Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 24 Old Friend
Wei Xi knew it was Chen Zhou's voice without turning around.

Chen Zhou smiled at Wei Xi, and Wei Xi smiled back, then stepped back subtly.

"I, Chen Zhou of the Wanfa Sect, greet the Sect Master," Chen Zhou bowed to the Sect Master, who was stroking his beard. "The weather is quite different between Yizhangyuan and Baoxiang City. Are you used to it, my junior brothers and sisters?"

"It's a far cry from that," the headmaster replied to the younger generation with a smile, "Look, these two are wearing hats."

Wei Xi and Qin Feng, whose names were called, had to be the messengers of the conversation.

The headmaster looked behind Chen Zhou and saw Chen Zhou standing alone in the lobby.

"Where have all the children from your sect gone?"

"They like to play, so they went out to play with the young disciples of Huaixin Sect." Chen Zhou and Zhao Dazui are in the same group. The leader saw that Chen Zhou was much better than the cook in his own sect.

"Aren't the Zhengxin faction members with them?"

"Elder Feng Mi sent a message saying that they met several elders from the Heaven and Earth Sect on the way and are waiting for us directly at the Mirror Eye of the Secret Realm."

Just as a few people were greeting each other at the door, a young man in a vermilion Taoist robe walked into the inn excitedly.

"Brother, I'd like to ask when we're leaving. I've heard there's a parade tomorrow night in Baoxiang City, and they say it's about selecting a Saint."

The young man stopped talking and stood beside his senior brother, waiting for him to speak.

"Master, this is my junior fellow apprentice, Feng Xiaotian. Xiaotian, please meet the Master of the Qingcheng Sect."

Feng Xiaotian had been obediently serving as his senior brother's human pendant, but suddenly raised his head and said, "So it's the Qingcheng Sect. No wonder they're ranked last, and they're still at the bottom."

"You don't know the rules!" Chen Zhou shouted at his junior brother. Feng Xiaotian looked down on the Qingcheng Sect, but he listened to his senior brother and kept his mouth shut. "Junior brother has only been a member of the sect for three years, and I haven't taught him well. I'm sorry for offending the seniors and all the junior brothers and sisters."

The Sect Leader waved his hand. He was a supporter of the Qingcheng Sect's rules and did not take face very seriously.

Besides, the old man heard clearly that this young man had only been a disciple of the sect for three years. The major sects recruit disciples every five years. How could he have joined the sect three years ago?

He was about fourteen years old, and his aura made him seem like a descendant of a long line of immortal cultivators. If he had been accepted into the immortal sect normally, he would have likely been preparing for the Dan Formation stage the next time his yin and yang were exposed. His age was perfect, and the elders had put so much thought into his plans. Why would he bother arguing with them over a few words?

The head of the sect smiled and accepted Chen Zhou's favor. "Since the Zhengxin Sect and the Tiandi Sect are going directly to Jingyan, I guess the Tiandi Sect won't come to the inn either. It's a good idea for the three of us to go together."

This time, the Wanfa Sect sent the calm and steady Chen Zhou to be in charge, and the Huaixin Sect was headed by the resident elder Shi Ke. In terms of seniority and status among the three sects, the head of the sect was the most respected, so naturally his opinions took precedence.

"The elders of Tiandi Sect said they would send someone to pick us up at noon tomorrow. The Mirror Eye is just outside the city, so our three sects can still rest and recuperate tonight."

"Okay," the headmaster thought of something and asked Chen Zhou, "Only the disciples who have established their foundation will enter the secret realm this time. We will leave these useless disciples in the inn and wait for the next thing."

"We also have seven disciples who will not be attending," Chen Zhou replied, "Fan Ci will stay here to look after them, so you can rest assured, Senior."

Fan Ci is two years older than Chen Zhou. The old master has an impression of her. She is an unlucky good kid. With her around, the group of kids can't do anything.

Qin Feng's lips pursed when she heard they wouldn't be taking her to the secret realm. She'd come to the secret realm in the first place, and now she was heartbroken. Feng Xiaotian was just as upset, mumbling about not being able to see the float. Wei Xi, Zheng Xing, and the others, however, were delighted. After all, they were staunch adherents of the sect's rules: a lid fits a pot, and the same principle holds true in the world of immortal cultivation.

After the greetings, the ten people from the Qingcheng Sect went upstairs to tidy up. The three girls naturally slept in one room for the night, and tomorrow night they would sleep in a room with two people.

"I came all the way here," Qin Feng threw his bag on the bed and began to complain to Wei Xi, "Not only can I not enter the secret realm, but they won't even let me see the mirror eye. That Feng Xiaotian has already established his foundation within three years of joining the sect. It's really annoying to compare yourself with others."

"You're just unlucky," Wei Xi consoled him. "If you had a sudden enlightenment that day, you would have become the world's number one swordsman in three years."

"You can still go for a stroll around Baoxiang City these few days," Wei Xi said as he put their belongings away. "Immortal Han's box still needs to be handed over to Elder Shi Ke, and there will be floats to see tomorrow night."

"Okay, now that we're here," Qin Feng said, his spirits rising. "Your birthday is coming up soon. I'll see if I can find something good for you in Baoxiang City."

Qin Feng's birthday was on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Wei Xi guessed that was why she was so competitive. Now Qin Feng was thirteen years old. Wei Xi's birthday was April 23rd, so it was definitely coming soon.

On Qin Feng's birthday, Wei Xi made a hilt sheath for her precious sword using the skin of a winter wolf. This way, Qin Feng's hands wouldn't feel so cold when she used it to practice swordplay.

Seeing that Qin Feng was not so angry anymore, Wei Xi began to think about how he had played in Baoxiang City these days.

When it was time for dinner, Wei Xi saw Senior Sister Fan Ci and a group of young disciples downstairs.

Senior Sister Fan looks very heroic, with an oval face, long eyebrows, phoenix eyes, and a high and straight nose.

But the first thing everyone saw was the wheelchair she was sitting in.

The disciples of Wanfa Sect were wearing red Taoist robes and standing behind their senior sister's wheelchair. Some of them were carrying magical instruments wrapped in cloth on their backs.

The Huaixin Sect was much more relaxed. A dozen or so disciples wearing blue Taoist robes sat down without waiting for others, and the dishes were almost served.

"Fan Ci! How are you these days?"

"Thank you for your concern, Master," Fan Ci said with a smile. She handed the Master an oil-paper bag, "I heard that the Qingcheng Sect would be coming, so I made some candy specially for you."

"Sister Ci! None of the rebellious disciples in my sect are as considerate as you." The sect leader took out a candy and put it in his mouth, squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

"I'm afraid Yingying will be furious if Sect Master says that!" Senior Sister Fan joked, "Since she didn't come, I knew she stayed in Qingcheng Sect to take care of the sect."

"Next time I will definitely let Yingying come so that you two sisters can have a good reunion." The head master got the benefit and said one good word after another, but Senior Sister Fan did not take it seriously.

Wei Xi didn't want to bother with anyone, and Qin Feng wasn't in a very high mood either. The two of them sat down and stuffed their food into their mouths, not caring at all about the situation at the Huaixin faction's table.

The dishes were ordered by the Wanfa Sect. The Zhengxin Sect was the second-ranked sect, and the Wanfa Sect was the third-ranked sect. However, in terms of wealth, the Wanfa Sect was number one in the world of immortal cultivation. Wei Xi and the others had been eating sand for nearly half a month, and finally they could eat something good, so they ate their fill.

But after the meal, Elder Shi Ke of the Huaixin Sect did not show up.

　Wow, anyone have any comments?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)