976: Chapter 975: Campbell Sect 976: Chapter 975: Campbell Sect Landyn Torres was right about one thing: ascending in that plane indeed ant that the Campbell Sect would take him in, but a slight mishap occurred—Yusuf Zuck wasn’t initiated through the usual procedures; instead, he was whisked away by a disciple of a disciple of the Alchemy College Head of the Campbell Sect.
It wasn’t exactly nepotism—rather, the College Head’s grand-disciple, using his lowly status, forcibly took him away, wanting just a nial worker, a slave to toil for him.
“Still the sixteenth disciple of the Alchemy Dean’s student?
No wonder you’re so miserably poor, but you’re also quite old!” Yusuf Zuck cursed continuously in his heart.
Why was he so unlucky?
He had thought that after rging with the Book of Life, his talents would be decent, so after his ascension, he would surely be heavily relied upon.
Yet he hadn’t expected to be directly taken away by this old bastard.
All along the way, Rafael Case didn’t brief him about the overview of the Elent World, didn’t ntion anything about cultivation levels, nor did he talk about Sect affairs.
All he did during the journey, besides cursing and complaining about this and that, was virtually nothing significant.
Most importantly, when he cursed, the sll from his mouth was so unbearable, Yusuf Zuck almost vomited but managed to endure it.
After flying for three days, Yusuf Zuck saw so towns but no cities, and the land was boundless.
It took three days for the two of them to arrive at the Campbell Sect.
The Campbell Sect was also a super Great Sect of the Elent World, with a majestic mountain gate bustling with people coming and going, and it was also situated atop an Immortal Mountain.
As they landed at the mountain gate with people entering and leaving, there seed to be no gatekeeping disciples around—it seed there was no need to guard the gate, but also, no one ca to greet them including Rafael Case.
The two went straight into the mountain gate without any need for a Waist Badge, but as they entered, Yusuf Zuck clearly felt a flash from the collar on his neck.
“Stay close to .
When I didn’t tell you to speak, don’t speak!” Rafael Case was a bit like going through nopause, very irritable.
Yusuf Zuck kept silent, following him through twists and turns, even crossing a river, until they entered a yard within the mountain gate, which had a sign outside labeled ‘Domicile Registration Office’—the place to register.
“Yo, isn’t that Brother Rafael?
What, finally found a nial worker?” The staff inside looked at Rafael Case leading Yusuf Zuck in, all of them watching them in astonishnt.
“Cut the crap.
His na is Zayden Newton.
Hurry up with the immortal seal and register him!” Rafael Case said loudly.
“Okay, but do you have the academy head’s authorization?
Registration requires the academy head’s authorization.
If not that, your master’s will do,” the one called brother said with a grin.
“What nonsense authorization?
I was granted a verbal order by my master to fetch a nial worker.
If you want an authorization, go ask my master for it!” Rafael Case said angrily.
“No authorization won’t do; I’m not making it difficult for Brother Rafael,” the man said with a phony smile.
“A manager at the Domicile Registration Office dares to bully ?
You…
you…” Rafael Case was fuming, smoke practically coming out of his seven orifices.
Being a disciple of the academy head, his status was supposed to be exceedingly exalted, yet many in the Sect could bully him, pushing him nearly to madness, driving him insane.
“What’s all this noise about?
How unseemly!” Just then, a woman clad in a purple robe and a phoenix hairpin, with cold, piercing eyes, walked in, followed by three raggedly dressed won, also wearing collars around their necks.
“Greetings, Master Aunt Feng,” Rafael Case, the steward, and the other clerks at the Domicile Registration Office all bowed in salute.
“Help register these three, and seal their records with the Immortal Seal!” Master Aunt Feng’s voice was cold and authoritative.
“Yes, yes, yes.” The steward, without asking any questions, imdiately led the three won aside, asked for their nas and where they ca from, and quickly completed their registrations.
He then stamped a red seal on each of their arms, which emitted a brief glow upon contact.
“Rafael Case, what is this about?
Why is there always such a commotion wherever you go?” Master Aunt Feng frowned and scolded him.
“Master Aunt, indeed, it isn’t my fault,” said Rafael Case, who appeared to be about eighty years old, yet respectfully addressed the young woman before him as Master Aunt, continuing with a tone of grievance, “Previously, I had no alchemical servants, so no one managed my personal affairs.
A few days ago, the grandmaster lectured and noticed my ragged and dirty clothing, questioning my appearance.
Upon realizing I had been without alchemical servants for years, he permitted to recruit one.
However, there were no idle servants in the Sect, so I waited at the Ascension Platform for nine days, enduring nine days of difficulties, until I was finally able to bring back a servant.
Yet upon returning, Corbin King made it difficult for by refusing to register my servant.
Please, Master Aunt, I ask for your support!”
“Corbin King, is that true?” Master Aunt Feng turned to the steward.
The steward, with sweat on his forehead but still stiff-necked, said, “He had no dean’s decree, not even his master’s decree, according to the rules…”
“Just register his servant, how about my decree?” Master Aunt Feng sighed.
“No need, no need, it’s just a servant, not any disciples, let’s not complicate things!” Corbin King imdiately nodded repeatedly, as servant registration was indeed a trivial matter, hardly worth ntioning!
“His na is Zayden Newton, from ‘Cloud Rising Cultivation World’,” Rafael Case said, lifting his chin proudly once more.
“Understood, this is his Identity Waist Plaque and servant attire.
Roll up your sleeves, and stamp the Immortal Seal!” Corbin King promptly completed Yusuf Zuck’s registration, threw a waist plaque and a set of clothes at Yusuf Zuck, and also stamped the Immortal Seal on Yusuf Zuck’s arm.
“Thank you, Master Aunt.
I shall take my leave now,” Rafael Case said, beaming as he bowed repeatedly to Master Aunt Feng before striding out.
Yusuf Zuck followed behind him, limping along, and after turning several corners, they entered a yard at a mountain bend.
The yard was like a quadrangle, with the gate to the south, side rooms on the east and west, and the main house at the north.
Through the main house, there was another yard behind, featuring two entrances and exits, including a woodshed among other things.
There were trees and stone tables in the yard, which was spacious but sowhat unkempt with rotten leaves everywhere that had started to mold.
“Zayden Newton, there is a woodshed behind, and a pot in the woodshed.
Go on, heat up a kettle of water, make so good tea, then start cleaning from the backyard.
Organize the fallen leaves in the yard, the firewood in the woodshed.
Oh, and you will be living in the backyard, choose any room you like, but there are no quilts.
You will…
from now on take care of the heavy work, cleaning, and assist in fanning the flas when I perform alchemy.
Mm-hmm, I will not mistreat you, other servants are not allowed to cultivate, but you can, I will gradually teach you so basic teachings of Jimmie Campbell Sect, its boxing and swordsmanship techniques.”
“Thank you, my lord, but may I ask what your rank is?” Yusuf Zuck suddenly bowed, his eyes also shimring with a hint of nace.
To achieve sothing significant, being a servant wouldn’t do; all the hard work might yield no progress even after ten or eight years.
So he planned to start with Rafael Case, looking for opportunities to suppress him and turn the master-servant roles around!
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