The Teacher Said Yes

The summit of Reception Peak in the Demon Sect was silent.

No one had expected this extraordinarily handsome man to truly leap from the towering, cloud-piercing mountain without a moment's hesitation!

Thankfully, this was a world of immortals and martial arts. If this had happened on Earth, everyone present would probably have cried out in unison, "Holy shit!"

After a brief silence, the summit of Reception Peak erupted. Discussions and cries of alarm rang out one after another.

Forget the ordinary patrol disciples who could not even be bothered to name themselves—even Mao Nanbei and Elder Qiu Shui were dumbfounded.

Murong Yan, that perennial good person, wore a troubled expression. Ji Li's eyes had turned red, and tears as large as beans welled up in her wide eyes before falling like pearls from a snapped string.

Anyone would have thought that jumping from here meant certain death!

What shocked Mao Nanbei and Elder Qiu Shui most was that they could have stopped Lu Xun, yet an unknown force had restrained them just now, leaving them unable to move.

More precisely, aside from Lu Xun, everyone had been suppressed!

Where had this force come from?

After Mao Nanbei and Elder Qiu Shui exchanged a glance, they immediately flew down the mountain.

After giving it some thought, Elder Qiu Shui promptly followed.

Mao Nanbei's thoughts were simple. Lu Xun had been brought back by her, after all. Even if he had now been smashed into a meat pancake, he still deserved a proper burial rather than being left exposed in the wilderness.

Would he rather die than become my mount? Mao Nanbei's feelings were complicated.

The most terrible part was that everything had happened too quickly. She had also been restrained by that invisible force, so there was something she had not had time to say:

"The Teacher has gone traveling and isn't at Back Mountain right now. Even if you jump, you'll have jumped for nothing!"

Sigh, how pitiful. He had died for nothing.

When Mao Nanbei landed at the foot of the mountain, she spread out her Divine Sense to search for Lu Xun's corpse. She found him quickly, only to discover that quite a few people were already standing at the foot of the mountain.

They had formed a circle around Lu Xun.

Even the Sect Master and several Peak Lords from the Main Peak had been alarmed!

"Little Martial Uncle." Everyone bowed to the little girl. After all, her seniority was there.

The Demon Sect's Sect Master was named Shen Yan. He wore a black robe threaded with gold and was very short. Back on Earth, he would have been a bald man barely five foot three in shoes.

He primarily cultivated fire-based techniques. Every cultivation session felt as though raging flames were burning his body, so there was not a single hair on him.

Forget hair—his eyebrows and eyelashes had been burned clean away as well, making him look rather strange.

He was one of the few Eighth Realm experts on the Tian Chen Continent. His cultivation was unfathomable, and he could be considered one of the great powers of his generation.

He was simply too short. Standing in a row with the other Peak Lords, they looked exactly like a U-shape.

Yet this mighty expert of the continent had his brows tightly furrowed, as though he were contemplating something.

"Little Martial Uncle, was this the one who jumped from Reception Peak just now?" Shen Yan asked.

Mao Nanbei nodded.

"When he jumped, did an invisible force spread across Reception Peak?" Shen Yan asked again.

Mao Nanbei nodded once more.

It seemed the Sect Master and the Peak Lords had sensed that invisible force, which was why they had rushed over.

Their cultivation was profound, so they had actually arrived far faster than the little girl on Reception Peak.

Yet strangely, even with their strength, they did not know where that mysterious force had come from.

Mao Nanbei roughly understood. Clearly, there was something wrong with the Lu Xun she had brought back—and it was a major problem.

Did I cause trouble again? the little girl thought.

But why was there an "again" in that thought?

Thunder Peak's Peak Lord was called Gongshu Pan. He also served as the Demon Sect's Law Enforcement Elder, and his expression was equally grave.

More importantly, why were they all staring at Lu Xun's corpse?

I know he's handsome, but after falling from that height, shouldn't even the prettiest face have been smashed to bits?

Could it be that handsome people could still display a different sort of beauty after falling off a cliff?

The little girl took two steps forward and leaned in for a look. She could not help but freeze slightly.

Lu Xun's body was a horrific sight. Everything below his neck was beyond description, so there was no need to discuss it. In any case, it was all mangled.

Yet his face was completely unscathed. It was truly strange.

Blood that had burst from his body had splattered across his face, somehow adding a touch of tragic beauty.

As expected of the mount I picked out, Mao Nanbei suddenly thought.

But she soon noticed something was wrong.

Lu Xun was injured like this, his bones scattered like this, and so much blood had flowed onto the ground. Even if his face was fine, the back of his head had caved in. Anyone else would have been dead beyond dead!

Yet he still had one last breath!

Yes, he was somehow still clinging to life!

He was actually not dead!?

Impossible! That made no sense!

A mortal had jumped from Reception Peak and been smashed into this state. How could he possibly not be dead?

She did not know that Lu Xun's current status was:

HP: 1/100.

Revives: 2/3.

He had used up one revival, so his health had been left at a single point.

But after all, he had transmigrated. This was not a game, so he had fallen completely unconscious.

The reason he had resolutely jumped off the cliff was because he had triggered a hidden quest.

After the little girl finished explaining all the requirements, the special hidden quest, Join Back Mountain Study, had officially been triggered. He had immediately chosen to accept it.

This was the first quest he had triggered since transmigrating!

The quest has been triggered. This is in the bag! Lu Xun had thought.

Then he jumped the moment he said he would.

In truth, this hidden quest was equivalent to a lucky slot in Heavenly Dust.

Whoever triggered it first after completing a series of quests to reach the Demon Sect could become the Teacher's disciple by spending one revival chance!

Every player had revival chances. It was simply first come, first served.

That lucky person back then had been fortunate enough to somehow complete a series of quests, arrive at the Demon Sect, jump off a cliff once, and become the Teacher's disciple.

It was basically the game giving out benefits.

Now, Lu Xun had gotten there first.

The process would be painful, though. Pain could be disabled in the game, but not in reality.

Still, he had jumped.

He was a ruthless guy.

No, he was downright insane!

Speaking of which, Shen Yan, the Demon Sect's Sect Master, had many thoughts at the moment as well.

Though no one knew how this young man had done it, he had indeed fulfilled the series of requirements set by the Teacher.

It was just that... the Teacher had gone traveling!

And this young brother only had one breath left...

For a time, even Shen Yan, the Demon Sect's Sect Master, did not know what to do.

After all, even as the Demon Sect's Sect Master, he had no right to make a decision for the Teacher.

Conversely, the Teacher could decide who became the Demon Sect's Sect Master...

Although the Teacher had always seemed refined and gentle, making others feel as though bathed in a spring breeze, this concerned taking in a disciple.

If this young brother truly became the Teacher's disciple, then he would be Mao Nanbei's junior brother and the Martial Uncle of everyone else present.

Their Martial Uncle was lying on the ground in such a miserable state. Shouldn't they do something?

But what if the Teacher refused to accept him?

On top of that, there was the strange invisible force from earlier and the bizarre fact that he had survived the fall. Another layer of mystery had been added, and everything suddenly seemed shrouded in fog.

What if there was some calamity behind it all?

At that moment, a cold voice rang out. The person had not arrived, but her voice had.

The voice sounded icy, with strange pauses between words and an extremely slow speaking pace:

"The... Teacher said... yes."

Only one person in the entire Demon Sect spoke in such a distinctive way—the person from Back Mountain Study.

The Teacher's second disciple, the Second Martial Aunt of everyone present, and Mao Nanbei's Second Senior Sister.

It seemed she had already contacted the Teacher through some special means and received his approval.

That made things easy.

At this moment, Lu Xun, lying on the ground like a pile of rotten mud, did not know that the quest information had changed.

The quest information now read:

Special Hidden Quest: Join Back Mountain Study (Completed)!

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And happy National Day to everyone~