"Have you heard?" A disciple from an unknown mountain mixed in with the miscellaneous disciples and started talking, pulling someone over.

If the disciples from other peaks heard this, they would have subconsciously asked back, but the disciples from the Miscellaneous Peak were all like freaks, with no curiosity at all. Among the at least a hundred people, not a single one came forward to answer the question.

Menial disciples usually do ordinary tasks, such as preparing food for disciples who have not yet practiced fasting, sweeping the floor, and delivering things. They also weed the spiritual herb garden and raise spiritual beasts.

Perhaps because they had been busy all morning, the errand disciples weren't in high spirits. Thinking of this, the man didn't feel embarrassed and simply answered his own question: "The previous new disciple competition was quite rigged."

"I never thought that the Tianyan Sect, which has always been famous for its fairness and justice, would have such an inside story."

"Isn't it obvious that this is just a false reputation?"

"Why do you care so much?" the errand disciple closest to him spoke up, without even looking up. "You've been busy all morning. Aren't you tired? Don't you want to eat?"

They had just finished weeding the spiritual herb garden, an entire hill, and had been busy for a whole morning, but they had only weeded a small hillside.

The man was about to reply "No thanks", but remembering that this was the Menial Service Peak, he stopped at the critical moment and replied with a wry smile: "This is boring."

"Why are you so serious? There are no outsiders here."

"And you don't know, the person who managed to get a place by slacking off this time is only at the third level of Qi Refining." The man looked up at the person who had just spoken, pursed his lips slightly, and continued, "I heard from those present that the other party let her win. Otherwise, she, a cultivator with the lowest cultivation level, would have been at the bottom of the list."

The man thought his words would resonate with him, but unexpectedly, the errand disciple suddenly stopped, even reaching out to pull his friend beside him, frowning:

"boring?"

You have to be alive to talk about it. This person must have been driven silly by the sun.

"Isn't there enough work to do?"

He Song was stunned. He didn't expect this person to say this about him. He couldn't help but feel unhappy, but he could only shake his head: "Misunderstanding, I won't speak up for those brothers who are at the bottom."

"Are you the new errand disciple?"

I don't know what he was thinking about, but when he answered He Song's errand disciple, his tone was not friendly, and his eyes fell on He Song's face with a strong scrutiny, as if he wanted to find some flaws.

He Song hadn't expected that he would arouse these people's suspicion so quickly. However, thinking of his own disguise, he felt more confident and spoke with a bit of embarrassment: "I am indeed new here, but what's the problem?"

Could it be that this menial peak also has a discrimination chain, where newcomers can't even speak?

He Song was shocked, but quickly calmed down: Don't panic, people like them are the easiest to provoke, this is his best chance to turn things around.

The errand disciple's brow furrowed even deeper, his eyes turning colder. He looked at He Song, who was lost in thought, and asked, "Have you memorized the errand disciple's rules?"

There is a difference between the sect rules and the sect rules of Tianyan Sect, while there is only one sect rule of Zayi Peak: less gossip, it is best not to gossip, and even don’t talk when you can avoid it.

They are all people who cannot practice cultivation and have no spiritual roots. They work in Tianyan Sect just to find a way to make a living.

If any of them said something wrong and the person to whom they were addressed heard it, a person with a good temper might just say a few words to them, but if a person with a bad temper did, their lives would be in the hands of these people.

Although the Tianyan Sect has strict rules and will not tolerate such cultivators who casually hurt people's lives, they still died at his hands, which was not worth it.

Therefore, there is only one rule in Zayi Peak: do not gossip, especially such highly controversial ones.

He Song was obviously stunned when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he nodded hesitantly: "Of course I know." He had never heard of any rules of the Miscellaneous Service Peak.

Thinking that these two people might be deceiving him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He thought these disciples would stand on his side and say a few words for him, but before they even started talking they started asking questions.

How could this be!

As the lower echelons of the Tianyan Sect, shouldn't they be even more disdainful of its system? Don't they harbor any resentment? Or have they been brainwashed into thinking that the Sect Leader's daughter, a woman worth millions, deserves to be given up?

Thinking of this, He Song's mood began to become unstable again.

In fact, everyone in Tianyan Sect knows about the rather mysterious group called Zaiyi Peak, but they say very little.

When weeding the spiritual herb garden, they often stayed there for the entire day. The other cultivators would chatter about the interesting things that happened in recent days, but they would disperse one after another, and even when they gathered together, they would not say a word, like a group of mutes.

But if someone asked them about how to weed or what food to feed the spirit beasts, they would tell them everything they knew, dispelling the rumor that they were mute.

Someone once asked their peak master the reason for this rule, and the peak master only said four words: "Misfortune comes from the mouth."

There was only one reason why He Song didn't know. He was only focused on cultivation. After choosing the ruthless sword path, he rarely communicated with others. He had "cut off all feelings and love" before he even started.

It's just that he is too stubborn and often ends up in a dead end. No matter how hard he tries, he just can't figure it out.

Often when he hears something, he will subconsciously think of the worst.

Just like when Wu Hui punished him to sharpen his sword in the refining pool, he only thought that this was Wu Hui's warning, a warning for his naivety, and a warning that he should not think of hurting the daughter of the headmaster.

He would also feel jealous, jealous that Ning Wan had such good cultivation resources but was still only at the third level of Qi Refining, and jealous that Chen Jinggu could win Ning Wan's favor and directly become the chief disciple of Tianyan Sect.

"You know?" The errand disciple obviously didn't believe what He Song said, and his tone became even colder.

He Song's luck was so good that he caught a menial disciple who was loyal to Tianyan Sect.

Yan Xin was a child from a poor family at the foot of a mountain. He wanted to make a living by farming, but unexpectedly a flood turned the family's harvest into nothing.

Seeing that they were about to become refugees, starving and freezing, the people of Tianyan Sect also came down the mountain at this time.

Shen Jinggu, dressed in green, had an ethereal aura surrounding him, his black hair moving slightly in the wind, and his slightly childish face had a rare calmness. Although he was only sixteen years old, he could already stand on his own.

He first had people bury those people who had unfortunately passed away, and then used spirit stones to buy rice and distribute charity porridge.

Afterwards, it was announced that some disciples were needed on the Miscellaneous Service Peak and that they could be paid. If interested, they could sign up and would have the opportunity to go home four times a month.