A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality and I Become a God

"Indeed, the resources obtained after giving all the resources of the Wanlei Sect to Wu Li are likely enough to make the Wu family the most powerful force in the entire Upper Realm, although the original Wu family was already the most powerful force in the Upper Realm."

After leaving Wu Li, Wu Hao thought to himself, and nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the abundant resources in the system space.

They quickly synthesized all of them. Although there were fewer of them, their grade had been significantly improved, and the effect was much better than before.

"But, I seem to have forgotten something?"

Wu Hao suddenly realized something and raised an eyebrow slightly, but he couldn't worry about that now. What he could forget probably wasn't a big deal.

On the other side, in front of the Reverse Holy Land in the Eastern Region of the Upper Realm.

After enduring countless hardships, Wu Dong, wearing a tattered cloak, finally arrived before the Holy Land of the Rebels.

"Is this the Holy Land of the Rebellious God? My father is the Holy Son of the Ancient Holy Land, so as his son, I cannot disgrace him."

As time has passed, Wu Dong's once somewhat immature face now appears remarkably mature.

His cultivation level did not stagnate; it rose from the early stage of the Red Dust Immortal realm to the peak of the Red Dust Immortal realm.

Although the talent of the Innate Dao Embryo Saint Body is extremely terrifying, it still takes a certain amount of time to grow up. It is quite remarkable that Wu Dong was able to cultivate to the peak of the Mortal Immortal realm in less than two hundred years.

Wu Dong's visit to the Reverse Sacred Land was solely because he wanted to join it and carve out his own path.

As for why he didn't go to the Ancient Holy Land, it was because Wu Dong knew that his father was the Holy Son of the Ancient Holy Land. If he went to the Ancient Holy Land, what would that have to do with his own struggle?

On his way to the Holy Land of Rebellion, Wu Dong learned that the Holy Land of Rebellion had been accepting disciples during this period. Therefore, before Wu Dong arrived at the Holy Land of Rebellion, he saw that a lot of mortals, cultivators, and even immortals had gathered in front of the disciple-acceptance square.

They're basically all coming for the sacred site of the anti-sacred land.

The five holy sites established their sects and accepted disciples at different times, but the time difference was still roughly the same.

"Interesting. I wonder what level of disciple I can become?"

According to the information Wu Dong gathered, there is also a Reverse God Bell in the Reverse God Holy Land, and the criteria for accepting disciples are also based on the Reverse God Bell to assess the disciples' qualifications.

However, according to Wu Dong's own guess, his talent should at least be at the level of a personal disciple.

So, before arriving at the Reverse God Bell, Wu Dong took a deep breath to calm his excited heart before placing his hand on the Reverse God Bell.

Ta-da!

The next second, eight crisp sounds rang out, signifying that Wu Dongneng had become a direct disciple of the Sacred Land of the Reverse Gods.

Although he had some expectation in his heart, Wu Dong still felt a little sad when he heard that the Reverse God Bell did not ring nine times.

As the Reverse God Bell tolled eight times, the powerful figures of the entire Reverse God Holy Land were instantly mobilized, and the surrounding disciples casting envious glances at Wu Dong.

Before long, led by Zhang Jie, the Holy Master of the Reverse Sacred Land, all the prominent elders of the Reverse Sacred Land appeared before Wu Dong.

"Ahem, young friend, I am from the Holy Land of Rebellion..."

Zhang Jie looked at Wu Dong with a hint of expectation in his eyes and was about to ask Wu Dong to become his disciple, but before he could finish speaking, Wu Dong raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Senior, I'm willing."

Wu Dong had originally planned to join the Divine Land of the Rebels and learn from its masters, and Zhang Jie was clearly the leader of this group.

Therefore, given the current situation, becoming Zhang Jie's apprentice is clearly the best choice.

Zhang Jie was taken aback at first, but after hearing Wu Dong's words, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Haha, in that case, from this day forward, you shall be my eldest disciple."

Zhang Jie had no other disciples, since there were only a few people who could make the Reverse God Bell ring eight times, and those had been taken away by other elders.

So it wasn't until now that Zhang Jie finally had a disciple.

After accepting Wu Dong's help, Zhang Jie was eager to announce it to the world, but Wu Dong stopped him.

“Master, I am focused on cultivation and have no desire to become famous. If you were to announce my existence to the world, it might affect my cultivation. So I hope you can keep a low profile.”

Wu Dong said in a serious and earnest tone.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jie was stunned. After a long while, he sighed and agreed. After all, this was his only disciple. What if the disciple was unhappy and ran away?

These days, it's rare to find someone who can make the bell of rebellion ring eight times.

The elders around them gritted their teeth in anger when they saw Zhang Jie snatch Wu Dong away first.

It wasn't that they looked down on Zhang Jie, but although Zhang Jie was powerful, that was all he was capable of. In terms of teaching disciples, he might not even be as good as the Immortal Venerable.

So the other elders stepped forward and bowed to Wu Dong.

"Young friend Wu, if you have any questions, you may consult me."

"Me too!"

Many elders also stood up to agree, saying that although Wu Dong had become Zhang Jie's disciple, he was still a disciple of the Holy Land of the Rebellious Gods, and they couldn't bear to see Wu Dong's talent go to waste.

Hearing this, Wu Dong was deeply moved and raised his hand to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for your concern, elders. If you don't mind, I will definitely ask you for clarification if I have any questions about cultivation in the future."

Seeing this, the elders finally showed expressions of satisfaction.

"Alright, Wu Dong, you have now joined my ranks. If you have any questions about cultivation, feel free to consult your master. Although your master has never taught anyone else to cultivate, he has a lot of experience. He will definitely answer any questions you may have."

After saying this, Zhang Jie took Wu Dong and left, glaring fiercely at the elders behind him as he departed.

Although he didn't know why, Wu Dong had a feeling that his future cultivation would probably not be easy.

Meanwhile, in a desolate mountain in the Eastern Region, bones were scattered everywhere, making it seem like no one could enter.

This place is none other than the infamous demonic sect of the Eastern Region, the Demon Refining Valley.

However, the Demon Refining Valley was not in a peaceful state at this time.