soles of his feet. He reflexively lowered his head and saw a golden light fly past his head with a “swish,” forcibly cutting off half of his pitiful hair. The whole process took less than a second.

The man’s back was covered in cold sweat, and his clothes were soaked through. He said tremblingly, “Wait… wait a minute… I’m not ready yet…!”

Shen Yucheng was too lazy to give him a chance. His figure flashed, and he instantly appeared behind him, gently placing his hand on the other person’s shoulder: “Go down.”

The next second, the man’s eyes were dull, as if his soul had been sucked out. He obediently left the stage.

Shen Yucheng, wins.

By the time the next round started, the audience had finally come back to their senses.

“What was that just now!”

“It’s the Puppet Dao! He’s a Puppet Dao cultivator!”

“So strong! This is the first time I’ve seen a real Puppet Dao cultivator. So they really exist…”

“Did he break the record for the fastest victory? He’s too powerful!”

In this year, Shen Yucheng’s name, like a heavy blow, crashed into the surface of the entire cultivation world, stirring up a storm.