[Mister Said It Was Okay]

# Chapter 18: The Gentleman Said It's Acceptable

Atop the Demon Sect's Reception Peak, silence reigned.

No one had expected that this extraordinarily handsome man would truly leap without hesitation from the cloud-piercing peak!

Fortunately, this was a xianxia world. If it were on Earth, everyone present would likely have shouted in unison: "Holy shit!"

After a brief silence, the entire summit of Reception Peak erupted. Exclamations and murmurs rose one after another.

Let alone those ordinary patrol disciples whose names weren't even worth remembering—even Mao Nanbei and Elder Qiu Shui were stunned.

Murong Yan, ever the good-natured one, wore a worried expression. Ji Li's eyes were reddened, teardrops the size of beans swirling in her large eyes before falling like pearls from a broken string.

Everyone felt that jumping from here meant certain death!

What surprised Mao Nanbei and Elder Qiu Shui most was that they could have stopped Lu Xun, yet an unknown force had suppressed them, rendering them unable to move.

To be precise, just now, everyone except Lu Xun had been suppressed!

Where did this power come from?

Mao Nanbei exchanged a glance with Elder Qiu Shui, then flew straight down the mountain.

After a moment's thought, Elder Qiu Shui followed.

Mao Nanbei's thinking was simple: Lu Xun was, after all, someone she had brought back. Even if he had now smashed into a meat patty, he deserved a proper burial, not to be left exposed in the wilderness.

"Just to avoid becoming my mount, he puts on this act of preferring death to submission?" Mao Nanbei's heart was complicated.

The worst part was that everything had happened too fast, and she had been suppressed by that invisible force, so she never got to say one crucial sentence:

"The Gentleman has gone on a journey and isn't at the back mountain right now. You'd have jumped for nothing!"

Sigh. Too pitiful. A wasted death.

When Mao Nanbei landed at the foot of the mountain, she extended her Divine Sense to search for Lu Xun's corpse. She found it quickly, and at the foot of the mountain, quite a few people were already standing there.

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 greeted the little lass respectfully, after all, her seniority was established.

The Demon Sect's Sect Master was called Shen Yan. He wore a black robe threaded with gold, and was very short—on Earth, he'd be a man barely one meter sixty in shoes, and bald.

He cultivated fire-type techniques, and every session felt like being scorched by flames, so not a single hair grew on his body.

Not to mention his head hair—even his eyebrows and eyelashes had been burned clean off, making him look somewhat odd.

He was one of the very few Eighth Realm powerhouses on the Tian Chen Continent, with cultivation reaching the heavens, truly a giant of his generation.

But he was really too short. Standing in a row with the other Peak Lords, he looked like the bottom of a "U" shape.

And yet, this continental powerhouse was now frowning deeply, as if lost in thought.

"Little Martial Uncle, was it this child who just jumped from Reception Peak?" Shen Yan asked.

Mao Nanbei nodded.

"Was it at the moment of his jump that an invisible force spread across Reception Peak?" Shen Yan pressed.

Mao Nanbei nodded again.

It seemed the Sect Master and the Peak Lords had sensed that invisible force and thus rushed over.

Their cultivation was profound, so their speed was far faster than the little lass on Reception Peak.

But the strange thing was, with their strength, they still couldn't trace where that mysterious power had come from?

Mao Nanbei roughly understood. Clearly, this Lu Xun she had brought back had issues—big issues.

"Have I caused trouble again?" the little lass thought to herself.

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

The Peak Lord of Thunder Peak was called Gongshu Pan, who also served as the Demon Sect's Law Enforcement Elder. His expression was equally grave.

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

This old lady knew he was good-looking, but falling from such a height, no matter how handsome the face, it should be smashed to a pulp by now, right?

Could it be that good-looking people, even after falling off a cliff, could still radiate a unique kind of beauty?

The little lass stepped forward two paces, leaned in for a closer look, and couldn't help but freeze slightly.

Lu Xun's body was a gruesome sight—everything below the neck was indescribable, let's just say it was a complete mess.

But his face was completely unharmed, which was truly bizarre.

Blood splattered from his body had splashed onto his face, adding a touch of tragic beauty.

"As expected of the mount I had my eye on." This thought suddenly popped into Mao Nanbei's mind.

But she quickly noticed something off.

With injuries this severe, bones scattered like this, and so much blood pooled on the ground—even if his face was fine, the back of his skull had caved in. For anyone else, they'd be dead beyond dead!

Yet he still had a breath left in him!

Yes, he was still hanging on by a thread!

He hadn't died!?

Impossible! This made no sense!

A mortal, jumping off Reception Peak, smashed up like that—how could he not be dead?

She had no idea that Lu Xun's current status was like this:

[HP: 1/100]

[Revives: 2/3]

He had consumed one revive, so his health bar was left with a single drop of blood.

But since he had transmigrated and wasn't playing a game, he was completely unconscious.

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

After the little lass had laid out all the conditions, the special hidden quest [Join the Back Mountain Study] had officially triggered, and he had directly chosen to accept it.

This was the first quest he had triggered since transmigrating!

"The quest has triggered—this wave is solid!" Lu Xun thought.

And then he jumped without hesitation.

Actually, this hidden quest was essentially a lucky slot in "Heavenly Dust."

Whoever could trigger it first, complete a series of tasks to reach the Demon Sect, and then trigger this hidden quest, could become the Master's disciple at the cost of one revive!

Every player had revive chances; it was all about first come, first served.

Back then, that lucky guy had just been fortunate, stumbling through a series of quests to reach the Demon Sect, then taking a cliff dive to become the Master's disciple.

It was basically the game handing out a perk.

Now Lu Xun had snatched the lead.

But the process was agonizing—after all, in the game, pain could be nullified, but in reality, it couldn't.

Still, he jumped.

What a beast.

No, what a beast among beasts!

That said, at this moment, the Demon Sect's Sect Master, Shen Yan, was also deep in thought.

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

But... the Master was away traveling!

And this young brother was down to his last breath...

For a moment, even the Demon Sect's Sect Master, Shen Yan, didn't know how to proceed.

After all, even as the Sect Master, he had no right to make decisions for the Master.

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

Although the Master always gave off a gentle, refined impression, like a spring breeze, this was about taking on a disciple.

If this young brother really became the Master's disciple, he would be Mao Nanbei's junior brother, and the Second Martial Aunt to everyone else present.

The Martial Uncle was lying on the ground in such a miserable state—shouldn't we do something?

But what if the Master didn't accept him?

Plus, that strange, invisible force just now, and the bizarre survival from the cliff fall, added another layer of mystery, making everything seem suddenly shrouded in fog.

What if there was trouble lurking in it!

A cold, clear voice rang out at that moment, arriving before the person did.

The voice sounded icy, with odd pauses and a very slow cadence:

"The... Master says it's... fine."

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

—The Master's second disciple, the Second Martial Aunt to everyone present, Mao Nanbei's Second Senior Sister.

It seemed she had contacted the Master through a special channel and received his approval.

Then everything was simple.

At this moment, Lu Xun, lying on the ground like a pile of mud, had no idea that the quest information had changed.

The quest info now read:

[Special Hidden Quest: Become a Disciple of the Back Mountain Study (Completed)]!

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