"No, this is too cruel. If my chrysanthemum is gone, won't it be useless?"
"No, no, no, you have to trust that big brother. He will definitely make it into the top ten."
"I believe that with my cultivation level, I can fly like a cloud-piercing arrow. I don't believe he can even get into the top ten. I gave him shit because I wanted him to have enough food. I have no other intentions."
Disciples: “…”
Who has such a strong taste that he eats shit as food?
Lu Fusheng's mouth twitched as he listened to his disciple's speech.
Although he was very happy to see such a passionate scene.
but!
At least be normal.
Who taught you to eat shit when you get excited?
"Alright, alright. The freshman competition is in half a year, so you still have half a year to prepare."
"Well, kid, when you eat shit, remember to tell us what it tastes like."
Lu Fusheng smiled until his face wrinkled. "This is the first time such a courageous disciple has appeared in the sect. I believe in you. You will definitely succeed."
The arrogant male disciple who thought he was being praised: "..."
You think he's going to eat shit?
All right……
He also confirmed it.
He just said it casually.
But someone started to make a fuss.
It's no use regretting it now, the sect leader has already put him on record.
The arrogant male disciple said with a bitter face, "Master, I will definitely tell you what shit tastes like when the time comes."
Just then, one of the disciples farted.
In an instant, the mission hall was filled with a foul smell.
The taste is indescribable.
It's like eating dozens of pieces of rotten meat and the foul smell coming out.
The arrogant male disciple's face turned green.
Even a fart can stink like this.
That shit is so despairing.
The other disciples also thought of this. They covered their noses with one hand and their stomachs with the other, laughing so hard that they couldn't even straighten their backs.
This is the result of being emotionally aroused and talking nonsense.
You have to take full responsibility for your words.
It's a terrible truth.
"The ranking list of this welfare puppet station will be announced and posted on the notice board. The top-ranked disciples will be worshipped by the other disciples."
"Learn more from Su Yuening, the first-place winner. She's a new female disciple, but she's already left all of you senior disciples behind, earning both fame and rewards."
"And you, all of you, are incredibly lazy. You've given up on any situation you could have held on to. You're simply making a joke of your future!"
Lu Fusheng waved his hand to dispel the stench, and his stern tone softened.
"I'm scolding you for your own good. I want you to work harder."
"You've all got the holy water, and I've said everything I need to say. The rest of the time is up to you."
"Practice hard and strive to show your skills in the freshman competition."
"The rewards for this freshman competition will be richer than usual, and those who rank high will also receive special opportunities. I look forward to your performance."
After listening to what Lu Fusheng said, some people fell speechless.
Just scolding is fine.
This cake...
The painting is really round and big.
That's easy to say.
With so many people participating in the competition, only the top few will get rewards. How could it be their turn?
With their mediocre talents, they will always be cannon fodder in competitions.
It is the green leaves that set off the red flowers.
No sense of existence.
"You kid, rolling your eyes at me?"
"If there's anything I said that doesn't suit your taste, please point it out and I'll give you some private 'counseling.'"
Lu Fusheng was about to leave when he noticed someone rolling their eyes in disdain at him.
The male disciple who rolled his eyes shook his head in panic, "No, no, I just wanted to sneeze, and then I couldn't hold it, so I rolled my eyes."
He cursed the Sect Master's realism in his heart and accidentally rolled his eyes. He was so confused that he could only think of an excuse in a hurry.
Lu Fusheng has lived for so long, how come he doesn't know what he is thinking?
He walked up to the male disciple kindly and grabbed him by the collar.
"The person is dismissed, and the disciple follows me."
The door of the mission hall was opened.
In the dead silence, Lu Fusheng dragged a male disciple out.
He disappeared in a moment.
No one left the mission hall.
No one spoke.
Lu Fusheng went and came back, stretched his head into the hall, and heard no one talking about him.
He left with satisfied steps.
After a while.
A head popped out from the other direction.
Still no other sound was heard.
He smacked his lips, sighed that his disciple was so well-behaved, and then left.
disciple:"……"
Routine operation, I'm used to it.
The clan leader is very shrewd. He always says a lot of things and then leaves, and then appears at inappropriate times to see if anyone is gossiping.
If there is, his fate will be the same as that of the male disciple who rolled his eyes. He will be "considerately" taken away and taken to the meeting hall for tea.
Then you have to face the wall and reflect on your mistakes, and write a confession of several thousand words.
If you go a little further, they will arrange some trivial things to keep you busy and exhausted.
I was so tired that it was difficult to even stick out my tongue.
Many old students and disciples have been taught a lesson and have become more careful.
I didn't get fooled this time.
"Hey, why didn't you new disciples mention the Sect Master?"
An old student asked curiously.
The new student said naively, "We are timid. Seeing that you guys didn't say anything, we didn't dare to say anything either."
The new student next to him added, "And I'm not in the habit of seeking attention."
The main reason is that I have low talent and insufficient cultivation, so I dare not say anything carelessly.
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