I really became a king.

Chapter 217: Teacher
Jiang Yi followed Zhou Buchang and the other two into the mountain gate, leaving only the errand disciple who came to greet them standing outside the gate in a daze.

Looking at the booklet in his hand, Shen Yu always felt that it was a little unreal, as if he was dreaming.

He had longed to become an immortal since he was young, and even gave up his family and career for this. He went through untold hardships before he was able to join a secluded sect, but ended up wasting more than ten years.

Shen Yu, who is now nearly thirty years old, is still a menial disciple and has not been exposed to any magic.

He also understood that although he was accepted into a secluded sect, he could only be a menial disciple for the rest of his life and would never be able to be granted "immortal arts" unless he had another opportunity.

Shen Yu had already prepared himself to waste his whole life in Yinshan, but unexpectedly, the opportunity came just like that!
Originally, it was not his turn to welcome the guests, but this time it was different. As if in order to humiliate these secular princes, the mountain master randomly arranged an outer disciple to go out and greet them. However, the outer disciple thought that this would lower his status, so he casually threw this difficult task to Shen Yu, a menial disciple with an even lower status.

The mountain master and several other people in charge turned a blind eye to this and had no intention of intervening to stop it. As a result, Shen Yu appeared outside the mountain gate.

"Thank you for your teaching, Your Majesty. I, Shen Yu, will never forget it!"

Seeing that he was the only one outside the mountain gate, Shen Yu suddenly knelt down, facing the direction of the mountain gate that Jiang Yi had entered, and kowtowed three times.

Over the years, he has received too much cold stares in the secluded sect, and only he knows the pain.

What he had seen and heard over the years had completely overturned his perception of the secular sects. He always felt that they were incompatible with the secular world and were not what he had originally imagined the immortal sects to be like.

In particular, their indifference and cold-bloodedness towards secular life made him feel even more chilled.

So Shen Yu was disappointed, but having already abandoned his family and career, he was too ashamed to return to his home in the secular world, and the secular sect would not allow him to leave. He had originally planned to spend the rest of his life in Yinshan, but now, a turning point has come.

These three bows were his etiquette as a disciple. Regardless of whether the secular prince recognized him or not, he would regard him as his mentor.

Jiang Yi would never have thought that an unintentional action of his would result in him gaining another disciple.

As for the booklet, it was something he got from Ji Hou, a basic method of practicing in seclusion. Because he couldn't practice seclusion at the same time, he flipped through it and threw it into a corner of the storage ring.

Little did he know that this secular method that he had discarded was enough to make any secular cultivator jealous.

Compared to martial arts in the secular world, the concept of "the law is not easily passed on" is more deeply rooted in the secular sects. The vast majority of outer disciples of low status can only obtain a few incomplete techniques in their entire life.

A complete practice method, even the most basic one, would be regarded as a treasure by them.

After Shen Yu kowtowed, he pursed his lips and clenched his fists. Only after he calmed down did he walk into the mountain gate with a calm demeanor.

I was thinking about how to find out which of the four princes was my teacher, and I couldn't be careless about this matter.

But once he entered the mountain gate, he knew he didn't need to ask.

Therefore, at this moment, the four secular princes were surrounded by some secular disciples. Among them, the successor secret disciple of Shangxu Sect was pointing at his master with an angry look on his face.

"Jiang Yi, you killed my Shangxu Sect's secret disciple. Once we enter the secret realm, I will make you pay with blood!" Yin Fa, the successor secret disciple of Shangxu Sect, had hatred in his eyes.

Jiang Yi smiled and said, "You should be grateful to me. It is because I killed Ji Hou that you have the opportunity to become a secret disciple."

No one paid any attention to Shen Yu when he entered the mountain gate. He deliberately lowered his head and walked silently past the group of people. His emotions, which had calmed down, became agitated again.

"Jiang Yi! It turns out to be Jiang Yi, Prince Yi of the Dali Dynasty!" Shen Yu was extremely excited after getting the information he wanted.

He joined the secular sect from the secular world when he was a teenager and still has deep feelings for the secular world. He is not like other disciples of the secular sect who look down on the secular world.

In the past few years, the name Jiang Yi has become a household name in the secular sects, especially in the Yin Mountains, where it has caused all the secret disciples to grit their teeth and wish they could eat his flesh alive.

But with Shen Yu, not only did he not feel any hatred towards him, but he even felt a faint admiration for him.

At the Dharma Conference, he single-handedly defeated the secular sects and truly brought honor to the secular world, but he could only bury these thoughts deep in his heart and dared not show any of them.

And now, he finally met the person he admired from the bottom of his heart, and he also got the favor of being taught by him.

"From now on, I, Shen Yu, will be completely reborn!"

Walking silently through the crowd, Shen Yu clenched his fists tightly and vowed to make a name for himself in the secluded sect.

As for Jiang Yi, after casually rebuking Yin Fa, the secret disciple of Shangxu Sect, he stood where he was and admired the scenery of Yinshan Mountain. Xiqi Zhou Buchang and Donglan Boshi also looked indifferent to the accusations around them.

Only Duan Shiwei of Nanzhao, with his hands on his hips and his neck stretched, was competing with the secret disciples around him. He was not at a disadvantage at all. If the other party said one word, he would definitely say ten words back.

The group of secret disciples who always considered themselves superior were speechless and their faces turned red from holding their breath.

They have always lived in Yinshan Mountain and have never faced such a "shrew scolding in the street" scene.

As for Yin Fa of Shangxu Sect, he naturally would not accept the favor that Jiang Yi claimed to have. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

"Are you Jiang Yi?"

A beautiful woman in palace dress walked over from a distance, accompanied by two hermit monks. When the secret disciples around saw them, they consciously made way for them. It was obvious that the other party had a high status in the hermit sect.

Jiang Yi looked at the beautiful woman in palace dress and said nothing, which was tantamount to his agreement.

"I want to know where my daughter is!" The first sentence was obviously just the opening remark of the beautiful woman in palace dress. She didn't expect Jiang Yi to answer, so she asked directly about her purpose.

Your daughter? Jiang Yi was a little confused. My own daughter is not around, how can I know where your daughter is? This person looks quite attractive, is he sick?
However, Zhou Buchang and the other two nearby became interested and looked at Jiang Yi with meaningful eyes, especially the fat man Duan Shiwei, who did not even bother to glare at the secret disciples around him and just winked at Jiang Yi.

The meaning seems to be: Bro, that's awesome, you even hooked up with the daughter of a big boss from a secular sect?

Jiang Yi was speechless and could only pretend not to see it.

However, seeing that the beautiful woman in palace dress did not seem to be making trouble, he could not help but think carefully about the women around him.

Could it be Jiang Xue? Thinking of Jiang Xue's current infatuation, Jiang Yi looked at the beautiful woman in palace dress with a deeper meaning. This thing might be hereditary.

Or Shangguan Bing? Thinking of Shangguan Bing, Jiang Yi felt a little uneasy.

Or maybe it was Li Qiye? Thinking of this, Jiang Yi subconsciously straightened his body and looked down at his clothes. Fortunately, he was dressed quite smartly.

Or other women around him?
(End of this chapter)