579: My disciple is very sad.

At Wangyou Stream, in an unknown grotto-heaven.

Sorrowful Disciple was leisurely chopping wood and cooking; this was his way of life.

Cultivation in the Immortal Law Realm is divided into two aspects: one is pure cultivation level, and the other is the realm of the Rhyme of Law.

The former is easy while the latter is difficult; if the Rhyme of Law does not advance, the former cannot progress an inch.

As for cultivation regarding the Rhyme of Law, relying solely on secluded bitter cultivation is not enough; one also needs personal experience.

Living like an ordinary person was clearly an excellent way.

Just as he had propped up a piece of wood and was about to swing his blade down.

He suddenly stopped his movements, looked up at the sky, and his gaze instantly became serious.

Just now, some imperceptible changes seemed to have occurred in his Small World.

Was it an illusion?

This place was actually not simple. Many years ago, Sorrowful Disciple had fought someone, and a corner of his Inner World was accidentally severed.

Afterward, he fought a life-and-death battle and eventually won, recovering that corner of his Inner World.

However, he did not choose to fuse it back, but instead integrated it into the Small World he was currently in.

So although this world looked small, its source was actually very powerful, enough to rival the Immortal Law Realm Four Transformations.

At the same time, because of that corner of his Inner World, it was very closely connected to him; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it an external limb.

Therefore, any slight change in this Small World could be detected by him, even if the change just now was extremely minute.

If it were a normal Small World, he wouldn't have noticed even if its realm increased by another level.

But the fluctuation was so weak, could he have sensed it wrong?

That shouldn't be!

Given his understanding of this place, how could he have made a misjudgment?

"Disciple comes to pay respects to Master!"

While he was still deep in thought, the voice of his eldest disciple, Yun Che, suddenly came from outside the Small World.

Yun Che came at this time?

For some reason, Sorrowful Disciple felt that there was something eerie about this.

First, an anomaly occurred in the Small World, and then his disciple came running over immediately after.

Something's not right, something's not right at all—nine out of ten parts wrong!

"Master has important matters to attend to today. Come back another day; you may leave now."

"Additionally, go to the Pavilion Master on Master's behalf and report that Master has something to inform him of."

So without hesitation, Sorrowful Disciple bluntly rejected Yun Che and told him to find the Pavilion Master of Tianyou Pavilion.

If there was a problem with Yun Che, it wouldn't matter whether he said this or not.

If there was no problem with Yun Che, this could be considered a disguised way to protect him and also bring reinforcements for himself.

As for whether he might have been mistaken, that would undoubtedly be the best-case scenario.

At most, the Pavilion Master would lecture him for a wasted trip; he wouldn't do anything to him.

But if there really was a problem here, he might lose his life.

As soon as his voice drifted out, Yun Che's voice transmitted from outside, "But Master, your disciple has an urgent matter to report, it's extremely critical!"

The more Sorrowful Disciple heard, the more he felt something was wrong, but he still replied, "Do as I ordered first. Is there anything more important than your Master's words?"

This time, Yun Che said from outside, "Since it's inconvenient for Master, then your disciple shall take his leave and go find the Pavilion Master immediately."

"Mm, go on." Sorrowful Disciple responded, and soon there was no more movement outside.

Then he slowly stood up and turned around, looking at the figure walking step by step toward him from outside the courtyard.

"You've come."

The person who arrived was indeed Yun Che. With a sinister... filial smile on his face, he cupped his hands toward Sorrowful Disciple and said, "Disciple... pays respects to Master!"

Sorrowful Disciple acted as if he hadn't noticed anything, smiling as usual, "Che'er has entered. No need for such formalities."

As for everything that had just happened, he similarly acted as if he hadn't seen it, warmly greeting his disciple.

"Master," Yun Che said with a face full of filial piety, "Disciple has come to show his devotion to you."

Sorrowful Disciple asked, "How do you intend to show your devotion?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but at the mention of this, Yun Che's eyes were filled with stars of longing, "Of course it's by joining the Holy Mother Sect and becoming a glorious Holy Mother. What an honor that would be!"

Sorrowful Disciple: ...He was rendered speechless by this, then he said to Yun Che, "So, it's a personage from the Holy Mother Sect who wants to move against me?"

"No, no, no!"

"Master, 'personage' is not a good word to use. It should be 'colleague'."

Seeing that Sorrowful Disciple had misspoken, as his disciple, Yun Che hastily corrected him.

"Master, being able to join the Holy Mother Sect is a blessing you've earned over eight lifetimes. Why don't you cherish it?"

"You... you are truly unreasonable. If it weren't for the saying 'a teacher for a day, a father for a lifetime,' I wouldn't be able to resist taking care of you myself."

"Repent and be saved, Master!"

This persuasion lacked any technical skill, and Sorrowful Disciple couldn't help but feel a bit of disdain.

However, since he couldn't grasp the current situation, he didn't dare to be too careless.

"Fine, joining your Holy Mother Sect isn't impossible. Is there a price?"

"None at all." Yun Che hastily waved his hands. "The Holy Mother Sect is the most righteous force in the world, teaching all without discrimination. Why would there be a price?"

"It's just..."

"Just what?" Seeing that he had more to say, Sorrowful Disciple told him not to dawdle and to speak up quickly.

"Haha, it's nothing. It's also a good thing for you."

Yun Che laughed and said, "It's just that your body will receive a complete set of memories—the memories of a Holy Mother."

"See, I told you it was a good thing."

"Hearing this news now, are you already so happy you're jumping for joy?"

"Originally, I planned to keep this as a surprise and not tell you, so that when you discovered it later, I wouldn't know how excited you'd be."

"It's all my fault; I couldn't hold it in and blurted it out."

"What's wrong, Master? Why aren't you speaking? Are you so happy that you've been rendered speechless?"

In reality, it was quite the opposite. Sorrowful Disciple suddenly felt a primal fear.

Actually, he should have left the moment he sensed something was wrong, but unfortunately, he had hesitated.

Because he harbored the thought that there might be an ambush, he didn't leave.

By the time Yun Che appeared, he knew he couldn't let this continue, so he tried to leave, only to find that he couldn't get out.

This Small World seemed to have been taken over, or rather... it felt more like it was inside something's belly.

Instead of saying it was controlled, it would be more accurate to say it was being devoured.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Seeing that Sorrowful Disciple still hadn't responded, Yun Che assumed he was just too excited and called out a few more times.

In truth, Sorrowful Disciple hadn't spaced out at all; how could he possibly space out?

"So... it seems you don't intend to let me leave alive, do you?"

Yun Che's expression became stiff, but his words were still full of emotion.

"How can Master say that about your disciple? It makes me seem very unfilial. I have always viewed Master as my own father. I am doing this for Master's own good. Disciple is very sad."