The meeting hall of Duxian Sect.
Inside the hall, Sect Leader Xuan Zhenzi sat in the main seat, with majesty in his eyes. Several elders sat on both sides, all of whom were the backbone of the sect.
Yun Jiuyou sat at the end, wearing a white brocade robe with cloud patterns. He had an indifferent expression and seemed not to care about the content of the meeting. However, his bright eyes had a faint glow and were as handsome as jade.
Xuan Zhenzi's eyes swept through the crowd, and finally landed on Yun Jiuyou, smiling slightly, "Today I am gathering you all together to plan for the future of the sect. Although there are many disciples in the sect now, there are only a few with outstanding talents. Jiuyou, you have a high level of cultivation, and your attainments in swordsmanship are unmatched. Why don't you accept another disciple?"
Hearing this, Yun Jiuyou raised his eyes and looked at Xuan Zhenzi, "I have a lazy personality, and I have taught Yi Chen everything I can. I have been in seclusion recently to make pills, so I won't accept any disciples."
Xuan Zhenzi said in a gentle tone, "The rise and fall of a sect depends on talent. Moreover, accepting a disciple may not be a burden. It may even add some fun to you. You can accept another disciple who has a talent for alchemy."
Elder Feng Wuji, who was standing by, saw this and smiled and said, "Brother, Yi Chen is away on missions all year round. It's too lonely for you to live alone at Qingyun Peak. It would be good to have a disciple so that you can have a companion."
Yun Jiuyou glanced at Feng Wuji and said, "Junior brother's Ziyang Peak is quite lively, it won't be a problem to recruit a few more."
Feng Wuji waved his hand and said, "I don't have this ability. If it weren't for my senior brother who turned the tide during the Demon Sealing War..."
"Junior brother." Yun Jiuyou interrupted him.
Xuan Zhenzi struck while the iron was hot, "Jiuyou, the sect is in need of people right now. If you can accept a disciple, it will not only cultivate talents for the sect, but also leave a legacy for yourself."
A complex look flashed across Yun Jiuyou's eyes, and his attitude finally softened.
"I have a condition."
Xuan Zhenzi's eyes flashed with joy, "Just say it."
Yun Jiuyou said calmly: "This person needs to be selected by me personally. If he doesn't suit my taste, then let's drop the matter."
Xuan Zhenzi nodded in agreement, "Of course."
Yun Jiuyou nodded slightly, turned around and left without saying anything more, his back looking lonely and cold.
…
Chen Shuyi flew into the Duxian Sect on his sword and wanted to go to the Bamboo Garden where the original owner once lived, but he was stopped before he entered the door.
"No one other than inner sect disciples is allowed to enter."
Chen Shuyi took out the identity jade card from the original owner's Qiankun bag, "I am Chen Shuyi, an inner disciple of Lingyao Peak. I was trapped in a forbidden area when I was on a mission. I escaped by chance and rushed back to participate in the sect's disciple selection ceremony."
The disciples of the Law Enforcement Peak carefully checked her jade token and let her in after confirming that it was correct. "It turns out that Senior Sister Shen is back. Please come in."
“Yes.” Chen Shuyi retracted the jade token and flew towards Lingyao Peak on his sword.
The original owner had wood spiritual roots. After joining the sect, he was assigned to the Spiritual Medicine Peak to grow spiritual medicines and practice alchemy.
Jun Wuxie is a sword cultivator from Tianjian Peak, and Liu Qianxue is an alchemist from Lingyao Peak. In terms of alchemy talent, Liu Qianxue is naturally no match for the original owner. In order to get the position of direct disciple, she secretly harmed the original owner and wanted to become the direct disciple of the elder of Lingyao Peak.
Chen Shuyi returned to Lingyao Peak. As it was the time for the selection meeting for direct disciples, everyone gathered in the square, so naturally there were not many people in Lingyao Peak.
She stepped into the bamboo garden and looked at everything that was familiar yet unfamiliar. The original owner's bamboo garden had actually been occupied by the shameless and insidious Liu Qianxue.
[Host, this Liu Qianxue is really disgusting. ]
Shen Shuyi drew the sword from his waist, poured his spiritual power into it, raised his hand and swung it to split the bamboo garden in half, causing the elegant bamboo garden to collapse.
She smiled coldly, "Just destroy the dirty things."
[Host... Liu Qianxue, that gold digger... She used up all the top-grade medicine cauldrons that the original owner had brought back from the secret trial zone with great effort...]
Shen Shuyi: “…” Don’t worry, she will get everything back.
Of course, except for that scumbag Jun Wuxie.
The Duxian Sect's square was bustling with people, and the inner disciples lined up in neat rows, looking nervous and expectant.
On the high platform, sect leader Xuan Zhenzi and the elders sat upright, their eyes sharp as torches, examining the disciples below. Yun Jiuyou was still dressed in white, sitting among them with an indifferent expression.
Xuan Zhenzi stood up and said in a loud voice: "Today's disciple-recruiting ceremony is aimed at selecting talents for the sect. The elders will personally select the disciples to teach. I hope that all disciples will go all out and show their talents."
Feng Wuji smiled and looked at Yun Jiuyou, "Brother, do you have any disciples you like today? If not, why don't you let me choose first?"
"Please do as you please, Junior Brother. I have my own plans."
Feng Wuji laughed, said no more, and started to select disciples.
Liu Qianxue, wearing the light blue inner disciple uniform, stood outside the crowd. She was like a fresh snow lotus on a snowy mountain, giving people a feeling of purity and nature.
She gently tugged at the sleeve of the man next to her, "Brother Wuxie, I'm a little nervous."
"Qianxue, don't worry, I believe you can do it." Jun Wuxie had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and he looked very heroic. He comforted his Taoist partner in a soft voice.
Sadness suddenly appeared in Liu Qianxue's eyes. Her hands trembled as she grasped the corner of Jun Wuxie's clothes. She said in a sad tone, "If only Senior Sister Shen was still here, she would definitely win the championship."
"Senior Sister Shen is so amazing... If I was the one who fell into the Demon Sealing Abyss that day, I wouldn't have so many regrets..."
Jun Wuxie's eyes were touched, and he said with pity: "Don't talk nonsense, what happened back then has nothing to do with you."
"How can it have nothing to do with me? If I can hold Senior Sister Shen..."
Jun Wuxie gritted his teeth and said calmly, "Qianxue, don't mention what happened in the past anymore. It's all in the past. If Shuyi is still alive, he wouldn't be so sad for us."
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