[Zhou Xingye watched as the Azure Jade Boat slowly descended onto the plaza, several figures vaguely visible standing atop it.]
[Yet his gaze was quickly seized by one of them, whose hands rested leisurely within his sleeves.]
[His jade-like frame stood tall and straight, clad in azure robes, his wide sleeves billowing in the wind.]
[His black hair fell over his shoulders, and his brows and eyes were exquisitely sculpted, like shattered jade and collapsing mountains. His bearing was utterly otherworldly.]
[He was truly an immortal among men!]
[Quite a few newly recruited female disciples could not help murmuring in amazement, "Who is that senior brother?"]
[Zhang Tong smiled from the side. "This is Zhou Jing, Senior Brother Zhou."]
[Zhou Xingye froze slightly. This man... was actually his cousin?]
[He recalled his grandfather's face covered in thick whiskers, as well as his several uncles, all of whom were broad, burly, and rough-hewn—so why did this cousin seem like an immortal who had stepped out of an entirely different painting?]
[While he was still dazed, that graceful young woman and several senior sisters had already hurried down to greet them.]
[The young woman rose onto her toes and called obediently, "Senior Brother."]
[The hearts of the newly recruited disciples shattered all over the ground.]
[Zhou Jing merely gave a slight nod. His gaze swept over the crowd before landing on a round little fatty, and he beckoned lightly.]
[Zhou Xingye uncertainly pointed at himself. Seeing you gesture for him, he hurriedly stepped over and stood at your side.]
[You said gently to Shen Qingxue, "Junior Sister Shen, I'll first take this younger cousin of mine around the mountain so he can familiarize himself with the place. Leave his cave-dwelling token to me."]
["As for the rest of his daily cultivation supplies,