Just Three Moves? Fine! I Agree!

Jing Pu turned around and saw Ling An'an, her eyes red-rimmed and face full of anxiety, gliding over on a Flying Sword. Beside her was a White-haired Old Man Jing Pu did not recognize.

As soon as Ling An'an arrived before Jing Pu, she hurriedly looked at him and said:

"Senior, why did you leave?"

Ling Tiannan, who had come along with her, also hurriedly said in some panic:

"Yes, yes, Senior, why did you leave?"

It was one thing for Ling An'an to call him Senior, but this old man too???

Jing Pu looked strangely at Ling Tiannan, while Ling An'an froze for a moment and hurriedly said:

"This is my Master, True Man Tiannan."

Ling Tiannan froze, then repeatedly waved his hands as he looked at Jing Pu with some trepidation.

"I dare not call myself True Man, I dare not..."

But once Ling Tiannan finished speaking, he saw Ling An'an glaring at him beside him. He froze, remembered something, and then said awkwardly:

"Mm... True Man is fine too..."

Damn it, he had nearly forgotten—the Senior was currently posing as a mortal...

Jing Pu paused. Ling An'an's Master?

Then he had to be very powerful.

Afterward, Jing Pu gave a somewhat bitter smile and said:

"No... it's my own problem. I don't have any spirituality, so there's no way for me to pass the assessment and become an Outer Disciple."

Jing Pu had thought that an Outer Disciple merely swept floors, stood guard, served tea, and poured water—things that did not require spirituality. Now it seemed he had been overthinking it.

Even serving tea and pouring water in a Cultivation Sect required spirituality.

Jing Pu's words left Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an both stunned.

No spirituality?

That was utter nonsense. How could the Senior possibly lack spirituality!

In an instant, Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an understood. Oh~~~~ so that was what was going on!!

It seemed the Senior intended to keep up the mortal disguise to the very end. If so... could this be the Senior's test?!

He was deliberately concealing his spirituality, testing whether the Divine Sword Sect had the ability to recognize a pearl hidden in the dust.

Right!!

That had to be it!!

At once, expressions of as expected of my prized self appeared on Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an's faces.

Only... the problem now was how to invite the Senior back...

It was all that assessment officer's fault for driving the Senior away. How could they invite him back without drawing attention to it now...

Ling Tiannan stared blankly at Jing Pu before hurriedly saying:

"Well... Senior..."

Jing Pu paused, then helplessly smiled and waved his hand.

"I really am not a Senior. I'm just an ordinary person. Just call me Jing Pu..."

Jing Pu knew that perhaps his appearance, along with various other factors, had caused people to mistake him for some great immortal. But in truth, he was nothing at all.

Ling Tiannan froze. To be honest, he did not dare address Jing Pu directly by name, even if that name was most likely fake.

But since the Senior would not let him call him that... Ling Tiannan paused before hurriedly saying:

"Then... Young Master Jing?"

Jing Pu could not quite understand why this old man was treating him so well. He raised a brow and said:

"Does this Senior have some other business with me?"

Being called Senior by Jing Pu made Ling Tiannan's heart tremble, but he could only accept it. Then Ling Tiannan cautiously said:

"Young Master Jing... that painting you gave An'an before... did you paint it yourself?"

Jing Pu paused, nodded somewhat bewilderedly, and said, "Yes. Didn't it even have my signature on it? Didn't you see it?"

Ling Tiannan froze, his face filled with excitement. Naturally, he had not seen the signature. The painting had only been opened one-tenth of the way when a tide of Principle Profound Mechanism and the mysteries of heaven and earth had poured into his mind. If it were fully opened, all that unfathomable Dao Charm would surge into his consciousness. Ling Tiannan estimated that he would faint for three days and three nights.

After pausing for a moment, Jing Pu looked at the excited Ling Tiannan and instantly understood something.

Jing Pu immediately raised a brow and smiled. "What, does Senior like those paintings too?"

Ling Tiannan did not quite understand what Jing Pu meant. Of course he liked them. Who would not like such a thing?

But at the mention of this, Ling Tiannan immediately remembered something. He nodded excitedly at Jing Pu and said:

"Yes, Senior... ah... no, Young Master Jing, I like your paintings very, very much. Look, could you stay in our Divine Sword Sect and paint one from time to time?"

Hearing Ling Tiannan say this and seeing how he was dressed, Jing Pu's face lit up with excitement.

"Really??!"

Jing Pu truly wanted to remain in the Divine Sword Sect. After all, this was a cultivation world. Without a sect's protection, it was simply too dangerous. Who knew when he might run into a demonic beast and kick the bucket?

Seeing Jing Pu's excited expression, Ling Tiannan paused, then felt rather pleased with himself. He really was a great genius—he had invited the Senior back without giving anything away. Mm~~~ judging by the Senior's expression, he must especially appreciate him!!

Ling Tiannan immediately slapped his chest and laughed.

"Of course, Young Master Jing. I have the final say here. Come with me, and I'll arrange a residence for you right away."

Jing Pu immediately nodded excitedly.

"Alright."

Jing Pu had not expected his mundane skills to truly earn him a place to settle down.

Then again, old men of this age really liked this sort of thing.

Ling Tiannan immediately made a gesture of invitation, while Ling An'an smiled and hurriedly said:

"Senior, quickly follow Master."

In the end, the three of them headed back toward the mountaintop together, chatting and laughing. They did not use Flying Swords this time, mainly because Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an wanted to talk with Jing Pu a little longer along the way.

When the three were nearing the previous Outer Disciple assessment site, they saw Di Chen looking down at Jing Pu below with a strange expression.

Di Chen had already thoroughly learned what had happened from the assessment officer here.

Di Chen had concluded that this brat called Jing Pu was nothing more than a damn fraud, fishing for fame and reputation!!

As the great genius of the Divine Sword Sect, how could Di Chen possibly allow this brat to worm his way into the Divine Sword Sect? Would that not ruin its reputation?

This was Di Chen's first time seeing Jing Pu. The moment he saw him, Di Chen could not help but freeze.

This Jing Pu's appearance... truly did resemble a great immortal from the Upper Realm. Every glance and smile, every lift of his hand and movement of his feet, was as unfathomable as the vast universe itself. Before Jing Pu, Di Chen felt as tiny as a grain of sand in the desert, a fry in the sea.

But after freezing for only a moment, Di Chen gave a cold snort and paid it no mind. It was probably because of this brat's appearance that he had successfully deceived Ling Tiannan and Ling An'an.

Thinking of this, Di Chen revealed a smug smile. But unfortunately for him, he had encountered Di Chen, the great genius. As Ling Tiannan's Dao companion of many years, he naturally would not allow his muddleheaded senior brother to be deceived.

Once Jing Pu and the others came up, Di Chen walked before Jing Pu, raised a brow, and said:

"You are Jing Pu, then? You want to join our Divine Sword Sect?"

Jing Pu paused, hurriedly looked up at Di Chen, and then quickly nodded.

"Indeed. May I ask which immortal you are?"

But before Di Chen could speak, Ling Tiannan glared at him through gritted teeth and shouted angrily:

"What are you trying to do? Watch your attitude!!"

Ling Tiannan truly wanted to give Di Chen two slaps. He had just managed to coax the Senior back—what the hell was Di Chen trying to do?!

Seeing Ling Tiannan like this, Di Chen inwardly smiled bitterly. My dear senior brother, I'm doing this for your own good!!

Otherwise, if word got out that an elder of the Divine Sword Sect had been led around by the nose by some wet-behind-the-ears brat, would that not be utterly humiliating? His reputation in his later years would be ruined!

Di Chen ignored Ling Tiannan and instead looked at Jing Pu with his chin raised.

"I am the Law Enforcement Elder of the Divine Sword Sect. These matters fall under my jurisdiction. I do not care how you deceived Elder Ling, but if you wish to enter the Divine Sword Sect, you must pass my test!"

A test?

Jing Pu instinctively asked in confusion, "What test?"

Di Chen immediately raised his chin and said, "I'll choose someone for you to spar with. I won't bully you either—if you can withstand three moves from him, I'll count it as your win, and you may enter the Divine Sword Sect. How about it?!"

As soon as Di Chen finished speaking, Ling Tiannan could barely restrain himself from rushing over, covering Di Chen's mouth, and giving him two punches.

But... at that moment, Jing Pu paused, then suddenly raised a brow.

"Just three moves?"

"Fine! I agree!"