Green mountains and clear waters, with mountain springs flowing gently and gracefully along the peaks.
Ye Tian splashed water on his face and looked at his reflection in the spring.
His face was as fair as jade, and his spirit was like that of a celestial being.
He wore a jade pendant at his waist and a long sword on the ground.
Ignoring his cultivation level of the first stage of the Yellow Millet Realm, he definitely looks like a martial arts master.
Ye Tian has been in this world for many years. His father was a high-ranking official in the dynasty, but he offended the Demon Sect and his entire family was wiped out.
Helpless, the original owner could only flee in all directions and came to the Ruthless Sect in this desolate wilderness.
The Ruthless Sect, as advertised, is a sacred place in the martial arts world, where countless masters have been searching for it, and the sect is full of geniuses who are one in a million.
The actual Ruthless Sect: located in the desolate wilderness, there are only four members in total, each one a rare gem.
Ye Tian originally intended to avenge his parents, but he was stuck with such a sect and had no choice but to accept it.
Occasionally full of fighting spirit, often just loafing around and waiting to die.
Ye Tian sighed with great emotion, "If only I could slack off every day, I could improve my cultivation level."
Crack! A bolt from the blue.
Ye Tian was startled, thinking that God couldn't stand it anymore and was going to strike him dead.
"snort!"
At that moment, a cold snort rang out.
An old man with an air of otherworldly wisdom stood on a high rock not far away, exuding an otherworldly aura and the demeanor of a peerless master.
It wasn't that the heavens couldn't bear to see it; it was clearly Master scaring him with the thunder in his palm.
Ye Tian muttered in dissatisfaction, "Master, are you trying to murder your own disciple?"
Master Wuchen Daoren is the sect leader of Wuqing Sect. He has the cultivation level of the ninth level of Xuantong Realm. Within a radius of a hundred miles, he is considered well-known. However, if his influence were to spread to a thousand miles, he would be nothing special.
However, his master's otherworldly demeanor and Taoist bearing gave him the air of a master, which intimidated Ye Tian at the time.
The Daoist Wuchen landed on his longsword and admonished, "Ye Tian, our Wuqing Sect is full of geniuses, each one incredibly diligent, dedicating themselves day and night to martial arts, completely absorbed in it. Only you, not only do you not think about cultivation, but you also indulge in daydreams all day long!"
Ye Tian directly saw through his master's pretense and said disdainfully, "Master, our Ruthless Sect only has four disciples, all of whom are at the first level of the Yellow Millet Realm. When have any of them ever been so engrossed in cultivation that they couldn't extricate themselves?"
Wuchen Daoist's lips twitched, but he still pretended to be calm and said in a nonchalant tone, "Ye Tian, don't argue with your master. Putting aside others, just look at yourself. You bear a blood feud, yet you don't work hard to practice your skills, wasting the ultimate move I taught you, the Heaven-Opening and Earth-Splitting Spiritual Technique!"
Ye Tian would have been better off not listening to these words; hearing this ridiculous "Creation of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Technique" only fueled his anger. This lousy thing sounded powerful, but it was essentially a multiplication table for the cultivation world—a complete beginner's guide.
"Master, how dare you say that? All you've given me so far is a run-of-the-mill technique. You wouldn't even teach me the Palm Thunder Technique," Ye Tian retorted angrily.
The Ruthless Taoist coughed twice and said, "The Palm Thunder is too difficult for you to cultivate at your current first-grade Yellow Millet Realm. It would be more harmful than helpful for me to teach it to you now."
He didn't believe this nonsense. Daoist Wuchen intended to keep this move as a trump card to lure them into practicing it.
Ye Tian had some fighting spirit at first, but now that he hasn't broken through, he's long since exhausted himself.
Daoist Wuchen knew that Ye Tian was stubborn and could only say, "Ye Tian, you have to work harder! Your master is getting old, and your fellow disciples are unreliable. The responsibility of revitalizing the Wuqing Sect will fall on your shoulders in the future."
"Master, could you please use a different set of lines? My fellow disciples and I have heard these lines at least a hundred times each," Ye Tian said irritably.
Enraged, Daoist Wuchen waved his sleeve and said, "Enough is enough. With such lazy disciples, I am destined to live a miserable old age. I'm afraid I won't even be able to afford Daoist robes and weapons in the future."
He turned and left, his back view incredibly dejected, much like a heartbroken old man.
Ye Tian did not call a halt. Wuchen Daoist had used this self-inflicted injury trick countless times, and he would never fall for it.
[Ding! The Great Martial Master System has been activated.]
[Gain passive skill: Each time someone in the sect cultivates, they will receive double experience.]
Ye Tian was suddenly jolted by a mechanical voice, like the tolling of a bell, and he was startled. This… his cheat system had arrived?
Does the sect receive double experience points every time someone cultivates?
Ye Tian swallowed hard. This wasn't some kind of Great Martial Grandmaster System; it was clearly a slacking-off system. If he just diligently supervised his master's cultivation, wouldn't he be able to become stronger without even lifting a finger?
In this world rife with cutthroat competition, to think that such a humane system still existed... Ye Tian was incredibly excited.
"Master, wait!! I have a springtime for an old man to give you!" Ye Tian shouted excitedly, reaching out his hand.
The figure of Wuchen Daoren had already disappeared into the camel hump.
Ye Tian grabbed his sword sheath and, with the agility of a swallow, gave chase.
Among the mountains, within the forests.
Ye Tian saw a familiar face, his senior brother Li Xiaoyao, who was holding a pile of letters.
Li Xiaoyao held the letter in his hands. His handsome appearance and scholarly air made him seem somewhat dull.
"Senior brother, where are you going?" Ye Tian saw the pile of letters and suddenly had an idea pop into his head, so he blurted out the question.
“Go down the mountain and mail a letter for Master,” Li Xiaoyao said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back.
Ye Tian chuckled and said, "Senior Brother, please add a letter and write a tactical document for Master Hua Yun, the head of the Xuan Tian Sect next door."
Li Xiaoyao was taken aback, and frowned, saying, "Master is only at the ninth level of the Profound Realm, while Abbess Huayun is at the first level of the Earthly Realm. How could he possibly defeat her?"
"Master said he recently developed a set of martial arts techniques that allow the weak to fight the strong. It needs to be tested before it can be given to us disciples to practice. This time, I fought against Abbess Huayun so that we could practice the moves," Ye Tian said with great emotion.
Li Xiaoyao's face showed a hint of admiration, and he hurriedly said, "Since Master is so insightful and righteous, I must hurry and send this message to the post station. Junior brother, farewell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the senior brother used his lightness skill to quickly head down the mountain.
Ye Tian chuckled, suddenly feeling a bit wicked. But he was used to being urged by his master, so putting some pressure on him this time and urging him on seemed to have some merit.
The main peak where Daoist Wuchen resides.
Ye Tian said with a smile, "Master, it's time for you to start cultivating."
Wuchen Daoist waved his whisk and frowned, saying, "Nonsense! I have been stuck in a bottleneck for many years, and cultivation is no longer of any use to me."
You young people don't work hard, what's the point of urging an old man like me?
Ye Tian had anticipated his response, so he chuckled and said, "Master, just now, Senior Brother Li Xiaoyao delivered a challenge to Abbess Hua Yun of the Xuan Tian Sect on your behalf. The decisive battle will take place tomorrow."
"What? This wicked disciple! Stop him at once!" Daoist Wuchen exclaimed in shock.
"It's too late," Ye Tian said with a meaningful smile.
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