Worthy of Being My Disciple

The young man looked Sang Ying up and down with great interest before nodding in satisfaction.

"Not bad, he's worthy to be my apprentice," the other party said to himself.

Sang Ying couldn't tell how high the cultivation level of the person in front of her was, but she could guess that someone who dared to act so openly within Ten Thousand Daos Born was probably an elder of a sect.

She cautiously asked, "May I ask how I should address you, senior?"

The young man shook his fan. "My name is Jiulian, and my Daoist name Army Breaker. As for you, you can call me 'Master'."

Sang Ying was taken aback. Just as she was about to speak, a gust of wind swept in, making her dizzy.

When her vision cleared, she found herself sitting on a fan-shaped magical Law Artifact, with wisps of ethereal clouds beside her.

A cultivator named Jiulian sat upright before her and said, "My dear disciple, come with your master to see our Carefree Peak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Law Artifact beneath him suddenly exerted its power and flew towards a distant mountain peak, giving Sang Ying no chance to refuse.

So, after Elder Xiao had spent a lot of effort disciplining his disobedient junior brothers and sisters, he was preparing to open the door to welcome the new disciples.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Elder Xiao's gentle smile froze on his face.

"Where is your chief disciple?!" Elder Xiao asked, pointing to the empty seat.

The new disciple, who had witnessed the entire abduction of the top student, paused for a moment before giving an answer that nearly made Elder Xiao faint with anger, "He was taken away by a senior with the Army Breaker..."

Recalling the red figure that seemed to have vanished into thin air inside the main hall, I looked back at the empty chair.

Elder Xiao rubbed his forehead, thinking he should be able to guess why the group of people in the hall were fighting.

Noticing that the new disciples in front of him seemed frightened by his unpleasant expression, Elder Xiao quickly toned down his imposing manner and tried to appear gentle, but he still looked rather unpleasant.

"It's alright. That's one of our Ten Thousand Daos Born's elders. He probably has something to discuss with your chief disciple. Although Sang Ying isn't here, the selection ceremony will continue. Please come in first."

"Once you've chosen your master, you will officially be my disciples, Ten Thousand Daos Born!"

The solemn gate, which seemed so grand to the new disciples, slowly opened, and the seven elders seated at the head of the table appeared before them one by one.

They seemed to be radiant, possessing an aura of majesty that others dared not look directly at.

As the new disciples stepped across the threshold of the main hall, it seemed as if from that moment on, they were embarking on a completely different path from before.

The elders of Ten Thousand Daos Born each had their own area of expertise. Although they couldn't take all the disciples under their wing, most of those with talent or special skills became their personal disciples.

Even those who didn't become direct disciples all successfully entered the peaks they liked.

Lan Fusheng unsurprisingly joined the Dream River Peak under the Sound Cultivator Elder, Dong Fuzhu joined the Three Wonders Peak under the Law Cultivator Elder, Bai Kejin became a disciple of the Sword Cultivator Elder...

As for Sang Ying, who was ranked first, she was currently being forced to tour Carefree Peak under the guidance of Jiulian.

Because the new Peak Master has an eccentric personality, there are basically no people on Carefree Peak except for some Spirit Plant.

Yet, in this desolate place, many low-level spirit beasts were kept, and a rather large main hall was built.

Just then, Jiulian was leading Sang Ying to his main hall, and enthusiastically led her into a room with exquisite and refreshing decor.

"Come, my good disciple, take a look at the room I specially prepared for you!" He seemed to be in a very good mood, and pulled Sang Ying along to explain many of the items in the room.

Unfortunately, Sang Ying was destined to disappoint him. She refused Jiulian's outstretched hand, her expression full of unfamiliar politeness. "Senior, this disciple has never participated in the selection ceremony for disciples, nor has she performed the apprenticeship ceremony. I haven't decided on a disciple yet."

Jiulian didn't care at all. "It didn't matter that you didn't have a master before, but from today onwards, you do!"

The sleeves embroidered with dark patterns swept past Sang Ying, and a set of tables and chairs appeared out of nowhere in the room.

When Sang Ying looked up again, she saw Jiulian sitting upright in the chair at the head of the table, a rare sight, with a cup of steaming spiritual tea on the low table beside her.

The Hongyi elder smiled, his eyes sparkling. "I am now just five hundred years old, my cultivation has reached the Ten Thousand Daos Born Soul Formation, I am the Peak Master of the Myriad Paths of Carefree Peak, and also one of the elders of this sect. I have no disciples yet. If you become my disciple, you will be the only disciple of my Carefree Peak. After I pass away, the entire Carefree Peak will be yours!"

He tried his best to entice this young man with whom he had a special connection, even as if worried that he didn't have enough chips, and said again:

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I am the youngest Soul Leaving Stage Venerable in the history of Ten Thousand Daos Born. It can be said that no one in the entire Ten Thousand Daos Born understands advancement better than me!"

"In that case, am I worthy to be your master?"

Putting everything else aside, in terms of cultivation speed alone, no one in the entire Ten Thousand Daos Born can compare to Jiulian. But if we're talking about who causes Elder Xiao the most trouble, it would naturally be this youngest Peak Master.

With such a huge temptation in front of them, and the other party being a Soul Leaving Stage Venerable who could fight Gu Huaiwei, they were still able to win.

Not to mention Sang Ying, even Gu Shu couldn't help but say, "Say yes! A fool wouldn't pass up a good deal!"

Sang Ying's lips moved slightly, but she still bowed to Jiulian and said, "I am very pleased with your kindness, senior, but I would like to tell you something."

Jiulian propped her chin up with one hand, looking like she was all ears.

"This junior is a cultivator from the Twin Orchid Realm, originally a disciple of the Flowing Light Sword Sect. I once studied under a Soul Leaving Stage, but now we are strangers."

When she said the last sentence, Sang Ying's tone became much more strained.

A powerful cultivator at the Soul Leaving Stage extended an olive branch to her, even promising to have her as his only disciple. This made Sang Ying, who had never been favored in all these years, unable to resist the temptation.

However, she knew very well that even though she had unilaterally severed her master-disciple relationship with Gu Huaiwei, the fact that they had once been master and disciple could not be denied.

She didn't want to deceive Jiulian, because some things would be exposed sooner or later.

"So, you still have lingering feelings for your former master?" Jiulian asked.

Sang Ying quickly shook her head. "That's not true. I'm at odds with that person."

Upon hearing this, Jiulian's expression relaxed, and a smile immediately returned to her face, "That's good. I thought you were still thinking about that person, and how you could be better than him to win your disciple's heart. It seems I don't need to worry about that anymore."

The Hongyi venerable one smiled, much to Sang Ying's surprise.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I broke with my former master?" She thought the other person should at least be curious about that.

To her surprise, Jiulian didn't care about any of that. "I don't judge people by their past; I only look at you as you are now. All I need to know is that I genuinely want to take you as my disciple."

The young man's appearance seemed to overlap with Gu Huaiwei's for a moment; they were both exceptionally handsome and possessed great power at a young age.

But the latter's gaze never fell upon her, while the former's firm words resonated deeply in Sang Ying's heart.

She closed her eyes, burying the past memories deep in her heart.

She picked up the teacup on the low table and respectfully handed it to the young man.

She said, "Disciple greets Master!"

This is a similar yet dissimilar statement; she was once forced to kneel in worship, but now she does so willingly.

Seeing the Hongyi venerable one before her accept the teacup she offered, his eyes filled with joy, Sang Ying unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps everything was about to change.

That's what she was thinking.

However, what Sang Ying didn't know was that the moment Jiulian accepted the cup of tea for becoming a disciple, the white- Immortal Venerable, who was being swept away by the black current to some unknown place, seemed to sense something and frowned slightly.

His struggles were quickly overwhelmed by the dense Demonic Qi, and his damaged Dantian was once again eroded by the Demonic Qi. In the end, he still failed to wake up.