Chapter 323 He dislikes his disciple’s ugliness!
Jian Yue's whole body froze. He looked down at the person in his arms in disbelief. Then he met that person's stubborn gaze and felt a dull pain in his heart.
"You...change someone else." Jian Yue still forced himself to speak. The voice was very dull, as if it was separated from his entire soul. He looked down at him and spoke slowly, as if he was giving a final verdict: "I don't want you."
The young man in his arms looked at him sharply, and then his voice seemed to be squeezed out from his throat, deep, dull and hoarse: "I just want to worship you as my master."
Jian Yue: “…”
He still wanted to talk to this person and persuade him, or even grit his teeth and just refuse.
But before he could even open his mouth to say anything, the person in his arms... fainted!!!
The little boy in front said, "If the contestant faints, and you are sure you really don't want to accept him as your disciple, he will need to take the subsequent assessment and then again..."
Jian Yue quickly said, "I want it, I want it."
Now that half of your life is about to be lost, you still don’t want to do it. It will be too late to participate in subsequent competitions!
The little boy looked at Jian Yue with some doubt, but out of conscience, he still spoke up and reminded him, "Immortal Venerable, are you sure you want to accept it? His spiritual roots..."
Everyone's eyes were looking over here with an air of exploration. There was scrutiny, mockery, and even some taking advantage of the situation, as if Jian Yue would be so embarrassed if he accepted this disciple. Everyone was waiting to see how Jian Yue would refuse and what tricks he would use.
But Jian Yue was silent for a moment, then he stood up, looked directly at the little boy, and said slowly: "I am sure."
Everyone was a little surprised. They didn't expect that Immortal Master Yuehua would suddenly accept it.
"All disciples in this world, as long as they have good intentions and want to cultivate the Tao, should have the right to become my disciple, regardless of whether they have spiritual roots or not." Jian Yue said, "He is very good and has performed very well. Why would I not want to?"
The others who wanted to watch the show, and who had just been gloating, now felt a burning sensation on their faces. Jian Yue's words were too blunt. Those of them who were overly pursuing spiritual roots seemed to have not cultivated their minds at all.
The first round of the disciple conference has come to a temporary end.
All the disciples were sent back to the rest area at night, and Jian Yue could go back too. What worried him now was Xiaoyu's injury, as he was more seriously injured.
When returning to the temple.
The eldest disciple came over, somewhat puzzled and angry: "Master, why did you accept him? You knew he offended you."
Jian Yue said: "This is the rule of the competition. He has the right to nominate. How can I go back on my word? In your eyes, am I that kind of person?"
The eldest disciple said breathlessly, "But Master...how can he be worthy of you? Wouldn't this ruin the reputation of our entire mountain? With such a disciple with poor spiritual roots, how can his cultivation improve?"
Jian Yue thought to himself, you are scared now. What if you knew that your master doesn’t even have the cultivation level that you despise? Wouldn’t you be furious, brother?
He complained in his mind.
Still looking calm, Jian Yue said, "Any disciple needs to be taught. He just needs a better guide. He will be your junior fellow apprentice in the future. You must treat him well. If you really care about the whole peak, then only when everyone is well can it be truly well. Do you understand?"
The eldest disciple said reluctantly, "Disciple understands."
Jian Yue nodded and said, "Okay, then go and give your junior brother some medicine."
He had prepared these things a long time ago. In fact, there is a similar passage in the original novel. At that time, the original novel wanted this disciple and was afraid that he would really die, so he asked the eldest disciple to send medicine over. However, he did not expect that the eldest disciple did not want this incompetent little disciple at all, so he just picked some low-level medicine, which resulted in the male protagonist suffering from many injuries that did not heal.
This time Jian Yue picked some for himself.
"You have to deliver it in person." Jian Yue said, "There are many people in the disciple room watching. Don't let them talk about you, as the eldest brother, being unfair to your fellow disciples. Do you understand?"
The eldest disciple didn't really care at first, but after hearing what Jian Yue said, he slowly realized the importance of it, so he quickly said, "Disciple understands."
Jian Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief. He waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."
Jian Yue was actually a little worried after the eldest disciple left, but in the original novel, the protagonist had help to heal his injuries, so he was still confident in Little Leo's character. So after the eldest disciple left, Jian Yue took out the token that Little Leo had left for contact. He patted the token and injected a tiny bit of spiritual power into it, and the token lit up.
"Butler Wang?" A familiar voice came from your side.
Jian Yue said: "It's me, did you know that you have a new main storyline to go tonight?"
Little Li said: "Oh, I know. Isn't it just healing the protagonist? I know, but Butler Wang, I have to tell you something. Now there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"
Jian Yue was silent for a moment and said, "Let's talk about it together."
Little Li coughed lightly and said, "Actually, I really want to follow the plot right now, but unfortunately, I failed the disciple assessment today. They didn't let me go up the mountain at all, and told me to wait for the retest tomorrow at the foot of the mountain!"
Jian Yue was shocked: "How is it possible? Didn't I tell you the content of today's exam in advance?"
Little Li yelled in injustice: "Although it is true that you helped me cheat, but, but this is not one of those fill-in-the-blank questions where you tell me the question and I can get it right. You don't know, that venomous snake was biting me. If I hadn't met Tiantian and others in the illusion, I would have died!"
Jian Yue said: "Aren't you the protagonist? Where is your protagonist halo?"
Leo said: "This nightmare world has collapsed a long time ago. I am a latecomer, how could I have any chance? Didn't you realize that this instance might be a flashback from the incense burner? It's so broken! Many plots are starting to get messed up. Originally, I, the protagonist, should have been able to meet the attacker, but the attacker only wanted to pick herbs and didn't even rest in the illusion..."
Jian Yue suddenly felt a little guilty. In fact, all this confusion might have something to do with him.
"Don't panic." Jian Yue said, "I asked my disciple to deliver medicine. In the original novel, the protagonist, the bottom, was the one who had to lend a hand when the top had poor medicine. Now I asked my eldest disciple to deliver good medicine. This part of the story can actually be regarded as helping you."
Little Li heaved a sigh of relief and said, "No wonder the system didn't punish me much. That's fine. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm killing mosquitoes at the foot of the mountain. Gao Fei, that unreliable guy, said he would give me a quick scolding. I won't talk to you anymore!"
The light of the token went out, and Jian Yue seemed to be thinking about something.
It seems that too many taskers may have entered the world this time, and coupled with the fact that it is a flashback, the whole plot is a bit distorted, but generally speaking one specific thing will not change.
But today, Jiang Cheng...
Jian Yue was thinking when suddenly a little boy came over and stood outside the door and window and asked, "Is the Immortal Master here?"
"Come in." Jian Yue said.
The little boy came in holding a bamboo slip and said, "Immortal Venerable, this is the list of the disciples who had accidents in today's preliminary round. Please take a look. We will inform the families of these disciples and send them consolation gifts."
Jian Yue was stunned for a moment, because the bamboo slips were not thin at all. He was in a state of panic, but he still said calmly, "Put it here."
The little boy didn't know why he felt that the Immortal Master's aura suddenly became powerful and cold. He didn't dare to say anything and quickly put down the bamboo slips.
Jian Yue began to reach out and pick up the bamboo slips from the table. He opened the list and saw nearly a hundred names. He was shocked to see the reasons why the disciples were eliminated due to accidents, attacks by wild beasts, and falling off cliffs. There were various reasons...
"There are so many casualties in the illusion." Jian Yue asked, "Are there no protective measures?"
The headmaster only informed him the day before the disciple competition began, and he knew nothing about the arrangements ahead.
The boy quickly replied, "It has always been like this. It has been stipulated since the beginning by the Sect Master. Only disciples who have truly experienced training can know how to deal with the illusion. The disciples who can enter the sect every year are elites who have been carefully selected. Their mission is to protect the safety of the people of the world. So the Sect Master said that these are sacrifices for the sake of the world."
Jian Yue said: "Did the Sect Master stipulate that?"
The little boy emphasized: "All the leaders of the past generations have been like this."
Jian Yue was silent for a moment, and his system panel gave a prompt: "The current number of casualties among disciples is over 100. The host's main quest will be considered a failure when more than half of the disciples are killed or injured."
This line of words was so red that it seemed to be soaked with blood. Jian Yue remembered that the hint had no blood color at the beginning, and it only appeared now after someone died.
There were over ten thousand people participating in this disciple competition. To prevent any accidents from happening yesterday, he had cancelled the restriction that disciples were not allowed to use rare treasures for the examinations in previous generations. To take care of some disciples, he specifically cancelled this restriction in order to increase the survival rate. However, he did not expect that even under such circumstances, some disciples still had accidents.
Jian Yue asked the boy: "How many rounds of assessments are there next?"
The boy replied, "There are three more rounds. The second round of assessment will be the day after tomorrow to pacify the demon tribe of the North and South Peaks."
Jian Yue said: "Can these young disciples handle the demons over there?"
The boy replied, "You have to kill at least five demons to pass the test. This is also the tradition of Lingyun Sect. Moreover, the sea monsters have been causing troubles to the world, just like the demons, they have also been causing troubles to the surrounding villagers. Just a few months ago, some demons slaughtered several villages, so they had to be eliminated."
What he said seemed very righteous, but Jian Yue could not see any mercy in his eyes, as if he was just going through the motions.
Jian Yue was silent for a moment and said, "Back off."
The little boy didn't dare to say anything more and immediately withdrew. He only asked: "These disciples."
"Let the sect's storehouse arrange the funeral properly." Jian Yue said, "Where are their remains placed?"
The boy probably didn't expect Jian Yue to ask, so he said, "This has always been the responsibility of Elder Chang Feng. He has already dealt with it, so Immortal Venerable Yuehua doesn't have to worry."
Jian Yue said: "I understand, please leave."
The little boy left. Jian Yue was calm and composed just now, but he jumped down as soon as the boy left. He always felt that something was wrong. It was clearly just a disciple assessment. Even if an illusion was really used, so what? Why did so many people have to die? There must be something fishy going on. He wanted to go and see those bodies.
Just thinking about it.
The system panel popped up: "
[Limited Time Mission]: The Corpses of the Disciples
[Task Details]: Please find the bodies of the disciples within 2 hours and place them properly.
[Task Reward]: Roster"
Two hours?
Jian Yue was stunned by the tightness of this task. Why did the system give such a tight time? Or would there be any consequences if the object could not be found within two hours?
Seeing that the countdown on the panel had started, he walked straight outside.
Summon the fairy crane. There are four peaks in Lingyun Sect, and each peak has different elders. The peak of Changfeng is covered with snow all year round. When Jian Yue landed, he was instantly chilled by the wind and snow.
A senior disciple came over quickly. He was a little chubby and looked like a ball when he bent over. He said, "Greetings, Immortal Venerable."
Jian Yue nodded and said, "I'm here to look for Elder Chang Feng. Where is he?"
The disciple was stunned when he saw Jian Yue. The immortal dressed in white silk was standing in the snow, pure and flawless, just like an immortal. He came to his senses and stammered, "Reporting to the Immortal Venerable, I don't know where Elder Chang Feng has gone. I only know that the elder should have gone to deal with the matters of today's disciple meeting."
Jian Yue frowned slightly and said, "Where to deal with it? I have something urgent to do with him now."
The disciple said, "Then please come in, Immortal Venerable. We will use our sect's secret bird to tell the elder that he will be back in less than half an hour."
Jian Yue said: "You just need to tell me where he is, and I will go there myself."
But the disciple was determined not to tell anyone. He knew how important it was to keep his master's whereabouts secret, so as if his mouth was sealed, he said, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that our master didn't tell us when he left, and we really can't help you anymore..."
Jian Yue became a little anxious. Time was passing by little by little. If the bodies of those disciples could not be found, the situation would only get worse.
The audience in the live broadcast room also became anxious:
"Then there is no other way?"
"Unless he goes to find it himself."
"Even if I look for it myself, it's impossible to find it in two hours."
“I guess this mission can’t be completed~”
Many people were talking about it.
Just when the stalemate came.
suddenly--
A flash of golden light flashed by.
【Eight Triggers】:
[Rumor: Although the eldest disciple of Immortal Master Chang Feng is very powerful, he is too plump and ugly. In fact, Chang Feng dislikes this eldest disciple very much. He secretly plans to take advantage of this disciple conference to select a talented eldest disciple and then throw away the current ugly one. Unfortunately, his eldest disciple is still kept in the dark!!!]
【Cooling time 12 hours】
Gossip falls.
Jian Yue: “…”
He glanced at the person in front of him who was still keeping his mouth shut for Immortal Master Chang Feng.
Disciple: "..."
Jian Yue hesitated for a moment and didn't know how to start.
The eldest disciple spoke in a machine gun-like voice: "That old man is on the mountain in the northwest, with Elder Jiang Cheng. You can definitely catch him if you go there now!"
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