Chu Huaixu looked around, taking a deep breath.
"The air in the Daoist Sect really is fresh!" he thought to himself with so emotion.
This wasn’t an illusion.
Even though this was just the Outer Sect region, with the Spirit Gathering Array here, the Spiritual Qi was far richer than outside.
If an ordinary person stayed here, even without cultivating, their body would beco healthier and they might even live longer.
Li Chunsong looked at the two of them and spoke: "The place where our Daoist Sect is located is called [Beyond the Mountain]; I think both of you must already know this."
"Beyond the Mountain is divided into several regions, and where you are now is called [dicine Mountain], one of the three Outer Peaks."
"From this mont, you are now registered disciples of our Daoist Sect."
Back when Chu Huaixu played the ga, at least his main account was a disciple of Spring and Autumn Mountain, so he knew a fair bit about the ranking system of big sects like this.
When you first enter the sect, your identity usually starts as a registered disciple.
A registered disciple’s status is just slightly higher than that of an Outer Sect servant. They still have to work.
It’s just that servants do odd jobs, while registered disciples on [dicine Mountain] probably take care of spiritual dicine.
Besides, servants aren’t taught any cultivation techniques, but registered disciples are taught cultivation techniques for the [Acupoint Opening and Body Refining Stage].
Once you break through the Acupoint Opening Stage, you can be promoted to Outer Sect Disciple.
After that, there’s Inner Sect Disciple and True Disciple.
Chu Huaixu would never have thought that following Han Shuangjiang into the sect, he’d have to start out as a registered disciple.
"I an, it’s whatever for . After all, my mission was to sneak in as a servant; so in a way this is a level up..." he thought.
"But Han Shuangjiang is the world’s protagonist. She’s got no face either?"
As far as he rembered, "Borrowed Sword" went into open beta in Xuan Calendar 1991, and at that ti, Han Shuangjiang was already an Inner Sect Disciple of the Daoist Sect.
"So, in other words, she actually rose to Inner Sect in just one year?" he guessed.
The Sixth Elder, Li Chunsong, looked at the two of them, and the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a powerful oppressiveness he radiated, enveloping them both.
"You two ca to Wung Mountain at midnight—I’m guessing you both t a storyteller."
"About this, I want you to keep it in your stomachs—don’t ntion it to anyone, understood?" he said in a low voice.
After speaking, he first turned his gaze to Han Shuangjiang.
Han Shuangjiang imdiately replied, "Yes, Elder, I understand."
Then he turned his gaze to Chu Huaixu.
Chu Huaixu thought for a mont, then deliberately replied, "Disciple has never seen any storyteller."
As soon as he said this, Han Shuangjiang couldn’t help but give him a sideways glance.
Li Chunsong heard this, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a slight smile. "Good! Very good, you really are sharp-tongued."
The Sixth Elder was clearly satisfied.
"Rember, neither of you have ever seen any storyteller!" he reiterated, lifting his hand to indicate that the matter was closed and not to be discussed further.
...
...
After his reminders, the perpetually unlucky-in-gambling Sixth Elder waved his hand, dispelling the restrictions around them.
The conversation between the three just now couldn’t be heard from outside—unless the eavesdropper’s cultivation was even higher than Li Chunsong’s.
"Now, each of you give a drop of blood from your fingertip," he said. "I’ll personally make your [Life Token]. When you die, the token will shatter!"
Life Tokens aren’t anything rare. Their use is simply to tell others if you’re dead, and if so, where you died.
Even that loser Xue Hu, who Chu Huaixu killed in one strike, had his own Life Token, which was what brought the Patrol Office down on them.
Of course, not all Life Tokens are equal—there are different grades.
The difference mainly lies in the second function: where you died.
The higher the grade of the Life Token, the larger the [Positioning] range.
For people like Xue Hu, if he died far away, you couldn’t locate him at all.
"If Li Chunsong himself is forging our Life Tokens, it looks like the Daoist Sect cares about us," thought Chu Huaixu.
"But then why have us start out as registered disciples?" He was a bit confused.
As it was, Chu Huaixu had basically stolen Xu Ziqing’s ’script’. He thought maybe he’d get so perks as the [world’s protagonist], but turns out he’s still starting at the bottom.
Li Chunsong waved his hand, and two blue Ice Spikes materialized in the air. They were sharp, like needles.
Han Shuangjiang raised her index finger first, gently touched the tip of the Ice Spike, and a wound appeared.
A drop of fresh blood fell, floating in the direction of the Sixth Elder.
Li Chunsong raised his hand, letting it hover over his palm. Then his expression changed slightly.
"Profound Yin Body?"
"Didn’t expect you’d have the Profound Yin Body."
He clicked his tongue, then continued, "Our sect founder had the Pure Yang Body, on par with your physique."
Li Chunsong looked at Han Shuangjiang, wanting to say sothing about the secrets of this constitution, but stopped as it didn’t suit a man to tell a woman.
"There are things you’ll need to pay attention to with that constitution—I’ll have the Ninth Elder co and talk to you," he said.
Chu Huaixu heard all this, and a few guesses surfaced in his mind.
What was special about the Profound Yin Body and what precautions were needed—he had no idea.
But the detailed info on this Daoist Sect Founder’s Pure Yang Body had been dug up by the players.
"That Dao Ancestor, nicknad ’East Continent’s Strongest Virgin’ by the player forum—an old virgin through and through."
With the Pure Yang Body, as long as you keep your Primordial Yang unshed, your cultivation realm rockets up.
The stronger the Dao Ancestor got, the more proof he’d never lost his virginity—his ’chastity archway’ just kept getting bigger and fancier.
Rumor had it that during the Dao Ancestor’s rampage across the Profound Yellow Realm, old rivals loved to tease him about it.
There are even unofficial accounts that so of his defeated enemies—enemies who’d co to hate his guts—considered cooking up so dark sche to, you know, "force" him...
One such account claims the Female Mountain Master of that era on Spring and Autumn Mountain ntioned this many tis in her diary, wanting to do it herself, but sadly she wasn’t his match in a fight.
Chu Huaixu could easily imagine—in that era, the Dao Ancestor must’ve faced countless honeytrap attempts.
As a guy admired by all, how many tis did he have to sit among beauties and not get distracted?
"As for the secrets of the Profound Yin Body, let’s see if I get to find out soday," he thought, his gossip-loving heart itching once more.
At that mont, Li Chunsong turned his gaze to Chu Huaixu.
You could see in his eyes—he was full of expectation.
"Let’s see just what kind of surprises you two can give ," thought Li Chunsong, burning with curiosity inside.
The veiled Han Shuangjiang also looked over at this fox-faced guy, her heart piqued.
She had no clue what "Profound Yin Body" ant either, but seeing even the Sixth Elder so rattled, it must be sothing rare.
Besides, while she was in the Joy Sect, no one ever detected anything special!
La chicken sects really are la! Weaklings!
This cool-as-ice woman stared ahead, thinking to herself, "So what about him?"
Chu Huaixu lifted his index finger carelessly, copied what he’d seen, and gently poked the blue Ice Spike.
Pain pricked his fingertip and blood welled out.
Li Chunsong used his Divine Sense to probe the blood, letting out a, "Hm?"
He looked at Chu Huaixu, didn’t believe it, and probed again. "Hm?"
In the end, all that ca out was, "Let’s just leave it at that, leave it at that for now."
Chu Huaixu knew exactly what that ant. He didn’t care.
Every player account starts off without any world-shattering constitution or talent.
You have to level up later, or get lucky, or do so hidden quests.
So, he’d already expected this result.
When everything was done, Li Chunsong glanced at a courtyard not far away, activated his Spiritual Power, and transmitted: "Niu Yuanshan, co see !"
As soon as he finished, soone ca out of the courtyard and bowed respectfully: "Niu Yuanshan greets the Sixth Elder."
This was a middle-aged man, with a square face that radiated righteous energy—he looked like he’d be perfect cast as an upright official in a period drama.
Oddly though, he looked a little bitter.
To be fair, he did feel bitter inside.
Tonight he had a mission from the organization; he’d just co back from an errand.
And now, great, the Sixth Elder called him out again.
It’s already midnight—everyone uses like a draft ox, huh?
"This is Outer Sect Steward Niu Yuanshan," Li Chunsong introduced to Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang.
Then he ordered Niu Yuanshan, "These two are registered disciples I personally brought back. You arrange things for them."
"As you command." Only then did Niu Yuanshan look up at them, inwardly curious.
Just a couple registered disciples, but the Sixth Elder personally brings them?
And when his gaze landed on Chu Huaixu, Chu Huaixu was looking at him too.
In both their hearts, a wave of shock rolled up—they imdiately had the sa thought:
"Why is it him?!"
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