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The girl wiped her face clean, slowly climbed out of the sack, and looked around.

The scenery was truly beautiful, but ultimately it didn't belong to her.

Yunxi asked, "Which way do we go down the mountain?"

Shemer pointed to a smooth path.

The boy thought for a moment and asked, "You want to leave?"

Yunxi asked honestly, "Is it okay?"

There wasn't much formality involved, since everyone was leaving anyway.

She had thought Xie Mo would be deeply dissatisfied with her disdain for the Lingxiao Sect and her unwillingness to join, but the young man seemed quite used to it, simply nodding: "That's possible..."

"But could you wait a bit before you leave?"

He asked gently and in a friendly manner, "My master said he would entrust you to me. It would be disrespectful for him to just let you go."

"How about you cooperate for now? I'll show you through the sect's procedures, then we'll part ways. Once I've completed my mission, you can run away. That way, I can report back to you."

Yunxi: "???"

The girl froze for several seconds.

She tilted her head: "Aren't you angry?"

Xie Mo smiled gently, her expression incredibly tender: "It's alright~"

Anyway, it wasn't his apprentice who ran away.

Moreover, in their Lingxiao Sect, it's perfectly normal for disciples to run away!

Yunxi: "..."

Cheng Jiangui was an extremely unreliable sect leader. Every time he picked up a child from outside, he would dump them in front of him.

Xie Mo indicated that he was very familiar with the process, revealing a professional smile typical of an employee: "Then I'll start going through the process. I'll be as quick as possible so as not to take up too much of your time."

Yunxi: "...You're really a nice person."

For some reason, this sect...

It seemed to be filled with the strange atmosphere of working-class people.

Xie Mo is, and so is Cheng Jiangui.

He inexplicably brought her back, and Yunxi always felt like HR was doing a recruitment task, while Xie Mo seemed to be giving a pre-job training to a new employee.

He used his spiritual power to control the wheelchair and activated the autopilot mode.

Yunxi was completely shocked: !!!

Whether or not one joins a sect is another matter, but this wheelchair is a good thing.

If she becomes disabled in the future, she can buy one of these.

The so-called process is to go through all the benefits and rules of the sect. In theory, it should be like a tour guide leading Yunxi around, introducing each place as they go.

But since the other party was just a little kiwi who was cooperating with him with the intention of leaving, Xie Mo didn't make a fuss and started introducing the product on the spot.

He picked out a room for her from among rows of clean and beautiful courtyards: "You'll live here from now on."

A detached house with a mountain view and extremely lush greenery.

Yunxi suddenly felt a little reluctant to run away: "Do I need to pay rent?"

"Rent?" the boy asked, puzzled, then seemingly understanding. "You mean the rent?"

He chuckled, "No need to pay, it's yours if I give it to you."

Of course, the prerequisite is to join the sect.

Xie Mo said, "No one has lived here before. I'll have a few outer disciples come up and clean it later. I'll add a spirit-gathering array for you when I come back."

Free cleaning service, no need to tidy up your room yourself!

Yunxi's eyes lit up with excitement: "!!!"

Major sects are indeed different.

For a fleeting moment, as Xie Mo explained things to her while maneuvering his wheelchair, she felt as if her body had been healed and her hearing had noticeably improved.

Xie Mo said, "Disciples of the sect can receive a bottle of Bigu Pill or 300 spirit stones for free from the welfare hall every month. They can also get three steamed buns for free from the canteen every day. Other things are available, but you'll have to pay for them."

What Yunxi heard was: meals and accommodation included, no kidneys cut.

Xie Mo said, "Personal disciples only have one exclusive mental cultivation class. They can attend the other classes at the inner sect. Our Lingxiao Sect's classes have fixed times and teachers. You can attend whichever class you want."

"However, your foundation is too weak. Try not to take too many courses in the next month or two. You can't bite off more than you can chew. Let's focus on mastering the second level of the mental cultivation technique first before we talk about anything else."

What Yunxi heard was: one compulsory class every day, the rest are electives, no attendance required, no credits deducted, you can attend or not attend as you please.

"..." Xie Mo noticed the light in the girl's eyes, and after a few seconds of fascination, he pointed out some drawbacks: "Personal disciples represent the sect's reputation, so they have to do missions and go into secret realms, where they will encounter many dangers."

He meant that there were too many tasks, no time to attend classes, and a high mortality rate.

But Shemer added, "However, the inheritance and treasures received will also be plentiful."

What Yunxi heard was: there is a chance to win prize money by frequently participating in large-scale survival games.

Beautiful music drifted from the small courtyard in the corner.

Xie Mo glanced over there and introduced the sect members as he went: "That's where Senior Sister Su Yuanshuang lives. She's a music cultivator. She doesn't like going out and prefers to practice at home by herself."

What Yunxi heard was: she could listen to professional music performances and receive high-end sleep-inducing services.

!!!

Yunxi was intrigued: "Second Senior Brother, how do I register?"

Who says this sect is old? This sect is fantastic!

What's wrong with the villains? What's wrong with dying a gruesome death?

She's just a peace knot scattered in various places; what right does she have to look down on others?

"???"

The boy looked slightly surprised and tilted his head: "Aren't you leaving?"

Whether she leaves or not, the process will continue.

Xie Mo took out his communication token and summoned several outer disciples to help her tidy up her room. He then pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, "Next, we need to go to the Welfare Hall to complete the sect entry procedures."

"I'll take you to the welfare center. If you want to leave immediately, you can go right away."

However, Xie Mo reminded him: "But if you enter the Welfare Hall and register, you will be considered a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect."

His expression was serious: "If you want to leave the sect again, you'll have to write a two-thousand-word application."

Two thousand words! That's terrifying.

Yunxi: "..."

Writing a thesis would take more than this many words...

The path down the mountain was smooth and flat, with hardly any pebbles.

Compared to the adjacent stone steps, this path seems tailor-made for wheelchairs.

Xie Mo seemed quite comfortable, while Yun hope felt somewhat uncomfortable.

As she walked, she stopped, glanced at the distant welfare hall, and nudged Xie Mo: "Second Senior Brother?"

"What's wrong?"

Noticing that Yunxi was staring at his wheelchair, the boy's expression stiffened slightly.

He was a cripple with a broken leg, and being stared at like that must have made him feel a little sad.

Yunxi asked, "Does this wheelchair require spiritual power? Can it be pushed around?"

After asking the question, she rudely shook her head.

Even the most good-tempered person would feel very uncomfortable.

Xie Mo's face turned cold, thinking that the other person was sympathizing with him and worried about him, afraid that he was too tired and wanted to push him down the mountain.

But no matter how disabled he is, he can still do simple things like maneuvering a wheelchair.

The boy maintained the most basic manners and coldly refused, saying, "I can do it myself."

"I'm asking," she said, gripping the wheelchair handle expectantly, "Can I get in?"

Shemer: "???"

His pale face was filled with confusion, as if he were hearing such a strange request for the first time.

After a few seconds of pause, he asked, "How do we get on?"

"Like this."

After confirming that the wheelchair could be pushed by hand, Yunxi showed it to the other party in a friendly manner.

She gripped the handles tightly with both hands and placed one foot on the shelf.

He pushed off the ground with his other foot.

They used his wheelchair as a scooter and rode away so nimbly.

Shemer: "???"