Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

Three years later, the Slaughter City was shrouded in a bloody mist, like a sleeping beast. At the city gate, two figures slowly walked out. They were Bai Yun and Nasus. Three years of slaughter had washed away their immaturity, replaced by fierceness and composure. Bai Yun looked even more extraordinary in his white clothes, while Nasus was as firm and reliable as a rock.

"Finally out!" Bai Yun stretched, greedily breathing the fresh air outside the Slaughter City, with a long-lost relaxed smile on his face. For the past three years, the oppressive atmosphere and the ubiquitous smell of blood in the Slaughter City have always surrounded them. Now that they have finally escaped from that hellish place, how can they not feel relaxed and happy?

Nasus nodded slightly, looked into the distance with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, in these three years, we have experienced countless life and death tests, and finally came out alive." He clenched the battle axe in his hand, and a golden light flashed. That was the power of the killing field, and it was also the proof of their bloody battles in the past three years.

"The trials in the City of Slaughter have given me a deeper understanding of the power of death, and my Soul-Draining Strike has become even more powerful."

“You and I have both gained something. These three years have not been in vain.” Bai Yun smiled and patted Nasus on the shoulder. “Let’s go. It’s time for us to go home. I don’t know how mother is doing now. She must miss us a lot after not seeing her for three years.”

"Well. Let's go!" Nasus nodded in response.

They left the City of Slaughter and headed westwards towards their hometown.

Seven days later, they came to a beautiful valley with birds singing and flowers blooming. The scenery was pleasant and a clear stream meandered through the valley, just like a paradise.

"What a beautiful place!" Bai Yun couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. This formed a sharp contrast with the bloody and depressing atmosphere of the City of Slaughter.

Nasus was also attracted by the scenery before him. He relaxed his tense nerves for a rare moment and nodded slightly, saying, "Well, this is indeed a good place."

Just then, they noticed an old man wearing coarse linen clothes, with white hair and beard, but vigorous and with bright eyes, fishing by the stream not far away.

"There seems to be someone there." Bai Yun said, pointing in the direction of the old man.

"Well, let's go and take a look," said Nasus.

The two walked up to the old man, and Bai Yun asked tentatively: "Old man, excuse me, who are you?"

The old man turned his head and looked at them with a smile on his face. "I haven't seen you for three years. You have all grown a lot."

Baiyun and Nasus were shocked. They didn't expect the old man to know them and seemed to be very familiar with them. "You are..." Baiyun asked tentatively, with a vague guess in his mind, could he be...

"Senior!" Nasus seemed to have thought of something. He looked at Baiyun, confirmed his thoughts, and shouted in unison.

The old man smiled slightly, put away his fishing rod, stood up and said, "Follow me." Then he turned and walked towards the depths of the valley.

Baiyun and Nasus did not dare to delay and followed closely behind.

The old man led them to a quiet bamboo forest, stopped, pointed to a simple bamboo house deep in the forest and said, "This is where I live. You can call me Bamboo Old Man. Come with me."

Baiyun and Nasus followed Zhu Weng into the bamboo house and saw that the furnishings in the house were simple, with only a bed, a table, and a few bamboo chairs. Apart from that, there was nothing else.

Zhu Weng motioned for them to sit down and said slowly: "You must be wondering why I brought you here."

Bai Yun and Nasus looked at each other and nodded. They had been guessing the identity of the old man and why he brought them here, but they could not figure it out.

"I have been observing you for a long time in the past three years." Zhu Weng's eyes fell on them, as if he could see through their hearts. "You are gifted and determined. You are rare cultivation prodigies in a century."

Baiyun and Nasus were shocked. They didn't expect the old man to think so highly of them.

"I have devoted my life to studying the way of martial spirits, but unfortunately I have never found a suitable successor." Zhu Weng sighed, "Now that I am old, there is no one to inherit my skills. It is really a great pity."

Baiyun and Nether immediately understood what the old man meant and were very excited.

"Are you willing to take me as your master and inherit my legacy?" Zhu Weng looked at them with burning eyes and spoke in a serious tone.

"Disciple is willing!" Baiyun and Nasus knelt down without hesitation and kowtowed to Zhu Weng.

"Good! Good! Good!" Seeing this, Zhu Weng's old face was full of gratified smile, "From today on, you are my disciples."

Baiyun and Nasus suppressed their excitement and respectfully offered tea to Zhu Weng and became his apprentice. From then on, they followed Zhu Weng in this quiet valley to learn the way of martial spirits.

Zhu Weng was indeed a hermit master, and his understanding and application of martial spirits had reached the pinnacle. What he taught Baiyun and Nasus was not only powerful spirit skills, but also the understanding of martial spirits and the cultivation of himself.

Bai Yun's major training was in control-type martial souls. Under Zhu Weng's guidance, his control over his martial souls grew day by day, and he mastered various control skills. Under Zhu Weng's guidance, Nasus perfectly combined strength and speed, and the power of his soul-sucking attack reached a new level.

Day after day, year after year, in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.

“Yun’er, Ses, you have both made great progress. I have nothing left to teach you.” One day, Zhu Weng called Bai Yun and Nasus to his side and said slowly, “It’s time to go down the mountain and gain experience.”

Nasus showed joy on his face and was about to agree, but Baiyun took the lead.

"Master, I..." Bai Yun looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

Zhu Weng saw Bai Yun's worries and asked, "Yun'er, do you have any concerns?"

Bai Yun took a deep breath and said, "Master, I have been away from home for six years and have not heard from you. I am worried about my mother..."

"Are you worried about your mother?" asked Zhu Weng.

Bai Yun nodded, his eyes full of worry.

"Silly child," Zhu Weng smiled kindly, "your mother is a lucky person, nothing will happen to her."

"But..." Bai Yun wanted to say something.

But he was interrupted by Nasus. "Brother Yun, don't worry and go back. Master is here with me." Nasus said, "During your absence, I will work hard to practice and live up to Master's expectations."

Bai Yun looked at Nasus with gratitude. He knew that Nasus wanted to reassure him, but he was still worried.

"Master, I..."

"Go ahead," Zhu Weng seemed to see through Bai Yun's thoughts and said, "Your mother is old and needs someone to take care of her. It's only right for you to go back."

"But..."

"There is no but," Zhu Weng said firmly, "Remember, no matter when and where you are, you must have good intentions and not do evil."

"Disciples will remember the master's teachings!" Bai Yun and Nasus said in unison.

"Go ahead." Zhu Weng waved his hand.

Bai Yun knelt down again and kowtowed three times to Zhu Weng, then stood up, looked deeply at Nasus and Zhu Weng, turned and left.

Nasus felt mixed emotions as he watched Bai Yun leave. He knew that after Bai Yun left, he didn't know when he would see him again.

“Nasus,” Zhu Weng’s voice sounded in his ears, “stay here. I have something to say to you.”

Nasus withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhu Weng, saying respectfully, “Master, please speak.”

Zhu Weng smiled slightly and said, "Do you know why I asked you to stay?"

“I don’t know.” Nasus shook his head.

"Yun'er is kind-hearted and loyal, but he is indecisive and easily swayed by emotions, so he is not suitable for my path." Zhu Weng said slowly, "But you are gifted, determined, and decisive. You are a rare cultivation genius in a century. Only you can walk the path I am walking."

Nasus was shocked and asked, "Master, what path do you want me to take?"

Zhu Weng looked deep in his eyes and said slowly: "A road leading to the peak, a road full of thorns and blood..."

"A road leading to the top, a road full of thorns and blood..." Zhu Weng's voice echoed in Nasus' ears for a long time. He looked into his master's deep eyes, his heart full of doubts and expectations.

“Master,” Nasus could not help but ask, “Where does this road lead to? And what price will I have to pay?”

Zhu Weng was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance. The sun was setting, and the sky was burning with a fiery red cloud, like a sky dyed red with blood, revealing a murderous aura.

"Sers," Zhu Weng's voice was deep and powerful, "Do you know that there is a power in this world that is above everything and controls the life and death of all things in the world?"

Nasus was shocked, and he vaguely guessed something, but he was not sure. He asked hesitantly: "Master, you mean..."

"The power of God." Zhu Weng turned around, his eyes gleaming, "The path I want you to take is the path to becoming a god!"

Nasus was shocked and looked at his master in disbelief. "Become...become a god?" He had never thought that his master would lead him on this legendary path.

Zhu Weng walked up to Nasus, stared at him with burning eyes, and said word by word: "Yes, I want you to become the most powerful god in the world, above everything else!"

Nasus' heart began to beat violently, and a surge of hot blood rushed to his head. He had heard countless legends about gods since he was a child. Those powerful and omnipotent beings had always been the objects of his awe and yearning. And now, his master actually told him that he also had the opportunity to become such a supreme being!

“Master…” Nasus’ voice was trembling. “Can I really do this?”

"You can do it," Zhu Weng said firmly, "You have talent and perseverance that ordinary people can't achieve. As long as you follow my teachings and practice hard, one day, you will reach the realm of God!"

“But…” Nasus recalled what his master had said before, “This road is filled with thorns and blood. What price will I have to pay?”

Zhu Weng's eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "The road to becoming a god is destined to be full of difficulties and obstacles. You will not only face the hardships of cultivation that ordinary people can hardly imagine, but also obstructions from various forces, and even... tests from the God Realm."

Nasus took a deep breath. He knew that his master had not lied to him. This road was destined to be a thorny road full of blood and rain, but he had no fear in his heart. Instead, he was filled with a burning fighting spirit.

“Master,” Nasus knelt on one knee and said firmly, “I will do my best to live up to your expectations!”

Zhu Weng nodded with satisfaction and reached out to help Nasus up. “Okay,” he patted Nasus on the shoulder, “From today on, I will teach you true power and help you embark on the path to becoming a god!”

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the two of them, casting two long shadows. The master and the disciple stood side by side, looking firmly into the distance, as if they saw the thorny road leading to the peak, and also saw the figure of God standing on the peak, overlooking all living beings!