Recruiting Disciples, I'm Truly Brilliant

The side peak where the Handyman Disciples belonged.

Ye Jingyun, as always, rose early and worked late, tirelessly practicing the [Savage God Fist].

His expression was firm, his eyes as still as a deep, ancient well. It was as if even if the sky were to fall, it wouldn't affect his cultivation of the fist technique.

Although his punches were still slow and lacked power, combined with various strange postures and a rhythmic breathing pattern, he gave off an increasingly natural aura.

It was as if he were a tree, a blade of grass, a grain of sand in this world. He could coexist with all things in heaven and earth, and most negative energy could no longer affect him.

Ye Jingyun appeared unremarkable, even ordinary.

But he was a protagonist in a rags-to-riches story, possessed a steadfast state of mind, immense luck, and two top-tier cultivation techniques.

Undoubtedly, he was destined for great things one day.

As for Yuwen Shengxin, she hadn't slacked off these past few days.

Ever since Lin Feng personally enlightened her a few days ago, she had come to understand herself and had a clear vision for her cultivation path.

In just a few short days, her strength had soared from the early stage of the True Immortal realm to the Extreme Dao Realm.

She was only a sliver of opportunity away from breaking through to the King Realm.

Although she was still worlds away from the Emperor Realm, as long as she cultivated diligently, she would surely recover her peak level from her past life and even surpass it.

Tens of thousands of miles away from the Divine Sword Sect.

In a very remote border town.

"Little Immortal, our entire town is grateful for your great kindness!"

"If not for you, Little Immortal, descending and helping us slay the demonic beasts and bandits from Black Wind Mountain outside the town, our entire town would likely have been drenched in blood."

"Your kindness, Little Immortal, is higher than the heavens and deeper than the seas. We have no way to repay you."

"Little Immortal above, please accept our bow!"

The densely packed villagers, their expressions filled with emotion, bowed in thanks.

Before them stood a handsome young man, about sixteen or seventeen years old.

A smile played on his lips as he casually raised his hand.

"You are too kind."

"Mere demonic beasts are like ants in the eyes of us cultivators; they vanish with a wave of the hand."

"As for those bandits who plagued the neighborhood, when they encounter cultivators like us, their time is up."

"Upholding the weak and supporting the strong, punishing evil and promoting good, and shouting out when encountering injustice – that is the tenet of our Divine Sword Sect."

The young man spoke with a proud and resonant voice.

Then, he glanced at everyone present and added:

"My arrival here today signifies that I have a connection with this place."

"On behalf of the Divine Sword Sect, I have decided to bestow a great opportunity upon your town today."

"Town Chief, gather all the young people in the town for testing. If they can pass the trial, they will be accepted into the Divine Sword Sect as Handyman Disciples."

This young man was Ye Xuan, who was out on a trial.

Upon hearing his words, the scene instantly erupted.

"Is this true?"

"The children from our town can also join the legendary immortal cultivation sect?"

"Quick, quick, go call back Zhang Erwa who's chopping wood, and Li Dapang..."

The Town Chief was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.

He immediately instructed someone to gather all the young men in the town.

Not long after, Ye Xuan stepped forward to test the talent and bone structure of each person who had been summoned.

Although many people came, only two had relatively good talent, and one possessed a simple and steadfast state of mind. In the end, they passed the trial and were accepted into the Divine Sword Sect.

"Time flies in the mountains; a thousand years pass in the world. In the blink of an eye, it's been about a month since I descended the mountain..."

Ye Xuan sighed inwardly.

When he descended the mountain, the Sect Master had personally assigned him a mission.

He was to recruit a batch of Handyman Disciples with good talent and character from the mortal world.

This was a golden opportunity for him to prove himself to the Sect Master.

He certainly couldn't let the Sect Master down and had gone all out.

However, this required strategy.

After all, in the outside world, the Divine Sword Sect was rumored to be a dilapidated and fallen sect. Everyone believed that the Divine Sword Sect's legacy had long been broken, and it had no future whatsoever.

So, he took a different approach, specifically targeting small villages and towns in the border regions.

These places were already isolated, so the people there naturally hadn't heard of the Divine Sword Sect.

Even less did they know what kind of sect the Divine Sword Sect was.

Furthermore, for these people, as long as they could join a sect, it was like ascending to heaven. They wouldn't care whether it was a major sect or a minor one.

This was something Ye Xuan hadn't anticipated.

Therefore, all he had to do was keep moving from place to place, continuously killing demonic beasts and some wicked bandits, and displaying his powerful strength to the villagers. The villagers would naturally be extremely grateful and would compete to have their children join the Divine Sword Sect.

"This method is good, I'm truly incredibly smart." Ye Xuan chuckled inwardly, a naked hint of smugness appearing on his face.

After a month of full effort, he had already recruited dozens of handyman disciples.

Ye Xuan drew a simple map and handed it to them, telling them to make their way to the Divine Sword Sect to report.

It wouldn't be long before they arrived at the Divine Sword Sect one after another.

"Heh heh, if the Sect Master sees these dozens of handyman disciples, he should praise me for being capable, right?" Ye Xuan thought to himself, anticipation uncontrollably appearing in his eyes.

With this matter concluded and his objective achieved, Ye Xuan didn't linger. He prepared to head to the next village and town to continue searching for potential handyman disciples.

Several days later.

In a mountain range shrouded in mist.

Ye Xuan was hidden in a hollow behind a large rock, vigilantly observing the slightest movement outside through the gaps in the vines.

His expression was solemn, and he fully circulated the spiritual energy in his sea of consciousness, poised for action.

In his hand, an ancient sword, entirely crimson, was sharp and ready, yet held back.

"Damn it!"

"I didn't expect to run into an elder from the Iron Sword Sect, Zhang Xiong, here!"

"What a coincidence, I've really run into bad luck."

Ye Xuan cursed inwardly.

A few days prior, he had left the previous town and spent several days searching to confirm the next village.

Yesterday, he went to this village as usual to recruit handyman disciples.

But who would have thought that Zhang Xiong, an elder of the Iron Sword Sect, would also be in this small village?

Upon learning that Ye Xuan was a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, Zhang Xiong naturally slandered them, saying the Divine Sword Sect was nothing, and that Lin Feng was a good-for-nothing who was barely hanging on. His words were as harsh as could be.

The matter of recruiting handyman disciples was directly scuttled.

Coupled with those unpleasant words, Ye Xuan was furious.

Ye Xuan had long since developed a strong sense of belonging to the Divine Sword Sect, and he revered the Sect Master as if he were a god.

How could he tolerate Zhang Xiong, that old scoundrel, speaking such insults about the Divine Sword Sect and the Sect Master?

Therefore, even though his strength was far inferior to Zhang Xiong's, he retorted on the spot.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Xiong couldn't win the argument, he became enraged and harbored a desire to kill Ye Xuan.

Afterward, Zhang Xiong, disregarding his reputation, unleashed a killing move, intending to kill Ye Xuan on the spot.

However, what Zhang Xiong never expected was