Chapter 365: 363, New Disciple Entry Level (3/3)
What will happen in the future? It’s hard to say.
"Really!" Huan Cheng saw this scene and felt like crying. He thought that after the Mitian Sect was destroyed, Cangwu City could quiet down for a while, and in the future, all the major forces would come to curry favor with the Immortal Sect, and Cangwu City could develop by leveraging this momentum.
With Luo River’s death, it seemed completely hopeless.
"Does this kid ever consider the consequences?" If he chose to endure and make good relations with the Hundred Sects Alliance, wouldn’t his future be smooth sailing, "He promised so many benefits, but refused without even saying..."
This time, Huan Cheng’s sigh was unseen by Wen Ping. When he returned to the Immortal Sect, Biyue Yi’s eyes were aflame.
"Sect Leader, what is this swordsmanship called?" Having seen Wen Ping kill with this swordsmanship twice, he couldn’t calm his heart. This feeling was like pouring tea, the cup was already full, but the tea kept pouring.
The overflowing tea was his current excitement.
And the water that kept pouring was the excitement the swordsmanship brought him.
Wen Ping spoke, "Sword Control Skill, if you want to learn it, you can do it anytime."
"Thank you, Sect Leader!"
Biyue Yi understood what it meant to be truly generous. Throwing away a Thousand Gold meant nothing; could it compare to the Sect Leader offering Sword Control Skill for their cultivation? This Sword Control Skill, if in the Biyue Family, definitely only the Clan Leader could cultivate it.
"Follow me." Wen Ping stepped towards the dormitory area.
When he reached the wooden bridge, Wen Ping continued, "This is where you will live. The outer layer costs 50 Gold Coins a day. The ten houses inside cost 500 Gold a day. If you want to cultivate Sword Control Skill, go live in the ones costing 500 Gold a day."
"Oh."
Sure enough, everywhere requires money.
Lodging, such a basic need, was surprisingly so expensive.
When they entered the dormitory area, Wen Ping directly shouted to those cultivating Sword Control Skill, "Luo Mi, he’s yours to handle."
"Brother Luo." Biyue Yi stepped forward with a smile.
Luo Yi was delighted, "Sect Leader, leave it to me. I’ll take him around the entire Immortal Sect."
The new junior arrived!
He finally escaped the title of junior disciple.
Luo Mi casually pointed to a room, "Junior, you will stay in that room. Rest for a bit; we will eat lunch later and introduce everyone to you then." At this moment, the others were either in the Gravity Field or Wind Valley, only appearing at meal time.
"Brother Luo, there’s lunch?" Biyue Yi was startled because he often ate only once every three or four days.
"Yes, three meals a day are a must... never mind, you’ll understand in due time." Luo Mi said and then directly walked with Biyue Yi into the room, helping tidy up while waiting for noon to arrive.
As noon approached, more people began to gather.
Everyone coming out from Wind Valley was excited to see the new junior disciple. Of course, the most thrilled was still Luo Mi.
Because he no longer had to be ordered around as the junior disciple.
"Drink up." When everyone came to the kitchen, Lin Kewu poured a glass of well water for Luo Mi, not forgetting to warn him, "Drink slowly... there’s not much water to drink."
Biyue Yi instinctively glanced at the ancient well and could see the shimmering waves beneath. He then smiled and drank water while chatting with everyone, "Dear senior brothers, senior sisters, please take care of me in the future..."
"Hmm?" The taste of the water made Biyue Yi pause. After gulping down a mouthful, he quickly had another, and after three sips, the glass was empty.
"Ha ha!"
Lin Kewu couldn’t help but laugh, then headed upstairs.
Only Luo Mi stayed on the first floor, asking, "Is it good?"
"Yes!" Biyue Yi quickly nodded and then wanted to scoop more water from the bucket. It was the first time he felt that well water could be so delicious, satisfying an innate desire.
However, Luo Mi stopped him.
"In our Immortal Sect, you can only drink one ladle of water a day. If you want more, wait until tomorrow."
"Ah?" Only one ladle of water a day?
No wonder Brother Lin Kewu told him to drink less.
He thought it was because there was not enough well water to drink.
Luo Mi smiled and continued, "The meal here, each person can only have one bowl a meal; learn to adapt."
"Oh..." Biyue Yi had nothing to say.
"But don’t worry, as long as you can eat it, it’s a gain. This water and food, they are the only things in our Sect that are free. Of course, free doesn’t mean they aren’t good... in fact, they are excellent."
After saying that, Luo Mi went directly upstairs.
When everyone sat down, a homely atmosphere enveloped them.
For the first time, Biyue Yi saw the Sect Leader, elders, and disciples eating together, and they could even chat.
Just when they were about to start eating, Zhao Qing noticed an issue, "Where’s Lele?"
Yun Liao responded, "Didn’t come out from Wind Valley. Probably looking for Red Stone; this guy has been quite diligent in looking for Red Stone recently. As soon as daily cultivation ends, he immediately goes in to find Red Stone, and his harvest has been considerable."
"Does this guy not even eat?" Zhao Qing thought inwardly: It shouldn’t be, Yang Lele isn’t that kind of person.
Wen Ping spoke up at this juncture, "Let’s eat first."
"Alright, I’ll save some for him." Zhao Qing said and quickly put some dishes into Yang Lele’s bowl.
"Delicious!" As usual, after the first bite, Biyue Yi couldn’t help but exclaim, making the others watch him and laugh.
Luo Mi quickly reminded him from the side, "Junior, slow down, only one bowl per meal."
"Oh." Biyue Yi slowed down his pace.
It wasn’t long before a voice came from outside the window.
"Sect Leader!"
"Zhao Qing!"
It was Yang Lele’s voice.
From the sound of it, Yang Lele seemed very anxious, with a hint of excitement in his tone.
Bang, bang, bang!
Yang Lele quickly rushed upstairs.
"Sect Leader, elders!" He bowed to Wen Ping and others before sitting down, but his mouth couldn’t stay shut.
Huai Ye teased from the side, "What happened to make you so happy, calling Zhao Qing’s name from afar... Have you gotten the Immortal Slaying Sword Array?"
"What’s the Immortal Slaying Sword Array?" Biyue Yi couldn’t help but ask.
Honestly, he didn’t understand a word about Wind Valley, Red Stone, or these things.
Huai Ye smiled and responded, "Nothing... you’ll find out tonight."
"Laugh if you want, Huai Ye, I’m Yang Lele, and I’ve come with pride." Yang Lele chuckled, his joyful expression perceivable even to the blind, "This time, everyone... you have to thank me."
"Hmm?" Seeing Yang Lele’s expression, Wen Ping realized that this guy might have encountered something big.
"Tell us, what is it." Zhao Qing was the first who couldn’t hold back.
Yang Lele immediately stood up, reminiscing and began to explain, "This morning, I saw Elder Yun Liao in the Tornado Trial, and I thought about finding two Red Stones, selling one to Elder Qingxuan, keeping one for myself, but of course... if I could find more, I would. I didn’t know which direction I was walking, just that I walked for a long time. Didn’t find a single Red Stone!"
"Uh..."
Huai Ye and others fell into silence immediately.
The second floor of the kitchen was suddenly still.
"Is this a bad joke?"
Wen Ping couldn’t help but speak from the side.