Today, I finally got my wish and was accepted into the immortal sect I had always dreamed of. My master’s name is Shen Ci.

He is very good-looking. I am not well educated in literature, and the moment I saw Master in the mirror, my mind was filled with “WTF?”

Excuse me for being blunt, but it is no exaggeration to say that he is the most beautiful woman in the world of immortal cultivation.

Even someone like me who hates beauties fell to my knees before his immortal robe.

But the master has a fatal flaw - he is a well-known vase in the world of immortal cultivation and seems to know nothing.

It was only after I joined the Shan Sect that I found out that my master was him.

Although I am a little ugly, I have been gifted since I was young, trained hard, and have extraordinary strength.

Because I firmly believe that strength is the hard currency, and a good-looking face is nothing but a vanity to curry favor.

As expected, I successfully passed all the tests, stood out from the tens of thousands of talented cultivators on the mainland, and got the precious admission document.

The selection process is extremely cumbersome and the assessment standards are very strict.

As for the examinees - the powerful demon cultivator Min Shoubei, the minor leader of Xuanyuan Sword Sect Shen Bie, the leader of Chixue Pavilion Wei Shuo... even the Demon Lord Lu Xiao who had not appeared in the world for a thousand years was dispatched, causing the examination meeting to shock the entire cultivation world.

Because there were too many big guys gathered in one place, the Heavenly Dao almost mistook it for a great war between immortals and demons, and almost sent down a world-destroying thunderbolt.

To be honest, there were so many powerful people going through the stages of assessment, and I thought the master I would eventually become his disciple would be a very powerful figure.

The result... turned out to be the number one vase in the world of immortal cultivation?

With mixed feelings and the acceptance letter, I started climbing up the main gate of the Immortal Sect without using any magical power.

After climbing the 990th ladder to heaven, I met Master at the top of the mountain. He stood with his hands behind his back and facing me, his sleeves fluttering in the wind. Just by looking at his celestial figure from behind, I could get a glimpse of his charm.

People who practice Taoism are supposed to be free from all emotions and desires, but the moment Master turned around - I admit that I was distracted for a moment, that beauty was too blinding.

Especially those eyes that were like stars falling into a lake, they were truly the most beautiful in the world, purer and more beautiful than the polar ice and snow, and brighter than the stars in the sky.

When he saw me, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he subconsciously took a few steps towards me, but then strangely stopped and coughed as if to cover up.

"You are Lin Ting, right?" The master pretended to be serious and spoke in a serious voice.

I bowed to him respectfully, "Greetings, Master."

“Yeah.” Master finally couldn’t help but curl his eyes, his eyes were full of smiles, and the sweet smile that came from his pursed lips made my heart tremble and start pounding.

The master no longer pretended to be serious, and waved at me kindly: "My dear disciple, the master has been waiting for you. Come closer and let me take a look."

I walked closer stiffly and cautiously, and just when I was about to give a shy smile, a bone-chilling gust of wind suddenly hit me, and the evil spirit attached to it suddenly threw me back for a hundred seconds. My chest shook violently and my golden elixir was almost shattered.

"!!!" I gritted my teeth and half-knelt on the ground, barely supporting my body, and immediately mobilized my internal energy to protect the pill.

Who else could have mastered this strange and powerful martial art but the Demon Lord Lu Xiao?

He is the most mysterious existence in the entire world of immortal cultivation. If I had not just experienced his hellish trial, I would not have recognized him so easily.

I knew very well that the fierce wind that was casually swung by the flick of his sleeve was the mercy of the supreme strong man to the weak like an ant. He was warning me.

What warning? Don't let me get close to Master...

The Demon Lord in a black robe landed on the ground, and a powerful pressure came crashing down. My scalp tingled and I knelt on the ground with my head down. I was suppressed to the point that I couldn't even move a finger. My golden elixir couldn't bear the swelling pain.

"Uncle! You scared my apprentice!"

The master pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, and shouted at the Demon Lord half in a grudge and half in a coquettish way.

His voice was full of energy, and it sounded like he was not affected by the pressure from the Demon Lord at all. I was immediately shocked by the depth of Master's internal strength.

But more of it was fear, and I couldn't help but sweat for the little beauty's master. The person he was yelling at was the Demon Lord...

Although immortals and demons have lived in peace for a thousand years, the Demon Lord is still a terrifying existence that everyone fears. No one even dares to mention his name in the mortal world. The legend of him killing gods and devouring souls alone is enough to scare people.

The master actually acted recklessly in front of him...isn't he afraid of being blamed by the Demon Lord?

"No, don't worry, baby." The Demon Lord's voice was deep and mellow.

He didn't know when he stood behind his master, hugged his master gently, lowered his head and kissed the person in his arms tenderly.

"???" I was so shocked that my pupils trembled, but I didn't dare to say a word.

This, this, this... Is this really the big devil who massacred the city without blinking an eye?

The master's fair face suddenly turned slightly red. He bent his elbow and gently pushed back: "My disciple is still here..."

"..." The Demon Lord raised his eyes and looked at me calmly. The tenderness in his eyes faded away in an instant, and was replaced by a cold scarlet murderous intent, which scared me so much that my hair stood on end.

This bloodthirsty look is so creepy. I can’t understand what I did to offend this big guy!

“Uncle, please don’t scare him, okay? I finally got this disciple…” The master stood on tiptoe, kissed the Demon Lord lightly on the chin, hugged the tall man’s neck and smiled ingratiatingly.

The Demon Lord lowered his eyes and smiled softly, "You are good at acting coquettishly."

As he spoke, he lowered his head, covered Shen Ci's lips, pinched his slender waist and kissed him wildly as if no one was around.

I knelt there dumbfounded, and suddenly I understood why the Demon Lord was angry just now. This turned out to be the kind of relationship they had.

The Demon Lord’s possessiveness... is really strong. Is he declaring his sovereignty?

Suddenly, several gusts of wind came towards the top of the mountain, and the strong wind of spiritual power blew up flying sand and rocks.

Master quickly pushed Lu Xiao away, took off his bracelet and threw it towards me. A glittering protective shield suddenly opened in the air, completely and gently enveloping me, and I escaped the disaster of my golden elixir being shattered.

Not long after, the big guys who had just tested me gradually landed on the top of the mountain. The spiritual power they carried was tremendous, and the collision gathered into a vague substance, stirring the air to flow slowly in the air.

If someone accidentally enters at this time... let alone ordinary people, even a cultivator in the foundation-building stage would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

I swallowed my saliva. This scene should be considered a rare spectacle in the world of immortal cultivation...

The key point is that these big guys in the world of cultivation actually surrounded the master after they arrived, talked to him, and took out gifts to congratulate him for accepting a disciple.

A clear five-colored auspicious light rose in the sky, silently proving how top-grade the magical instruments for cultivating immortals were the small gifts that these big guys casually took out.

"Thank you, everyone!" The master smiled with his eyebrows curved, and like a money-grubber, he put all the things into his Qiankun bag.

"You have a really good eye. This little disciple is a good candidate." The master looked at me with a curved lip, puffing out his chest with some pride: "Hehe, I will have a disciple in the future!"

All of a sudden, the bosses' eyes were focused on me again. The pressure from the protective shield was still overwhelming. I gritted my teeth and held on, but my legs were so weak that I almost fell to the ground.

They frowned and started pointing and I had no choice but to listen.

"What's your name, Lin? Never mind. Just take care of all the chores for Xiao Ci. If he's so tired that he falls asleep in the library again, I'll hold you accountable!"

"Being a good disciple and letting your master feel the joy of raising a child is your greatest responsibility. Do you remember?"

"You'd better behave yourself. If you dare to make Xiaoci angry, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Just remember to play with Xiaobao. Don't bother him with training matters. Just ask us."

“You must be a smart person.”

The last sound was slow and mellow. The Demon Lord looked at me meaningfully, his deep eyes hiding a dangerous scarlet.

"Don't scare him." Master frowned and gave me a sweet, apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, little disciple. My family and friends all have bad tempers. Don't mind it."

"..." Don't care? Master, do you think I dare?

Shen Ci rubbed his hands excitedly, and said softly as if he was coaxing a child: "Don't be afraid, I have wanted a disciple for a long time, and I will definitely take good care of you! Since you have become my disciple, these people are also your masters, so think carefully! Go and learn the martial arts of whichever school you want, okay?"

The Master smiled so brightly and innocently that he was completely oblivious to the kind expressions of the big guys behind him.

The big guys were all staring at me, their eyes were full of fierce threats, and I was forced to accept their messages. The warnings just now were repeated madly in my ears, and my head and the golden elixir in my dantian were hurting terribly.

If I don't agree, I guess they will kill me the next moment.

My back was soaked with cold sweat, and I tried to remain calm: "Okay, okay..."

The little beauty teacher said "Huh" and touched my face worriedly: "Why is your face pale? Is it because of the hard journey?"

In an instant, the temperature around me dropped again. My Jindan cultivation was of no use at this moment, and my teeth were shivering from the cold.

"Master... I am indeed feeling a little uncomfortable. I will take my leave now!"

I couldn't stand this hell any longer, so I had to run away, crawling away.

***

After staying in the sect for a few months, I gradually discovered that my master's mountain was the richest in the entire sect, and even the sect leader could not catch up.

Not only did Master's big brothers and relatives often make tributes, but other senior brothers and uncles in the sect also came from time to time to give Master the precious medicine-making materials they obtained from the secret realm.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to explain that I discovered that Master is not just a pretty face, but a genius in alchemy.

Master really likes to make pills for fun. Perhaps he is truly gifted, not only does he often develop new pills, but he also often makes top-quality pills by following the pill recipes.

You know, for an alchemist who is an ordinary alchemist, if he can refine one top-grade pill in his lifetime, he can be considered to have no regrets in his life.

His elixirs are priceless outside, but they are in unlimited supply within the sect. He is a pretty and capable little beauty, no wonder the entire sect dotes on him and would like to empty out all the secret realms in the world for him.

Whenever our master refined some top-quality elixirs, he would always send some to the big brothers, relatives, and friends. Ever since I became his disciple, this job was assigned to me.

My master was very naive. He thought that when I was asked to deliver the pills, I would also receive some teachings from the seniors and obtain some rare treasures that our sect did not have, so he was very keen to let me deliver them.

But he didn't know that every time before I went to deliver elixirs to the big guys, I would carefully write a will.

Being Master's little messenger is indeed a tough job that can easily lead to your death.

After all, those big guys are only good in front of the master, pretending to be innocent and gentle, and they seem to have a harmonious relationship with each other.

But only I know that they are secretly jealous of each other and are almost going crazy. They are trying desperately to prove how high their status is in Master's heart. They hope that Master can come down the mountain to find them and play with them for ten days or half a month.

As a mediator between the big guys, I feel a lot of pressure. They don't pretend to be brutal in front of me.

But the Master was completely unaware of this and lived happily every day, being pampered by the big guys and having no worries.

I flew over the mountains with my sword, looked up and sighed, "Master is such a disaster."

But it’s not bad this way, after all, the big guys are trying to please him, and I get a lot of credit for it too.

He had obtained precious magical instruments, peerless secret manuals, and even the qualifications to enter many secret realms.

After all, when I get something good, I will brag about it in front of Master, and Master will make a special trip to visit the giver.

Generally speaking, the advantages of being a disciple of a master definitely outweigh the disadvantages.

I think there is no cultivator in the world who is luckier than me.

In front of us is the Endless Demon Abyss where the Demon Lord’s residence is located. This is the last stop for delivering the elixir today.

I wasted a lot of time when I was delivering pills to other bosses just now.

They all pulled me aside to ask questions and got a complete picture of Master's recent situation. When they learned that Master had no recent worries, they felt relieved and gave me many good things.

In fact, even if this group of powerful people bullied me, I would not dare to complain to my master.

After all, if I were discovered, my soul might be destroyed at any time and I wouldn’t even be able to reincarnate.

Especially for this Lord Demon...

I stammered as I handed over the small box: "Your Excellency, this is a new medicine made by Master. It can calm the mind and concentrate the Qi. It is very helpful for cultivation..."

Normally, I am a powerful inner disciple. I am respected in the sect because of my master, so stuttering is impossible for me.

But there is no way, the Demon Lord is an existence that can transcend the Three Realms and kill gods. I came here alone, and it’s good enough that I didn’t piss myself with fright.

The Demon Lord was too lazy to even look at me. He just reached into the air with one hand and the exquisite little box I was holding flew up into the air.

After he took it, he didn't say anything for a long time.

My heart was pounding and cold sweat was dripping down my forehead. Finally, I couldn't help but raise my head - I was caught off guard to see the Demon Lord stroking the small box gently and attentively, and gently snapped his fingers to open the wooden box.

He picked up a piece of paper, which seemed to have words on it. Lu Xiao glanced at it, and the smile on the corner of his lips suddenly became gentler. I could even feel the oppressive pressure in the hall weakening.

Alas, here it comes again… I couldn’t help but sigh in my heart.

As long as it’s about the Master, the Demon Lord will transform from a god-killing devil into a gentle and infatuated lover. I get goosebumps every time I see it.

I was about to continue peeking when the Demon Lord suddenly raised his eyes indifferently, his narrowed dark eyes tinged with scarlet.

…seems to have disturbed his thoughts.

I felt something was wrong, so I immediately pressed the bracelet to open the protective shield. Sure enough, the next second, I was blown away by the evil spirit.

I heard there is a new word in the world, called tool man, maybe it refers to me.

Once the letter is delivered, it has no value.

Master named the protective shield Big Bubble. I squatted inside the bubble, calmly flew out of the Endless Demon Abyss, and returned to the Immortal Sect to report.

Which big boss should I say good things to today? I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

***

On the second day, Master suddenly had an idea to organize the library on the mountain that was filled with precious secret books.

I always remembered the threats from the big brothers when I became their apprentice, so I took the initiative to take on this hard work and spent three days struggling in the dust.

On an extremely ordinary afternoon, I once again entered the library fully armed and began to tidy up a new compartment.

The signs of use here are heavier and there is less dust. I moved the books piled up on the table and unexpectedly found some brand new papers with a faint scent of ink.

When I picked it up and took a look, I saw "Standard Integrated Edition for Zheng Xiaoci's Apprentice" written on the top, which seemed to be a time and space scroll.

It is very easy to use. All people participating in the discussion will have a time-space scroll in their hands, and the words written on it will be displayed on other people's scrolls at the same time.

Seeing that the title was related to me, I quickly read on.

"You must be a talented cultivator who has the ability to understand and practice on your own. Otherwise, teaching will tire Xiaobao."

"If you have more physical strength, you can do some work! Every time I see Xiaoci struggling to fold his own quilt, I, as his brother, feel really bad..."

"The most important thing is not to look too good! An average-looking face is best, so as not to attract too much attention from Xiaoci!"

"You're right. The uglier he is, the better. He doesn't have time to accompany us anyway... We need to find a disciple that Xiao Ci hates when he sees him, so that he won't waste his time!"

"That's right! If the soul of the handsome disciple is really taken away, the devil may be so angry that he can destroy the three realms."

"For safety reasons, no matter how strong or good-looking you are, you will be rejected."

"Let me summarize: he is capable of rough labor, a genius in cultivating immortals, and most importantly, a little ugly!"

“I agree, I agree!”

"That's it, Demon Lord, please hide the contents of the scroll for now, don't let Xiaobao find out."

The words on the scroll ended hastily, and I held the scroll in my hands, with mixed feelings.

The unexpected selection criteria made me feel a little frustrated, but also a little fortunate.

Who would have thought that the biggest reason why I stood out from thousands of talented people and had the opportunity to have all these opportunities today was actually because of my face?

That’s great, it’s a pity that I’m ugly.