Yan Xin naturally did not miss this opportunity. He was saved. Compared with farming, the work on the menial peak was not particularly easy, but at least it was stable.

With the current momentum of Tianyan Sect, it will only prosper for a few hundred years, but by that time, he would have died countless times.

He Song didn't know the inside story. When he heard Yan Xin's question with doubt, he thought about it and nodded.

He thought that this person would not let him recite all the rules of the sect. If he really asked something, he would just be vague and get away with it.

"Tell me, what are the rules of our Miscellaneous Service Peak?"

Yan Xin looked at the unfamiliar "odd job" disciple in front of him, vaguely guessed something, and there was a sense of oppression in his tone.

Even though He Song was a cultivator far more powerful than him, he was still flustered by this aura and blurted out, "Brother, you are deliberately making things difficult for me. There are so many sect rules, I can't finish explaining them all in a short time."

As he spoke, He Song scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed foolishly twice.

If it were any other mountain, they might have been fooled by He Song's two sentences.

But he is now in the Menial Peak, and the so-called sect rules are just a sentence that the peak master often says. Especially for the new menial disciples, even if they don’t deliberately understand them, they hear them dozens or hundreds of times every day. How can they not remember them?

The moment He Song finished speaking, the already quiet environment became even quieter, and the originally scattered crowd gathered together.

They did not discuss who He Song was or what his purpose was in coming here. They just silently pulled Yan Xin and distanced themselves from He Song.

He Song also realized the problem from Yan Xin's obvious cautious attitude. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Yan Xin slightly raise his hand.

Yan Xin's body is not thin, it can be said that he is big and strong. Although his arms don't seem to be exerting any strength, the muscle lines hidden by his clothes can still be clearly seen, as if he has endless energy in his body.

"There is no need to say more, fellow Taoist."

"There is only one rule in the Miscellaneous Service Peak: you cannot arbitrarily discuss the affairs of other peaks. Everyone in the Miscellaneous Service Peak keeps this in mind, even the new disciples."

"No matter what your purpose is, the disciples of Miscellaneous Service Peak are definitely not people you can use."

"However much water there was in that competition has nothing to do with us disciples of Miscellaneous Service Peak, and we have no right to point fingers."

"As for what you said earlier about that person at the third level of Qi Refining receiving an undeserved ranking, in my opinion, it's just like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing off their magical powers."

"If you feel it's unfair, you can report it directly to Brother Yuanqing instead of complaining to us here."

"No one deserves to be at the bottom. It's just a momentary setback." Yan Xin thought about this and his tone became more resolute. "Ranking is just a title. Fellow Daoist is not from the Miscellaneous Service Peak. You shouldn't be so short-sighted."

"Your future is bright. Even if you don't become an immortal, you will definitely achieve something compared to the rest of us."

Yan Xin was, after all, a rough man, and he didn't think he was very good at talking. He looked at He Song, whose eyes were dull, and took a deep breath. "Given the character of the disciples of the Miscellaneous Service Peak, we will definitely not let a single word of what happened today get out."

"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to worry that we'll say something unfavorable to you. Compared to you, we're just ordinary mortals, not enough to pose a threat."

Several errand disciples following behind Yan Xin reached out and tugged at his sleeves, their disapproval evident in their brows.

The more they talk, the easier it is for them to make mistakes and invite retaliation, which is not what they want.

Yan Xin treated them very well, just like brothers, and they didn't want Yan Xin to offend the monk in front of them.

He Song saw all of this and wanted to explain, but this group of people suddenly took out two small cotton plugs from their waists and blocked their ears, making it clear that they didn't want to listen.

Their attitude was too resolute, as if hearing a few more words would cost them their lives.

"Are you so afraid of death?" He Song was furious at this scene. Somehow, he found a breakthrough in his mind and spoke again: "As members of the Tianyan Sect, you should share the honor and disgrace with the Tianyan Sect."

"Now that this matter has been spread, it will obviously be bad for the Tianyan Sect. Are you just going to watch it happen?"

He Song was responded with one determined look after another. They had no mind to gossip about these things. They just felt that the fellow Taoist in front of them might be really crazy.

If you feel that it is bad for your reputation, and that Senior Brother Yuanqing is shielding others and making the ranking inaccurate, you can just go and complain to the headmaster directly. Talking to these menial disciples won't change anything. At most, it will just create a group of people complaining about the unfairness of this matter.

There was a way to solve the problem directly, but he chose to completely and cleanly remove himself from it, causing such righteous words to make people feel sick.

For a moment, all the disciples from the Miscellaneous Service Peak present looked at He Song with only one thought in their mind.

That is, this fellow Taoist has a really bad heart.

It was obvious that they wanted them to be the first to take action. Regardless of whether the daughter of the headmaster relied on her own strength or whether she could clarify the matter, her reputation would definitely be damaged.

Yes, although these menial disciples do not like gossip, it does not mean that they are oblivious to what is happening outside.

Therefore, they knew how the competition would go that day, which was why Yan Xin just said that the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

The silence of Yan Xin and others was deafening, leaving He Song in an awkward situation with no one to respond.

"Don't you have any awareness at all?"

"Isn't there any resentment at all?"

He Song questioned, but felt that his words were like playing the lute to a cow, and he didn't get any response at all.

But the disciples of the Miscellaneous Service Peak felt that the cultivator in front of them was really going too far. They really wanted to find out which peak this person was from and then file a complaint.

The cultivators in front of them were clearly able to practice, had spiritual roots, and were taught by good teachers, but they were still not satisfied. They even said these words with a righteous attitude, trying to stir up resentment in their hearts towards the Tianyan Sect. However, they did not hate them, but instead remembered the good things about the sect.

The menial disciples just couldn't cultivate immortality, but they really weren't stupid. Unfortunately, He Song was too conceited and thought he could easily control this group of people.