"That's good." Old Master Meng hadn't yet figured out how to persuade Zishu to cultivate with him, but as long as Yue Ran nodded, the others were naturally no problem.
Now that Zishu and Senior Brother Yingxun are fine, Huarong and Qingzhiyi should also be alright. Ye Xiruo is becoming increasingly worried about Xiu Qiyu.
Ye Xiruo, who was originally pruning the fruit trees in the Spirit Fruit Garden, had lost all interest at this moment.
I wonder what the Heavenly Sword Sect's assessment is like?
Ye Xiruo flew directly to Xue Junhan's cave: "Master, this disciple has something to ask of you."
"Come in and talk."
"But for your senior brother's sake, don't worry, although I can't take him as my disciple, I will definitely teach him well."
"Thank you, Master. However, the person I'm worried about isn't Senior Brother Zishu, but Brother Xiuqi. I want to go to the Heavenly Sword Sect because I'm worried about Brother Xiuqi."
"Heavenly Sword Sect, what are you doing at the Heavenly Sword Sect, a weak alchemist? Those sword madmen are not to be trifled with."
"Master, I'm not afraid, so why are you? Please help me think of a way to get there."
"Stop shaking me, okay? I promise you."
"Thank you, Master."
"However, the necessary disguise still needs to be prepared. Go and prepare it. I will send someone to inform you."
"Thank you, Master. I'll be going now."
"Be careful. If there are any blind guys, just fight them. If you can't beat them, come back and tell me."
"Master, shouldn't you give me one of your badges? Otherwise, no one will know our relationship."
"Here you go, here you go, you little rascal."
"Thank you, Master."
Ye Xi disappeared like the wind before Xue Junhan. Xue Junhan shook his head, but still sent people to gather troops. The safety of his little apprentice was the most important thing now, and no mistakes could be made.
An hour later, Ye Xiruo, who had been disguised as a handsome young man, was summoned to Lingyun Peak.
"Little apprentice, these people are here to protect you. In a couple of days, you can personally select some of them." In the Haoqi Pavilion, the title of personal disciple is not just a formality; inner disciples can take in outer or inner disciples as their followers.
The most esteemed direct disciple has the right to select two Mahayana-stage late-stage guards, along with five hundred personal guards and one thousand servants.
The businesses of the direct disciples are all handed over to them for management, and similarly, their cultivation supplies are also taken care of by the direct disciples.
There are now five hundred people standing in front of Ye Xiruo. These are all Xue Junhan's forces, sent to provide emergency protection for Ye Xiruo.
Of course, if Ye Xiruo can subdue them, it is possible that he will be granted them.
"Master, isn't it too ostentatious for us to go there so openly?"
"This is the best way; sneaking in is absolutely impossible."
"Okay, thank you, Master."
Unexpectedly, there was also a divine carriage with the Haoqi Pavilion logo on the outside. Although it didn't look as magnificent as Ye Xiruo's own, it was simple and elegant, which matched the style of Haoqi Pavilion.
"Leave anything to them."
"Thank you, Master. I'll be back soon."
"Young Master, please."
Ye Xiruo entered the divine carriage. The carriage was very spacious, with a purple jade table on it. On the table were a brand-new set of purple clay teapots and several plates of spiritual fruits, which were obviously just prepared.
The divine palanquin departed from Lingyun Peak, carrying over two hundred people in a grand procession towards the Heavenly Sword Sect. Everyone assumed that the person riding in the palanquin was either Uncle Bai from Lingyun Peak or Xue Junhan himself, and no one expected it to be Ye Xiruo.
Although the speed of the divine chariot could not match that of Uncle Bai's great white crane, it was still quite fast. In about half a day, Ye Xiruo saw the famous sword mountain of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Indeed, judging from its appearance, it does resemble an incomparably sharp celestial sword. Moreover, the faint pressure emanating from the celestial sword indicates that it is no ordinary sword.
Many speculate that this is a celestial artifact that fell during the divine war in the celestial realm. Others speculate that it is a weapon accidentally left behind on the Azure Continent by an advanced civilization.
Anyway, all sorts of speculations abound. The Heavenly Sword is right there; it's not that no one has ever coveted it, but so what? It's a mountain, a mountain that has stood for who knows how long. Even immortals wouldn't dare say they could take the Heavenly Sword away, and the sharp will and boundless sword intent emanating from it not only cut through the body, but also the spirit and soul.
This is also why the Heavenly Sword Sect has stood firm for so many years.
The gate of the Heavenly Sword Sect is also very simple: a large stone with the three characters "Heavenly Sword Sect" written on it in a flamboyant style.
Behind the stone was a powerful sword formation, said to be able to kill even a Tribulation Transcending expert. Whether this was true or not, Ye Xiruo herself was not sure.
At this moment, a group of people still surrounded the Heavenly Sword Sect. A large portion of them were eliminated swordsmen, while others were people waiting for the results.
In some cases, an entire extended family would participate, while in others, the head of the family would send someone to oversee the selection process and provide updates on the results.
Ye Xiruo's divine carriage slowly descended, and Sheng Yi went to present a visiting card, which was considered a fairly formal visit.
Soon, a group of people emerged, all dressed in snow-white sword robes, handsome and elegant, like immortals. This was the swordsman described in the novel, always dressed in white, who often led young ladies astray for life.
Putting everything else aside, her appearance and demeanor alone deserve full marks.
"I was unaware of Master Ye's visit; I have failed to greet you properly."
"It's alright, sorry to bother you."
"Night Alchemist, please."
Ye Xiruo thus entered the Heavenly Sword Sect openly and honestly. The swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect were straightforward and quick to fight, which caused headaches for many people and sects. However, they were relatively polite to alchemists.
In the cultivation world, everyone knows that offending an alchemist is an extremely unwise choice.
Ye Xiruo was politely invited to the front hall, where two elders soon came to greet her.
"Does Master Ye mean to find a swordsman in our Heavenly Sword Sect, sign a contract with him, and become his exclusive alchemist?"
“Not bad.” This was the reason Ye Xiruo gave herself, grand and plausible, yet flawless.
"Alright, but my Heavenly Sword Sect has many disciples, so I don't know what the conditions are for Alchemist Ye? We can also provide a list for Alchemist Ye to consider." Becoming someone's exclusive alchemist means that the fates of the two are almost intertwined, so it can be said to be a very serious matter.
Sometimes, the relationship between a dedicated alchemist and a martial artist is even closer than that between Daoist couples. The two elders did not doubt what Ye Xiruo said; she had come to find a protector.
After all, alchemists are weak in combat.
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