Hold on, the system and I have never been angry

The sea monster's eggs were slippery and slid back into the water, so Qiansui couldn't eat them. Qiansui came to bother it every day. But after a month, it still showed no signs of hatching, so Qiansui got bored and stopped coming.

After investigation, it was found that the third biggest strange story in the sect was the illusion caused by the holographic teaching props in standby mode to simulate moves and scenes. So Qiansui went to all the major peaks to check one by one and turned off the standby mode. After that, there were almost no more strange stories in the sect.

Just half a year after the sect's enrollment ended, the first batch of outer disciples completed their advancement one after another, from the Wen Dao period to the Kai Guang period.

The disciples who have not advanced have basically reached the peak of the Wen Dao period, and are just one step away from reaching the final stage.

Unlike Ming Xiao, whose meridians were broken by Qin Han and then reshaped, he could practice directly from the beginning. They were a little confused when they first changed their practice methods, and Rong Ying, who had experienced spiritual power transformation, taught them one by one, so it took a long time.

Good news, you will be able to fly objects once you enter the consecration period.

The bad news is that they currently have no way to obtain magical weapons.

Generally speaking, the ways for sect disciples to obtain their natal spiritual weapon are as follows: sect inheritance, bestowal by elders, self-refining, exploration of secret realms, weapon spirit choosing a master, etc.

Since there are no real elders in each peak, the outer disciples have no master to belong to. Even if they temporarily go to the secret realm to obtain treasures, there is a high probability that they will not be able to use them due to incompatibility of the cultivation system.

As for refining by themselves, it can be basically ruled out. They have no talent for refining weapons and their furnace will definitely explode. Even if they have talent, the disciples of the weapon peak are also just starting out. They haven't even found their own life spirit weapon yet, so where would they get the time to help others refine?

The three brothers were at a loss as to how to distribute magical instruments to the outer disciples.

Rong Ying flipped through the report in his hand and said, "How about asking Uncle Yanfeng to go outside and capture a few weapon refiners and have them refine for the outer disciples?"

Qiansui held a small dried fish in his mouth and looked sideways: "Is this how your sect does it?"

"No, we have our own weapon refiners. There are too many disciples and not enough resources, so most of the time we can only do this, or go to the market or auction house to buy." Rong Ying paused for a moment, "There is another way. If the sect has a heritage site, qualified disciples can go in and choose. If they resonate, they can take it away. The treasures in the heritage site are special, and not everyone can enter. Just like training disciples, we have to pick the best ones to train. Hasn't it been like this for thousands of years all over the world? Regardless of the sect or family."

Lu Jinzhao: "This is a good setting. Our sect can also open one. There are a lot of spoils of war."

Ming Xiao: "But those seized magic weapons and spiritual tools cannot be used directly, they need to be refined. Currently, no disciple of the Weapon Peak can reach this level."

Several question marks popped up on Qiansui's head: "Why don't you just ask your omnipotent master?"

Ming Xiao sighed: "Master is not in the sect."

“You haven’t come back yet???”

Like most sect leaders, they either appear and disappear all day long, or stay at home all day. Sui Guanxian is somewhere in between, occasionally staying at home to soak in hot springs and read novels, but most of the time he wanders around outside, snatching treasures, fighting monsters, and bullying the weak.

During two public courses, he even directly connected the two spaces and taught them on the other side of the continent. While teaching, he also threw the unlucky monsters that were used as teaching materials into the breeding farm under the main peak.

Sui Guanxian hasn't been seen for several months, ever since Qiansui made it clear that she was unwilling to accompany him out and gave him an electronic illustrated book.

They were not worried about his personal safety. It was just that Sui Guanxian seemed to be annoyed and left the sound transmission stone in the sect without taking it away. Ming Xiao was now unable to contact him through one-way communication.

Before they could figure out what was going on, after a huge explosion, a foul odor mixed with multiple smells drifted into the residence of the direct disciple along with the fluctuations of spiritual power.

Qiansui had a keen sense of smell, and he vomited on the spot when he smelled something. He quickly covered his nose and dissolved the entity, cursing: "What are those little bastards at Danfeng doing?! They keep blowing up the furnace every other day, and the materials are free!? The smell this time is even more outrageous than the last time!"

Lu Jinzhao covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves: "It could also be caused by the explosion of Qifeng."

Perhaps some disciples of Qi Peak are impatient and want to refine their own spiritual weapons, which is not surprising.

Rong Ying took out his folding fan and used his spiritual power to dispel the smell. He then slowly exhaled, "Wait for me to research and make a talisman to stick on the outer barrier to block the stink they create."

Qiansui whispered, "This guy should be Sui Guanxian's number one fanboy, right? He should learn from him and always carry a folding fan."

Lu Jinzhao: "Isn't a folding fan a fashionable item that everyone in the world of immortal cultivation has?"

"One for each? How about yours?"

"I have other ideas."

Several people rushed to the place where the explosion took a look. Oh, the Danfeng and Qifeng exploded at the same time. No wonder it smelled so bad.

Ming Xiao took out the sect account book, looked at the monthly expenditure, and helplessly held his forehead: "Should we reduce the monthly budget of Qifeng and Danfeng?"

Cheng Yuanyuan and Lan Yuzhi came out, covering their mouths and noses, and shouted, "No! Don't reduce it, we can ask our families for the extra ones!"

Several people looked at each other, feeling somewhat helpless. Since the rich kid had said so, they had no reason to raise any objections.

After cleaning up the mess, he returned to his disciple's residence to continue discussing matters.

"I don't remember teaching you to be so stingy." Dozens of storage containers appeared out of thin air, hitting the three people's heads, arms, the ground, and the table. Sui Guanxian's face floated in the air with the water mirror: "If the outer disciples are short of their own spiritual tools, they can take them from my private collection. Even if everyone takes dozens of top-grade magic tools, my storage bag will not be empty even for one."

"..." Qiansui was speechless and choked: "It's not a question of being stingy. If everyone can get the best, then there will be no competition. Who will practice seriously? Anyway, you have so many immortal pills that can directly ascend to heaven after eating them. Why don't they just line up and wait for your charity? No matter how much you have in stock, there will always be a day when they will be eaten up, right?"

"Yes, Master, if everyone can get good things, wouldn't it be unfair to the talented and hardworking disciples?" Rong Ying nodded in agreement with Qiansui's point of view.

"Stupid cat." Sui Guanxian flicked their heads at each of them, "The sect is newly established, the number of disciples is scarce, and the resources are sufficient, so it is more reasonable to distribute them equally. If I treat you poorly because your third junior brother is more talented and more hardworking than you, after a long time, won't you think it is unfair?"

Rong Ying rubbed his forehead and said, "I can't. Third Junior Brother is better at fighting than me, so I will just focus on being a supporting role."

"You can't. Can you guarantee that everyone is as broad-minded as you?" Sui Guanxian flicked his head again: "Do as I say."

Watching Rong Ying and Ming Xiao selecting suitable magic weapons from their storage bags and preparing to distribute them to suitable disciples according to their characteristics, Lu Jinchao suddenly had a new idea: "Why not hold a sect assessment? Set up a top three, and each contestant can choose a top-grade magic weapon without informing them in advance. The top three will be rewarded with some refining materials and spirit stones, and the reward will be reduced each time someone wins, and so on. In this way, the competitive relationship you want and everyone getting a top-grade spirit weapon can be achieved, and I can also watch a good show."

"That's a good idea." Rong Ying gave a thumbs up, imitating what his junior apprentice brother and the cat often did, "I agree."

"Now each main peak has only three or four disciples. Any one of them can be in the top three. What's the point of comparing?" Sui Guanxian was obviously flying in the air. There seemed to be a lot of air-breaking sounds behind him. He waved his hand and said, "Those are what I got recently. The magic weapons inside have been refined by me and can be directly used by outer disciples. You can count them one by one and distribute them to them. I have something else to do, so I won't say more."

After saying that, the water mirror dissipated and turned into the original tea and returned to the teacup on the table.

Chitose licked his claws: "He must have done something to be hunted by someone, and then he ran away from them on a whim."

"That's definitely the case." Rong Ying picked up the cat and buried it in his belly, sucking it. "But Master is right. We should wait until we recruit more outer disciples before conducting the disciple assessment. It would be more interesting to compete with the main peak. If different peaks come together to compete, they can only compete in terms of strength. By then, the top three will surely be dominated by Jianfeng all year round. What's the point?"

Ming Xiao: "Indeed. It is unfair to let the disciples of other peaks compete with Jianfeng in fighting skills. It is not interesting to compete with the disciples of the same peak... Why don't we go to study abroad?"

"What is a study tour?" Qiansui used all four of his paws to crawl out of Congrongying's hand and excitedly floated over the heads of Ming and the other two. "Does it mean a spring outing? Can we finally go out and play?"

Lu Jinzhao nodded: "That's about right. The main purpose is to promote our sect to the people everywhere, so that more disciples will sign up."

Since they wanted to recruit students, the three of them would definitely not be enough, so they simply sent out a disciple from each main peak to form their own study tour team, a total of four groups, going in four directions.

Yan Feng was guarding the sect, while his three fellow disciples and the Ti Hun siblings each led a team. The scene of nearly forty people flying on their own magic weapons was quite spectacular.

I don't know what magic the pill Sui Guanxian gave it has, but Qiansui can now freely control the size of his body, no longer afraid of gaining weight. It shrunk proportionally and lay on the shoulder of its host, and began to chatter: "You are a bunch of low-level kids, wandering around everywhere. If you encounter danger, Sui Guanxian will have to split himself to save you. He will be very busy by then, hehehehe——"

"Do you really hate him so much?" Lu Jinzhao put his hands in his sleeves, stepped on the flying sword, and looked like a fairy boy in a storybook. "Why?"

"Isn't it all your fault?" Qiansui groaned in dissatisfaction: "Since coming here, you only have your daughter, your daughter, your daughter, and the sect in your eyes. When have you ever cared about me?"

"You are wronged, Master Qingtang." Lu Jinchao laughed secretly, "You eat, live and sleep with me as usual, and I never lack cat strips and cat cans for you. I even made you a jewel necklace and a small figurine. How can I not care about you?"

"I don't care, I must be the first wife!"

"What's the difference between a main wife and a secondary wife? I don't have a harem. You are my family, unique and you don't need to be compared with anyone else."

"Humph, you just say nice things to coax me." Chitose turned his head away: "When you were a male celebrity, you also coaxed those girls to increase your favorability points in this way, but I don't buy it."

"You don't want this?" Lu Jinzhao casually took out two newly made cat strips, tore open the seal and waved them in front of Qiansui's nose: "You don't want this either?"

Seeing the delicious food, Qiansui's eyes lit up immediately, and he pounced on it and took a bite with both paws: "Eat, eat, eat, I'll only eat one set, I forgive you!"

"Then can you please, for my sake, show some love to Sui Guanxian and his family, and not make me feel awkward in the middle?"

"Two tons of cat treats. Let me think about it."

"You are in charge of my money, right? Just buy it yourself."

"I want you to do it yourself!"

"Okay, okay, I'll go back to the system space and make you some cat food."

According to the arrangement that each study tour team must have at least one disciple from the seven main peaks, Lu Jinchao traveled together with Cheng Yuanyuan from Dan Peak, Bai Chao from Fa Peak, Ye Wuhen from Qi Peak, Xi Moxuan from Fu Peak, Xue Yiting from Shou Peak, and Zuo Shishi from Zhen Peak.

After classes at Jianfeng, Lu Jinchao would often go to the Qidafeng classroom to learn some basics. Therefore, he was quite familiar with them, although he could not say that he knew them very well, at least he could call them by name.

He and Qiansui were no longer surprised by Bai Chao's insistence on teaming up with Cheng Yuanyuan. However, Lan Yuzhi and Li Xing, one at the Dan Peak and the other at the Fa Peak, bumped into each other and could not form a team.

They had traveled back and forth between the villages, towns and cities surrounding Wuming Mountain countless times in the past six months. This time, they were preparing to go to a farther place, crossing half of Guangting Country, and all of them left the city.

Xi Moxuan also smiled and put his hands in his sleeves, stepped on the talisman, and said: "Duli is my hometown. When we get there, I will treat all the brothers and sisters to visit the scenic spots."

Zuo Shishi clapped her hands and said, "Great, great!"

Studying in the ancestral home of the outer disciples was also one of Lu Jinchao's plans. With someone familiar guaranteeing him, the people would be more likely to believe him.

Chitose smacked her lips. "Why does it sound like a pyramid scheme that specifically defrauds acquaintances?"

Lu Jinzhao: "...According to what you said, the essence of all internal referral work is no different from pyramid schemes."

Cheng Yuanyuan kicked Bai Chao who insisted on rubbing against her alchemy furnace: "Don't you have a magic weapon of your own? Why are you rubbing against mine!"

Bai Chao covered his butt, took a whisk from behind, stepped on it, and said angrily: "I just sat on your alchemy furnace, you are so stingy! Cheng Yuanyuan, you are such a violent woman!"

"Oh my, what did I think you chose? It turned out to be a whisk. I felt like I aged dozens of years in an instant, Mr. Bai." Cheng Yuanyuan laughed out loud and made faces at him.

Bai Chao's defense was broken: "This is not what I wanted to choose! It chose me!"

He didn't like this broken whisk! He was clearly after the golden jade magic plate! Who knew that in the blink of an eye, the magic plate flew to Li Xing's hand, and the whisk chased him around...

The whisk seemed to sense Bai Chao's disdain, and it swung the handle, throwing Bai Chao down.

Lu Jinchao was quick to summon a relatively good-natured flying sword from the sword box, caught Bai Chao, and shook his head, saying, "Brother Bai, you can't do this. No matter what magic weapon it is, if you don't like it, it will naturally not like you."

Looking at the whisk that was full of dissatisfaction hiding behind Cheng Yuanyuan, Bai Chao raised his hands in surrender: "I won't say bad things about you anymore, really, I won't say bad things about you anymore."

The whisk still ignored him. Lu Jinchao waved his hand, signaling the whisk to come over. He examined the whisk carefully for a while, "It's a good magic weapon, use it and cherish it."