Six Realms Immortal Emperor

The ferocious bird was incredibly fast. With a flap of its claws, Xu Jingtian was knocked to the ground. Xu Jingtian thought to himself, "That was close! I didn't expect to suffer like this so soon after arriving at the Brahma Sect. If I had been killed by the bird's claw, wouldn't that have been a terrible injustice?"

"Hahaha!" Seeing Xu Jingtian being knocked to the ground, the dark-skinned, thin man urged the ferocious bird to turn around and fly down, finally landing on the ground.

The enormous, ferocious bird landed on the ground, standing there like a wall, while the dark-skinned, thin man sat arrogantly atop it.

"Tell me honestly, what exactly are you doing here at the Brahma Sect?"

He pointed at Xu Jingtian, who was lying on the ground, and ordered, "You! Come here!"

Xu Jingtian got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and looked coldly at the man, but did not go over immediately.

These Brahma Sect disciples are too domineering! They've only just arrived on the mountain and don't even know the sect's rules yet. There's no need to treat them like this.

"What, you're not convinced?" the man sneered. "So what if you're at the fourth level of the Physical Body Realm? Don't think you're so great just because you have some martial arts skills. In my eyes, you're nothing! Just a mortal!"

That's incredibly disrespectful!

Xu Jingtian felt extremely resentful. He had only been on the mountain for a short while, yet he had already suffered repeated humiliations, and he hadn't even officially joined the sect yet. It seemed that not all of these Brahma Sect disciples were ethereal and detached from worldly affairs; some were arrogant and disdainful of others.

Seeing Xu Jing's angry expression, the dark-skinned, thin man continued to lecture him: "This place is not like the mortal world. Whoever has the highest cultivation and the strongest strength is the boss. Regardless of age, you must bow and pay your respects to him and address him as 'Senior Brother.' This is the rule of the sect. If you violate it, you will suffer the consequences."

Was this all it took to torment them both to death? Xu Jingtian was even angrier. Although he had been knocked to the ground by the ferocious bird, he hadn't suffered any serious injuries. Dongfang Sixing, however, was in a different situation; his entire shoulder was stained red with blood.

"What, I taught you some sect rules, and you're not even thanking me?" The dark-skinned, thin man turned and glared at Dongfang Sixing, extremely pleased with himself, and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha!"

The ferocious bird overhead let out a shriek, and the other disciples sitting atop it joined in the laughter.

Xu Jingtian and his companion were newcomers and didn't know the rules, so they were expected to be beaten. It was only right for them to teach them a lesson; that was their logic.

"I'd like to see whose disciples they are, daring to bully the weak and gang up on the few."

Just then, a sword light flashed and landed gracefully. A middle-aged man in white robes descended from above, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance.

Upon seeing him, the dark-skinned, thin man quickly slid off the ferocious bird's back and said respectfully, "Daoist Cen Yang, these two are ignorant of sect rules and are actually fighting in front of the sect. The disciples were just about to give them a little punishment."

The other disciples' expressions also changed slightly. They descended to the ground, jumped off the ferocious bird, and bowed to the middle-aged man.

Master Cen Yang ignored them and said coldly, "Hmph, still trying to argue? I've seen everything, and you're still trying to twist the facts! Do you expect Senior Brother Tong Quan to personally punish you? What are you standing there for? Get out of here!"

Upon hearing this, the dark-skinned, thin man felt as if he had been granted a pardon and hurriedly said, "No, no, Daoist Cen Yang is right. We'll leave right away."

After saying this, the dark-skinned, thin man led several gray-clad disciples to hurriedly climb onto the ferocious bird and flew away in a panic.

Master Cen Yang turned to look at Xu Jingtian and his companion, and asked with concern, "Are your injuries serious?"

Upon seeing Daoist Cen Yang's otherworldly and ethereal demeanor, Xu Jingtian thought to himself, "This is truly a member of the immortal sect." Therefore, he respectfully stepped forward and said, "We are new to the sect and are ignorant of etiquette, thus violating the rules of the immortal sect. We hope the immortal will forgive us."

"Oh, so you are outer disciples recommended by the Dongfang family?" Daoist Cen Yang continued to ask.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Sixing was overjoyed. Ignoring his pain, he hurriedly replied, "Reporting to the Immortal, we are indeed members of the clan who came with Senior Sister Dongfang to serve as outer disciples."

Master Cen Yang nodded in satisfaction, glanced around, then focused his gaze on Xu Jingtian for a few moments before smiling and saying to them, "I am the Transmission Elder of the Brahma Sect. You may call me Master Cen Yang. Come, come, you two come here."

Although Xu Jingtian and his companion were puzzled, they still stepped forward.

"Turn around!" Master Cen Yang said as he rolled up his Taoist robe.

He then stretched out his hands and placed them one by one on their spines, his expression growing increasingly joyful.

When it was Xu Jingtian's turn, he felt as if a needle was piercing his spine, followed by a warm sensation that traveled along his spine through his entire body.

Master Cen Yang took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Young man, although your talent is average, you have very few impurities and filth in your body, almost like a pure body. However, there seems to be a trace of medicinal properties remaining in your body. You can't really tell unless you smell it carefully. You shouldn't have had the opportunity to take any elixirs."

"Oh, if you say that, Master, it reminds me of something. Once, when I was herding horses in my hometown, I found a strange grass that I had never seen before. I picked it and took it home, cooked it and ate it. Afterward, my whole body emitted an unpleasant smell, and my stomach ached for several days, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I suppose it was related to that strange grass."

Xu Jingtian's mind worked incredibly fast. He explained his reaction after taking the elixir as if he had eaten something wrong. There are countless kinds of herbs in the world, and he just happened to encounter a rare and precious herb; this lie should have some credibility.

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Sixing suddenly understood. No wonder this unknown young man was able to defeat Dongfang Sifeng; he must have had a fortuitous encounter.

Master Cen Yang also said, "Oh, I see. It seems you have good fortune. The herbs you encountered must be extremely precious, with certain marrow-cleansing and body-tempering effects. If they can be refined into pills, their effects will be multiplied. Boiling and eating them directly is not only wasteful but also has certain side effects."

"What side effects?" Xu Jingtian was startled. Although he knew the gray-robed man was giving him benefits to use him, he didn't expect the pills he gave him to have side effects.

"Hehe, no need to make a fuss. The side effect is that your body will constantly emit a peculiar odor."

"Really?" Xu Jingtian raised his arm and sniffed hard, but couldn't smell anything. He stretched his arm out to Dongfang Sixing, "Why don't you try smelling it?"

"Take it away, take it away now!" Dongfang Sixing had no interest in smelling his clothes and hurriedly moved away.

Master Cen Yang smiled and continued, "Ordinary people like you can't smell this kind of scent, but we cultivators can easily detect it if we pay a little attention. Within the sect, this isn't a problem. However, if we encounter a powerful opponent in the future, it might be a bit unfortunate."

Upon hearing Master Cen Yang's words, Xu Jingtian immediately understood. If they encountered an enemy they couldn't defeat, their chances of escape would be greatly reduced. Could it be that the gray-clad man had intercepted them using this scent?

"Isn't there any way to solve this?" Xu Jingtian asked. The gray-clad man had finally escaped, becoming a major threat. Whether he returned to the Brahma Sect or went into hiding was unknown, and he didn't want to give the gray-clad man a chance to follow him.

Master Cen Yang laughed and said, "Hehe, you don't need to worry. There is a kind of pill in the sect called Crimson Cloud Pill, which can relieve this kind of trouble. The sect supplies this pill to all inner disciples."

"Oh, that's good!" Xu Jingtian felt relieved.

Although Dongfang Sixing didn't say anything, he gave him a knowing smirk. The meaning was clear: Xu Jingtian, you think you can become an inner disciple? Dream on!

Master Cen Yang observed this and seemed to understand something, but he simply smiled. He glanced at the sky and said to the two, "Both of you have decent aptitudes, so my trip down the mountain wasn't in vain. Come, follow me up the mountain; you can still catch the final opportunity for the outer disciple selection."

Master Cen Yang was quite satisfied with these two, who seemed rather clever, unlike the disciples who had come up the mountain a few days ago, who were almost all ordinary and had no redeeming qualities.

As they spoke, Daoist Cen Yang swept the two of them up and flew towards the main peak of the Brahma Sect. This time, with Daoist Cen Yang's magical power protecting them, the two did not feel any pressure at all and enjoyed the beautiful scenery below.

Before long, Daoist Cen Yang flew to the mountainside on his sword and landed on a platform.

At the very front of the platform stood a magnificent, golden hall, far more imposing than the Eastern Palace. A group of disciples, roughly a hundred in number and around the same age as Xu Jingtian and his companions, stood before the hall, their clothing a motley collection of various styles.