The Seventh on Great Bamboo Peak!

Dazhu Peak.

Night falls.

The night on Qingyun Mountain is so quiet that only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo sea can be heard.

Inside an elegant and refined room on Dazhu Peak, candlelight flickers.

Song Daren, as the senior disciple, truly does his job without fault.

Not only did he clear out this side room with excellent natural light, but he even prepared bathwater.

Ye Xuan was soaking entirely in the warm wooden tub.

Comfortable.

It felt as if all the pores on his body opened up at this moment, greedily breathing in the abundant spiritual energy of Dazhu Peak.

He closed his eyes, leaning against the side of the tub, his fingers idly tracing patterns on the water's surface.

"Hoo..."

He let out a long sigh of stale air.

The tension in Ye Xuan's nerves, which had been taut all day, finally relaxed.

Recalling everything that happened today, he still felt a bit scared.

He had been too reckless.

He dared to wander around the foot of Qingyun Mountain, relying on his knowledge of the plot.

If he hadn't been incredibly lucky and bumped into Song Daren.

He might still be feeding wolves in some mountain ravine right now.

Or even worse.

Being directly executed as a spy.

After all, this world of cultivation is not a place that adheres to laws and regulations.

Murder for treasure is commonplace, and it wouldn't be strange for someone to be casually killed just because they were disliked.

"Next time... I absolutely cannot gamble like this."

Ye Xuan admonished himself silently.

Information asymmetry, when used well, is a golden finger; when used poorly, it's a death warrant.

In this world where human lives are as cheap as grass, lying low is the way to go.

However...

This gamble, seeking fortune in danger, had indeed paid off.

Innate Dao Body!

These four words were like a pie falling from the sky, directly stunning Ye Xuan.

There was no such setting in the original work!

Could this be the legendary benefit of a transmigrator?

Ye Xuan raised his hand, examining it closely in the dim candlelight.

It looked no different.

Still the same hands, five fingers.

His skin was just a bit fairer than before, a bit softer, but he didn't see any flowers growing out of it.

But he could clearly feel the spiritual energy around him, like a pack of hungry dogs seeing a bone, frantically drilling into his body.

They entered on their own, without him needing to deliberately guide them!

This feeling...

It was like using a water pump to draw water.

With this efficiency, it was no wonder that fatty Tian, that old fox, was so excited he spun in circles.

"Innate Dao Body... Heh heh..."

Ye Xuan couldn't help but chuckle foolishly.

With this physique.

Coupled with his familiarity with the plot.

The position of chief disciple of Dazhu Peak, and even the future leader of the Qingyun Sect, was not impossible to contend for.

Of course.

The prerequisite is to develop stealthily first and not take unnecessary risks.

Although Tian Buyi, that fatty, was protective, his temper was truly foul.

If he really angered him, he would likely still get a good beating.

Not to mention Daoist Cang Song, who has been fixated on Peak Bamboo, he's a truly cunning old fox.

If he were to find out that Peak Bamboo had produced someone with a Innate Dao Body, who knows what tricks he'd pull.

This must be why Tian Buyi had so earnestly instructed everyone to keep it a secret.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

A series of knocks on the door interrupted Ye Xuan's thoughts.

"Junior Brother, are you washed up?"

"Master wants you to come eat."

Song Daren's honest, booming voice came from outside the door.

"Coming, coming!"

Ye Xuan quickly hopped out of the water bucket.

He haphazardly wiped the water droplets from his body and put on a slightly too-large Daoist robe.

He tidied his hair in the bronze mirror.

Looking at the young man in the mirror with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and rosy lips, Ye Xuan nodded with satisfaction.

With this face, even if he couldn't cultivate immortality, he wouldn't starve if he went down the mountain to become a kept man.

He pushed open the door.

Song Daren was standing at the entrance with a smile.

"Eldest Senior Brother."

Ye Xuan called out obediently.

In front of this Eldest Senior Brother, it was always best to act well-behaved.

"Let's go, everyone's waiting."

Song Daren looked at his completely refreshed Junior Brother, liking him more the more he looked.

This Junior Brother was truly handsome, much more pleasing to the eye than that monkey, the sixth one.

The two walked one after the other along the gravel path towards the Hall of Quietude.

Inside the Hall of Quietude at this moment, a large round table had already been set.

Tian Buyi sat at the head of the table, still with his short and stout build, gnawing on a chicken leg with his mouth full of grease.

Su Ru sat beside him, elegantly sipping tea and occasionally giving her daughter, Tian Ling'er, a bite of food.

Below them sat the other disciples of Peak Bamboo in order.

Second Brother Wu Dayi, who looked refined and scholarly.

Third Brother Zheng Dali, who was burly and built like an iron tower.

Fourth Brother He Zhizhi, fanning himself with a fan, clearly a strategist.

Fifth Brother Lu Daxin, who was burying his head in his rice, barely making his presence known.

And then there was the most boisterous, Sixth Brother Du Bishu, who was winking at Tian Ling'er beside him, muttering something unknown.

"Master, Mistress."

"Junior Brother has arrived."

Song Daren led Ye Xuan into the hall and bowed respectfully.

Instantly.

All eyes focused on Ye Xuan.

"Good, good, good!"

"Quick, sit, sit!"

Tian Buyi put down his chicken leg, wiped his mouth haphazardly, and smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits.

His enthusiasm made the other disciples exchange glances.

Was this really their Master, who usually had a stern face and scolded them at the drop of a hat?

It felt like he was a different person?

"Greetings, Master, Mistress!"

"Greetings, all Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters!"

Ye Xuan stepped forward and bowed neither subserviently nor arrogantly.

His etiquette was thorough, leaving no room for criticism.

"Mm, good."

"Come over and sit next to Daren."

Su Ru nodded with satisfaction.

Ye Xuan sat down as instructed.

"Cough, cough!"

Tian Buyi cleared his throat, and the previously noisy hall instantly fell silent.

He scanned the crowd, his gaze finally landing on Ye Xuan, his expression turning serious.

"Today!"

"Our Great Bamboo Peak has gained a new member!"

"This is your new junior brother, Ye Xuan!"

"From now on, you all need to take good care of him. If I find out anyone dares to bully him..."

Tian Buyi's eyes sharpened, and he glared fiercely at Du Bishu.

Du Bishu flinched, looking innocent.

Why is Master looking at me?

I haven't done anything wrong!

"Especially you, Sixth!"

"Put away all those gambling trash items of yours!"

"If I catch you corrupting your junior brother, I'll break your legs!"

Tian Buyi pointed at Du Bishu and yelled.

"Master, you're wronging me!"

"When have I ever corrupted anyone?"

"That was... that was cultivating my artistic temperament!"

Du Bishu cried out miserably.

"Cultivating your ass!"

Tian Buyi cursed him impatiently.

Turning back to Ye Xuan, his face immediately broke into a kind smile.

"Seventh!"

"Don't mind your Sixth Senior Brother, he's a good-for-nothing!"

"If you want to learn anything, just tell your senior brothers!"

"If they can't teach you, come find me, or your Mistress!"

The speed of his expression change was faster than flipping a book.

The disciples' hearts ached.

We're all disciples too, why is the treatment so different!

"Thank you for your kindness, Master."

Ye Xuan quickly stood up to express his gratitude.

This Fatty Tian is really good to me.

Although I know he's interested in my innate Dao body, the real benefits are undeniable.

"Alright, alright!"

"We're family, no need for formalities."

"Let's eat quickly, the food will get cold."

Su Ru waved her hand with a smile.

The atmosphere at the dinner table gradually became lively.

Although Great Bamboo Peak had few disciples.

It was precisely because of this.

That the bond between the senior and junior brothers was even deeper, with no room for scheming.

They chatted and laughed, and soon became familiar with Ye Xuan.

"Junior Brother, I'm Fourth Senior Brother He Dazhi!"

"Junior Brother, I'm your Second Senior Brother Wu Dayi!"

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, I'm your Senior Sister!"

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