My path to immortality was smooth sailing.

Qingfu Gate.

The mountain gate remained majestic, and the three large characters in front of it were still powerful and vigorous, but Wei Jing's state of mind was completely different this time.

The last time he came, he was an ordinary disciple of the Wei family, accompanying the clan leader and Elder Hong Gu to participate in the trial of the Sui Xu Secret Realm, to imprint cultivation techniques, and to exchange for treasures.

He was just a passerby.

This time, however, he came to join the Qingfu Sect.

"Hoo!" Wei Jing took a deep breath and slowly stepped into the territory of Qingfu Sect.

"Wei Jing, the Wei family of Yudiefeng, has come to pay his respects."

Before long, a young cultivator emerged from the wisps of mist, glancing disdainfully at Wei Jing.

"The Jiangzuo Wei family? What brings you here?"

Looking into those eyes that held a hint of scrutiny and disdain, Wei Jing felt as calm as still water.

He's at the fourth level of Qi Refining, not very skilled, but he's got quite the airs.

These are outer disciples of the Qingfu Sect, responsible for guarding the mountain gate. They are used to welcoming and seeing off wandering cultivators and disciples from small families from all over the country, and have long since developed a condescending attitude.

In their eyes, all the hundreds of cultivation families in Wushan were there to curry favor with the Qingfu Sect, and they didn't even care about the five major cultivation families in Wushan.

Wei Jing spoke calmly and respectfully, saying, "I have come to pay my respects to the Qingfu Sect."

"What? Kid, what are you talking about in your sleep?"

"How dare you..."

He didn't say anything more because Wei Jing took out the token that the fish machine had given him.

"This, this is the sect leader's token." The mountain-guarding disciple immediately shuddered, his eyes clearing up, and the way he looked at Wei Jing changed.

"This, senior brother, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" He was truly on the verge of tears.

Such a sect leader is directly promoted to the inner sect disciple upon entering the sect; they must be extraordinary geniuses who never appear in the world.

Why am I so unlucky to have offended someone like that?

"It was my ignorance that led me to offend you, senior brother. Please forgive me."

He apologized repeatedly, his face no longer showing any arrogance.

Wei Jing muttered to himself, "This thing the fish machine gave me is pretty useful."

"Where should I report for duty? Do you know the entry procedures?"

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Wei, please follow me." The disciple guarding the mountain wiped the sweat from his forehead and quickly led the way for Wei Jing.

The two arrived at a side hall, and the disciple guarding the mountain immediately reported to the duty officer of the Transmission Hall.

Upon hearing that someone had directly entered the inner sect with the sect leader's token, the steward of the Transmission Hall dared not be negligent and immediately reported it to the elder of the Transmission Hall.

So Wei Jing waited in the side hall for a full hour before he heard footsteps coming from outside.

The visitor was none other than Yang Qingxuan, the Hall Master of the Transmission Hall, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and one of the most powerful figures among the five halls and seven departments of the Qingfu Sect.

"Wei Jing greets Palace Master Yang."

Wei Jing bowed his head in greeting, a strange light flashing in his eyes. He had actually managed to attract Yang Qingxuan to personally receive him.

"Haha! Wei Jing, good lad, I've been waiting for you for years!" Yang Qingxuan laughed heartily.

"Of the three people that the sect leader promised to send, you were the last to arrive."

Wei Jing's heart stirred. He knew that the sect leader, Yu Ji, had promised the three of them that they could directly enter the Qingfu Sect and become inner disciples.

One is himself, another is Lu Xueqi, the genius swordsman of the Lu family of Mozhu, and the third is Feng Baobao, the fiancée of Young Master Long.

"They've both already entered the sect?" To be honest, Wei Jing had underestimated the allure of the Qingfu Sect.

"They arrived two years ago. The girl from the Feng family was even taken in as a personal disciple by the sect leader. She has a bright future ahead of her."

Well, those two were quick.

"Inner disciples are the foundation of the sect, while true disciples are the future of the sect."

"Wei Jing, now that you have joined my sect and become an inner disciple, you will certainly enjoy all the benefits and privileges. The details are all recorded in this jade slip."

"You can choose a cave dwelling for yourself on a mid-grade second-tier spiritual vein. At the same time, the sect will assign two servant disciples to serve you and share the chores, so that you can concentrate on cultivation."

Yang Qingxuan explained to Wei Jing all the rules and important matters that new disciples should follow after entering the sect.

"At the same time, all the books on the first three floors of the sect's Transmission Hall are free for you to borrow at any time. However, if you want to go to the later floors of the Transmission Hall, you will need to pay the corresponding sect contribution points."

"As for any difficulties in cultivation, the elders of the Transmission Hall hold monthly exchange ceremonies for cultivation techniques and spells, where you are free to ask questions and seek guidance. The Foundation Establishment elders also occasionally share their cultivation insights; you can simply have someone keep an eye out for them."

"If you feel that the Foundation Establishment elder in the sect is to your liking, you can go and become his disciple. I can introduce you to him."

Wei Jing blinked and interrupted Yang Qingxuan, "Palace Master Yang, may I become your disciple?"

Yang Qingxuan froze, remaining silent for a long while.

So you just stay silent when you encounter a question that's hard to answer, huh?

"I haven't taken on any disciples for many years," Yang Qingxuan said quietly.

Actually, Wei Jing is quite to his liking, and if there were no other interfering factors, he would really be willing to take him into his sect.

"Hehe! Just kidding, just kidding." Wei Jing laughed it off.

"I'll choose a cave dwelling first!"

"Alright," Yang Qingxuan immediately agreed, offering a map.

"The caves marked 'empty' are unclaimed and you can choose any one of them."

Since Wei Jing was new to the place, he couldn't tell which cave was better, so he just randomly chose one, since they were all on second-tier spiritual veins anyway.

After completing the necessary procedures, Yang Qingxuan took out a large seal and stamped it on a file bearing Wei Jing's name. A ray of light flowed in, and the stamp immediately shone brightly.

"Alright, Wei Jing, from now on, you are an inner disciple of my Qingfu Sect."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and then handed him a waist token that represented his status as an inner disciple.

"Thank you, Palace Master Yang." Wei Jing bowed respectfully once again.

After finishing all his business, Yang Qingxuan left.

However, he returned shortly afterward.

"Oh, right, I forgot to tell you the most important thing."

"Inner disciples enjoy generous benefits and are exempt from mundane duties. They do not need to perform sect tasks and have abundant cultivation resources, but all of this is time-limited."

"If an inner disciple fails to become a true disciple within five years of expiring, their status will automatically be downgraded to that of an outer disciple, or they will be assigned to a position as a steward."

Wei Jing was taken aback, not expecting this restriction.

"Disciple understands," Wei Jing nodded.

"Hmm!" Yang Qingxuan finally left satisfied.

"Esteemed steward, do you know where my cave dwelling is, or where the disciples who serve me in the sect are?" Wei Jing asked politely.

When Wei Jing asked a question, the old steward dared not put on airs. This was someone the sect leader had promoted to an inner disciple and who was personally welcomed by the hall master.

He immediately spoke, a gentle smile on his face:

"Nephew Wei, I will take you to your cave dwelling immediately. As for servants and attendants, you can choose from here."

As he spoke, the old deacon took out a roster and handed it over.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Wei, what do you think of me? If you don't mind, I'm willing to serve you and be your servant."

"Oh!" Wei Jing turned his head and saw that the person who spoke was the mountain-guarding disciple who had led him in.

"Old steward, he is an outer disciple. Can you bring him into my cave?" Wei Jing asked.

"Hehe, as long as the other party is willing, there's nothing wrong with it."

Wei Jing nodded, then turned around and asked, "What's your name?"

The disciple guarding the mountain was overjoyed. "Good fortune! Good fortune has arrived!" he exclaimed, his face flushed with excitement, stammering.

"My name is Ma Liu, you can call me Liu Zi."