A Mortal's Journey to Immortality: Starting as a Sword-Forging Servant and Ascending to Immorta

Zhou Lingxuan appeared relaxed and at ease, yet uttered extremely cold and indifferent words.

"Make sure the punishment is severe!"

"Cripple him!"

"Squeak!"

The Second Elder suddenly stood up, his aura emanating from him. The stone table in front of him cracked, and scattered stones fell at Zhou Lingxuan's feet.

Do you know what you're saying?!

"nature."

Zhou Lingxuan sat in the chair, arms crossed, looking up into the Second Elder's furious eyes. "Cripple him, and we'll be able to give the sect an explanation!"

"snort!"

The Second Elder sneered, his mockery undisguised. "I thought you were a person of honor, but you'd say anything to get the position of Elder of the Weapon Hall!"

"Don't think that just because you have a silver tongue and those blacksmithing skills, you can act arrogantly in the Heavenly Sword Pavilion. Now you even dare to covet the position of Elder of the Weapon Hall!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lingxuan knew that the other party had misunderstood.

He waved his hands repeatedly in refusal, saying, "I don't want to sit in that elder's seat; it's tiring and troublesome!"

"Second Elder, look at me, I'm just an old man with one foot in the grave, what use is this elder position to me?"

The Second Elder, though slightly calmer, was still furious and stared intently at Zhou Lingxuan.

"Besides, Elder Chen is not young anymore. If I destroy his dantian, we can celebrate his death anniversary this time next year!"

"Then why should I bother helping him? I'm not just wasting my time!"

The Second Elder frowned, digested Zhou Lingxuan's words, and then tightly closed his eyes.

"My greatest skill in this life is wielding a hammer to forge iron. When I was learning blacksmithing in the mortal world, if an apprentice made a mistake, my master would never beat him to death with a single blow!"

"Especially for those arrogant and inflexible apprentices, the master always tempers their character, like forging iron, grinding it down little by little. Even the hardest lump of scrap iron will eventually be smoothed out!"

The Second Elder was intelligent enough that he understood Zhou Lingxuan's plan after all the words had been spoken.

"You are indeed clever; you do possess a secret treasure that can seal one's cultivation level, but unfortunately, it's not within the sect."

The Second Elder paced back and forth, a smile creeping onto his lips. "The Northern Region's 'Pulse-Severing Nails' and 'Spirit-Locking Shackles' can seal cultivation levels; even those at the Nascent Soul stage can't escape! The key is that these treasures remain undetected unless deliberately explored."

"Yes, that's it!"

Zhou Lingxuan slapped his thigh excitedly, but his words were incredibly sarcastic: "After sealing his cultivation, throw him into the sect's hardest, most tiring, and dirtiest place to do hard labor. After ten or twenty years, his arrogant nature will naturally change!"

"Isn't what the Second Elder is most worried about—that as the Elder of the Weaponry Hall, he might get carried away by flattery and promise others shares without regard to sect rules?"

"The most arduous, exhausting, and dirty place in the sect?"

The Second Elder stared at Zhou Lingxuan as if he were thinking of something, his gaze seemingly trying to see through Zhou Lingxuan's deepest thoughts.

I want to see if this person is truly thinking of the sect's best interests, or if he has ulterior motives.

"Of course, only places like this are truly agonizing, and they make him realize that everything he has comes from the sect, and that he must take the sect's rules seriously!"

"Only in this way can his arrogance be gradually worn away, leaving only his skills!"

The Second Elder smiled.

Zhou Lingxuan's move not only rescued Chen Baichuan, but also gave Chen Baichuan a profound experience.

The sect is indeed reluctant to part with a talent like Chen Baichuan, but the sect's rules must be upheld!

This action truly solidified the sect's rules and showed everyone the consequences!

It's hard to imagine a proud and arrogant Nascent Soul sword cultivator, a top-tier weapon-refining master, becoming a mortal and doing manual labor.

This is a complete trampling of his dignity!

Moreover, Liu Quan and the others couldn't find fault with this matter; it was a punishment worse than death!

As for what happens next, that will be even easier. Once Chen Baichuan's temperament has been tempered and the storm has passed, the sect will naturally be able to remove the seal from him.

"This plan is brilliant!"

The Second Elder sat back down in his chair, patted his chest, and then the stone table in front of him collapsed with a crash.

An eerie silence fell over the sealed room for a moment.

The awkward Second Elder changed the subject, "In that case, where in the sect do you think would be a better place for Elder Chen to hone his skills?"

Zhou Lingxuan remained silent.

There are some things he can't say first.

"Abandon the hall?"

As he said this, the Second Elder's face was covered in wrinkles, and a sly glint appeared in his eyes.

She gave a light hum, "You certainly know how to find ways to make you do hard labor!"

"I am filled with trepidation."

Zhou Lingxuan quickly stood up, trembling with fear, "I will follow the sect's arrangements. If the hall is abandoned, I will dig manure in the spirit beast garden, fertilize the spirit herb field, or wash chamber pots in the outer sect servants' quarters."

Upon hearing this, the Second Elder's lips twitched.

I couldn't help but agree in my heart; Zhou Lingxuan probably had a grudge against Chen Baichuan!

What kind of filthy places did they choose?

"Fine, abandoning the hall is fine."

Zhou Lingxuan can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Not only was Chen Baichuan's life saved, but Boiling Point also gained a skilled blacksmith at the Nascent Soul stage!

His cultivation was sealed, but his physical strength remained, along with over a hundred years of experience in weapon crafting.

Thinking that someone would be able to do all the rough and tiring work after the hall was abandoned, Zhou Lingxuan excitedly licked his dry lips.

That way, I'll have more time to teach Lei Yang and also be able to intensify my own cultivation!

Seeing Zhou Lingxuan's joy, the Second Elder's face immediately darkened, and his tone became extremely serious.

"Let me make this clear from the start: you mustn't break the rules. Once Chen Baichuan arrives at the abandoned hall, he'll be the lowest of the low, doing all the menial tasks. You can't be lazy or show favoritism!"

"You said you wanted me to uncover the shady dealings between you two, so don't blame me for turning on you without mercy!"

"Even the King of Heaven himself can't protect you!"

Zhou Lingxuan tensed up. "Second Elder, don't worry. He won't be Elder Chen anymore; he'll just be a useless servant. I'll make sure he doesn't even have a chance to breathe!"

Let's go!

The Second Elder flicked his long robe, "Those outside must be getting impatient!"

The door to the secret room opened, and Zhou Lingxuan followed behind.

Everything that happens here will remain a secret, and it will also reshape the current landscape of the sect!

Inside the main hall.

The stone gate emitted a series of booming sounds, and the previously noisy discussions immediately ceased.

All eyes turned to the Second Elder standing at the entrance of the secret chamber.

The most nervous were the Fourth Elder and the Fifth Elder, who were standing next to Chen Baichuan.

The two men were drenched in sweat, fearing that the Second Elder would sentence Chen Baichuan to death as soon as he came out.

Chen Baichuan, disheveled and exhausted, collapsed to the ground, barely managing to lift his head when he heard the noise.

The bloodstains on his chest had long since dried and turned black. He was panting heavily, looking at Zhou Lingxuan with questioning eyes, but he couldn't utter a sound.

Beside him knelt on the ground, his shoulders trembling, his head bowed, making it impossible to tell whether he was excited or fearful.

The Third Elder, Liu Quan, stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Zhou Lingxuan.

He wanted to see despair and pain on Zhou Lingxuan's face.