Each disciple is not simple

"Mingjia, the weather is getting cold, it's time to accept a disciple..."

In the main hall, the leader of the Supreme Sect could no longer maintain the kind expression he had maintained for many years. He glared at the yawning female cultivator in white with gritted teeth.

The female cultivator was still beautiful without any makeup, but there were still some tears in the corners of her eyes from her yawning just now.

"No, it's too cold, I can't get up."

Mingjia's voice was lazy, with most of his body leaning on the chair, as if he had no bones.

Sect Master Xuanji couldn't stand Mingjia's state and shouted angrily, "When it's hot you're afraid of sweating, and when it's cold you say you can't get up! I don't care, if you don't accept a disciple today, I'll cut off your spiritual stones on the Sword Holding Peak!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mingjia's eyes widened and he jumped up from his seat.

"Absolutely not! Absolutely not! I'm planning to carve a magic circle on my Langyue Sword next month!"

As a sword cultivator, poverty is the norm, being penny wise is a good virtue, and it is your destiny to contribute to your beloved sword!

The clan leader wanted to cut off her life, so Mingjia naturally didn't dare to refuse.

"Why don't you get out and recruit disciples!"

A burst of innate energy of disappointment came over, and Mingjia was sent out of the hall.

The disciples who were sweeping outside the hall saw Mingjia being driven out by Sect Master Xuanji, and saluted as if they were not surprised.

Everyone in the entire Tai Shang Sect knows that since the previous leader of the Chijian Peak ascended to heaven, the new leader Mingjia, who was forced to take over, is a lazy person to the extreme.

Not only did he not accept any disciples for many years after taking office, he also dismissed the outer disciples who were responsible for cleaning the Chijian Peak, under the pretext of saving spirit stones.

Now, in the huge Chijian Peak, Mingjia is the only peak master left.

Mingjia flew aimlessly on his sword.

Now that the sect has passed the time for recruiting new members, where can she find a disciple?

Unconsciously, Mingjia landed on the steps of the back mountain. Looking at the long and endless road, he suddenly felt hungry.

Look at the Heart-Searching Steps. Doesn’t it look like a pig’s ladder to heaven? It tastes crunchy and spicy…

"…You can only climb twenty steps? You are such a loser! The dogs in the Law Enforcement Hall can climb fifty steps!"

"If I were you, I would just run into a wall and die here! Why would I bother cultivating immortality?"

"Hey, you dare to glare at me! Jun Moyao, you still think you are the eldest daughter of the Jun family! Why are you putting on airs in front of me!"

"My spiritual roots are all wasted, hahahaha..."

In front of the Heart-Consciousness Steps far away from Mingjia, three people dressed in outer disciples' clothes were ridiculing a girl in servant's clothes.

The girl's entire body was soaked with sweat, her clothes were in tatters, and she was gasping for breath. The spiritual energy around her was dissipating, and she couldn't even seem to be able to draw simple energy into her body.

But even so, the girl's back remained straight, like a pine or cypress that would not bend.

Perhaps because they felt intimidated by Jun Moyao's gaze, those outer disciples became angry and attacked her directly.

Even if he was only at the Qi Refining Stage, it was still a mountain that Jun Moyao could not overcome now.

Jun Moyao was knocked to the ground by three men. She could only protect her vital parts as best she could to save her life. Her deep eyes remained firm.

"…Thirty years…on the east side of the river, thirty years…on the west side of the river, don’t despise…the young and poor!"

The girl squeezed out a word from between her teeth, but the outer disciples didn't hear it at all.

Seeing Jun Moyao being beaten to death, Ming Jia did not move, but released several streams of spiritual energy from his body, directly knocking those outer disciples away.

The outer sect disciple was about to resist when he saw Mingjia wearing white clothes that only the peak master would wear, and his expression changed instantly.

"True...True Lord, please spare my life! True Lord, please spare my life!"

Those who can become the peak master are generally at the Nascent Soul stage, so it is wise to call them True Lord.

Mingjia was still lazy, and her eyes fell nonchalantly on Jun Moyao, whose chest was still rising and falling, "Can you still get up?"

Jun Moyao tried hard to support her body and wanted to get up from the ground, but she fell to the ground again and again. The blood and dust had blurred her face.

"If you can get up, I will accept you as my disciple." Mingjia did not go forward to help, but just leaned against the big tree with a lazy look on his face.

As soon as these words were spoken, the three outer disciples were frightened out of their wits.

"Master! Jun Moyao is a loser! Her spiritual roots are damaged! You must not accept her as your disciple!"

"She has no chance of becoming an immortal in this life! Master, please think twice!"

"She can't even get to the Heart-Searching Stage, which means she has a demon in her heart!"

All these half-true and half-false words were meant to discredit Jun Moyao.

If Jun Moyao became Zhenjun's disciple, they would probably not have a good ending, as Jun Moyao would definitely take revenge on them.

Mingjia acted as if she didn't hear anything and closed her eyes slightly.

She didn't say anything, and the outer disciple didn't dare to say anything either, because the faint spiritual energy surrounding them was a very obvious warning.

Hence, the only sounds heard in front of the entire Steps of Inquiry were Jun Moyao struggling to get up and her heavy breathing.

Perhaps God had pity on this poor girl. In less than a cup of tea, Jun Moyao finally stood up shakily!

"Jun Moyao, right? From now on, you are my Mingjia's direct disciple."

A ray of spiritual energy flashed by, and a token of a disciple from Chijian Peak appeared on Jun Moyao's waist.

Mingjia threw a bottle of pills to Jun Moyao, and Jun Moyao opened it and ate one without thinking.

In an instant, Jun Moyao's external injuries were all healed, and he looked full of energy, but his damaged spiritual roots were still unable to gather energy.

"Thank you Master!"

The outer disciple was surprised and envious, wishing that he was the one accepted as Mingjia's disciple.

"Let's go."

It seemed that his new disciple was not able to wield a sword either, so Mingjia could only share his Langyue Sword with him reluctantly and then pulled Jun Moyao away from the Heart-Searching Stage.

Those outer disciples breathed a sigh of relief, but the jealousy in their eyes grew stronger.

"Why Jun Moyao..."

Before they could utter any jealous words, they heard that familiar lazy voice in their ears.

"Go to the Law Enforcement Hall to receive your punishment."

Several people collapsed to the ground in an instant and fainted from fear.

Although Mingjia is the only living person on Chijian Peak, there are still many necessary buildings. After all, Chijian Peak was also a big peak hundreds of years ago.

Mingjia didn't feel much touched about the new disciple. After all, it was a choice he had to make in order to cope with the situation of the sect master.

After pointing out the long-abandoned Disciple Pavilion to Jun Moyao and telling her that she could choose any place to live, he hurried off to catch up on his sleep.

There was no fluctuation in Jun Moyao's eyes despite being treated coldly. The monthly salary and clothing for her as a disciple had not been delivered yet. She was dressed in gray, but her posture was still strong and upright.

She looked at the quiet and even desolate Chijian Peak and exhaled heavily, as if she wanted to expel all the foul air from her body.

No one could have imagined that Jun Moyao was actually a reborn person!