Venerable Yuanshi Recruits Xian Junyu

Xian Junyu is the First Disciple of Mount Kunlun. He holds a significant position before the three Saints; they are merely attendants, and he isn't even considered a disciple.

Naturally, they were exceptionally polite to this First Disciple.

Of course, this politeness was directed solely at him. As for others, it was a different story.

Xian Junyu didn't say anything further and walked in.

"Stop! The Saint only sees his Senior Disciple Brothers, he didn't say he wanted to see you. Wait outside!"

Just as Duobao was about to follow Xian Junyu in, he was ruthlessly stopped by two attendants.

Compared to the smiling welcome Xian Junyu received, the attendants' attitude towards Duobao was vastly different.

"Ah, this... Esteemed Daoist Friends, I've come to seek apprenticeship. I hope you can accommodate me!" As he spoke, Duobao even took out two Spiritual Treasures.

The attendants didn't even glance at the two Spiritual Treasures.

Did they think they could pull this stunt at a Saint's dojo? Moreover, a mere two ordinary Spiritual Treasures – were they trying to bribe a beggar?

Saint Yuqing was exceptionally skilled at artifact refining. Did they think these ordinary Spiritual Treasures would impress them? What a joke!

Xian Junyu, seeing this, also smiled faintly.

He had to admit, Duobao was quite resourceful, producing two Spiritual Treasures just like that. Unfortunately, he had come to the wrong place. If he had gone elsewhere, like the West, this tactic would have definitely worked.

But his Second Martial Uncle, Venerable Yuanshi, was a Saint who specialized in artifact refining. Ordinary Spiritual Treasures were no different from junk here.

Seeing that the two attendants were unmoved, Duobao intended to take out more Spiritual Treasures. Xian Junyu, witnessing this, quickly spoke up:

"Daoist Duobao, this is a Saint's dojo. You should put away your things!"

"Wait here for a moment, let me see the Saint first!"

As attendants to a Saint who excelled at artifact refining, he knew how high their standards were. Even if Duobao produced a pile of Spiritual Treasures, it would only be him humiliating himself.

"Uh... Alright then!"

Seeing that Xian Junyu had spoken, Duobao could only give up.

At the same time, he was very shocked by the Saint's attendants. They weren't moved by Spiritual Treasures; no one under a Saint was simple.

After asking Duobao to wait here, Xian Junyu entered the Saint's residence.

Upon entering a particularly large room, he saw his Second Martial Uncle seated high on a cushion, suspended in mid-air, enveloped in Saintly aura.

"Yuer has arrived. Sit!"

As he spoke, a cushion flew out from the side and landed before Xian Junyu.

"Thank you, Second Martial Uncle, for the seat!"

After paying his respects and expressing his gratitude, he sat down cross-legged.

Yuanshi also descended from mid-air, opened his eyes, and looked at the person before him with a gentle expression, speaking slowly.

"Yuer, how long has it been since you last visited?"

While asking, he secretly assessed Xian Junyu's cultivation. Upon seeing that he was only at the Mid-Earth Immortal Realm, Yuanshi frowned, his brows almost furrowing together.

How long had it been? Still Earth Immortal Realm. What was his third brother, Tongtian, doing?!

"Replying to Second Martial Uncle, it seems to be over seven hundred years..."

During the first one or two hundred years after entering Kunlun, he frequently visited his First and Second Martial Uncles. He wanted to build a good relationship with them to avoid being killed during the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

He hoped that with this relationship, his two Martial Uncles would show him mercy.

But once the relationships were mostly established, he had barely left his own cave dwelling.

"Seven hundred years, and still Earth Immortal Realm. I truly don't know how your Master, Tongtian, teaches his disciples!"

"Still Earth Immortal Realm after so many years, and at the mid-stage at that. He's such an incompetent Master!"

Yuanshi didn't mince words. He first criticized Tongtian's teaching methods and then called him an incompetent Master, almost to his face.

He had high hopes for Xian Junyu, a congenital being formed from the first ray of innate immortal qi. If his third brother hadn't snatched him up first.

He would have definitely taken him as his eldest disciple.

He disdained those with scales and horns, or those born from dampness and eggs. But towards innate beings like Xian Junyu, he had no prejudice; on the contrary, he liked him exceptionally.

He was also very concerned about his third brother Tongtian's disciple.

Hearing this, Xian Junyu looked embarrassed. His Second Martial Uncle was speaking about his Master in front of him, and he couldn't say anything.

He was his Master's elder brother and an elder. As a junior, he had no room to retort.

So, he could only say:

"Second Martial Uncle, this has nothing to do with Master. It's my own problem..."

It would have been better if Xian Junyu hadn't said anything. But with these words, Yuanshi became even more enraged.

He directly interrupted, saying unhappily:

"Nonsense! What problem could you have? You are the first ray of innate immortal qi to manifest form. Your origins surpass ninety percent of the beings in the Primordial Era. If you hadn't manifested form a little later, you would have certainly been among the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace!"

"With such origins, yet you can't even break through to Heavenly Immortal under Tongtian. Isn't he misleading his disciples? In my opinion, he's a foolish Master, undeserving of the title!"

Yuanshi grew more agitated as he spoke, his words becoming harsher, wishing he could belittle Tongtian into worthlessness.

Seeing that his Second Martial Uncle was about to lose his temper.

Xian Junyu quickly interjected, "Second Martial Uncle, it truly has nothing to do with my Master. I'm just not interested in cultivation myself..."

This matter really had nothing to do with his Master; it was because he himself didn't want to strive. If he truly wanted to cultivate, becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal would be almost guaranteed, let alone a Quasi-Saint.

But the moment he thought about the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, and how the Intercepting Sect would be destroyed, he lost all motivation to cultivate.

Think about it, after all your hard work cultivating, you either end up working for the West, or your soul gets listed on the Investiture of the Gods and you become an office worker in the Heavenly Court. Who the hell has the motivation to cultivate for that!

"Hmph! Just because the disciple isn't interested in cultivation doesn't mean Tongtian, as his Master, isn't responsible!"

Mentioning his third brother Tongtian made him angry. Putting his third brother aside, he looked at Xian Junyu before him and said gently, "Junyu, Tongtian is not a good teacher. Why don't you switch sides and come here, join my Heavenly Origin Sect, and take me as your Master!"

"You don't need to rush to refuse. Listen to the benefits I'm offering first. If you join my Heavenly Origin Sect, I promise you the position of Vice Sect Master, and you will wield the Pangu Banner. You'll be second only to me, above ten thousand others!"

"Moreover, all the resources of the Heavenly Origin Sect will be at your disposal. I can't guarantee a Saint's fruit, but under my guidance, reaching the Great Perfection of Quasi-Saint is not a problem..."

To poach Xian Junyu, Yuanshi was practically offering ninety-nine percent of everything he could possibly give.

Upon hearing this, Xian Junyu exclaimed inwardly, What a generous offer.

First, the promise of the Vice Sect Master position, then letting him wield the innate supreme treasure Pangu Banner, along with resource allocation and so on. Such a grand gesture was something no one would refuse.

Unfortunately, Xian Junyu was not that kind of person. No matter how many benefits he was offered, he would never betray his sect. This was his bottom line!

Having lived another life, he would never be such a petty person, even if it meant his death and the destruction of his Dao.

"Disciple thanks Second Martial Uncle for his deep affection!"

"However, this disciple already has a sect. A master is like a father for life. This disciple will never betray his Master in this life. Even if Master asked me to die, this disciple would have no regrets..."