Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 7 Weird Sect Rules and the Magic Sect Leader

After this incident, Zhao Dazui lost his mood. He led Wei Xi and others to where his disciples lived, and told Xiaoluotou to go to bed early after eating, and to pack up at 1:00 am tomorrow morning, and then left the courtyard.

After the children finished their meal and cleared away the dishes, they went back to their rooms.

As the only two female cultivators among the new disciples, Wei Xi and Qin Feng naturally lived together. Zhao Dazui was extremely meticulous and had already cleaned up these dormitories before going down the mountain to recruit students.

The leaks in their room were blocked with cloth, the kang was heated, and a kang table was placed between the two bedding rolls as a partition.

Wei Xi washed her hands and feet, then stood on the kang to pack her thin bag into the cabinet. Qin Feng had a lot of stuff, so he sat on the edge of the kang to sort it out.

"Wei Xi, do you know where Master Han comes from?"

Wei Xi, wearing a yellowed undershirt from washing, sat cross-legged on the kang, rubbing her blouse as she watched Qin Feng pack up. When she heard Qin Feng ask her, Wei Xi shook her head, pointed at Qin Feng, and scratched her chin.

"I do know," Qin Feng replied. "Did you know that every fifty years the boundary between the Yin and Yang worlds opens? Most cultivators are slain by this event. This greatly weakens the power of the sects, so some sects unite to avoid becoming tools of the mortal emperors."

"Except for the Qingcheng Sect, which has been at the bottom for ten thousand years, the strength of each sect has been growing and shrinking. Among the sects that unite, the strongest will be recommended as the leader of all sects, able to influence the allocation of resources in the cultivation world and participate in the internal affairs of other sects."

Qin Feng took out another bundle from his Qiankun bag, pulled out a set of cotton clothes, and tried to fit them on Wei Xi.

"Master Han is a disciple of the Wanjian Sect, the current leader of the Wanjian Sect. She was once the sect's senior sister, but was trapped for ten years during a training exercise. Upon her escape, she lost all her cultivation. As a result, the position of sect leader fell into the hands of her junior brother Gao Mingxian."

"Han Xianshi's eyes also became like this after she escaped. Rumor has it that these eyes can tell where a person came from, and even if someone sacrifices their life, they can tell where they're going. I think this is why she knows everything about you and me with just one look."

Wei Xi's face was full of surprise. She held the clothes Qin Feng stuffed into her arms, then suddenly raised her head, shook her fingers to imitate the shape of flames, and raised her hands like Master Han, making an unclear sound from her mouth.

"You asked her how she started the fire?"

Wei Xi nodded repeatedly, and Qin Feng handed a pair of leather boots to Wei Xi.

"She used a talisman. I heard that her relationship with Gao Mingxian deteriorated after the incident. After the old sect leader passed away, the two had a big fight. After that, Master Han was sent to some small sects as a resident elder."

Qin Feng curled his lips. "Without Master Han's support, he would have been short of elixirs. His hair has turned gray now."

"However," Qin Feng paused and narrowed his eyes, "her presence here is a good thing for me!"

Wei Xi looked puzzled, frowned and touched Qin Feng's back with his hand.

Qin Feng knew that Wei Xi was reminding her that Master Han had embarrassed her in public just now.

"Immortal cultivators don't care about trivial matters! If I truly become the world's number one swordsman, what's the big deal if she scolds me? The disciples of every sect Immortal Master Han has been to have been tortured to death by her. But in the sect competition, these sects' rankings have all risen. The Qingcheng Sect is saved!"

Wei Xi looked at Qin Feng with disapproval, his face full of excitement. He made a long line with his hands behind his back, then made a sweeping motion and shook his head.

"Hu Lai is unreliable, but the entire sect can't be unreliable, right?"

The more Qin Feng spoke, the more she felt that the Qingcheng Sect could still be saved. She grabbed Wei Xi's arms and said to her eyes, "How can I be the same as Hu Lai?"

Just as Qin Feng was imagining his future and Wei Xi remained skeptical, Hu Lai's voice suddenly resounded throughout the Qingcheng Sect.

"The first rule of the Qingcheng Sect: Give up your dignity and pursuits and indulge in the life of an immortal cultivator!"

Qin Feng thought she'd misheard, but Wei Xi's shocked expression told her they were both right. Hu Lai's subsequent recitation further confirmed everything. "Qingcheng Sect Rule No. 2: Opportunity comes second, survival comes first!"

"Qingcheng Sect's Rules, Article 3: All other matters shall be subject to Articles 1 and 2."

"What the hell, what kind of sect rules are these?" Qin Feng muttered. Wei Xize began to put on her clothes, her long, thin bone left on the kang table.

Upon hearing this, Wei Xi looked at Qin Feng in shock: her focus was actually on the strange sect rules. Shouldn't the strangest thing in Wei Xi's eyes be that the people in this ghost sect were not sleeping in the middle of the night?

When Wei Xi stood outside the door, she found that everyone in the sect had been woken up.

Zhao Dazui was sleeping in the next courtyard. He was still tying his belt when he appeared. "All of you, follow me to Weishuang Palace. The Sect Master and Immortal Master Han have requested that all disciples gather."

Arriving at Weishuang Palace, Wei Xi yawned slightly and stood on tiptoe to look ahead.

Hu Lai was still kneeling in the main hall of Weishuang Palace. When Wei Xi saw Weishuang Palace for the first time, he felt that it was similar to the county magistrate's government office he had seen in the county town, gray and gloomy.

Hu Lai knelt on the ground but kept talking nonsense, reciting the three rules of the sect.

Master Han stood straight, and Wei Xi saw that opposite Master Han was an old man with a pigtailed beard.

The old man, wearing an orange Taoist robe covered in colorful patterns that looked like spring, was lying comfortably on a cotton-wrapped recliner. Wei Xi had sharp eyes and could clearly see the old man quickly stuff a nut into his mouth, his beard trembling as he chewed.

Wei Xi tugged at Qin Feng's sleeve, and Qin Feng followed Wei Xi's gaze and saw the pleasant old man. The old man seemed to notice their gazes and winked at the two girls.

This time it was Qin Feng's turn to have his eyes twitching.

The old man shook his legs and said, "Han Su, don't be so serious. Hu Lai has always been like this. But now that you have come to Qingcheng Sect, you should take good care of your health. You should smile more often!"

"Master, there are still ten years until the gap between Yin and Yang begins to leak again."

Master Han's eyes looked even stranger under the light of the candles in the Frost Palace. The fish swam slowly, but the crow remained motionless.

"You are the head of a sect, you are responsible for the children of the sect."

"Sister Su," the headmaster stuffed another nut into his mouth, "I've taken good care of these children."

"You know, I'm 105 years old this year. I joined the Qingcheng Sect at the age of five. In the past 100 years, I've experienced two leaks. Do you know why I survived? Because I was weak enough, they wouldn't let me leak. But those cultivators who were in the same group with me, only one in ten survived."

The headmaster stretched lazily. "Sister Su, you entered the immortal sect with me, and your talent is far superior to mine, but how many of your fellow disciples are still willing to chat with you?"

"Master, this is all nonsense!" Han Xianshi rarely broke his voice, which showed how excited he was.

Then she calmed herself down, "These people want to join the Immortal Sect, so we must do our best to train them! Hu Lai has been here for five years, and he's been either messing with cats or playing with dogs. Since I arrived at Qingcheng Sect, he hasn't taken a single theoretical class."

"Han Su, it's better not to teach your theory class," said a beautiful woman standing behind the headmaster.

This person's eyes were full of charm. She continued coquettishly, "My disciples can't even get their beauty sleep. How can he sell our beauty pills with those panda eyes?"

(End of this chapter)