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My name is Xie Mo.

A deadbeat.

I am a direct disciple of the Lingxiao Sect and currently the number one talisman cultivator among the five sects.

But I didn't feel any joy at winning this so-called first place.

I was picked up by my master from a pile of broken corpses. I lost both legs when I was young and was also covered in poison and disease. Almost every alchemist and healer who saw me sighed with regret after examining my body.

The sect leader of the Medicine King Sect said I wouldn't live to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

When he said that, I actually had a little expectation in my heart, because all the alchemists and healers before me said that I wouldn't survive past the Nascent Soul stage.

die?

This word is both unfamiliar and familiar to me.

I grew up in a miserable state at the Lingxiao Sect, eventually becoming a disciple of a superior being, but...

No matter how hard they tried, there were still voices of dissatisfaction within the sect regarding this decision.

"Let a disabled person be his personal mentor? How long can he live?"

"Personal disciples represent the sect's reputation, so is our Lingxiao Sect starting to lose all shame?"

"..."

"..."

Such sounds are everywhere.

Whenever I'm holed up in my room reading or sitting in my wheelchair going to the Third Elder to discuss rune knowledge, I always hear all sorts of skeptical voices.

I want to be angry, but I can't seem to get angry...

They're right...

I am indeed a dying man, incapable and unworthy of receiving such the best personal mentorship.

I secretly mentioned to the Third Elder and my master that I didn't want to be a disciple anymore.

The Third Elder would always shake his head, his eyes red-rimmed, looking even more aggrieved than I was. The old man could be quite fierce when he got angry, threatening me menacingly, "If you don't become my disciple, I'll leave the sect and never come back!"

As for the master...

He took me on as his apprentice, and the criticism he received was no less than that directed at me.

But he remained all smiles, shaking his head nonchalantly, and offered a new suggestion: "If I find a few more protégés who aren't as good as you, they'll think you're very reliable, and your status will rise dramatically!"

I:"……"

At that time, Lingxiao Sect was in a dilapidated state, but Cheng Jiangui spoke with utmost seriousness.

In the following years, he did indeed bring back two junior brothers, just as he had said.

but……

In my eyes, they are all very capable.

The third junior brother is a very eccentric arsonist who usually likes to set fires on other people's heads, hoping to scare the whole world, but he only managed to scare Qi Jue.

My fourth junior brother is a glutton and seems quite honest, but he seems to have a bad reputation. He's a sword cultivator but also squeamish about blood, and like me, he's never been to a secret realm...

emmmm

It must be said that Master was quite prescient.

After these two children joined the sect, my status within the sect did indeed rise sharply.

After all, there were four direct disciples.

A dragon whose tail is nowhere to be seen.

One who spends all his time setting fires is an arrogant and wicked person.

One of them did nothing but eat and sleep, and his reputation was ruined.

……

In summary, compared to these people, I have virtually no other shortcomings except that I'm about to die.

When I have nothing to do, whenever I pass by a corner of the sect and see the burn marks there, or pass by the canteen and see Qi Jue with bowls and plates piled up like a small mountain, or pass by the disciples' courtyard and hear all kinds of music, I always fall into deep thought.

It's not that I think they're particularly outstanding, I'm just thinking...

If I die in the future, this vast Lingxiao Sect will not be able to find a single reliable person. What will the Third Elder do?

After much deliberation, I decided to reluctantly help my master manage the sect.

So...

I'll handle the sect's recruitment.

I will be in charge of welcoming students to school.

I was the one who conspired with Cheng Jiangui to trick children into joining the sect...

I did all these things just to make the sect last longer after my death, but who would have thought that, by accident, my master would give birth to a beautiful and lively junior sister for me.

When we first met, the junior sister was curled up in a sack, blinking her big, watery eyes, and said in a pitiful voice, "I want to leave the sect..."

This child seems quite intelligent.

Moreover, it was Cheng Jiangui who took the initiative to keep her here, so as a dying man, I naturally had no objections.

So when I introduced the sect to her, I deliberately avoided the important points and only talked about the benefits of the sect, without mentioning any of the shortcomings of the Lingxiao Sect.

I brought her down from the mountain to the welfare center.

Along the way, I racked my brains, imagining all sorts of scenarios of tricking children into joining a religious sect.

The junior sister racked her brains, trying to find various easy ways to get down the mountain.

Finally, she found it.

The little girl stepped onto the wheelchair that the elder had meticulously crafted for me, and with a flurry of sparks, she used my wheelchair as her little cart, pushing and pushing until she had us both off the mountain.

Good news: She didn't treat me like I was disabled.

The bad news: she didn't treat me like a human being either.

But for some reason...

The wind was loud, and there was nothing special about the scenery on either side, only a bunch of crooked and overturned Echeveria elegans.

The journey down the mountain was truly enjoyable.

I saw a vitality in this little girl that I had never seen before.

She was like a little green sprout, taking root in my world and growing wildly and aggressively.

That spreading vitality was like a beam of light shining on my barren and decaying body.

A small flower bloomed in the wasteland.

To keep my junior sister here, I eventually resorted to some tricks, sacrificing three of the Seventh Elder's fish in exchange for a chattering child.

This child is usually noisy and always has a smiling face that says he doesn't care if the sky falls down.

Less than a day after joining the sect, she miraculously led Ye Jin into a secret realm, where they didn't return until a month later.

When I came back again, my junior sister happily brought me a gift.

A soft, plush doll.

There is also a white Echeveria elegans.

At that time, my junior sister didn't actually know about my physical condition. She was just curious when she saw the sect planting Shadow Leaf Lotus.

As her new senior, I casually gave her a few seeds.

This kind of spiritual plant is very difficult to grow, and it's expensive but unavailable in the market.

Shadow Leaf Lotus is my life-saving elixir. The Third Elder searched the entire Xuan Yue Continent for me. For me, an old man who was a talisman cultivator put aside his dignity and worked as a spirit plant master.

Although it is the simplest white, it can prolong my life.

At that time,

The white lily lay quietly in my hand.

The junior sister squatted down beside her, her face dirty, but her smile was bright, like the warm winter sun.

Since that day, I feel like I have regained hope.

Junior Sister's magic doesn't stop there.

She gave me hope, and she also gave me a new life.

Our master traveled all over the country and gathered the five of us together, finally forming a small team to explore the first secret realm called the River of No Return.

But before I went to the River of No Return, the toxins in my body relapsed, and at that time even sitting in a wheelchair was very painful.

To save my life, my master and the Third Elder told me to give up this secret realm, and I agreed.

Back then, in the Lingxiao Sect, watching the four of them leave, I couldn't express how envious I was.

After traversing the River of No Return, when they returned, the relationship between the four seemed to have deepened.

but me……

They could only watch from afar, like outsiders.

I always thought that things like descending into secret realms were ultimately none of my business, until...

Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Spirits Abyss.

That secret realm is something I've been looking forward to for a long time. In fact, very few people know that my biological father was once a renowned talisman cultivator who was the beloved disciple of the Third Elder. He was the one who died in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits.

No matter how much you hope, you can't escape the tricks of fate.

I thought I would never be able to enter any secret realm, no matter how hard I tried.

But it was just that one day, a very simple day...

I was kidnapped by those four men.

Ye Jin carried me on a large bundle, stepped on an extremely fierce Xuan Sword, and nimbly led me out of the Lingxiao Sect.

I often go to see doctors, participate in activities within my capabilities, and frequently leave the Lingxiao Sect, but this is the first time I have left the Third Elder.

They kidnapped me and took me to Crescent Moon City, not far from the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits. My junior sister gave me a gift in a mysterious way.

They are a pair of prosthetics.

The little girl's first attempt at making a prosthetic limb wasn't perfect, but according to Ye Jin and the others, she spent almost half a year hammering away in the little secret realm left by the ancestor to make it.

When I stood up again, the world seemed to brighten.

I looked down at my unfamiliar legs, which gave me a sense of belonging and security, and suddenly I had a stronger will to live.

But the nicer the girl was to me, the more guilty I felt.

If I hadn't tricked her into joining the Lingxiao Sect, she might be free now, not bound by the sect, and wouldn't have fallen into this perilous secret realm with us.

After leaving the Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits, I drew talismans day and night as if I had gone mad.

Only when I drew the runes as tall as a person did I dare to appear in front of my junior sister again and sincerely apologize to her.

But the little girl just paused for a moment, smiled at me nonchalantly, shook her head, and said proactively, "Second Senior Brother, I don't blame you."

The little girl may seem casual, but she has a clear mind.

That day, she accepted the rune and gave me a gift in return.

A pair of brand-new prosthetic limbs, and a purple Shadowleaf Lotus that could truly save my life...

Later I learned that in order to grow this purple Shadow Leaf Lotus, my junior sister had actually planted the Shadow Leaf Lotus directly on her Serpent Blood Vine.

The Shadow Lotus has the scent of my junior sister.

The young girl consumed a lot of spiritual energy for it, and her progress was very slow during that time.

……

Whenever I think back on these past events, I feel a warm glow in my heart.

original……

Even though I'm already buried in the ground, I deserve to be cherished and given a new lease on life.

I have always been treated specially in the Lingxiao Sect.

But in front of these people,

I don't seem to be anything special.

They would take me along when they did missions in the secret realm. When I was in a wheelchair, I would be their driver. When I wasn't in a wheelchair, I would help push it. Even when I was undergoing my tribulation, I would help them fight off evil spirits.

This feeling...

It feels so good...

Perhaps because I've received so much special treatment, I actually dislike it.

And they gave me a sense that I could also be relied upon.

The master's path to accepting disciples was fraught with difficulties; the disciples he took in were all picked up or snatched, leading many to say that he was unreliable.

But in my opinion...

Master is very powerful.

We, who were considered the most unreliable disciples by outsiders, have now become the most reliable ones.

After the battle ended, my junior sister came to my territory and started explaining her perfect healing technique to me.

My knees, which hadn't reacted for a long time, suddenly became itchy and had a needle-like pain.

This "surgery" lasted for nearly six months.

The junior sister was so tired that she lay down on the ground, grumbling, "I'm never treating anyone again."

But after saying that, she would still get up and continue to use her healing magic on me.

A few days before I took over as sect leader,

My legs have finally recovered, the broken bones have regenerated, and I'm still a little unaccustomed to it.

But this time, I felt the soft, warm body beneath my feet, and the solid ground beneath my feet.

Looking at the entire Lingxiao Sect again, I suddenly felt a sense of security that a prosthetic limb could not replace.

Ripples appeared on the sky and the sea.

My master, dressed in tattered clothes, once again leaped out of the water, ran up to me, hands on hips, and smugly said, "Hehehe, I'm back again."

My master winked at me, and even though he knew his position as sect leader was in jeopardy, he still happily waved his hands: "My dear disciple, I absolutely must attend your succession ceremony."

Like the Third Elder, Cheng Jiangui is genuinely happy for me.

Although it wasn't my own decision to become his disciple, it was the luckiest choice of my life.

Time flies.

The day I succeeded as sect leader

Seven-colored auspicious clouds covered the sky.

The Lingxiao Sect was overflowing with people, as representatives from all the major sects and families came to offer their congratulations.

I stepped through the crowd and onto the blue stone steps leading to the mountaintop.

My master and the Third Elder were waiting for me at the top of the mountain.

Every step I took up the mountain reminded me of the path I had taken.

The past is all an illusion.

from now on,

I am sure I will live a long and peaceful life.

Year after year,

Year after year.

Finish.

2026.04.07.