Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 8: Becoming a beginner and falling into the hands of the King of Scrolls
"Chu Xiuqin, if you had put the effort you put into making those beauty pills into the right place," Immortal Master Han turned to Chu Xiuqin, "you wouldn't still be a Dan cultivator in the Jindan stage."

"How strange, Han Su!" Chu Xiuqin's tone was full of sarcasm. "You've put your skills to good use, but now who's been kicked out of the sect by your own junior fellow apprentice?"

After saying that, Chu Xiuqin fanned the air with her hands, half turned her head and said to a handsome guy standing behind her, "My dear disciple, let's go."

"This is the problem with this sect," Immortal Master Han angrily said to the Sect Leader, "From the elders to the disciples, no one is focusing on cultivating immortality. They're only concerned with immediate pleasure!"

The headmaster didn't react much after hearing this, but shook his chair twice to show that he was listening.

"Look at these six new disciples. They lack talent. If we allow them to be poisoned by the Qingcheng Sect's teaching methods, they will be like Hu Lai in five years."

"First of all, Sister Su, that's not a sect rule, that's a guide to saving your life."

"Secondly, Hu Lai is quite talented in creating spells," the Sect Leader finally gathered up enough courage to face the wrath of Immortal Master Han. "Even if he never has the ability to unleash the Fiery Fire Spell in his lifetime, so what? Everyone has their own aspirations!"

"If you really want to teach someone who's ambitious, I'll point you to Lin Yinghao. I spent ten years trying to quench his thirst, but he still hasn't done anything."

"That's enough, Master." Master Han raised his hand to stop the Master's ridiculous speech.

"During my tenure as the Qingcheng Sect's resident elder, all disciples must attend the reformed theoretical courses, and these six newcomers must also accept my supervision."

Immortal Master Han continued, "In ten days, each department of the sect must submit a plan. After review by me and the Sect Master, those that approve will be implemented. The next sect competition will be the deadline. Anyone who fails to improve will be subject to my resident guidance."

"Wow, it seems that Gao Mingxian really gave you a lot of trouble." The headmaster retracted his legs. "If this is what you want, then do it. But I can't guarantee that these students will listen to you."

The headmaster smiled bitterly and said, "You know, most of the disciples of Qingcheng Sect have their own ideas."

"So I took over the teaching of the new disciples," said Han Xianshi coldly, "while they still don't have their own ideas."

"You know, no matter how hard you try, our disciples will never be like the children of Wanjian Sect, right?" After saying this, which sounded more like a reminder, the sect leader slowly stood up and Lin Yinghao put away the recliner.

The headmaster rubbed Hu Lai's head and said, "You will kneel here until tomorrow noon. Sister Su, I really suggest you think carefully about this. If this is what you really want to do in Qingcheng Sect, then go ahead and do it."

"As for whether the elders will listen to you... they don't even listen to me. One more thing, Chu Xiuqin is the treasury of the Qingcheng Sect, so be polite to her."

"I don't need her money." Master Han has always been frugal, and any extra money he has is used to help disciples in need.

"But I don't want her to stop giving me nuts." The headmaster took out a bag of nuts from his lapel and shook it towards Han Xianshi. "Do you want to eat some?"

Wei Xi swore she saw the muscles on Master Han's face twitching.

After all, she had been an immortal master for many years, and it was not convenient for her to show this bag of stuff to the headmaster in public. Immortal Master Han shook her head slightly, and the fish in her left eye swam back. Wei Xi thought it was much more pleasing to the eye than having only the white of the eye.

"Okay, the six of you come back with me. You'll have a hard time tomorrow." Zhao Dazui gathered a few radish heads together with one arm and took them to the yard.

"Hey, among the six of you, only Qin Feng is the strongest. The rest are either bloated or skinny. What should we do?"

The next morning, Wei Xi appeared with dark circles under her eyes. Qin Feng tossed and turned last night, which made Wei Xi unable to sleep. She even ate two fewer buns in the morning.

Because there was a famine at the foot of the mountain, Zhao Dazui knew that these children were like starving ghosts who were reincarnated. They would lick the bowls and plates clean when eating, so he looked at Wei Xi several times.

Immortal Master Han and her whisk appeared promptly at the Wen Dao Hall. All of the Qingcheng Sect's disciples, perhaps a hundred or so, were present. Wei Xi looked curiously at the monks of varying ages. Some had completely white hair and beards, while a few looked younger than Wei Xi. Men and women alike crowded the Wen Dao Hall.

It wasn't that the Yizhangyuan grounds were small, but rather that the Qingcheng Sect was incredibly poor, and heating was difficult in the northern borderlands during the winter, so they had no choice but to build smaller classrooms for their disciples. Fortunately, the annual number of Qingcheng Sect disciples who died was greater than the number of new disciples joining, which meant the sect could continue to make do.

Looking at the Qingcheng Sect disciples yawning in the audience, the great master Han Xianshi vowed that she would rectify the bad habits of the Qingcheng Sect.

She knew the old disciple's thick skin was nearly irredeemable, but the new disciple hadn't yet been tainted by the Qingcheng Sect's sinister ways. The fish in Han Xianshi's left eye flicked its tail, and the tragic fate of Wei Xi and the others was sealed.

From that day on, Wei Xi and the other six people lived in dire straits.

Immortal Master Han required them to go to Wendao Hall to practice calligraphy at 2:15 AM every day. Their teacher was the eldest disciple of the sect leader, Lin Yinghao, and Hu Lai's senior sister Xie Yingying.

Xie Yingying conscientiously performs her duties and reads some Taoist enlightenment texts to these children every day.

Wei Xi, who can't even read, would feel drowsy after listening to these things. How can he be enlightened?
It just so happened that Master Han was also following them, and if they were distracted for a moment, they would be hit by Master Han's whisk.

At 2:15 am, Senior Sister Xie left Wen Dao Hall, and Immortal Master Han began to popularize the common sense of the world of immortal cultivation to this group of youngsters.

Her lectures were divided into three parts: general knowledge, history, and public relations. She kept everyone fed for two hours before letting the six almost dying children go for dinner.

After noon, Master Han took these kids to the back mountain to meditate. At this time, Hu Lai would beg everyone in the back mountain to ask those two turtles to stop biting him.

Wei Xi was in the growing period and she thought about sleeping every day. She would cross her legs, close her eyes and fall asleep directly.

However, Qin Feng seized the opportunity and absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth according to the guidance of Master Han, and opened his eyes with a bright look.

But it's not surprising that she is always in high spirits.

After dinner, the six people were taken to various departments by Master Han, who had been handling official business all afternoon, to observe and learn.

In fact, Wei Xi was just trying to find something new. She was young and couldn't speak, so she didn't understand many things.

As for Qin Feng, she didn't care much about anything other than things related to swords and gossip.

The two of them wandered around the departments like they were sightseeing.

However, there was a guy named Dianliang - whose full name was Zheng Xing - whose eyes lit up when he entered the agricultural department. Elder Qingniu touched his roots and accepted him.

Zheng Xing thus withdrew from the nightly travel team.

After the observation and study session, Wei Xi and the others returned to their rooms to do their homework. Looking at his own caterpillar-like handwriting, Wei Xi figured it was enough to get by.

However, her laziness paid off in the first monthly exam organized by Master Han.

This exam almost destroyed the friendship between Wei Xi and Qin Feng that had just set sail, and also forced Wei Xi to face the fact that he had already entered the world of immortal cultivation.

(End of this chapter)