Chapter 1: The Master Raised His Cheap Son for 800 Years
Before dawn, Ning Xu was pulled out of bed by her enthusiastic senior sister.
"Junior Sister Ning, the end of the Yin hour is the time for morning classes. The one teaching today is the headmaster, and he is the most strict. It's your first morning class, so don't be late."
Ning Xu, who was still working on his paper late at night, said:
Has she...traveled through time?
Ning Xu didn't have much time to think. Before she could react, she was dragged out of the door by her fellow sister. Fortunately, the monks all slept in their clothes, so she didn't need to change clothes. As soon as she went out, Ning Xu discovered that the stars were still dotted on the sky. At this point, the moon was high in the sky, and the moonlight was pouring down, falling on her body and casting a shadow.
Based on her years of experience of staying up late, it should be around three or four o'clock at most. So, when she traveled through, she saw the world of cultivation at around three in the morning? To be honest, the world of cultivation at around three in the morning was as quiet and silent as her previous world. Along the way, there was not even the sound of insects chirping, it was too quiet.
Walking on the dark mountain path, Ning Xu rubbed his arms and said carefully, "Senior Sister, how do we get there?"
The senior sister explained, "There is a teleportation array, free of charge. I will show you the way today, and from tomorrow on, you will have to go there by yourself."
When Ning Xu and her senior sister arrived near the teleportation array, there were already groups of monks nearby. When she arrived at the place for morning classes, Ning Xu realized that she was not there too early, as many monks were already meditating on the spot.
The place for morning classes is an open space, which, at a glance, can accommodate nearly a thousand people. From this, it can be seen that she is now in a large sect with a large number of disciples, and the next sentence said by the senior sister further verified her guess.
"From today on, you, the new outer and inner disciples, will begin to learn the basics of cultivation."
Are there so many new outer and inner disciples? How many old disciples should there be?
After saying that, the senior sister seemed to have thought of something and asked with a puzzled look on her face, "Junior Sister Ning, aren't you going to take the fasting pill yet?"
Ning Su was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I was so excited on the first day of the morning class that I forgot about it."
As she spoke, she searched her body and, as expected, pulled out a bottle of fasting pills from the wide pocket of the sect disciple's uniform. She poured out a fasting pill and ate it.
As soon as I eat it, the feeling of hunger disappears.
After waiting for more than half an hour, the entire playground was almost full.
The senior sister glanced at the sky and said to Ning Xu, "Junior Sister Ning, it's almost time. I should leave."
Ning Xu, "Well, thank you senior sister for today." If it weren't for this kind senior sister leading the way, Ning Xu would probably be completely in the dark and not know what to do.
From the conversation just now, Ning Xu learned that this senior sister and she were from the same clan three hundred years ago. Because of this tiny blood relationship, the senior sister is extremely devoted to this distant relative of hers.
The senior sister patted Ning Xu's shoulder earnestly and said, "Junior Sister Ning, you have three spiritual roots, which are not outstanding. If nothing unexpected happens, you can only be an outer disciple for your whole life. If you are lucky and are favored by a real person, you may even be able to become an inner disciple."
As for direct disciples or closed disciples, forget it.
Even a cultivator with double spiritual roots cannot become the elder’s closed disciple, let alone Ning Xu, who has three spiritual roots? The world of cultivation is such a cruel and realistic world, where a person is measured by his cultivation, talent, and luck. And those with three spiritual roots are destined to be inferior to those geniuses with a single spiritual root.
The senior sister smiled and said, "Although you can only be an outer disciple, you have already surpassed many people without spiritual roots."
"Take good care of your morning lessons, come on!"
For outer disciples, this is the only opportunity to have close contact with inner disciples and receive instruction together.
Morning classes will continue throughout the year. One year later, the fate of the outer and inner disciples will go in different directions.
Inner disciples will receive more advanced and detailed courses. The outer disciples will begin to take over some of the sect's work.
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Not long after the senior sister left, the so-called strict headmaster arrived. As soon as he arrived, the square, which had been somewhat noisy, suddenly became silent.
The head master looked extremely young, his real age was unknown, he looked to be no more than 28 or 29 years old. He was handsome, wearing the peak master's uniform, with his hands behind his back, looking like a hermit, but he looked too serious.
He didn't waste any time and started teaching directly.
Logically speaking, the fact that the master himself teaches personally shows that the sect values both outer and inner disciples. In previous years, many outer disciples had made a stunning debut through morning classes and successfully entered the inner sect.
But Ning Xu thought that she probably wouldn't be able to seize such an opportunity.
Because, if she listened to what the master said individually, she could understand it, but when they were all put together, she couldn't understand anything at all.
Too profound!
That’s too difficult to understand!
It's too hard to understand!
This is really embarrassing her!
Ning Xu didn't want to do it, but the master's lecture was like a lullaby, making her feel sleepy involuntarily. Just when Ning Shu was feeling drowsy and about to fall asleep at any second, a strange voice suddenly rang out.
【Welcome to bind to the melon-eating system, eat N melons a day, and sleepiness will stay away from you! 】
Ning Xu shuddered and became completely awake.
Who is speaking?
[It’s me, it’s me, your new friend—the melon-eating system.] 】
Since we've already traveled through time, it wouldn't be excessive to have one more golden finger, right?
Not too much, of course not too much!
Ning Xu was very receptive and she accepted the reality that she had a melon-eating system without any burden. She didn't realize that while she was communicating with the system, the head teacher who was floating in the air and teaching eloquently paused for a moment, and the fellow disciples around her all felt an emotion called "confusion" at the same time.
Melon eating system?
What is that? Why did they hear these two voices? Obviously, no one spoke except the master. So where do these sounds come from?
Ning Xu is a tough person who has read countless novels after all, so she doesn't need the melon-eating system to introduce itself, she knows what this system is used for.
Although a melon-eating system seems a bit useless in the context of the cultivation world, it is better to have it than not, isn't it? Besides, cultivation is so boring, of course we need some big news to liven up our spirits!
Ning Xu smiled slightly, "If that's the case, I won't be sleepy at all." Not only was she not sleepy, she was also very excited. It just so happened that she couldn't understand what the head teacher was saying, so she could use the melon-eating system to kill time.
"My fellow melon eater, do you have any melon to share now?"
The melon-eating system said without hesitation, "Yes." 】
Ning Xu couldn't wait to say, "Come on, let me listen."
As soon as she said this, the head master who was floating in the air frowned slightly and stared at Ning Xu with an inquiring look. As a real person who has attained the state of transformation, he had already locked onto the person who spoke from among thousands of people in the blink of an eye.
However, he didn't know what the so-called melon-eating system was.
Will such a magical thing bring misfortune to the sect? And what is the origin of Ning Xu, who possesses such a magical thing?
All of this is currently unknown.
The melon-eating system said excitedly, "Today's big melon happens to be related to the master who is giving the lecture. 】
Ning Xu, "Oh? Tell me about it?"
The head master frowned slightly. He slowed down his lecture. He really wanted to hear what this melon-eating system could say!
The melon-eating system did not keep you in suspense at all. It said happily, "The master who is giving you a lecture has been raising the adopted son of his mortal enemy for eight hundred years. He thought the son was his biological son, but he didn't know that it was just a trick of his mortal enemy. During these eight hundred years, he gave his adopted son the best resources, the most thoughtful care, and the most meticulous protection. He thought he was a qualified father, but in fact he was a poor guy who was deceived. 】
Ning Xu glanced at the ethereal-looking headmaster with some surprise. She couldn't believe that the stern and serious headmaster was actually a fool who had been fooled.
She was shocked and asked, "How can there be such a resentful person in this world?"
[Of course!] In fact, the adopted son of the master had known his life experience for a long time, and he had been secretly in contact with the master's mortal enemy for many years. 】
Ning Xu clicked his tongue twice, "That's it, even the headmaster couldn't find it?"
[How could that be possible? He has been kept in the dark.] It’s not that he is stupid, but his arch-enemy is one step ahead of him. When he first found his adopted son, he also had his blood tested, but was fooled by his mortal enemy's tricks, and then he was deceived for eight hundred years! 】
Ning Xu hissed, "How miserable, so miserable!" This is not eight years, nor eighty years, but eight hundred years!
After eight hundred years of selfless dedication, eight hundred years of meticulous care, and eight hundred years of doing our best to provide resources, this is the outcome! Who wouldn’t say it’s miserable?
Ning Xu didn't notice that when she talked to the system to this point, the originally sage-like headmaster's face changed drastically. She and the melon-eating system were enjoying themselves while eating melons, but the head master seemed to be in a dark cloud, with a terrifyingly dark face. Before his disciples could react, he turned around and flew away.
After not hearing the difficult ancient Chinese, Ning Xu raised her eyes in surprise. When she raised her eyes, she found that the head teacher who was originally teaching here had disappeared. Faintly, she could only see the back of the master leaving in a hurry.
She looked around in surprise. Her fellow disciples were seen staring at each other, not saying a word, sitting cross-legged on the cushions quietly, looking as quiet as chickens, not even daring to look at her.
No one spoke, and Ning Shu didn't care. Who told her to have a melon-eating system?
She said to the system, "What is the real person doing? Urgent to pee?"
The disciples who heard this heart sound said: God, I have to pee urgently!
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