Chapter 45: After Abandoning the Poor Little Disciple 5 Let’s Run, Shangqing Immortal…
"Is the person this kid is looking for the Sword Lord?"
"Do they know each other?"
"So...so...the person we just scolded was...was it the Sword Master?"
"So this is the Sword Lord's illegitimate child?!"
Xie Qingling sneered, "Illegitimate children? Are you really not afraid that the Sword Master will come back and chop off your heads?!"
“Ahhhh!”
The Yin Sect leader trembled as he picked up a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp. With a last glimmer of hope in his heart, he looked at Xie Qingling and asked, "So who is this child?"
Seeing these bastards get their comeuppance, Xie Qingling smiled happily and said, "Yes, this little guy is someone our leader has taken a fancy to."
Everyone felt that they were doomed. Some were so scared that their legs went weak and they started to discuss how to run away.
"Hahahahaha, I suddenly feel a little unwell. I'll go back first!"
"Yes, yes. My wife and I are getting a divorce recently. I'm going back to try to persuade her."
"To be honest, my sow is about to give birth, and I can't do without her. I have to go check on her!"
If I didn't know, I would have thought that his sow was pregnant with his baby.
Xie Qingling couldn't bear to look directly at this group of fence-sitters, so she said calmly, "Don't worry. That little fellow is so badly injured, our leader is in no mood to bother with you, let alone settle accounts with you."
The leader of the Yin Sect breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, it's not that urgent."
Xie Qingling: "..."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued to watch the situation of the Stairway to Immortality in a noisy manner.
Rong Jiao was injured so seriously that everyone thought that Fu Wei would definitely help him after he got there. After all, he was a good seedling and had climbed the ladder to heaven for such a long time. Now he only needed these five steps. Everyone turned a blind eye and let it go.
But Fu Wei didn't. He stood on the immortal platform and didn't even move a step.
"Climb up on your own."
There is no favoritism or corruption, let alone pity, but just five simple and concise words.
"You still have half an incense stick left. If you can't climb up, go back."
But he had nothing and nowhere to go. Even if he went back, where could he go back to?
After hearing this, Rong Jiao propped himself up and continued to crawl with grunts.
Seeing this, although everyone didn't dare to speak, their sighing expressions had already exposed their thoughts. They didn't expect Fu Wei to be so cruel, and even their hearts were gripped.
How could there be such a cruel master in this world?
Finally, at the last moment, Rong Jiao climbed up.
He was exhausted and lay at Fu Wei's feet, relying only on instinct to get closer to Fu Wei. He did not cry, and even had a smile on the corner of his lips, looking up at Fu Wei with admiration.
"I... I finally found you..."
Rong Jiao used up his last bit of strength to grab Fu Wei's sleeve, and finally he passed out.
Although he had seen scenes that were countless times more tragic than this, Fu Wei's heart tightened when he saw Rong Jiao like this. He finally bent down and rubbed Rong Jiao's hair that was wet with sweat. A rare trace of heartache appeared in his eyes.
Seeing this, the disciple guarding the stairs hurried to Fu Wei and bowed respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Master."
Fu Wei: “Yeah.”
The disciple asked carefully, "This disciple arrived late, but he climbed to the Immortal Platform the fastest. He's a promising talent. Now that the Sect Master has come in person, do you want to take him away?"
Fu Wei: "No, just follow the rules."
His appearance here has violated the rules of the game. Now that Rong Jiao has climbed up, it is his chance. If he takes her back, there will be rumors in the future. He is not afraid of being pointed at, but Rong Jiao is not.
He has to consider Rong Jiao.
The disciple replied, "Then shall I place him immediately outside the gate?"
Fu Wei nodded: "Okay."
Let Rong Jiao live in the outer gate first. After three days of testing his spiritual roots, he can become my disciple. Then he can go back to Weiruo Palace with me.
In the Shangqing Hall, everyone couldn't help but wonder how Fu Wei knew this child and whether he would accept him as his disciple immediately.
Some people made even more outrageous guesses, even starting to speculate whether Rong Jiao was the child bride Fu Wei had found for him.
Just when everyone was talking happily, a red light flashed on the main seat, and Fu Wei came back. Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.
I agreed to go find my apprentice.
Rong Jiao was injured so badly, but Fu Wei didn't stay with him or care about him. Why did she come back?
Xie Qingling was also surprised: "Master?"
Fu Weixiao was very happy. He glanced at the people in the hall who had turned into quails, and said as if the King of Hell was calling the police: "You, you, you, you... My muscles and bones have been a little loose recently. It's just that the Ascension Meeting is almost over. I'd like to trouble you to accompany me to the martial arts field to practice."
The leader of the Yin Sect laughed bitterly: "Hahahahaha, Sword Master, you must be joking. I am a Yin cultivator. I only talk about love and romance, not..."
Fu Wei used her fingers to crush the teacup, "What are you not going to talk about?"
The leader of the Yin Sect said seriously: "In fact, it is very painful to hit someone with my zither. Since the Sword Lord sincerely invites you, then our sect will naturally accompany you." He smiled as he said this.
This smile is uglier than crying.
Those who were called nodded with tears in their eyes, indicating that they were very willing.
Xie Qingling: "..." What a courageous person.
Upon hearing this, the Beast Taming Peak Master laughed and said, "Add me in, add me in. I haven't fought the Sword Lord yet, and I want to play... and spar too!"
Xie Qingling: “…” Oh, here you come to seek death.
As a result, several sect leaders were beaten into pig heads by Fu Wei. The head of the Beast Taming Peak covered his face and cried loudly in front of Xie Qingling: "I promised not to hit you in the face. Hiss, it hurts!"
Xie Qingling: "..."
On the other side, Rong Jiao was carried into the rest room for outer disciples. This was the unified destination for all disciples who passed the Immortal Ladder.
No matter whether you are a descendant of the emperor or the first disciple of a young master in a cultivation family, anyone who wants to join the Shangqing Immortal Sect must abide by the rules, live here, and wait for the test of spiritual roots in three days.
If one has good spiritual roots, he will be accepted as a disciple by several peak masters of Shangqing Immortal Sect. If one has poor spiritual roots, he will be assigned to the outer sect and taught and practiced by the elders of the outer sect.
So before the spiritual roots were tested, the four of them were crowded in one room.
Although Rong Jiao was the last one to climb the ladder to immortality, he was the youngest and took the shortest time. In addition, an insider revealed that in the Shangqing Hall, not only were the seven peak masters vying for him, but even the head of the sect seemed to be interested in accepting him as a disciple.
This made others jealous.
So after Rong Jiao was brought to his residence, he was met with ostracism and threats.
"Are you Rong Jiao?" A young man wearing a golden robe, about twelve or thirteen years old, saw Rong Jiao walking towards him alone, clicked his tongue, and looked disdainful.
Rong Jiao glanced at the boy indifferently, then walked directly to the only empty bed in the room to rest.
He climbed for a long time today. Although he had the pills Fu Wei gave him, he was physically exhausted and didn't want to pay attention to anyone.
This action made the young man very angry.
"Do you know who this young master is?"
Rong Jiao pretended not to hear and simply pulled the quilt over him.
"Pull him up for me!!!" the young man ordered the other two monks around him.
The two cultivators had no sect or affiliation and had long followed the young man's lead. Without saying a word, they pulled Rong Jiao off the bed from the left and right.
Rong Jiao frowned: "What on earth do you want to do?"
The young man sneered, "I'm not trying to do anything. I just want to advise you to be more honest. It's best not to go to the spiritual root test in three days, otherwise I guarantee that you will be in big trouble!"
The young man had reached the great perfection of Qi training and was supposed to be the first in this Immortal Ascension Conference. However, Rong Jiao showed up at the last moment. That would have been fine, but his father said that the headmaster seemed to be interested in taking him in as a disciple.
No matter what, the boy couldn't swallow this humiliation, so he deliberately made trouble.
Rong Jiao: "Why?"
The young man said with a haughty look, "Because I am the Young Master of the Jade Spirit Sect, only I am worthy of being the Sword Master's disciple. You are just a beggar who appeared from nowhere. You are not worthy of standing with me!"
Rong Jiao would not agree, because he was certain that Fu Wei was a member of the Shangqing Immortal Sect and he had to stay in the Shangqing Immortal Sect.
"Impossible." Rong Jiao refused.
The young man bared his teeth, pulled out a whip full of barbs from his waist, swung it impatiently on the ground, and threatened: "This young master will give you another chance, do you agree?"
Before becoming a disciple, he didn't want to cause any trouble because it would bring trouble to Fu Wei, but it was impossible for him not to attend the conference.
But now his cultivation is only at the middle stage of Qi training, and he is like an ant trying to shake a tree in front of them.
Rong Jiao was almost unable to stand up from the pressure, but his eyes were startlingly cold. He said word by word: "Fighting is forbidden in Shangqing Immortal Sect. Aren't you afraid that the elders of the outer sect will find out?"
"I'm the Young Master of the Yuling Sect, who dares to control me? You, on the other hand, don't accept my offer and drink the wine for punishment. Don't blame me for being polite." The young man shouted sternly, "Hold him tight! I want to see if this kid is just being tough or just talking tough!"
The barbed whip was swung out fiercely, making a sound of tearing through space. Rong Jiao subconsciously closed his eyes, but the expected pain did not come.
The whip was grasped by someone. The person, dressed in red and smiling like a seductive ghost, tilted his head slightly towards the young man and said, "You dare to touch my people?"
Seeing this, the young man yanked the whip hard and cursed, "Where did you come from, you bitch? How dare you stop me from teaching someone a lesson? Don't you want to live? Let me go. If you don't let go, I will beat you too."
Fu Wei loosened the whip: "You can try it."
The young man was so humiliated that he raised his whip again and cursed, "Go to hell!"
The whip was unstoppable and was about to hit Fu Wei's jade-white cheek. Everyone felt their hearts tighten. Wouldn't the whip tear her skin apart?
But no, the whip stopped abruptly three inches in front of Fu Wei, and fire suddenly ignited around Fu Wei, burning the whip to ashes.
"You are so ignorant!" Fu Wei was too lazy to continue arguing with the boy. He waved his sleeve and knocked the boy away more than ten meters. He fell heavily to the ground and fainted.
The two young men who were holding Rong Jiao were so frightened that they ran away in a panic.
Fu Wei moved his fingers and closed the door, then he felt a lot quieter. He turned around and wanted to see if Rong Jiao was hurt, but the little dumpling jumped into his arms first.
The voice was filled with a faint cry and countless grievances: "Brother..."
Xiaotuanzi is full of dependence and longing for Fuwei, which is an unprecedented experience for Fuwei.
Fu Wei patted Xiaotuanzi's shoulder: "Yeah, I'm here."
The little girl said with red eyes: "Brother, why did you leave me? Did I make you angry in some way? I can change. Can you please not leave me?"
Fu Wei was a little confused when he heard this. He was the one who left Xiaotuanzi behind first, so he had prepared himself mentally before coming. He felt that even if Xiaotuanzi didn't blame him, he would still be angry about this kind of thing.
But Xiaotuanzi didn't do that. Instead, he apologized to him.
"Don't you blame me?"
Little Tuanzi said: "I don't blame my brother, I don't blame my brother, I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid that my brother doesn't want me."
After three months of getting along, little Tuanzi has already become completely dependent on Fu Wei.
Rather than blaming him, he was more afraid of Fu Wei leaving. He was almost going crazy looking for Fu Wei, so how could he have time to blame his brother?
Fu Wei explained in a gentle voice, "It's not that I don't want you." After a pause, he said, "You've grown up. You have such a high talent, it shouldn't be wasted. Shangqing Xianzong is the best sect in the world, it's a good place to go."
The little girl choked up and said, "But brother, I don't like this place at all. I don't want to become your disciple. I just want to be with you."
Fu Wei: "Why don't you want to become my disciple?"
The little dumpling then said, "The man you just beat up is the young master of the Yuling Sect. If they find out, they will definitely not let you go. Brother, let's run away before they find out."
Fu Wei thought of the arrogant young man, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. If she hadn't been worried about Xiaotuanzi's injury and wanted to come over secretly to check on him, she couldn't imagine what Xiaotuanzi would have to face.
Fu Wei comforted him, "It's okay, brother will take care of it, don't be afraid."
The leader of the Yuling Sect really raised a good son.
The little girl was terrified: "But I still don't want to become your disciple."
Fu Wei was puzzled: "Why don't you want to?"
Little Dumpling said, "Because... because the Sect Leader seems to want to take me in as his disciple."
Fu Wei was delighted when he heard this. He knew how many people wanted to become his apprentice, but he had rejected them all. This little boy must have heard that he liked him, so he would be very happy to hear the news.
So Fu Wei pretended to ask him, "How is it? Are you happy?"
But the little dumpling shook his head: "I'm not happy at all."
Fu Wei was surprised: "Why?"
Little Tuanzi grabbed Fu Wei's sleeve and said with a sad face, "But...but brother, people say that the leader of the Shangqing Immortal Sect is cruel and ruthless. Not only is he a murderous madman, but he is also a monster with a green face and fangs. No one can survive under his hands for more than three days. I...I don't want to die."
Yaksha, madman, monster?
Fu Wei touched her face silently: "..." Who spread this? It's pure nonsense.
Fu Wei tried to explain: "Maybe it's just a rumor?"
Little Dumpling shook his head: "It's not a rumor, everyone is saying it." As if realizing something was wrong, Little Dumpling asked, "Brother, have you seen him?"
Fu Wei said expressionlessly, "I have seen it."
Little Dumpling: "So he's really fierce?"
Fu Wei said with a wry smile, "Yes, he is not only vicious, but he also likes to eat children. He will eat children like you in one bite."
Little Dumpling: "But he...isn't he from a reputable family? How could he eat children? Brother, are you lying to me?"
Fu Wei: "Yeah, I lied to you."
"..." Little Dumpling said pitifully, "Brother, can you bear to leave me to him?"
Fu Wei replied expressionlessly: "...I can't bear it."
Little Dumpling: “…”
…
When Fu Wei went back to the inner gate with a sullen face, she happened to run into Xie Qingling who was cleaning up the mess. Xie Qingling was surprised to see Fu Wei and said, "Didn't you say you were worried about the little girl and came to see her secretly? How is she doing?"
Fu Wei sneered and said angrily, "Whoever wants this broken child can have him. I don't want him anymore."
Xie Qingling: "What did he do to make you so angry?"
Fu Wei explained the whole story, and Xie Qingling laughed so hard that her chest was sticking to her back.
"Hahahaha, you deserve this day! You lost him! If you had brought him back from the beginning, he wouldn't have to listen to all these rumors. Look how scared the kid is! He doesn't even dare to take you as his master."
Fu Wei curled the corners of his lips and said nothing.
Fu Wei left him behind at that time because she wanted to train his character so that he would not be too dependent on her.
Moreover, Rong Jiao had already reached the middle stage of weapon refining at that time and had the ability to protect himself. He also released three sword energies on him to ensure his safety before leaving him behind.
Who knew it would turn out like this.
Fu Wei was getting increasingly irritated. "Would you please stop laughing? What's so funny?"
Xie Qingling suppressed her laughter: "So what are you going to do?"
Fu Wei: "Wait three days until I get to the disciple-recruiting hall, I'll scare him to death!"
Xie Qingling shook her head slightly and commented, "Childish."
…
Three days later, all the children who passed the Immortal Ladder were brought to the square outside the main hall of Shangqing Immortal Sect, where Xie Qingling tested their spiritual roots.
There were seventy-two people who passed the Immortal Ladder, but only seven of them with good spiritual roots could barely enter the inner gate.
Some of those who had finished testing their spiritual roots sighed, some cheered, but Rong Jiao, who was standing at the back, remained neither humble nor arrogant, and was very calm.
Xie Qingling couldn't help but nodded, she was indeed the person Fu Wei had chosen.
It seemed that Rong Jiao was the only one left.
Rong Jiao placed her little hand on the spirit ball, but there was no response, no movement at all.
Xie Qingling couldn't help but frown, thinking that the spirit ball might be broken, so she quickly took out another one, but when Rong Jiao put her hand on it, there was still no response.
This is simply the most amazing news in the world. Anyone who has passed the ladder to immortality cannot be without some talent.
This made Xie Qingling very confused.
Many people around also had expressions of gloating on their faces.
Especially the boy who bullied Rong Jiao, who even said something sarcastic: "So he is a loser, hahahaha."
"Why is such a useless person still staying here? It's better to go home and pack up your things as soon as possible."
"It's a complete waste of time."
Rong Jiao said nothing, he did it on purpose. He didn't want to become the master's disciple, because once he did, he would not be able to see Fu Wei. He just wanted to be with Fu Wei. If there was no Fu Wei, he would rather be just an ordinary person.
Just when Xie Qingling was thinking about whether to talk to Fu Wei, a scarlet sword energy flew out from the Shangqing Hall and headed straight for Rong Jiao!
The sword energy was so fast that it gave no time to react. Almost instantly, the sword energy cut off the necklace on Rong Jiao's neck, and a jade pendant fell off and landed in Xie Qingling's hand.
"Sealing Spirit Jade?"
Rong Jiao was shocked and looked anxious: "Give it back to me! That's mine."
Xie Qingling instantly understood the reason, so she comforted him softly, "Go get your spiritual roots tested first, and I'll return the item to you."
Rong Jiao hesitated for a long time.
Xie Qingling said, "I know what you're worried about. Let's put it this way. No matter what your talent is, as long as you're qualified to enter the Shangqing Palace, I'll give you the opportunity to choose your own master. Whether you want to become a disciple of the Sect Master, one of the seven Peak Masters, or one of the twelve elders, or even just a floor-sweeping disciple of our sect, it's all fine. I promise no one will give you any trouble."
Rong Jiao's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Xie Qingling: "Seriously."
Rong Jiao put his hand on it.
The spirit ball burst into a dazzling light, and a white light as thick as a bucket shot straight into the sky. This time, not only the people outside the Shangqing Hall were stunned, but the leaders of various sects and schools all looked at the scene in disbelief.
"It's actually a top-grade ice spirit root?!"
"And he also carries the Liuli Dao bone!"
"This child...this child..."
Xie Qingling was also stunned, and finally understood why Fu Wei chose him as his apprentice. Who could not be moved by such a genius!
When the others saw this, they were stunned and dared not mock Rong Jiao anymore. They could only keep their tails between their legs.
Rong Jiao said, "Sister Fairy, you won't lie to me, right?"
Xie Qingling nodded and returned the jade pendant: "Of course, I won't lie to you."
There was a lot of discussion in the Shangqing Hall, and most of the people were very jealous.
"Without Jiguang, we now have Jianjun in charge. It's really enviable that we can still encounter such a good seedling at the Ascension Meeting."
The Beast Taming Peak Master said proudly, "Of course, don't you see who our Sect Leader is?"
At this time, someone asked, "Sword Lord, I see that child doesn't seem to want to become a disciple of the Shangqing Immortal Sect, and the Baicao Peak Master has also promised the child that he won't interfere with his choice. In that case, if the child chooses us, is that okay?"
When everyone heard this, they all agreed: "Yes, yes, we have to respect his wishes, right? We can't force him."
Seeing this group of old guys trying to steal his girlfriend, the Beast Taming Peak Master was furious. He wanted to challenge them, but Fu Wei smiled and said, "Okay."
"Sword Master, are you telling the truth?"
Fu Wei said, "It's true. If he wants to go with you, I will never stop him."
“That’s great, that’s great!”
With Fu Wei's words, all the sects and factions were ready to make a move, rubbing their hands, and preparing to start a competition to recruit talents.
As soon as Bu Rong Jiao entered, someone stepped down from the stage and asked with a smile, "Little friend, I am the head of Yunyang Pavilion. If you are willing, I would like to take you in as my closed disciple. What do you think?"
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but start scolding the Master of Yunyang Pavilion as an old bastard!
The others were not to be outdone and said, "I am the leader of the Wanling Sect, and I specialize in beast control. If you accept me as your disciple, you can choose any of the Wanling Sect's divine beasts. You will be my youngest disciple..."
"I am the leader of the Yin Sect. Although I specialize in music, don't worry, as long as you accept me as your master, I will not treat you unfairly..."
Now it was the turn of the several peak masters of Shangqing Xianzong to get impatient. The peak master of Yushou Peak started cursing: "Damn, you old bastards, how can you steal people like this?"
Xie Qingling's eyes were also blazing with anger: "Please restrain yourself, this is our Shangqing Immortal Sect!"
Pavilion Master Yunyang: "So what? This is what the Sword Lord said himself. It's up to this kid to choose. He won't interfere."
Xie Qingling: “…” Fu Wei really wasn’t afraid at all.
Rong Jiao was surrounded by people and naturally had no time to pay attention to the person sitting in the main seat. Rong Jiao could only bite her lip and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to be your disciple."
"Little guy, think carefully, if you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again!"
"Yes, I have tens of thousands of spiritual treasures and thousands of spiritual beasts!"
"What we can give you is something that ordinary monks will never get in their entire lives!"
Rong Jiao still refused righteously: "I'm sorry, I still can't become your disciple."
Everyone kept nagging and advising Rong Jiao, trying to make him change his mind.
"If you don't want to take them as your masters, then what about me?" A voice mixed with spiritual power resounded throughout the hall. Everyone instantly fell silent. Jian Fuwei made a sound, not daring to argue anymore, and returned to their seats.
Rong Jiao finally saw clearly who was sitting in the main seat.
Fu Wei was wearing a red robe, and his long hem covered the steps like flowing magma. He stood on the high platform, with his eyebrows lowered, looking at Rong Jiao quietly. The red lotus mark between his eyebrows was dazzling. He was so beautiful that he didn't seem like an ordinary person.
Everyone couldn't help but stare in amazement.
Rong Jiao also stared at Fu Wei blankly: "You are..."
Fu Wei smiled gracefully and said, "I am the new leader of the Shangqing Immortal Sect, the one you mentioned, who is as ugly as a demon, has killed countless people, and has a green face and fangs. My name is Fu Wei."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
