Abbess, I Don't Want to Work Hard Anymore!

The mountains and rivers of the Shu region are known for their beauty, uniqueness, and ruggedness, with Emei being particularly outstanding. Its peaks and ridges are layered, and clouds and mist swirl around them, resembling a fairyland.

Mount Emei is also the foundation of the Emei Sect, a highly renowned sect in the current martial arts world.

The Purple Cloud Palace is hidden amidst the sea of clouds atop the peaks, while the Qingyin Pavilion is scattered among the mountain streams and springs, presenting a truly serene and immortal atmosphere. However, today, this tranquility has been shattered.

Below Xuan Nü Peak, at the foot of the thousand-zhang stone steps paved with bluestone, a crowd has gathered.

The morning mist has yet to dissipate, and hundreds of people are already braving the cool mountain breeze, waiting along the steps, their eyes filled with longing and trepidation for the renowned great sect.

Among the crowd are wealthy young ladies in embroidered hats and sable fur, peasant girls in simple hairpin and cloth skirts, and young women from martial arts families with determined expressions and a hint of arrogance in their brows.

However, their ages are almost all around eleven or twelve.

Today is the day of the Emei Sect's once-every-ten-years grand opening of its mountain gate to select outer disciples.

Yet, atop this peak, everyone's gaze occasionally drifts towards a corner.

This is because on Xuan Nü Peak, all one can see are young women, except for one person in that corner – a young man.

The young man is about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in a slightly worn deep blue coarse cloth tunic. His skin is fair, his features handsome, and he carries an air of scholarly refinement, unlike someone from a poor family.

Perhaps because he is the only male present, or perhaps due to his calm demeanor, several abbesses find their gazes involuntarily drawn to him.

Gu Shaoan's eyes, piercing through the throng of people, land on the tall jade archway at the end of the stone steps.

Several figures in Emei's plain white robes stand tall, exuding a composed aura.

Leading them is a middle-aged woman with a lean face and eyes as sharp as lightning – Master Juechen, the executive elder of the Foreign Affairs Court, known for her strictness.

As her gaze fell upon Gu Shaoan, an elder beside Master Juechen said, "I didn't expect Senior Sister to bring a young man back this time."

Master Juechen replied softly, "This child was originally from a scholarly family in Jiangnan. Three months ago, I encountered him at a mountain temple while passing by, and he offered me a meal."

"Unexpectedly, the next day, we ran into mountain bandits, and his family was killed by them."

"Coincidentally, the Sect Leader issued an order for us to seek suitable disciples outside and bring them back. I saw that this child is orphaned but has a resilient spirit and is well-mannered, so I brought him back to try."

The elder who had just spoken looked at Gu Shaoan and nodded unconsciously.

"His temperament is excellent, and his appearance is outstanding. I like him too, but all these years, Emei has been all women, and you also know, ever since..."

She paused here before continuing, "Ever since that person died, although the Sect Leader hasn't explicitly said anything, the men who came to the assessment in previous years were not approved by the Sect Leader to join Emei. I'm worried this child won't pass the Sect Leader's test."

Master Juechen naturally knew this. After a moment of thought, she sighed.

"If it really doesn't work out, I'll take him to another sect, or at the very least, take him to a nearby town and leave him some money."

As if sensing Master Juechen's gaze, Gu Shaoan looked up at that moment.

As their eyes met, Gu Shaoan bowed respectfully towards Master Juechen in the distance.

Master Juechen nodded slightly in acknowledgment, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes.

Catching Master Juechen's slight nod, Gu Shaoan felt a sense of relief.

It really worked.

Two months ago, Gu Shaoan, who had been staying up late in front of his company computer perfecting a game, smelled a burning odor. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he found himself transmigrated to the Great Wei Kingdom in this land of Jiuzhou.

After digesting the memories of his predecessor, Gu Shaoan realized that in this Great Wei Kingdom, True Master Zhang of Wudang had ended the Jiazi Demon Subjugation ten years ago.

The Five Peaks Sword Sect and the Sun Moon Divine Cult were locked in fierce combat.

The fragmented information in his memory, when pieced together, led Gu Shaoan to suspect he had transmigrated into a game.

Another reason that confirmed Gu Shaoan's transmigration into the game was something else.

[Abbess's Favor (Gold): You can always gain the favor and attention of abbesses.]

One of the features of the game Great Jianghu that Gu Shaoan had developed was the integration of the "Term" element.

Players could obtain new Terms through various channels in the game, thereby gaining enhancements.

Terms were divided into nine grades from lowest to highest: gray, white, green, blue, red, purple, gold, orange, and rainbow (only the red, purple, gold, orange, and rainbow grades are important).

Each game character could obtain one talent Term for free.

And the talent Term Gu Shaoan possessed was [Abbess's Favor].

As the game's designer, Gu Shaoan naturally knew the situation of the game he had created.

For players, it was absolutely full of fun.

But for the natives of this Jianghu, it was absolutely dangerous.

Walking down the street, looking at someone else for too long, saying "What are you looking at?", might not be met with "What are you looking at?", but with a blade to the face.

Walking by, encountering two experts fighting, one might even get caught in the crossfire and be slashed.

The death of his predecessor's parents at the hands of mountain bandits also indirectly confirmed this.

Coincidentally, the Emei Sect was recruiting disciples this year, Gu Shaoan's talent Term was the least effective in the early stages, and he had met Master Juechen, so Gu Shaoan came to try his luck.

Abbess, I don't want to work hard anymore!

"Next, as long as I pass this outer disciple assessment, I'll have a place to stay for now."

"Silence!"

Just then, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out.

The voice was not loud, yet it sounded like metal striking stone, instantly silencing all the noise.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes turned to Master Juechen.

At the same time, behind Master Juechen, behind the window of a pavilion hanging on the cliff face, a figure had appeared and was standing silently.

The golden and white monk's robe was spotless. The person looked to be in their early forties, with delicate features. However, their eyebrows were extremely long, giving their otherwise delicate face a touch of coldness and severity. Their eyes held a hidden, sharp glint.

This was the contemporary Sect Leader of Emei, Master Miejue, known for her iron will and ruthlessness.

Miejue's gaze swept carelessly over the crowd below.

The stone steps were like an anthill, the eager faces blurred and indistinguishable.

Until Gu Shaoan's figure accidentally caught her eye.

With just a glance, the withered fingers within Master Miejue's large monk's robe suddenly clenched!

It wasn't just because of the persistence and resilience in his eyes, but even more so because of the aura Gu Shaoan possessed at that moment – his posture, the straight line of his back, and his calm, stone-like demeanor gave Miejue a sense of long-standing familiarity.

In an instant, a shadow, without warning, surfaced from the deepest, most painful, and most untouchable corner of her heart.

Then.

It briefly overlapped with the young man in plain clothes on the stone steps!

"Senior Brother Gu Hongzi?"