Chapter 24: The Charming and Destitute Young Master in the Immortal Cultivation Novels 1
In the story of a mortal woman's journey to immortality, Yun Yao, a mortal woman, is accepted as a direct disciple by the Immortal Rong Yin, the foremost figure in the world of cultivation. This leads her to a meteoric rise to prominence. As the Immortal Rong Yin's only female disciple, she is doted on.
Yun Yao begins to fall in love with her master Rong Yin. After a series of love-hate struggles, the two finally achieve immortality together.
"Why is she here again? Hasn't she been rejected by the Immortal Venerable?"
"Are you planning to pester us and force our Immortal Master to accept her as his disciple?"
"No way! The dignified Young Master of Penglai wouldn't be like this, right?"
"Of course not. Look, he's still kneeling."
"Why bother? The Immortal Master has long said that his only female disciple is Senior Sister Yunyao. With her status, it wouldn't be difficult for her to find a powerful teacher. Why does she have to cling to the Immortal Master?"
"What else can we do? We can only repay a favor. Her father, the fallen Penglai Pavilion Master, was very kind to our Immortal Venerable. Besides, how can other powerful beings compare to our Immortal Venerable? Our Immortal Venerable is the number one in the world of immortal cultivation."
"I've always heard that the young master of Penglai Pavilion is ugly. Is his current appearance created by a magic mirror?" a disciple asked curiously.
"I've heard about it too. I heard that the Penglai Pavilion Master married a mortal who couldn't cultivate, and their child was born with a facial blemish. So the Penglai Pavilion Master asked the Weapon Sect's ancestor to refine a phantom mirror for her to cover her face."
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On the misty sword peak, fairy mountains and pavilions are scattered all over the place, and at this moment, a white figure is kneeling on the winding stairs.
She had obviously been kneeling for a long time. Beads of sweat covered her fair forehead, and her originally neatly tied bun looked a little messy.
Not long after, a pale green figure slowly walked down the stairs. He was wearing a green Taoist robe, and his handsome and gentle face showed a bit of helplessness:
"Young Master Yin, please go back.
"Master already has a disciple he likes, and he has also said that he will not accept any more disciples in the future."
The woman in white's eyes lit up slightly when she saw someone coming down the stairs, but after hearing his words, her body trembled slightly, and a hint of grayness uncontrollably appeared on her pretty face.
Her eyes were filled with panic, her voice was choked, and her tone was hoarse and anxious: "How is it possible, Fellow Daoist Duan Xuan, could you please ask the Immortal Venerable for me?"
The cyan figure Duan Xuan shook his head helplessly and advised, "Young Pavilion Master, Master said that there is no master-disciple relationship between you and him, so don't force it."
"I don't have the fate of master and disciple between Immortal Rongyin and I. Could it be that he and that mortal girl have the fate of master and disciple? My father has done him a favor after all, how can he be ungrateful?" The girl's suppressed emotions suddenly burst out, her eyes slowly turned red, and tears flowed from her eyes.
When Duan Xuan heard the resentful words of the girl in front of him, he still had a smile on his face, but the gentleness in his eyes disappeared in an instant.
"Young Pavilion Master, please be careful with your words. My master has long repaid your father's kindness. If my master is really the ungrateful person you call him, I'm afraid there would be someone else sitting in the position of Young Pavilion Master of Penglai Pavilion now." The man in green still spoke in a gentle tone, but his words made the girl turn pale.
"Second Brother is right." A male voice came from the stairs with a barely perceptible hint of mockery.
The two people who were originally looking at each other looked at the people coming from behind, and three figures appeared on the stairs.
All three wore the blue, white, silver-trimmed uniforms of Yuheng Peak's direct disciples. One of the men had a stern, cold demeanor, while the other had a playful, uninhibited expression. The woman in the middle had three thousand strands of black hair, delicate and slender, held together by a jade hairpin.
"If it weren't for Master, Yin Nanqiao, do you think that with your talent of four spiritual roots, you would still be able to become the Young Master of Penglai Pavilion?" The young man with a willful look looked down at the girl kneeling on the ground, mocking her mercilessly.
"Why can't I be the leader of Penglai Pavilion? No matter what, I am the daughter of the leader of Penglai Pavilion, and Penglai Pavilion originally belongs to me." Hearing his sarcasm, the girl's temper, which was spoiled by her parents, suddenly came up, and she retorted without hesitation.
"When your father was alive, you were the Young Master of Penglai Pavilion, so naturally no one would object."
The young man leaned forward slightly, leaning close to the girl's ear, and whispered affectionately, "But I remember that the current head of Penglai Pavilion seemed to be your uncle."
"Tsk, I remember your uncle seemed to have two children, and both of them are more talented and capable than you." His tone was light, but the meaning behind his words made the girl's pupils shrink instantly.
He expressed the fear that had been hidden in the girl's heart.
After her father passed away, her uncle took over as the new head of Penglai Pavilion. Her two cousins had been eyeing her position as the young head of the Pavilion.
If her father had not been kind to the Immortal Rongyin when he was alive, she would probably have been replaced by someone else as the Young Master of Penglai Pavilion.
Cen Hao was satisfied to see the fear clearly visible in the girl's pupils, then he stood up and said sarcastically:
"Yin Nanqiao, the Sword Sect is not your Penglai Pavilion. It's not a place where you can act wildly. If you want to be willful, you have to be careful where you are."
"Cen Hao, you!" The girl stared at him angrily with fire in her eyes.
"Brother, stop talking." The slender woman behind him slowly stepped forward, rebuked him with a rather disapproving tone, and then said to the girl who was still kneeling on the ground with an apologetic look:
"I'm sorry, Pavilion Master Yin, my third senior brother has a bit of a quick temper. I hope the Young Pavilion Master can forgive me."
She paused, a look of helplessness on her delicate face. "Young Pavilion Master, Master has already said that he will no longer accept disciples. I think it seems that Young Pavilion Master and my Master are not destined to be master and disciple. Please stand up first."
The girl did not stand up, but just stared at the woman in front of her in a daze, biting her lower lip tightly, with a hint of unwillingness clearly in her eyes.
How can I be willing to accept this?
The woman in front of her was just an ordinary girl, but she possessed the identity she had always dreamed of. She was the only female disciple directly taught by the Immortal Master Rongyin.
How can I be willing to accept this!
"Okay, Junior Sister, just leave her alone. Let her kneel if she wants. Master won't care anyway." Cen Hao said impatiently, "Let's go to the auction. It will be too late if we don't leave now."
"Okay, okay, I get it." The woman's helpless voice sounded: "Second Brother, Senior Brother, Third Brother and I are planning to go to the auction at the foot of the mountain together. Second Brother, do you want to come with us?"
"Then let's go together."
"What are you planning to buy, Third Brother? Why do you have to go to the auction to see it?"
"I heard that a top-grade refining material has been found. I want to go take a look. If you find anything you like later, you can tell me."
...The voices of the four people talking gradually faded away, but the eyes of the kneeling girl gradually turned red, and she couldn't help but let a tear slide down from the corner of her eye.
As if she remembered something, she struggled and shakily got up. Her feet were numb from kneeling for a long time, and the sudden numbness and pain made her almost fall to the ground when she stood up.
Barely managing to stay standing, she ran aimlessly down the mountain with dull eyes.
Her messy clothes, disheveled hair, and stumbling steps attracted the attention of many people on the street.
She hurried along the way, wanting to catch up with the pace of those four people and beg them to let Immortal Master Rongyin see her again.
However, the cultivation levels of the four were far beyond her reach, and she couldn't keep up with their pace at all since she hadn't established her foundation yet.
She stood in the bustling market of the town, surrounded by the sounds of vendors constantly shouting their wares. She looked around but still couldn't find the four people, looking frustrated.
She dragged her feet back somewhat discouraged, and was about to return to the foot of the sword peak to kneel for a long time when the casual chat between the vendors on both sides caught her attention.
"Business has been getting worse recently."
"Yeah, now there are fewer and fewer people coming to our town, and business is becoming increasingly difficult..."
"The triennial sect trials are about to begin again. I wonder where the independent cultivator trials will be held this time."
"I received news that it was in the Sword Sect. I heard that the Sword Sect had discovered a new secret realm that could be used as a trial ground."
"In the Sword Sect?" another vendor said happily, "Then our town will surely have many people from other sects."
"Yes, I also heard that even the Immortal Master Rongyin will be present at this trial. Whoever makes a stunning debut in the trial field may even rise to the top and become the Immortal Master's personal disciple."
"Alas, if my daughter hadn't lacked spiritual roots, I would have sent her to the Sword Sect to study."
“Who says it’s not…”
The vendor's voice gradually faded away, but the girl's eyes became brighter and brighter.
………
At this time, in the Sword Sect, in the main peak hall, several of the Sword Sect's most respected elders were sitting in order.
The head of the sect, who was sitting in the main seat, spoke first: "The independent cultivator trial field is about to begin. I'm sure you've all heard about it. The chosen location is the small secret realm in the back mountain of our sect."
He took a sip of tea and continued, "This year's trial grounds are no different from previous years. It's just that demonic traces have been appearing frequently in the cultivation world recently. To prevent demonic interference, the leaders of the major sects have unanimously decided to use the Azure Mirror during the trial."
The Qingyao Mirror is a space magic weapon that can bind to a person and then project all the scenes happening in the space where this person is, allowing people to see everything happening inside clearly.
It can be used to check whether there are any traces of demonic cultivators in the trial, and it can also be used to observe the character of the participants, killing two birds with one stone.
"For now, that's all. Also, the news of using the Azure Obsidian in this trial must not be mentioned to outsiders." It was originally used to track the traces of demonic cultivators, so it's better to keep it hidden.
"Oh, Rongyin." The headmaster seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to Rongyin and said, "You must be present at this trial."
The trial for independent cultivators held every three years is a good opportunity to recruit new members. Although it is not as good as the sect recruitment held every five years, it is also a good opportunity for major sects to choose participants in the trial to add fresh blood to their sect.
Good seedlings are almost always sought after by all the major sects. If you want to get some good seedlings with high qualifications, you must have something attractive.
The master of Yuheng Peak, Immortal Rongyin, is now the number one person in the world of immortal cultivation and the best and most famous figure in their Sword Sect.
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