Even If It's a Lie, Let Him Stay in the Sect for a Full Year [New Book Seeking Everything]

Early morning.

The sky had yet to brighten.

Within Qingzhou.

The Qingyun Dao Sect.

This was an unremarkable sect.

It didn't even have a rank, belonging to the kind of sect that could disappear at any moment.

And today, in the main hall.

The seven disciples of the Qingyun Dao Sect, the only ones they had, were all extremely nervous and excited at this moment.

Because the Sect Leader had sent a letter three days ago, informing them that the Qingyun Dao Sect was about to welcome its eighth disciple.

That's right, they were about to welcome a Little Junior Brother.

Perhaps for other sects, adding a new disciple was a very common occurrence.

But for the Qingyun Dao Sect, adding a new disciple was as difficult as climbing to the heavens.

Sects were like powers in the mortal world; most cultivators' first thought when seeking to join a sect was to find a good sect to rely on.

Setting aside the various resource bonuses, even without resources, the stronger the sect, the higher the safety.

If a disciple from a small sect was bullied when they went out, they could only grit their teeth.

If a disciple from a large sect was bullied, they had the sect to back them up.

It was precisely because of this that many new cultivators chose to go to stronger sects.

And those large sects never looked down on new cultivators; on the contrary, they would take extra care of them.

No one was foolish, and no sect was arrogant enough to not need new disciples to join.

It was also precisely because of this that stronger sects became stronger, and weaker sects became weaker.

Sects like the Qingyun Dao Sect might not see a new disciple in several years.

Now, hearing that another new disciple was coming, how could the sect not be excited?

How could they not be happy?

Inside the main hall of the Qingyun Dao Sect.

Seven figures sat within the hall.

Five men and two women, men on the left, women on the right.

At this moment, the expressions of all seven were somewhat nervous and excited.

However, just then, the first man on the left broke the silence in the hall.

"Everyone, Junior Brothers and Sisters, this time Master has recruited another new disciple for our Qingyun Dao Sect while he was away. This is a joyous occasion."

"However, considering the circumstances from previous times, Master has repeatedly warned us in his letter not to be too enthusiastic, and not to let this Little Junior Brother think we are waste, nor should we let him think our sect is desperate for people."

"So, we must remain calm and put on an air of superiority, maintaining composure as much as possible. As long as this Little Junior Brother stays in our sect for a full year, we can submit the application documents for review as a Third-rank Sect."

The first man on the left spoke thus.

The man was not old, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. Although he wore a plain robe, his appearance alone gave people an indescribable feeling, as if he were an unparalleled swordsman.

This was Su Changyu.

The Senior Disciple Brother of the Qingyun Dao Sect.

As his voice fell, the other disciples nodded one after another.

"We understand."

Their voices rose in unison, answering very seriously.

But after saying this, they fell silent again.

After a short while.

Someone else's voice broke the silence.

"Senior Brother, I can remain calm, but how can I lie? With our level of cultivation, I'm afraid we'll be easily seen through."

The man speaking was about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a delicate appearance. At this moment, he frowned and asked.

This was the sect's Second Disciple Brother, Xu Luochen.

Xu Luochen appeared somewhat troubled. He could remain calm, at worst he wouldn't speak, but asking him to lie was something he truly couldn't do.

Upon hearing this, the other Junior Brothers also showed distressed expressions. They were relatively young and, although they had some experience, their natures were still quite simple. They could deceive others a little, but lying felt rather awkward.

The disciples fell silent.

After a moment, Senior Disciple Brother Su Changyu slowly spoke.

"Actually, you junior brothers might be mistaken. This so-called deception isn't true deceit, but rather maintaining the posture of a master. Our master explained in his letter that our new Little Junior Brother is a complete novice who doesn't understand cultivation at all."

"We just need to exaggerate a little in our respective fields. For example, as Senior Brother, I'm skilled in the Way of the Sword, so I'll teach him a sword art that's fundamentally impossible for him to grasp. Junior Brother Luochen, you're skilled in alchemy, so teach him some alchemy techniques that are impossible to achieve."

"Although he'll discover the truth sooner or later, delaying it for a year should be fine. After a year, our Qingyun Dao Sect will be qualified to submit our records. Once our sect is promoted to Third-rank, good times will be here."

Senior Disciple Brother Su Changyu said this, and a smile that couldn't be hidden spread across his face as he mentioned the promotion to Third-rank.

"Senior Brother, now that you've put it that way, we understand. We're only deceiving him for a year. If he discovers it after a year and can't accept it, we'll let him leave on his own."

"If he's willing to accept it, and if our Qingyun Dao Sect is fortunate enough to be promoted to Third-rank, he'll also enjoy the benefits. In any case, we won't owe him anything."

Xu Luochen said this, his expression appearing somewhat resolute.

This was self-consolation, as, in the end, they were deceiving someone.

But there was no other way. Who made Qingyun Dao Sect so poor and shabby? For the sake of the sect's livelihood, they could only do this.

"Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, don't worry. Perhaps this Little Junior Brother is an unprecedented genius? He'll pick up anything we teach him. If that's the case, then we truly won't owe him anything, right?"

The youngest Junior Sister spoke.

She comforted everyone, preventing them from feeling guilty.

However, her words made everyone smile wryly.

A peerless genius?

To be honest, what kind of genius would join the Qingyun Dao Sect?

Would a true genius end up at the Qingyun Dao Sect?

Not to mention the entire immortal cultivation world, just within Qingzhou, there were many major sects. These major sects not only held Ascension Conventions annually to select disciples but also dispatched many sect disciples to search for those with immortal destinies.

In other words, they took the good ones and even tried to recruit the mediocre ones, just to see. After all, trying didn't cost money, nor did it require many resources. Getting something for free made them happy, so what was the loss?

Therefore, the probability of a small sect recruiting a genius was almost zero.

Even if a phoenix hatched from a chicken coop, what then?

As soon as other immortal sects heard the news, they would immediately try to poach them through various means – first by showering them with resources, then by applying pressure with their influence, and even finally by sending some of the sect's beautiful female disciples to tempt them.

Frankly, who could resist that?

So, the possibility of Qingyun Dao Sect recruiting a genius was zero.

Unless a miracle happened.

"Alright, if nothing unexpected happens, our new Little Junior Brother will arrive tomorrow at the Wu hour. Senior Brother will give one last reminder."

"Be calm! Be calm! You must be calm! Always act indifferent. The more you act this way, the more he'll believe you. Moreover, no matter what actions or behaviors he exhibits, you must belittle them. Even if he truly possesses some talent, you must dismiss it as worthless."

"Also, we should not proactively seek out this Little Junior Brother. We must make him come to us. So, for the time being, let's do whatever we were doing. Do you understand?"

Su Changyu emphasized again.

"We understand."

Everyone nodded without any objection.

Thus, the seven of them gradually left the great hall.