Might Regret It

Tong Xinran was surprised.

She did indeed want to take on a disciple for fun, and she had mentioned that wish to her ninth junior sister.

But she had never expected her ninth junior sister to take it so seriously.

Tong Xinran fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Is this a one-in-ten-thousand genius?"

Lü Qingyi shook her head. "Not exactly. It's a little hard to explain, but he's certainly unusual!"

Tong Xinran frowned.

Lü Qingyi's assignment on this trip down the mountain had naturally been to bring Ye Ningshuang back to the sect.

But from what Tong Xinran had heard, besides bringing back Ye Ningshuang, Lü Qingyi had apparently also found a child with a low-grade ice Spiritual Root.

Could the disciple Lü Qingyi was talking about be that child with the low-grade Spiritual Root?

After a moment's hesitation, Tong Xinran asked again, "Then what will he accomplish in the future?"

Lü Qingyi looked a little embarrassed. "The divination showed... nothing remarkable!"

After that, both of them fell silent.

After who knew how long, Tong Xinran finally replied, "Well, junior sister, you know what I'm like. I don't think I'm really suited to taking on a disciple!"

It was a tactful refusal.

Lü Qingyi rubbed the space between her brows.

"Honestly, I think taking him as your disciple would benefit you immensely. If you don't, you might regret it!"

Tong Xinran laughed.

"Not everyone with a low-grade Spiritual Root is Ye Ningshuang!"

Lü Qingyi shook her head helplessly.

In the end, she contacted her other senior brothers and sisters, but they all refused.

The Divine Firmament Sword Sect did not bully the weak, and its way of handling things could even be considered fair and impartial.

But when it came to choosing disciples, they still had their own standards.

At least where Spiritual Roots were concerned, they could not simply choose at random.

Lü Qingyi began to hesitate.

After thinking it over, Lü Qingyi contacted Tong Xinran again.

"What if I gave you Ye Ningshuang?"

This time, Tong Xinran was truly shocked.

"Junior sister, absolutely not! The Grand Ancestor personally appointed you as Ye Ningshuang's master. That cannot be changed. The Grand Ancestor must have his reasons!"

Lü Qingyi frowned.

"Then can I take one more disciple?"

"Well..."

Tong Xinran fell silent.

The Grand Ancestor had only appointed Lü Qingyi as Ye Ningshuang's master. It seemed... he had never said she couldn't take another disciple!

"No..."

Just then, the other core members of the Divine Firmament Sword Sect spoke up.

"Ye Ningshuang bears the fortune of heaven and earth. She is someone who can change the entire balance of power. You must devote yourself wholeheartedly to teaching her. You absolutely cannot divide your attention!"

"We have no objection to Ying Huaixu joining the Divine Firmament Sword Sect!"

"As for whether Ying Huaixu truly possesses anything extraordinary, once he joins the sect and makes progress in his cultivation, we will naturally discuss taking him as a disciple!"

"Exactly. Even with a low-grade Spiritual Root, if he accomplishes something after joining, it need not be a shackle holding him back!"

Since all those core members had spoken, Lü Qingyi naturally had nothing more to say.

"All right, then."

After ending the communication, Lü Qingyi headed straight back to the inn...

When Ying Huaixu returned, he found Ye Ningshuang still waiting for him.

It left Ying Huaixu a little dazed.

Ever since Primordial Immortal Cultivation Record came out, he had spent most of his days lying in a nutrient pod, immersed in the game day after day.

Mostly, he had been grinding to make money.

After his parents passed away, he had stopped socializing altogether and spent every day in the game.

He had never expected that, after transmigrating into this game world, he would actually experience the warmth of human connection!

As Ying Huaixu entered the courtyard, Ye Ningshuang hurried over.

"I saved you some food. Would you like to wash up first, or eat first?"

Ying Huaixu smiled. "I'll wash up first!"

Ye Ningshuang hurried to fetch some water.

He had to admit, Ye Ningshuang really was wonderful.

Whether it was her characterization early on or the care she showed him, there was nothing to fault.

That was why so many players were always joking, "My ideal wife!"

But all of that fell apart after that so-called Pure Yang Sword Immortal appeared.

Because of it, many people stormed the game company's offices, wanting to tear the designers limb from limb.

Yet the company had hired security well in advance, and later even openly mocked the players to their faces.

There was nothing the players could do.

The game had already become a business they could not afford to abandon. Until another game came along that could replace it, the players could only swallow it.

That was precisely why the game company acted so brazenly.

Ying Huaixu looked at Ye Ningshuang's stunning face and sighed inwardly.

To keep myself from having to swallow that kind of storyline again, I'd better stick to my original plan: be an emotionless tool that follows the plot, and leave everything else aside for now!

Treating Ye Ningshuang with an even temper was the best choice.

Ye Ningshuang seemed to sense Ying Huaixu's attitude too, and she quietly bit her lip.

It's all right. I'll keep trying!

After dinner, Ye Ningshuang found herself unable to sleep.

They would be leaving for the Divine Firmament Sword Sect tomorrow.

From then on, she would be an immortal cultivator.

Ye Ningshuang's heart was now filled with anticipation, curiosity, and unease!

Ye Ningshuang wanted to chat with Ying Huaixu.

But Ying Huaixu was sleeping like a log.

Ye Ningshuang was a little surprised.

We're going to an immortal sect. Isn't he nervous at all?

In truth, Ying Huaixu really was not nervous.

He could hardly have been more familiar with this world.

Even though he had now transmigrated into it, Ying Huaixu did not think there would be any difference.

So he really was not nervous.

Of course, what gave Ying Huaixu such confidence was the 12,700 experience points he had accumulated.

With that much experience, he could make himself strong enough in the early stages to steamroll the storyline.

Barring any surprises, those experience points would even be enough to handle any subsequent daily tasks at the Divine Firmament Sword Sect with ease.

It was worth noting that the experience awarded by daily quests was not fixed. It depended on the region and one's strength.

There were also the Divine Firmament Sword Sect's occasional side quests. Those were what would let him grow stronger quickly.

His experience points were enough to raise his strength straight to the point where he could easily complete those side quests.

If he could clear side quests quickly, then later story quests or World Missions would pose no real pressure.

Ying Huaixu was brimming with anticipation for his future.

So what if I've transmigrated? So what if this world is on Primordial Difficulty?

As long as the game system is still here, I can still breeze through it.

Of course, that depended on everything in this world remaining as he remembered it.

So Ying Huaixu slept soundly.

Ye Ningshuang, however, could not sleep.

So much so that when Ying Huaixu got up the next morning, Ye Ningshuang's dark circles gave him a fright.

"Whoa, you didn't sleep all night?"

Ye Ningshuang nodded. "I just couldn't fall asleep!"

Ying Huaixu understood.

Then, after brushing his teeth, he settled down to wait.

He did not plan to do today's daily quests here.

He would do them once he reached the Divine Firmament Sword Sect.

The experience rewards were different. Doing dailies in Peaceful Town would be a waste.