Mortal: I, Li Feiyu, a cultivator of attributes!

"My idea is very simple, and my requirements are not high. I have three apprentices, and they are all my direct disciples. My condition is that the three of them will follow me into your sect, and you need to provide us with a fully enclosed training place."

Li Feiyu stated his request calmly and calmly.

"In addition, you also need to let my three disciples learn various knowledge with your sect's disciples, and I will be responsible for protecting the safety of your sect. If there is an enemy invasion, I will definitely help. During the training period, I can use all the spiritual stones, treasures, and magic in the sect at any time. These are the conditions I proposed, do you agree?"

After hearing what Li Feiyu said, the leader immediately understood what Li Feiyu meant. After thinking about it and weighing the pros and cons, he decided to agree. After all, with Li Feiyu's strength, if he could join the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, he would get much more than he had to pay.

"Senior, as long as you can protect the safety of our disciples, I will agree to all the conditions you mentioned. As for your disciples and the resources you need, those are no problem. In the future, the Wanshou Sect will still rely on your help, senior, and I would like to thank you here!" The leader of the Wanshou Sect said with a smile.

"You are indeed very loyal to this sect, and I have seen that. You have done your best for the sect. As the leader of the sect, you are able to consider the disciples. I am moved by your sincerity. Since you are willing, I have no reason to refuse. Okay, I agree to join the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect." Li Feiyu nodded slightly and expressed his approval of the sect master's behavior.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was overjoyed, and the curve of his smile grew wider, revealing his white teeth.

"Senior, let's go back now. The main purpose of my trip is to find masters who can join our sect. Since you have agreed, I have no other requests. There is no need for me to continue to participate in this sect meeting."

Li Feiyu was very satisfied with this sect leader. He was willing to listen to him and was not greedy. Li Feiyu had a good impression of him, so he nodded and agreed.

"You go back first! Three days later, I will lead my disciples to the sect, and you can go back to arrange the corresponding matters." After saying that, Li Feiyu disappeared here in an instant.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect said respectfully towards the direction where Li Feiyu disappeared: "I will listen to you, Senior. I will go back to welcome you now." After saying that, he turned and left.

At this time, Li Feiyu had already returned to his cave. Han Li and his friends were still practicing hard, and their cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds in the past few days.

This was mainly because the demon pills that Li Feiyu had them absorb took effect. With the help of some medicinal pills, they were able to break through again after just a few days.

During the days when Li Feiyu was away, the three of them did not slack off. They practiced very seriously every day and also learned to write seriously.

When Li Feiyu came back, he saw them all sitting in their seats, holding pens, practicing writing very clumsily. Although the three people with the highest IQ wrote crookedly, they were still clearly visible. Li Feiyu scanned the handwriting of the three people and found that Han Li's handwriting was the most neat.

"Master, you're back. That's great. I didn't expect you to come back so soon."

Han Li was the first to notice Li Feiyu's figure. His eyes showed a look of surprise. He quickly put down his pen and spoke to him excitedly.

"Han Li, your handwriting is good. Although it's a little crooked, we can still barely tell what the words are." Li Feiyu nodded in approval of Han Li's practice, then turned his gaze to Yin Po and Zhan Hun.

"What's wrong with you two? The handwriting looks like a ghost's scribble. How on earth did you two write it?"

Li Feiyu looked at Yinpo and Zhanhun and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Yin Po and Zhan Hun sat there with embarrassed faces. Yin Po scratched his head and said in defense, "Master, I always thought that writing was not difficult, but after I really picked up the pen to practice, I found that it is not easy at all! It is too difficult to control this pen. It is not obedient at all and is not under my control."

"Writing is different from practicing. You must keep calm when practicing. Zhanhun, look at your own handwriting. When you were writing, you must have been looking around and being extremely impatient, right?"

"Master, writing this is too troublesome. I feel upset just sitting here and can't calm down at all." Zhan Hun responded helplessly.

"You have been dormant in that sword for thousands of years. You should try to show that spirit. In fact, I don't necessarily require you to write the characters beautifully. It's just that writing can be regarded as another kind of practice. It can make you calm and guard against arrogance and impatience." Li Feiyu immediately began to explain.

Zhan Hun was silent for two seconds, then he looked at Li Feiyu with sudden realization and asked, "Master, you want me to change my temper and not be as hot-tempered as I am now, right?"

"It's great that you understand, Fighting Soul. Sometimes it's not your temper or your hot temper that will make you win. You should think twice before doing anything. No matter how high you stand, there are always people better than you. Victory does not depend solely on force."

"I understand, Master. I will practice seriously and calm my mind." Zhan Hun finally understood Li Feiyu's good intentions. (End of this chapter)