A Stinky Sweeper in the Daoist Sanctuary

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It's clearly your own arrogance that makes the inner disciples look down on you. I don't know where you get your sense of superiority.

Jinguang silently complained in his heart.

The matter was roughly like this: when they first entered the sect, they were only at the Heavenly Immortal realm, not particularly high. It was only because their roots and talents were decent that they were taken in as attendants.

Some inner disciples, however, had already reached the Mystic Immortal realm while roaming the Primordial World, and a few had even attained the Golden Immortal stage.

Chang'er, with his Heavenly Immortal cultivation, prided himself on being one of the Seven Attendant Immortals. He always carried himself with an air of superiority. The inner disciples, wary of his status as a Seven Attendant Immortal, would endure it whenever possible.

But endurance has its limits. Sure enough, today he got into another verbal altercation with an inner disciple, which escalated into a fight, and he ended up getting beaten.

Only after losing did he come to seek the Master's justice.

Who would have thought the Master couldn't be bothered to care, even considering the conflict a good thing.

"Enough, brother. The Master himself doesn't want to get involved. Let's just drop it. Once our cultivation improves, who would dare provoke us?"

Jinguang spoke up again, trying to persuade him.

If it weren't for the fact that they were both among the Seven Attendant Immortals, he really wouldn't want to stick around Chang'er. This guy was just asking for trouble.

"If I don't avenge this, my Dao heart will be unstable!"

"I heard that Senior Disciple Brother Xian Junyu was confined to the Daoist Sanctuary for three hundred years by the Master for some mistake. He should be released soon. Since the Master won't intervene, I'll go stir up Senior Disciple Brother!"

Chang'er had no intention of giving up.

Having been scolded and beaten, if he didn't retaliate, he wouldn't be Chang'er Dingguang Xian.

Jinguang, hearing this, was startled.

He quickly tried to dissuade him:

"Brother, have you lost your mind? Senior Disciple Brother is confined to the sanctuary. No one in the sect dares to mention him, not even the Master has said a word about it!"

"If you go to Senior Disciple Brother, you might anger the Master. And besides, neither of us truly knows what Senior Disciple Brother is like. This is too reckless..."

Indeed, aside from the first few who joined the sect, those who had entered the Jie Sect in the past few hundred years had never seen Xian Junyu, or if they had, they didn't know that person was him.

This was Xian Junyu's instruction—he didn't want them to reveal anything about him, and he had even reminded the Daoist children.

Tongtian, seeing this, tacitly agreed not to bring up Xian Junyu's matter.

His purpose was to observe what kind of people these newcomers really were.

However, this led later Jie Sect disciples to only know that there was a Senior Disciple Brother named Xian Junyu who had been locked up three hundred years ago.

They naturally assumed this Senior Disciple Brother must be disliked by the Master, or why else would he be confined?

"Heh, I've heard that Senior Disciple Brother is at the Taiyi realm, the strongest on the entire Mount Kunlun!"

"He had the guts to offend the Master, a Saint. Dealing with a few inner disciples would be nothing. I'm confident Senior Disciple Brother will help me!"

Chang'er looked utterly self-assured.

When he met Senior Disciple Brother Xian Junyu, with that fearless personality of his, plus Chang'er's embellished rhetoric, dealing with a few inner disciples would be as easy as flipping his hand.

What Chang'er didn't know was that his entire conversation with Jinguang had been overheard by Xian Junyu, who was sweeping leaves in the sanctuary.

Xian Junyu watched this Chang'er Dingguang Xian and let out a cold laugh.

He had thought Chang'er was merely aloof in temperament, but he didn't expect him to be so skilled at stirring up trouble. His scheming was far from light.

This kind of troublemaker who went around causing conflict—how utterly detestable!

"Brother, have you considered one thing? We don't even know where Senior Disciple Brother is. How will you find him?"

Jinguang said with a helpless expression.

Chang'er was far too good at causing trouble. Sticking with him would only lead to ruin. Jinguang decided that after today, he would avoid this guy at all costs—the farther, the better.

"Well... that is indeed a problem..."

Asked this question, Chang'er fell into thought.

Those little Daoist children seemed to have been gag-ordered by the Master, not daring to mention Senior Disciple Brother at all. Asking them would yield nothing.

As for the other Four Personal Disciples, each one was impossibly aloof. Even if he asked them, it was hard to say whether they'd bother to respond.

As Chang'er pondered, his peripheral vision caught sight of the menial sweeping leaves in the sanctuary. His eyes lit up.

This menial had been sweeping the sanctuary ever since Chang'er entered the sect. He must have clues about Senior Disciple Brother.

He'd sound him out.

Immediately, Chang'er shouted at the menial:

"Hey! You, the sweeper over there! Yes, I'm talking to you. Come here, I have something to ask!"

Chang'er's tone was utterly rude, not treating the sweeper as anyone of consequence.

Xian Junyu, seeing that this Chang'er fellow had actually taken the initiative to call him over, decided to play along and see just how much more trouble this guy could stir up. He walked over.

Jinguang Xian, watching the sweeper menial, didn't think much of it either.

A mere sweeper—who would pay attention to him? Not to mention the later Seven Attendant Immortals, even the Inner Sect Disciples had never once taken notice of this sweeper.

They simply thought Xian Junyu was an ordinary menial laborer.

"Daoist friend, is there something you wish to call me for?"

Xian Junyu looked up at Chang Er with a face full of naive bewilderment.

Chang Er, standing in front, instantly wore a look of disgust at the words.

"Daoist friend," indeed—how generous of him to gild his own face. A mere sweeper, who's your Daoist friend?

But to get news of the Senior Disciple Brother, Chang Er held back his contempt and asked flatly:

"This Daoist friend, I see you've been in the Jie Sect for no short time. Do you know anything about the sect's Senior Disciple Brother, Xian Junyu?"

He didn't ask where he was right away, but instead probed sideways about what he knew—quite clever, really.

"Senior Disciple Brother Xian Junyu... of course I know. I've heard that his talent in cultivation is so high, it's rarely seen in the world!"

"Not only is his cultivation talent extraordinary, he's also extremely handsome, known as the most beautiful man in the Primordial. The female cultivators who like him line up all the way from Mount Kunlun to the West..."

Asked about himself, Xian Junyu shamelessly launched into a string of praises about himself, practically exalting him to the heavens.

Jin Guang and Chang Er were left utterly speechless.

They only asked if he knew about the Senior Disciple Brother—who told him to start praising him? And female cultivators lined up to the West? That's too exaggerated.

Though a bit exasperated, Chang Er had nonetheless gleaned something useful on the side.

This stinking sweeper admired the Senior Disciple Brother so much—he must know a great deal. It seemed he had found the right person after all.

Thinking this, and seeing the guy still rambling, Chang Er quickly cut him off.

"Alright, alright, this Daoist friend, we all know how impressive the Senior Disciple Brother is. No need for the flattery!"

"I heard that three hundred years ago, the Senior Disciple Brother offended the Master and was confined to the Daoist Sanctuary. Do you know about that?"

Chang Er asked with a look of curiosity.

He still hadn't asked where the Senior Disciple Brother was, continuing his sideways probing, playing every little trick he had.

As for these petty schemes, Xian Junyu didn't expose them. He was bored today anyway, so he might as well have some fun with this Chang Er.