The next day, Shen Muqing woke up feeling comfortable, without a trace of pain. She looked at her hands in surprise. Was sleeping really that effective? It's so good that my back doesn't ache and my legs don't hurt after a good night's sleep.
After a month, Shen Muqing's swordsmanship had improved significantly. She could now easily defeat three leopards, and she was happily pleased with herself, very satisfied with her strength.
Yun Ruoyue: "Please don't say that I taught you this."
This progress was nothing to her; Shen Muqing's strength was not even enough to protect himself.
She's always a bit slow to understand.
"Never mind, let me teach you something else."
Yun Ruoyue took out self-defense techniques such as Swift Wind Step, Earth Escape Technique, and Vajra Shield, saying, "Take these back and study them carefully. If you can't win, then run away."
"You're amazing." Shen Muqing never expected there to be such a technique. It was simply incredible. She held it in her arms as if it were a precious treasure. "I think this is much more suitable for me than swordsmanship. I'm sure I can learn it."
The triennial selection of disciples for the Qingyun Sect is in full swing. As the senior sister of the sect, Yun Ruoyue has many things to do. She tossed a token to Shen Muqing and told her to keep a close eye on it, as it was like a pass that would ensure she could stay until the very end.
The plaza in front of the main hall of the Qingyun Sect disciples was already packed with people from all over the country. They were so densely packed that each person looked tiny from above.
The elders and sect leader of the Qingyun Sect flew overhead on their swords, and everyone below looked up at them with eyes full of respect.
"Have you heard? The one from the Qingyun Sect has woken up."
"Really? Do you think he might take on a disciple during this selection process?"
"I don't know, there's a high chance. I'd be content just to catch a glimpse of the Immortal Venerable from afar."
"Tch, no ambition."
"Hmm, you have ambition, then ask Immortal Venerable Xu Lin to take you as his disciple."
Shen Muqing listened to the whispers not far away and felt that she had heard of the name "Xu Lin Immortal Venerable" before, but she couldn't remember where.
"Fellow Daoist, may we introduce ourselves? I am Luo Yi."
The newcomer had a baby face and looked very friendly, exuding a kind and familial aura that made Shen Muqing feel very comfortable.
She greeted him in return, smiling, "Sure, I'm Shen Muqing. Are you here to participate in the disciple selection competition?"
After saying that, Shen Muqing realized somewhat belatedly that everyone here was attending the conference, and her question was completely unnecessary.
But Luo Yi wasn't impatient; instead, he smiled happily and said, "Yes, you too?"
"Yes."
This short conversation made Shen Muqing think that he was an interesting person, and also a very polite person.
"I just saw you over there. I noticed you didn't react much when you heard the name of Immortal Venerable Xu Lin, so I wanted to come and get to know you."
"Oh? Actually, I don't know this person."
Shen Muqing spoke up awkwardly, wondering if the other person would think she was showing off. She swore to God she wasn't.
"Haha, you're so funny."
Shen Muqing continued chatting with Luo Yi, learning that he was an orphan without parents and wanted to try his luck at the Qingyun Sect in order to protect himself. He wondered if he could stay in the Qingyun Sect.
After listening to his story, Shen Muqing felt great sympathy for him; what a pitiful child.
Time passed at a leisurely pace. Shen Muqing arrived at the disciple hall without any hindrance for the final selection. Luo Yi always managed to get in by the skin of his teeth, but he also made it to the final selection.
Now that the selection process has been completed, the outer and inner disciples are almost finalized. The final step is for the elders to choose which disciples they prefer.
As the number of people below the main hall dwindled, Shen Muqing remained standing, with Luo Yi, who shared a similar fate, beside her.
At this moment, the sect leader walked in with a man who looked like an immortal, it was Xuan Yan.
Today, he was expressionless, and the cold aura emanating from him seemed capable of freezing people to death.
Elder Zhou of the Discipline Hall was the first to speak, "Greetings, Immortal Venerable Xu Lin."
Then, everyone in the main hall knelt on one knee in unison, their voices ringing out, "Greetings, Immortal Venerable Xu Lin!"
Xuan Yan nodded slightly. "Get up."
Even though his lips didn't move much, his voice could still be clearly heard by everyone.
The once quiet hall instantly erupted in excitement.
"I didn't expect that Immortal Venerable Xu Lin would actually come."
"Wow, I'm so excited! It's a pity I've already been chosen by the elders, otherwise I would still have a chance."
"Daydreaming."
"you..."
Xuan Yan walked straight ahead, the wind he stirred up blowing through his long, black, and smooth hair. His skin was like jade, making him appear noble and aloof.
Everyone's eyes followed his steps until he stopped in front of one person.
He lowered his head and inquired of the person before him, "Would you be willing to become my last disciple?"
This isn't just a simple acceptance of a disciple; it's a closed-door discipleship. It means that Immortal Venerable Xu Lin will no longer accept disciples. You should know that he has never accepted disciples before. He's a closed-door disciple from the start. Just who is that girl?
Everyone in the hall gasped. She must have had incredible luck.
Shen Muqing: "Huh?"
Helpless, she turned her gaze to Yun Ruoyue above. Yun Ruoyue nodded anxiously at her, urging her to agree quickly, for that was a Celestial Venerable.
"Okay." So Shen Muqing agreed.
Upon hearing her reply, Xuan Yan's lips curled into a smile. He took off the translucent jade pendant he always carried and handed it to her, saying, "A gift for becoming a disciple."
His fingers were long and strong, with distinct bones, and the tips were tinged with a faint pink, which aroused the imagination.
"Thank you, Master!" she said happily as she accepted the jade pendant. Well, she now had a master too.
Shen Muqing gave Luo Yi an encouraging look, and Luo Yi smiled back.
Xuan Yan noticed their interaction. His slightly upturned lips flattened, his eyes darkened, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Let's go, your master will show you around Canghua Mountain."
"good."
Xuan Yan led Shen Muqing out, leaving behind a group of shocked people. Was it that fast?
Isn't the way the Immortal Venerable chooses his disciples a bit too bizarre? They just can't understand why he would choose a good-for-nothing with such weak strength.
Canghua Mountain is spring-like all year round, with birds singing and flowers blooming, exuding vitality everywhere.
When Shen Muqing first landed, she admitted that she had some preconceived notions. She thought that the house of someone as aloof as the Immortal Venerable should be quiet, but she didn't expect it to be so warm and welcoming. She really liked the layout of the house.
That's your room.
Xuan Yan pointed to the largest room, "Everything is prepared inside."
"Thank you, Master."
I didn't expect my mentor to be so considerate; he really thought of everything.
When she entered the room and saw its furnishings, her joy was overflowing. It had everything she could want, and the wardrobe even had exquisite gauze dresses, so beautiful that Shen Muqing couldn't bear to part with them.
Behind everything seemingly perfect lies a conspiracy that Shen Muqing is unaware of, but she is too caught up in her joy to notice it.
Xuan Yan felt it was all worthwhile after a month of hard work and preparations, seeing Shen Muqing's smile. His Qingqing deserved the best things in the world.
Even if it meant his death, it would be worth it to win a smile from Qingqing.
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