The ancients spoke thus: To be idle is to taste of pure bliss.

As idleness is a state to be savored, Liu Xianyang, under the guise of Yu Qianyue for his round-faced companion, embarked on a leisurely journey to the northernmost reaches of Treasure Bottle Continent. They sauntered along the endless coastline, Liu Xianyang each day foraging from the sea, his pots and pans in tow, brewing a medley of seafood so exquisite he forgot the taste of river fish. And whenever Liu Xianyang paused for respite, succumbing to slumber, the maiden with cotton robes and a moon-like face sat silently by his side.

Upon Liu Xianyang’s return to his sect’s mountain, he found Blacksmith Ruan still locked away, forging a blade, while Junior Brother Xie Ling had entered a proper seclusion, rumored to be wholly refining a treasure beyond price.

This relic was a gift bestowed by the Third Hierarch of White Jade City upon Xie Ling: a seven-colored glazed pagoda, half a foot tall, its nine stories each adorned with four plaques, totaling thirty-six in all.

Liu Xianyang, consumed by envy, sighed deeply. “A fortunate ancestry is a gift indeed.”

Qianyue offered no reply, her thoughts drifting to the ducks flocking along the Dragon’s Whisker River.

Liu Xianyang continued his lament, bemoaning his less-than-illustrious birth compared to Xie Ling, else he would be an Ascended Immortal, perhaps even an Immortal Lord.

Dong Gu, accustomed to these soliloquies, paid them little heed. After all, these words were confined within the sect’s walls, sparing them public embarrassment.

Moreover, Liu Xianyang’s envy, however tinged with bitterness, held a grain of truth. Xie Ling’s path was paved with extraordinary fortune, owing much, as Liu Xianyang suggested, to the presence of a great figure upon the Xie family tree: Xie Shi, Heavenly Sovereign of North Glower Continent. Xie Shi’s recent homecoming was akin to granting Xie Ling a living ancestor plucked straight from the family scrolls. As Lu Chen, in his earlier days, declared, this miniature pagoda could suppress all demons, heretics, and spectral entities below the Fifth Tier, a “passable” demi-immortal artifact. Xie Ling believed this implicitly, while his ancestor Xie Shi hesitated, ultimately refraining from divulging the truth. It was only as the youth nicknamed “Longbrows” by Lu Chen grew in age and cultivation that Xie Ling discovered, to his astonishment, that the delicate pagoda was, in truth, a genuine Immortal Treasure.

Xie Ling’s mastery of both talismans and formations, alongside his swordsmanship, stemmed from his profound study of this very pagoda.

One who glimpsed this treasure once remarked, succinctly, that it was a “complete lineage in itself.”

Her words implied that Xie Ling, with this relic alone, could not only ascend the ranks of cultivation without hindrance but also establish his own sect.

After a few more words with Dong Gu, Liu Xianyang tossed away the licorice root in his mouth, stood, and bid Dong Gu to greet Senior Sister Xu and join him at the ancestral mountain in half an hour for a meal. As sect leader, he would show proper respect, and personally wield the culinary arts.

Dong Gu, the Longquan Sword Sect’s first disciple, a Yuan Ying realm cultivator, yet not a swordsman, felt a sense of relief when Liu Xianyang assumed the mantle of the sect’s second leader.

Xu Xiaoqiao, a Golden Core sword cultivator, was destined, it seemed, to remain at the Yuan Ying realm, limited by her inherent gifts.

Xu Xiaoqiao, accepting this assessment, harbored no sorrow.

For, within their sect, Liu Xianyang and Xie Ling were geniuses destined for great heights, and their master, Ruan Qiong, never burdened his disciples with expectations of rapid ascension. Xu Xiaoqiao’s life at Longquan Sword Sect was thus both abundant and tranquil.

Only Liu Xianyang persistently wished for the day when she and Dong Gu would address him as “Sect Leader,” a desire thwarted by their taciturn alliance.

As the pair, not yet lovers, traveled by wind, Qianyue inquired, belatedly, “What was Xie Ling refining again?”

Liu Xianyang chuckled. “An Immortal Treasure, a glazed pagoda.”

He added, “A gift from someone whose plans I thwarted.”

Qianyue glanced at a mountain peak and nodded. “Indeed, quite valuable.”

Liu Xianyang’s envious words returned. “We sword cultivators care little for such baubles… or rather, we do care! If Xie Ling would part with it, I’d kowtow to him thrice.”

Qianyue was puzzled. “You desire an Immortal Treasure so much?”

In her view, Liu Xianyang was the last one to need any Immortal Treasure.

Liu Xianyang paused. “Why? Do you have one?”

Qianyue nodded. “In the Barren Lands, we travel prepared. So, I carry a few. If you wish, choose a couple to refine?”

Liu Xianyang grinned, patting his own cheek. “What are you saying? Do I look like Chen Pingan, someone who lives off a woman’s kindness?!”

Qianyue rolled her eyes.

Reaching the ancestral mountain, Liu Xianyang donned an apron and began to cook, Qianyue assisting with practiced ease.

Suddenly, Liu Xianyang turned. “Qianyue, I may not have made myself clear before. Chen Pingan only looks like someone who lives off a woman’s kindness, I *am*.”

Qianyue slammed a piece of firewood onto the chopping block, tossing it towards the stove. “Too late.”

The mere mention of that young Hidden Officer’s name filled her with vexation, darkening her mood.

Liu Xianyang laughed. “Don’t fret. I’ll ambush him and beat him to a pulp, just for you.”

Qianyue’s lips curled. “He wouldn’t dare touch you. But what about me, with his famous long memory for grudges.”

Liu Xianyang decided he needed to speak plainly with this Miss Yu, but first, he required liquid courage.

Perhaps all who truly love are cowards at heart.

Liu Xianyang inquired, “Did you see that lad in State City?”

Qianyue shook her head.

Liu Xianyang had learned from Dong Gu that a destitute youth from State City named Li Shenyuan, carrying a serpent’s gallstone of considerable quality, had walked from State, through Yu and Hong, to the vicinity of the old Northern Peak of Great Li, where the Longquan Sword Sect stood. He sought to offer the gallstone as a token, a means to enter their sect.

He asked to apprentice with Xu Xiaoqiao, whose training grounds were now on Sea-Boiling Peak. Though even to be a peripheral member, he would gratefully accept.

It was said that the youth came from a family who had lived in a small village for generations, but had sold their ancestral home for a fortune, buying several new mansions in State City. They also bought many acres of land outside the city. Normally such a start in life would allow the children to become great men of society and build a legacy for generations to come.

But no matter how much wealth one has, it can’t be guarded against gambling. Even worse, there were two gamblers in the family. To win in gambling, one must either host the game, or cheat. At least 30% of the families who moved from the small village to State City ruined their fortune. The young man was now well versed in wine, women, and gambling.

Li Shenyuan didn’t attempt to force his way in, or demand an audience, but erected a crude shelter nearby, living as a vagabond.

He merely waited at the gate, hoping for permission to ascend the mountain.

Several disciples, meeting, agreed that Liu Xianyang, the new Sect Leader, would need to make the final decision.

Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao arrived at the ancestral mountain at mealtime. Seeing Liu Xianyang sitting at the seat of their former master, they said nothing. Even their master showed up, it’s likely that Liu Xianyang would still be there.

They ate a home-style meal together, which had been the Longquan Sword Sect’s tradition for a long time. Discussing the matter on the table.

As the old saying goes, food is most important.

Even Liu Xianyang’s succession was decided around the table. Ruan Qiong gave his blessing, Liu Xianyang did not reject the offer, and with Dong Gu and Xie Ling’s approval, it was settled.

All that changed today was the presence of Qianyue, but she was hardly an outsider.

Liu Xianyang raised his cup to Dong, and asked, “If Xie Ling successfully refines the treasure, will he become a Jade Pure realm cultivator upon his return?”

Dong Gu took a sip of his wine, picked up a chopstick and said, “I’m not sure.”

However, Xu Xiaoqiao nodded, “That is what Xie Ling told me. He is not one to joke. If that is what he said, then it’s likely the case.”

Liu Xianyang turned to Dong Gu and asked, “Did he not mention it to you, Dong senior?”

Dong Gu shook his head.

Liu Xianyang turned his cheerful gaze to Xu Xiaoqiao, who quickly interrupted him, “I would advise against that.”

“Senior understands me the most.”

Liu Xianyang laughed, rubbing his chin. “Our Longbrows really is something else, a prodigy that Master Ruan found! Longbrows is already among the top youths of Treasure Bottle Continent. If he attains Jade Pure, will he be my equal? When he comes out of seclusion, I will have a good talk with Blacksmith Ruan. Now that he is no longer the Sect Leader, he shouldn’t act like the master. Next time, Master Ruan needs to toast to Longbrows first.”

Dong Gu didn’t say anything, and Xu Xiaoqiao ignored Liu Xianyang entirely.

In the great Treasure Bottle Continent, there are not many who dare to mock Ruan Qiong like that. Perhaps Liu Xianyang is the only one.

Firstly, Ruan Qiong’s temperament was even and measured. Secondly, Ruan Qiong was the last of the Holy Leaders of the Li Zhu realm, and now the Great Li’s top advisor. Even the Great Yue Mountain Lords treated him with respect. Even Cao Rong was rumored to have merely chatted with him.

Besides, there were also rumors that the young Chen Pingan had been hired by his shop.

For these reasons, there were also rumors that the Chen and Ruan did not see eye to eye. This caused the emperor to settle these matters by demoting and replacing the Sect Leader.

Liu Xianyang found it strange, “Why did the youth not seek Chen Pingan?”

Dong Gu answered, “Probably because Luo Po mountain is closed.”

Liu Xianyang asked, “Does he have a chance to ascend the mountain?”

“He is eligible to start cultivation, but his gifts are far from promising. Even if we take him in, it is not known if he will reach the middle five realms in the future,” Xu Xiaoqiao said.

Dong Gu hesitated, but did not comment. Xu Xiaoqiao could identify the youth’s cultivation roots.

For any sect, that ability is extremely valuable.

Liu Xianyang asked, “What is his heart like?”

Ruan had the unspoken rule that the disciple’s virtue came first, not their talent.

Dong Gu said, “Stubborn, logical, and willing to endure hardships, but his comprehension is somewhat lacking. If he were to cultivate on the mountain, it would be quite difficult.”

Liu Xianyang was suddenly amused. “Isn’t that just like someone in their youth.”

Xu Xiaoqiao hesitated.

You really dare to compare Chen Shan mostly Luo Po Mountain with the youngster.

Liu Xianyang said, “Senior Sister Xu, please take him as a disciple and accept Li Shenyuan as an unnamed disciple.”

Xu Xiaoqiao nodded.

Dong Gu asked, “Are we going to accept the serpent gallbladder?”

Liu Xianyang laughed, “Of course we will accept it.”

“The children who have been sent to school for a long time tend to work harder than the children whose families give them pocket change to study.”

Liu Xianyang smiled. “Do you think, over time, a disciple who has been bought for real money has a higher regard, or one that has been given a disciple?”

“As for the serpent gallbladder, leave it in the vault. If Li Shenyuan becomes a Dongfu cultivator, then send it back to him as a celebratory gift. It has come full circle.”

Dong Gu nodded. “You’re very experienced.”

Xu Xiaoqiao chimed in, “You’ve finally got the bearing of a sect master.”

Liu Xianyang slammed the table. “Take out finally, got, and of!”

Xu Xiaoqiao chuckled.

Liu Xianyang said helplessly, “I am truly a troubled Sect Leader! When I see Blacksmith Ruan and Xie Ling returns from seclusion, I will give them a good thrashing! I am gonna resign! Dong senior or Xu senior, can you take the seat? Whoever takes the seat is gonna be considered a fine tale in history! Longquan Sword Sect has only been around for less than 30 years, yet we are gonna have FOUR sect leaders!”

A man with no expression walked through the door.

Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao immediately stood up and greeted their master.

Liu Xianyang smiled brightly and quickly asked Qianyue to add a set of tableware. He got up to make room for his master, feeling that he wasn’t respectful enough, he strode out the door, rubbing his hands and saying: “Master, why aren’t you hammering anymore? You didn’t even say hello to your disciple. Look, the dishes on the table are all spicy. I’m going to cook two of my favorite dishes…”

Ruan Qiong sat in the main seat without a word, Qianyue brought the tableware and placed it gently by his hand, Ruan Qiong nodded in thanks, and his expression finally improved a bit.

Xu Xiaoqiao also took a jar of wine and a few white bowls and poured a bowl for everyone. Master doesn’t like any immortal wine, he only drinks market-grown soil.

Ruan Qiong picked up the wine bowl, took a sip, and took a chopstick, habitually tapped the table lightly, and started picking up vegetables.

Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao dared to take a sip from the bowl before picking up the chopsticks.

On the other hand, Liu Xianyang had already started serving his master, and soon Ruan Qiong’s bowl of rice was piled high with dishes.

Ruan Qiong said, “The court wants me to go to the capital and accompany the Emperor on a trip to Hong Province, Yuzhang Prefecture.”

Liu Xianyang smiled. “If your Majesty is undercover and not a big fanfare, what’s the point of making such a big effort? If the master doesn’t want to go to the capital, just go to Yuzhang Prefecture. If you feel like you’re not giving His Majesty and the court face, just switch me.”

Ruan Qiong shook his head and said, “The letter said it directly, it must be me who goes.”

Liu Xianyang frowned and said, “Apart from producing large trees, the court has repeatedly prohibited private logging in Yuzhang Prefecture, which is why a logging institute has been newly established. In addition, the only thing that is worth mentioning is the ancestral home of the current Empress Dowager. Why does the master need to make a trip in person?”

Ruan Qiong said, “The first head official of the logging institute is Lin Zhengcheng, who was just transferred from the press office in the capital.”

Liu Xianyang asked, “Is Lin Shouyi his father?”

Ruan Qiong nodded.

Liu Xianyang took a sip of his wine and said, “Then let’s go.”

Ruan Qiong said, “I’m just notifying you that there’s such a thing, I’m not consulting with you.”

Liu Xianyang said angrily, “Ruan Qiong, search your conscience and ask yourself, is I this sect master suffering?”

Ruan Qiong didn’t bother with Liu Xianyang at all, but turned to look at Qianyue and asked, “Miss Yu, when are you going to become a Taoist couple with Liu Xianyang?”

Qianyue has always been a person who doesn’t treat herself badly at the dinner table. At this moment, her mouth was full of food, her cheeks were bulging, and she suddenly looked up with a blank face.

Ruan Qiong finished a bowl of wine, put it down gently, and said, “Liu Xianyang usually speaks incoherently, but he is honest, he is a man who can live a good life, he has been out and seen the world, and he can calm down. After getting married, he will not mess around in men and women affairs. These words are not said by I as his master, Miss Yu, if you think Liu Xianyang is worth entrusting, don’t delay your marriage.”

Qianyue’s face turned red in an instant.

Liu Xianyang was no better, his ears and neck were flushed red.

Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao also had smiling faces.

Ruan Qiong slightly increased his tone, but just repeated the same meaning of the last sentence, “Don’t delay.”

He, as Liu Xianyang’s master, strongly agrees to this marriage and will definitely not stop it.

After that, Ruan Qiong didn’t continue pouring wine, but after finishing his bowl of rice, he got up and left.

Probably this time leaving the forging house, the man called Blacksmith by Liu Xianyang, just wanted to say this.

Xu Xiaoqiao accompanied Qianyue to clean up the tableware, but Dong Gu said to drink more with Liu Xianyang.

Clouds are born in the valley, the moon shines in the sky, the mountain stream flows endlessly, but the fish stop like a fixed.

Liu Xianyang got drunk, Dong senior also got really drunk. In the beginning, he was still acting like a senior brother, persuading Liu Xianyang to get along well with Miss Yu and never let her down, otherwise, not to mention the master, he would be the first to spare Liu Xianyang. What if you become the Sect Leader, won’t you recognize the senior brother?… Later, Dong Gu started talking nonsense, saying that he was sorry for the master, he should not have been the master’s first disciple, and he has implicated the master and sect in being talked about behind their backs… In the end, Dong Gu’s face was covered with tears that were more than the wine he drank into his stomach, and Liu Xianyang had to sit next to the senior brother, patiently listening to Dong Gu repeating these words over and over again, and stopping the senior brother who kept looking for wine…

Xu Xiaoqiao and Qianyue didn’t go to the house, they were sitting in the yard, listening to the drunken words of the two people at the wine table, they looked at each other without saying a word.

In the end, Liu Xianyang carried Dong Gu back to Hengshuo Peak before wobbling back to his Youyi Peak, Liu Xianyang squatted alone on the cliff, using wine to relieve his hangover.

Qianyue came to his side and sat down next to him. As for the marriage, Qianyue was not so embarrassed, she was just a little caught off guard at first, so she was coy, she didn’t dislike Liu Xianyang, so there was nothing to be coy about.

Youyi Peak, although it is the old Northern Peak mountain, is close to the ancestral mountain that was moved from State Province, so you can faintly hear Ruan Qiong’s hammering sound from Shenxiu Mountain. With one hammer, the sparks fly, and the whole room is as bright as day. Looking from Youyi Peak to the ancestral mountain, it is bright and dark, like a lamp in the wind hanging on Shenxiu Mountain, pointing the way for people returning home.

On Hengshuo Peak, Dong Gu quickly woke up, rubbed his temples, and sensed the familiar aura outside the house. The Yuan Ying realm cultivator, who was always dressed in black and looked like a young man, immediately got up, opened the door, and called out Xiaoqiao. Hengshuo Peak is the secret mansion where the sect’s treasury and treasures are located. After Dong Gu reached the Yuan Ying realm, because he was born as a mountain spirit, his cultivation was generous, and Xu Xiaoqiao was not good at or liked to manage affairs, so Dong Gu reluctantly became the accountant of the sect. In fact, Longquan Sword Sect has very few expenses, but more income, Dong Gu only needs to record the treasures and immortal money, it is not complicated.

Xu Xiaoqiao smiled and nodded, shaking a bunch of keys in her hand, and explained, “I can’t sleep, so I came to your treasury to see it.”

Dong Gu sat on the steps, his head was still a little dizzy, he was not unfamiliar with his junior sister’s habit, otherwise he would not have

Longquan Sword Sect’s treasury has a lot of rare objects, which can be described as “dazzling”, stepping into it is like entering a treasure mountain, Xu Xiaoqiao goes inside from time to time to “visit”.

Like Liu Xianyang’s sword refining, Xie Ling’s all the way breaking the realm, did not use the family’s fortune in the treasury, coupled with the fact that the master is the dynasty’s chief enshrinement, the Great Li Dynasty’s generous salary sent on time, and the spiritual weapons and magic weapons awarded by the Song family under various names, and Dong Gu has been kept in the dark about the various secret splits, there are five or six not small amounts of immortal money every year, whenever Dong Gu asks the origin, the imperial court and the Ministry of Household only pushes it to be done according to the rules, and is not willing to say a word more. Dong Gu was not able to find those contracts in black and white in the archives room, Dong Gu had asked his master several times, wanting to know if it was his master’s verbal contract with the Great Li Song family, the master said that he couldn’t remember, just accept it. Later, Dong Gu got used to it, and felt like he was lying down and receiving money.

So his own sect is a typical case of too much money and too few people, there is no place to spend money.

Xu Xiaoqiao said, “Yu Lin from Zhengyang Mountain, at the beginning of this year, sent a letter to the master privately?”

Dong Gu nodded, “The main thing is to apologize to the master, saying that he missed an opportunity because he was young and ignorant, regretting that he failed to become the master’s direct disciple, and hoping to come to the door to apologize in the future. The master ignored him, and did not give Yu Lin the opportunity to pay New Year’s greetings in the first month. I didn’t understand why the master drove them down the mountain in the past, but now it seems that the master was right, although the talent for practicing swords is good, but the character is bad and they like to take shortcuts, it is not a good thing to stay in Longquan Sword Sect, and opening a peak at the Golden Core level is equivalent to setting up their own business in the mountain, which will only spoil things.”

Xu Xiaoqiao sighed, “It’s a pity for Liu Yu.”

Dong Gu rubbed his face, “Probably the matter of love between men and women is the most unreasonable.”

It’s just that Dong Gu doesn’t want to experience this kind of reason in person, he just talks about it to others.

There is still a return when the bitter wine has a chance, but the bitter love is like an abyss that the sea and mountains can’t fill.

Yu Lin, the peak master of Yujiao Peak in Zhengyang Mountain, a Golden Core Sword cultivator, and Liu Yu, the direct disciple of Leng Qi, the peak master of Qiongzhi Peak, a Dragon Gate realm sword cultivator, with the natal flying sword “Reed Flower”.

These two talented sword cultivators, who are expected to become Taoist couples, had been practicing in Longquan Sword Sect for several years as temporarily unnamed disciples, and Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao had taught them on behalf of their master.

In the past, Ruan Qiong gave Yu Lin and the others a lot of face, allowing them to go down the mountain on their own and transfer to other sects. Yu Lin ran to that Zhengyang Mountain, where “sword immortals are like clouds”, among them, Liu Yu, who could have stayed in Shenxiu Mountain, followed down the mountain because she loved Yu Lin.

When Liu Xianyang made a scene at Zhengyang Mountain’s sect ceremony, Yu Lin and Liu Yu both showed up to ask about swordsmanship. Liu Xianyang was very polite to Liu Yu, but very impolite to Yu Lin, which led to the latter still being a joke on the mountain, with a saying of “lying down and pretending to be dead when asked about swordsmanship”, but the joke is a joke, the peak master and Golden Core sword immortal in his thirties is also true.

Xu Xiaoqiao said without rhyme or reason, “It’s thanks to Liu Xianyang being on the mountain.”

Dong Gu nodded, “If it wasn’t for Liu, the sect master, maybe the master wouldn’t say a few words to the few of us all year round.”

In Liu Xianyang’s words, it is like having an old man in the family is like having a treasure, Dong Gu, don’t think that the master is not the sect master anymore, so you don’t respect him, although the master is now a commoner, but after all, he is old.

If it wasn’t for Liu Xianyang, Longquan Sword Sect would be a very dull mountain.

Xu Xiaoqiao said, “If you or I were to be the Sect Leader, Xie junior would definitely not fight with us for anything, but he wouldn’t be convinced in his heart, it’s really only Liu Xianyang who can suppress Xie Ling in all aspects.”

Previously, an old mountain expert from the Chen family in South Suvasa continent, who was good at painting dragons, came to the mountain to visit Ruan Qiong, his long-time friend, and Liu Xianyang and the other juniors accompanied him. The other party was just being polite and called out Liu Sect Leader, and then said something polite about being young and promising, after all, Liu Xianyang was half of his own family, having studied at Chen’s Confucian family for ten years, but the old man, who was famous for his exquisite painting of dragons, was often out traveling and had never seen Liu Xianyang.

As a result, Liu Xianyang immediately said, “How did Uncle Chen know that I am a Jade Pure realm sword immortal?” and made the well-informed old man dumbfounded.

On the cliff of Youyi Peak, Liu Xianyang whispered, “Miss Yu, do you know why Chen Pingan doesn’t go to the Barren Lands?”

Qianyue asked in confusion, “Hasn’t he already been to the hinterland of the Barren Lands? He has made such great achievements, does anyone still think that his Hidden Officer title is not worthy of the name?”

No matter how it was done, he had killed a Barren Lands demon of Ascending realm, if you add the somewhat fake Ascending realm in Immortal Hairpin City, that would be two.

Liu Xianyang smiled and shook his head. “At least no one in the Wen Temple thinks so for the time being. Besides, what you said and what I asked are different.”

Qianyue asked, “Then what’s the answer?”

Liu Xianyang smiled, “I also want to know the answer, I’ll ask him later.”

Qianyue’s eyes lit up, is he going back to the sword shop on Dragon’s Whisker River?

Liu Xianyang stood up, and Qianyue cheered, “Are we going back now?”

Liu Xianyang smiled, “Don’t worry, I’ll go and see the boy who is determined to learn from Senior Sister Xu first, and see if he is suitable for cultivation on the mountain. If we hit it off, I’ll snatch the disciple from Miss Xu!”

Qianyue waved her hand, “Then I won’t go.”

Liu Xianyang took a few steps back, waved his arms, jumped a few times, and with a stride forward, jumped off the cliff. His figure drew an arc, and Liu Xianyang shouted and fell to the ground, his echoes lingered. When Liu Xianyang was about to fall to the ground, only a few feet away from the valley, a brilliant sword light suddenly appeared, lightning-fast, and the sword light was like a dragon and snake winding on the ground. You could still hear Liu Xianyang’s series of cackling laughter, because according to Liu Xianyang, the villains in the books all laugh like that. According to Liu Xianyang’s some whimsical ideas, in the future, when Longquan Sword Sect becomes big and strong, when accepting disciples, he must be careful of those second princes, illegitimate children of wealthy families, and insignificant people who are carrying a sea of blood and deep hatred, who seem to have mediocre cultivation qualifications and are suffering humiliation in the sect but are forbearing, it will cost too much for the sect and the elders, even if one or two are involved, they will not be able to bear it, and they are easily sacrificed to the heavens, and many years later, they will be toasted and sacrificed to the grave, with tears in their eyes, and say a sentence that the disciples have finally avenged their great revenge, and the master knows it in the spring……

Qianyue sighed, he is really childish.

In that wilderness, Liu Xianyang looked at the ramshackle grass shed with the moonlit window and knocked on the door.

The boy in the house had a very light sleep and immediately said alertly, “Who is it?”

Liu Xianyang said in a proper manner, “A world-class expert is traveling here and sees that you have strange roots and bones, which are suitable for cultivating on the mountain. He plans to give you a chance.”

The sallow and thin boy opened the door and put one hand behind his back. By the moonlight, he saw a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes standing outside the door and said, “No need, I am already Xu Immortal of Sea-Boiling Peak’s unnamed disciple.”

Liu Xianyang smiled, he really came here with a glib tongue, which made him hit it off a bit.

Because Liu Xianyang has been studying far away for many years, and later Longquan Sword Sect was established, he only stayed in the shop on the Dragon’s Whisker River, which was equal to being abandoned and unused. He seldom went to Huaihuang County, let alone State City, and this boy was born and raised in State City according to his age. So it is normal for the boy not to recognize the current Sect Leader of Longquan Sword Sect. As for why the boy recognized Xu Xiaoqiao, maybe it was because she opened an immortal inn with Dong Banyan in State City? Senior Sister Xu herself is not good at running a business, but she is good at interacting with people who are good at making money. She has a lot of private money, and her dowry is not small!

Liu Xianyang strode into the house, took out an oil lamp from his sleeve, and twisted his fingers. The light of the lamp was dim yellow, illuminating the grass house.

The boy always faced the uninvited guest.

Liu Xianyang looked around, it was really a house with bare walls and wind leaking from all sides. It looked a bit familiar, and turned his head and said with a smile, “My name is Liu Xianyang, you must have heard of my name even if you have never seen me. I am the current Sect Leader of Longquan Sword Sect, so Xu Xiaoqiao of Sea-Boiling Peak is my senior sister.”

The boy, whose body was tense, finally let down his guard, with an embarrassed expression, because the hand behind his back was still holding a wood knife. This trip far away, the only thing he depended on was a package containing some heavy clothes, and this wood knife for self-defense and opening the way. As for the broken silver and copper coins that he had exchanged from selling antiques from his home, he had already used them all up on the way. In fact, before this trip, the boy had secretly run away from home twice, but they were all unsuccessful, and he had suffered a lot, but he had accumulated some experience, otherwise he would not have been able to reach Longquan Sword Sect at all.

There was no table or bench in the house, Liu Xianyang sat by the bed and asked with a smile, “Since you have a serpent gallbladder, why don’t you sell it for money? No matter how much debt your family owes, it should be able to pay it off all at once. It is estimated that there will be a lot of surplus, and it is not a problem to find a buyer. Not to mention Dong Shuiqing’s inn, even if you go directly to the state and county government to offer a price, they will accept it and guarantee you a fair price.”

Li Shenyuan’s expression was dim, and the emaciated boy looked down at the pair of tattered straw shoes on his feet. “I am too young to keep the money. No matter who I exchange the serpent gallbladder that my grandfather secretly left me for, I won’t be able to keep it. It will only be taken to the casino by the elders in my family.”

Liu Xianyang asked, “Have you been to school and read books?”

“Reporting to Sect Leader Liu, I have passed the county government examination a long time ago and I am a student.”

The boy raised his head, and a few smiles appeared on his sallow and thin face. “I should have participated in the academy examination presided over by Academic Officer last year, but no licentiate gentleman was willing to guarantee me, so I failed to enter the academy to become a scholar.”

Liu Xianyang nodded, speaking of which, neither he nor Chen Pingan had a reputation, let alone a scholar, they are not even students now. In the Confucian academy, neither of them could get the title of virtuous person, they are worthy of being difficult brothers, really difficult brothers.

In fact, Li Shenyuan did not tell all the truth. In fact, the boy failed to participate in the second review, and the boy was the first in the previous two county government examinations. As long as he continued to participate in the academy examination, it was very likely that he could win the first prize again. In the scientific examination, it is something that scholars can brag about for a lifetime.

As for why the boy concealed the facts, it was still because he was afraid of offending the superiors. Relatives in a family are often good in general, but when people’s hearts are scattered, they are bad in thousands of ways.

Liu Xianyang smiled and said, “It’s right for you to choose to leave home. If you don’t save yourself and make a cut with the family, you’ll be finished in this life.”

The desperate boy smiled bitterly. His idea was very simple, he only hoped to become a registered disciple of Longquan Sword Sect, and then go back to clean up the mess.

Otherwise, he has a low position and little influence in the family, and he is a junior, so there is no reason to speak.

Liu Xianyang stood up, “Okay, okay, don’t look so sad, come with me up the mountain.”

Li Shenyuan said in surprise, “Is Immortal Xu willing to take me as a disciple?”

Since he had the intention of snatching disciples, Liu Xianyang began to play tricks and put eye drops on Senior Sister Xu, “She thinks that you are too bad, and you are not a sword cultivator. But she is a sword immortal of the mountain, and her first disciple must be a sword cultivator. I said a lot of good things on the mountain before I convinced her, the sect’s law enforcement officer, to allow you to cultivate on the mountain. So it’s not going to Sea-Boiling Peak, but to Youyi Peak. First, you will be an unnamed disciple to a respected, handsome, and talented great man. Whether you can enter the hall and become this person’s direct disciple depends on your future creation.”

Li Shenyuan was a little disappointed, but after all, it was not the worst result, and he did not need to make this trip in vain and go back home. The boy followed Liu Xianyang out of the house and asked curiously, “Sect Leader Liu, may I ask, which sword immortal’s dojo is Youyi Peak?”

The reason why Li Shenyuan insisted on learning from Xu Xiaoqiao was because the boy had seen this kind and amiable immortal on the streets of State City and thought she was a good person.

Liu Xianyang handed the oil lamp in his hand to the boy next to him and said with a smile, “It’s far away, but it’s right in front of you.”

Li Shenyuan, holding the oil lamp, stopped and stood there blankly, but did not forget to stretch out his arm to protect the light of the lamp.

Liu Xianyang said seriously, “I will take you to Youyi Peak on foot all the way. The wind is strong in the mountains. If the light goes out, it means that you and I have no fate as master and disciple.”

The boy’s face suddenly tensed up, and he was so nervous that sweat dripped from his forehead. He immediately untied his clothes and protected the light of the lamp inside his clothes to avoid the