Instruction

Not long after, two pretty young girls came in carrying steaming, lavish dishes. After letting them in, Lei Dong sat at the dining table in the main hall and began to enjoy the food. Coming from a comfortably well-off family, even Lei Dong was stunned after a few bites. Every dish, from the selection of ingredients to the cooking, was made with extreme care and tasted exquisite. Pointing casually at a meat dish and asking about it, one of the pretty young girls immediately explained cautiously and fearfully. The main ingredient was pork, but the pigs were chosen from excellent breeds from a young age. Each pig was raised by a dedicated person. The food they were fed consisted of some cultivated medicinal herbs. Eating this kind of pork regularly was not only very beneficial for improving physical fitness but could also indirectly increase cultivation speed.

In the mortal world, raising such a pig would likely bankrupt a comfortably well-off family. But in the Yin Sha Sect, it was an ordinary item, only provided for junior disciples to eat. Senior disciples wouldn't even deign to eat these dishes. The rest of the fruits and vegetables were mostly the result of painstaking effort, consuming countless people's time, energy, and financial resources.

After a full meal, Lei Dong, who had the mind of an adult, did feel some desire to flirt with these two pretty young girls. However, he forcefully suppressed this desire. He directly had them clear the table and leave, then went into the study.

Yesterday, Lei Dong had learned that there were quite a few books in the study. They didn't involve any demonic arts, immortal techniques, or cultivation methods, but were mostly books on basic knowledge and common knowledge about cultivation. Many were broad, conceptual books. There were also some on the geography of the Cultivation World, introductions to various sects, biographies of figures, and so on. Reading these things would gradually help him understand the Cultivation World.

After reading for half a day, Lei Dong found it quite interesting. But at that moment, a message came from the gatekeeper. All new disciples were to gather in the main hall of the Myriad Ghost Cave; the Ancestor had instructions and arrangements.

When Lei Dong went out the door, he found a sturdy servant already waiting outside. The servant respectfully led him to outside the main hall, then silently withdrew.

Entering the main hall, he estimated it was still early; only two young men had arrived early. Seeing Lei Dong, they nodded slightly. Although they were only about ten years old, their demeanor was mature and steady, with an extraordinary bearing. Lei Dong naturally recognized them; they were children from wealthy and powerful families in large countries, with better knowledge and social skills than ordinary farm children.

"Brother Chen Ge, Brother Wei Hua, did you sleep well last night?" Lei Dong walked over and greeted them neither humbly nor arrogantly. He thought quite highly of these two. Although their talent and potential were unknown and he hadn't interacted with them much, these two young men were much more cautious and steady than others. On the path of cultivation, no one could guarantee there wouldn't be accidents. They were all young people and fellow sect brothers; investing in relationships was unavoidable. More friends meant more paths, and helping each other would always let them go further.

"Pretty good, pretty good. Seeing Brother Lei in high spirits, it seems you rested well too." The mature young man Wei Hua nodded and smiled again. He also had a deep impression of Lei Dong. Due to his family background, he had been sophisticated in worldly affairs since childhood. He could see that Lei Dong was much more composed and mature than ordinary young men, making him worth befriending.

"Brother Lei, from now on we're all fellow sect brothers. Please take care of us from time to time." Chen Ge also knew that small groups were unavoidable anywhere. This Lei Dong seemed acceptable, far better than those crying young boys and girls. Associating with him wouldn't hold them back.

Lei Dong humbly exchanged a few pleasantries, and the three chatted happily. After chatting for a quarter of an hour, the other young boys and girls began to arrive one after another. The slowest ones kept Lei Dong and the others waiting for half an hour before finally showing up late. However, Lei Dong noticed that one young man still hadn't arrived.

But at that moment, the Myriad Ghost Ancestor from yesterday walked in from the side hall. He wore a black robe, his gaze dark and fierce. The moment Lei Dong's eyes fell on him, he felt a wave of icy coldness strike him. He quickly averted his gaze, lowering his head with a respectful expression.

From some scattered common knowledge about cultivation, Lei Dong vaguely knew that this Myriad Ghost Ancestor was a figure on the Golden Core Path, extremely formidable. He probably didn't even need to lift a finger to make Lei Dong die a horrible death. Faced with this irresistible sense of danger, Lei Dong's heart was filled with anxiety, and he became even more afraid of showing any disrespect to the Myriad Ghost Ancestor.

Yesterday, the three with the top thirty talent rankings were a twelve or thirteen-year-old young man, a fourteen-year-old young girl, and the last one was a little boy of only six or seven. They followed behind the Myriad Ghost Ancestor, their expressions still full of curiosity. Especially the little boy, who looked around left and right, looking delighted.

The Myriad Ghost Ancestor's gaze swept lightly. When it landed on Lei Dong, that irresistible icy fear immediately struck him, like a tender white rabbit being stared down by a fierce tiger, a sense of imminent doom. It felt as if the other party could crush him, this little shrimp, at any moment with just a thought. His heart was terrified; he could only show fear, terror, along with respect and admiration. Fortunately, this process only lasted a moment. The pressure on Lei Dong suddenly decreased, obviously the Myriad Ghost Ancestor's gaze had moved elsewhere. Relieved, he was horrified to find his back was already soaked with sweat.

Lei Dong secretly glanced at Chen Ge and Wei Hua beside him, finding that their temples were also glistening with sweat, yet their faces were still full of respect and admiration. He couldn't help but think to himself that children from wealthy and powerful families were indeed much more mature.

Lei Dong and the other two were fine, but a few were so scared they fell on their backsides, and some couldn't bear the terror and collapsed to the ground, wailing loudly.

Without guessing, it was clear that today the Myriad Ghost Ancestor was deliberately testing everyone's temperament. He certainly wouldn't be in a good mood towards those who performed disgracefully. Sure enough, a group of fierce servants stormed in, apologized to the Ancestor, and then, two to a person, pinned down those boys and girls who had lost their composure and were wailing. They raised whips with withered bone handles and began to lash them, crackling, one stroke after another. Each stroke split the skin and flesh, horrifying to behold. They kept lashing; who knew how many strokes they intended to deliver?

Soon, the quick-witted ones hurriedly stopped crying. As soon as they stopped crying, the servants immediately stopped beating them and instead took out spiritual medicine to treat the gruesome wounds on their backs. Most of those who came here weren't stupid. Seeing that as long as they didn't cry, they wouldn't be beaten, they all learned to be good and stopped their sobbing.

The sound of the leather whip, which had been ringing incessantly, finally died down. Although the whip hadn't struck him, Lei Dong's heart was still filled with shock and fear. His face showed an even more respectful expression as he stood aside, not daring to make the slightest move. The others were all the same.

Only then did the Myriad Ghost Ancestor's expression soften slightly, and he even revealed a smile uglier than crying. He no longer exerted his pressure on the disciples, but spoke in a gentle voice: "All disciples of the Myriad Ghost Cave of the Yin Sha Sect..." He rambled on for a long time. With the precedent of the beating fresh in their minds, no one dared to show the slightest hint of impatience.

After the Myriad Ghost Ancestor finally finished his lecture, the servants distributed a box to each person as a welcome gift for new disciples. After the Myriad Ghost Ancestor left, the twenty-odd new disciples dispersed. Lei Dong nodded goodbye to Chen Ge and Wei Hua before returning to his own bedroom.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Lei Dong only then felt his legs trembling, his heart filled with a chill. That Myriad Ghost Ancestor was truly a terrifying existence; it seemed a single glance from him could make you feel completely exposed and doomed to eternal damnation. Taking a few deep breaths until his breathing steadied, Lei Dong opened the box, laid out the contents one by one on the bed, and carefully examined and studied them.

The first item was a set of pitch-black clothes. They felt soft to the touch and slightly cool; he didn't know what material they were woven from. But judging by the style, they were probably the uniform for newly initiated junior disciples like himself.

There was also an object carved into the shape of a small scroll, made of something that looked like jade but wasn't. Having undergone some training before joining the sect, Lei Dong was momentarily stunned, then guessed that this was a jade slip used exclusively by cultivators to record or read information. His heart secretly rejoiced; could it contain cultivation techniques or something similar? Holding it in his hand, following the instructions from the training, he slowly focused his attention on the jade slip.

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