When Lan Hua arrived at Shuang Sheng Mountain, it was already two months later. He had already ranked third on the list of newcomers in the Burial God Alliance.

According to the rules of the Burial God Alliance, those who rank in the top three on the newcomer list can negotiate prices when accepting orders.

To put it simply, it means you can negotiate the price.

This is naturally a good thing for Lanhua.

However, Lan Hua discovered something: no matter how many orders he received recently, his ranking remained in third place.

Lan Hua couldn't help but mutter, "Who exactly are the first and second place winners? How come they've been able to dominate the rankings for so long without any disruption?"

"First place, Angry Birds; second place, Blood Rose—what kind of code names are these? They look like two girls!"

"The assassin industry is really lucrative!"

"It's too curly!"

Lan Hua temporarily put aside the matter of the Burial God Alliance and looked towards the Twin Sacred Mountains in the distance, sensing an extremely powerful talismanic force.

The Immortal Talisman Sect, the strongest sect in the Xuanhuang Continent specializing in talisman cultivation, is also the most low-profile sect, located in the Twin Saints Mountain.

Lan Hua is having a bit of a headache right now, not knowing how to infiltrate the Immortal Talisman Sect.

He was originally a disciple of the Pill God Palace, but now he has become an outcast and has been expelled from the sect.

"Given my current status, I'm afraid the Immortal Talisman Sect wouldn't even let me through the gate, let alone become their disciple. What should I do?"

Lan Hua carefully considered her own situation and looked at what her special skills were.

Suddenly, Lan Hua had a flash of inspiration. "I've got it! The art of disguise! How could I have forgotten the art of disguise that my beautiful master taught me!"

"With the art of disguise, can't I just change my identity?"

Once Lan Hua made up her mind, she went to the Immortal Talisman Sect to learn martial arts under the identity of Hua Yingxiong.

Upon entering Shuangsheng Mountain, Lan Hua arrived at the gate of the Immortal Talisman Sect.

The gate tower is engraved with three large gilded characters, which read "Immortal Talisman Sect". Behind the gate are rows of buildings, which are quite impressive.

Four disciples of the Immortal Talisman Sect stood on either side, dressed in light yellow robes with talisman patterns tattooed on their chests.

The four of them were quite powerful, at least at the first level of the Pure Yuan Realm. I wonder if it was just for show.

Lan Hua clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "Brother, may I become a disciple of the Immortal Talisman Sect?"

One of the disciples did not show any surprise, seemingly quite used to outsiders coming to learn from him.

"I'm sorry, the day for our sect to recruit disciples has not yet arrived, so we are not accepting disciples at this time!"

Lan Hua was speechless. Why was the Immortal Talisman Sect just like the Pill God Palace, even having to set a date for recruiting disciples?

"What a blunder! We forgot about student recruitment!"

Lan Hua, shamelessly smiling, asked, "If I miss the enrollment date, how am I supposed to join the Immortal Talisman Sect?"

The disciple asked, "Do you have any tokens from a sect elder?"

Lan Hua shook her head.

"Do you have any tokens of protection from the sect's protectors?"

Lan Hua shook her head again.

"Do you have a letter of introduction from a prominent family?"

Lan Hua was so dizzy from shaking her head that she felt like hitting him.

The disciple waved his hand, "Since you have no token, brother, please go back and come again on the next recruitment day!"

Lan Hua was a little embarrassed. "I wonder when the next enrollment period will be?"

The disciple calmly replied, "A year and a half later!"

"A year and a half..."

Lan Hua was speechless. If she came back in a year and a half, there might still be an entrance exam.

He couldn't wait any longer, so he decided to find a compromise.

"Brother, is there any way I can enter your sect, even if I don't become a disciple?"

The disciple politely replied, "I'm not sure about that. We're just gatekeepers. You can ask someone in charge!"

Lan Hua was speechless. "I can't even get through the door, who am I supposed to ask?"

"We can't possibly ask Zhao Xing'er, can we? That wouldn't be appropriate!"

Just as Lan Hua was racking her brains, three figures walked over from the foot of the mountain: two men and one woman, all of whom were middle-aged. The two men each pushed a wheelbarrow.

One of the men said, "Alas! Ever since Old Zhao left, we've been short-staffed in the kitchen. If we don't hire more people soon, we'll all be dead!"

“Exactly, when has the mighty Immortal Talisman Sect ever been short of money to hire people?” another man complained.

The woman at the front urged, "Old Wang, Old Li, stop with the nonsense and hurry up the mountain. We're waiting for the food to cook."

One of the men muttered, "No, this mountain is too high and the road is too far. When we get back, I must find the kitchen manager and ask him to hire two young men for us. It's really too much work to go up the mountain!"

"Exactly, Old Zhao probably died from overwork. He wasn't even fifty yet!"

Lan Hua had a sudden inspiration and realized that this was a good opportunity.

"Hey gentlemen, are you hiring? I'm available!"

After saying that, Lan Hua rolled up his sleeves and showed off his muscles.

Old Wang looked at Lan Hua with some disdain, "Young man, with your delicate skin, you're probably not suited for working in the kitchen!"

Old Li nodded. "Yes, you can tell he's never done any hard labor!"

Lan Hua showed off his white, muscular body for a long time, but it only revealed his loneliness.

With an awkward smile, Lan Hua walked over to the wheelbarrow and pushed it forward with one hand.

"This is easy! Why don't you just take me in? I can push two cars at the same time without any problem!"

"Sister Huang, what do you think of this young man?"

The woman nodded repeatedly, "Yes, he's incredibly strong, perfect for the hard labor in our kitchen!"

"Besides being strong, can you cook?"

Lan Hua nodded, "Absolutely! I can also make barbecue, it smells amazing!"

The woman shouted, "Fine, you're the one!"

After the woman explained the situation to the gatekeeper, they allowed her to pass. So Lan Hua pushed the two carts and entered the Immortal Talisman Sect.

Although he was just a cook, he had at least entered the Immortal Talisman Sect, so he would always have the opportunity to learn the art of talismans.

At the very least, if you work for a year and a half and then participate in the Immortal Talisman Sect's entrance recruitment, you'll still have made a profit.

Upon entering the Immortal Talisman Sect, one is greeted by a surge of talismanic energy, with many disciples practicing talismanic arts, a sight that almost makes Lan Hua unable to move.

Lan Hua followed the three through the Immortal Talisman Sect and arrived at the kitchen on the west side of the sect.

The kitchen manager was named He An, an old man with half-white hair, who looked quite amiable.

Old Wang said, "Manager He, I found you a laborer, someone I met on the way!"

Manager He scoffed, "Him?"

Lan Hua bowed respectfully.

"Yes, this kid's name is Hua Yingxiong. He's incredibly strong. He pushed those two carts, piled high with so many vegetables, up with ease!"

Manager He sighed and said, "Alright, since we've already brought them here, let them stay! They can start working tomorrow!"

Lan Hua obediently responded.

Old Wang led Lan Hua to his residence, a dilapidated little house that reeked of a foul odor, but fortunately Lan Hua could tolerate it.

"Young man, starting tomorrow, you'll be working in the kitchen. Take a break today; you'll be busy tomorrow!"

"By the way, this is the Immortal Talisman Sect, with strict rules. We are cooks, so we need to know our place!"

"Don't go to the outer gate or inner courtyard casually. If you anger those disciples, you'll only get beaten up!"

Lan Hua quickly thanked her, claiming that she knew.

Sitting on the old, creaking stool, Lan Hua couldn't help but smile bitterly. She never expected that instead of learning a trade, she would end up as a cook.

"Hmph, even if I'm going to be a cook, I'll be a real, top-notch cook!"