Fang Ruotang ignored the mild barb and asked directly, "Do you want to join my Tianyi Sect? It's good to have a powerful backer. Joining a sect is better than fighting alone."
The beggar, his eyes gleaming with calculation, said, "You said it yourself, I need a powerful backer. If I'm going to join a sect, why not choose a big one? You know my talent. If I join your sect, what can you offer me?"
Fang Ruotang frowned. Although she understood that this matter was a two-way street, she had a very bad impression of this person in that instant and retorted irritably.
"Take it or leave it!"
After saying that, she turned to board the spirit boat.
Some disciples who were still standing on the spirit boat and hadn't come down were so shocked to see someone being refused entry into their sect that their mouths dropped open, as if they were looking at idiots.
How wealthy and powerful their Tianyi Sect is!
Especially the original disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, looking back on the days when they lived like pigs and dogs, only realized that this was what a proper cultivator should be like when the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion merged into the Heavenly One Sect.
Although there are also missions within the sect, you can obtain resources by completing missions.
However, the tasks of Tianyi Sect are currently mostly related to the construction of the sect, and there is basically no danger to life, while there are sufficient resources for cultivation.
In the past, these tasks were all of the lowest level, and could only be done casually while doing other tasks. Otherwise, just running these tasks wouldn't provide enough resources for cultivation.
Don't underestimate the Wanjian Pavilion just because it wasn't very big before. If out of a thousand new disciples recruited, a hundred of them would survive, which would be enough to make the Pavilion Master and Elders secretly happy.
But this is unavoidable. Only by doing dangerous missions can one reap high rewards. This is true not only for the Myriad Swords Pavilion, but for all sects.
Otherwise, why would they go to mortal cities to recruit apprentices every now and then? It's just that the casualties are too great. Otherwise, with this number of apprentices, they would have been overcrowded long ago.
This time, during their expedition into the secret realm, not a single member of the Tianyi Sect died. This would have been impossible in the past, as every opportunity has always been accompanied by danger.
The Tianyi Sect is different; its sect leader truly values their lives.
"No, no, no! Let's discuss it again!"
The beggar's expression changed instantly. He jogged up, looking as if he wanted to tug at Fang Ruotang's sleeve, but Rong Xing waved his hand and pushed the beggar away several steps.
"Senior brother, we'll be fellow disciples from now on. I just want to say a few words to her!"
Having grown up eating rice from many different families, he had an extremely thick skin and was able to bend and stretch. As soon as he saw Fang Ruotang was about to leave, he immediately put on a fawning expression.
Gu Nancheng chuckled and said speechlessly, "If you want to join a sect, just agree directly. What? You don't expect us to beg you, do you? You think you're so great because you have a natural sword bone? I think it's not a sword bone, it's a cheap bone!"
The beggar chuckled, not annoyed at all, and smiled apologetically.
Gu Nancheng didn't really intend to make things difficult for him; he just couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark after seeing that Gu Nancheng's attempt to steal a chicken had backfired.
"Come on, you guys, tell them what kind of spiritual roots you all have. Don't let him think he's something special and get too cocky."
Fang Ruotang pointed to the newly accepted disciples.
"A single spiritual root of the metal element."
"Mutated Ice Spirit Root".
Qin Bao'er and Lu Ling were both cheerful. As soon as Fang Ruotang finished speaking, they both introduced themselves almost at the same time, looking at the beggar with expressions of anticipation.
They had a strong impression of this person, after all, when their master first wanted to take him as a disciple, he ran away, giving up immense wealth and honor.
If we take him in now, he'll be relegated to seventh place.
If this doesn't work out, Master will never accept him again, and even if he does, he'll probably be over ten years old.
"I am a naturally born Dao body." Jiang Zao's voice was soft, and somewhat ashamed.
Although she had been following her third and fourth senior sisters for many days and her personality was no longer self-conscious and introverted, this was the first time she had ever boasted to someone.
From childhood to adulthood, she had nothing to boast about. She was immersed in bitterness every day, becoming more and more numb. Occasionally, she would have a little emotion, but it was envy of others.
After the three of them finished speaking, Shishi and Yan Yan also spoke.
The beggar went from being smug at first to being utterly astonished later.
Ever since he learned of his talent, he felt like he was the chosen one, and he became arrogant, even exhibiting the mentality of a poor person suddenly becoming rich.
But he never expected that there would be so many talented people, just like stones on the roadside, everywhere you look.
Not to mention the beggar, even Tao Su was bewildered.
How did she end up in such a powerful team, becoming fellow disciples with so many talented people? She tried her best to shrink her body, afraid of making a sound and embarrassing her master.
Could she be the least impressive disciple of Master?
"So, you're nothing special, understand? Now you want to join my sect? Fine! But if you want to be my disciple, just wait!"
Fang Ruotang turned her head away haughtily and boarded the spirit boat.
The beggar wasn't stupid; he immediately put on a shameless act and cried out, "No! Master, look at your disciple! Look at your disciple! Your disciple will definitely serve you well from now on!"
Fang Ruotang turned around and spat, "You're the old one, your whole family is old, I'm only eighteen!"
The beggar's surprise wasn't an act; after all, Fang Ruotang had taken in so many disciples, all of whom must be at least at the Nascent Soul stage! Otherwise, how could she have taken in so many exceptionally talented students?
"Master, you're eighteen? The same age as me?"
Not to mention the beggar, Qin Bao'er and her companions were also dumbfounded.
Qin Bao'er grew up surrounded by flowers and flowers. Everyone praised her as a genius, and she always thought so too. After all, among her peers, who could form a core at such a young age?
Those who have achieved such success have all left a significant mark on history, and she is sure to shine brightly in the future.
But to my utter surprise, there was such an extraordinary being right in front of me.
She was a little vulnerable.
Especially Jiang Zao, she's already in her early twenties.
She underwent her first blood transfusion at the age of six, and a total of two transfusions, which were performed once every ten years.
Fang Ruotang ignored everyone's surprise and boarded the spirit boat after speaking. Everyone else followed, and no one paid any attention to the beggar. The beggar gritted his teeth and followed.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was chasing him away.
Seeing that there were many people around Fang Ruotang, he wisely refrained from disturbing her. Instead, he walked to Yan Yan's side, looked at the boy who was obviously younger than him, and greeted him respectfully.
"Greetings, Senior Brother."
Yan Yan didn't even raise an eyebrow, and said, "Your master didn't accept you."
"Now that we've joined the sect, we're all fellow disciples. You joined before me, so it's only right that I call you senior brother."
Yan Yan then looked at him properly and responded with an "Mmm".
The beggar scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and asked, "Senior brother, would you mind telling me your name? I'm new to the sect, and if I encounter anything I don't understand, may I ask you for guidance?"
"Yan Yan, the second disciple personally taught by the Sect Master of Tianyi Sect!"
"She's the sect leader?"
The beggar was dumbfounded, looking like he had missed out on a fortune.
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