I courted death and then tried to escape, so the whole sect wants to get rid of me.

Because of his outstanding performance, almost everyone in the Nine Saints Hall was talking about Song Yao.

But after the next group's competition the following day, the topic of conversation changed from Song Yao to Jiang Jin.

A seventeen-year-old boy in the early stage of the Golden Core realm challenged five senior brothers and sisters in the middle and late stages of the Golden Core realm to win the championship, making him undoubtedly the most unexpected dark horse in the annual competition.

As the competition drew to a close, several elders couldn't resist leaving Yunzuo Mountain to come and watch.

A group of people exclaimed in admiration, "Heaven hasn't forsaken our Nine Saints Hall; this year, we've actually produced two such promising talents."

"Although he is slightly inferior to those close disciples, he is still an outstanding individual."

"Unfortunately, Lin Mu has talent but lacks ambition, while Jiang Jin, though slightly less talented than Lin Mu, has plenty of ambition..."

"There are no sword cultivators among the direct disciples now. If these two children can fill Song Yao's place, it can be considered that there are successors."

After these words, the elders fell silent again, their expressions complex.

There's no one else like Song Yao in the world.

After five years of mastering swordsmanship, he rose to the top of the Heavenly Revelation Ranking at the age of eighteen. His comprehension of swordsmanship was something that even they could not match.

Even the greatest talents seem mediocre in comparison to her.

If she follows the right path and behaves properly, she will undoubtedly become the next leader of the Nine Saints Hall.

Unfortunately, she really...

After a long sigh, the crowd lost interest in watching the spectacle and were about to disperse when Zhu Zhao arrived late from the main peak.

According to previous statements, the sect leader would emerge from seclusion in the next few days.

But the forbidden area remained completely silent; the only ones who could speak with the hall master were Zhu Zhao and Xie Zhou.

The young girl stood in mid-air, riding on a black bird. Under the tense gazes of the crowd, her voice was clear and majestic: "Master is in seclusion in the forbidden area, comprehending the origin of the Great Dao. His realm is about to advance, and he will not be leaving seclusion for the time being. All matters, large and small, in the hall will still be jointly managed by the eighteen elders. Each of them shall perform their duties and shall not act arbitrarily."

"In addition, during his seclusion, the hall master has already selected his favorite disciple, and will make a formal announcement at the New Year's celebration."

As soon as he finished speaking, a buzz of discussion erupted in the training ground.

The disciples were thrilled, speculating about who would be the next personal disciple.

The elders exchanged glances, their expressions slightly grave.

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Song Yao learned of this information from He Yu.

He rushed into Song Yao's courtyard with great enthusiasm: "Junior Sister, you were so impressive yesterday, the personal discipleship spot is probably yours! I heard the main peak has abundant spiritual energy and you can freely enter and exit the forbidden area. If you go there, you must cultivate diligently; who knows, you might reach the Nascent Soul stage someday!"

Song Yao frowned slightly, but she was thinking about something else.

In the original text, the hall master broke through the realm early on, but he has been in seclusion to cultivate. Could it be that something went wrong?

The same goes for the eldest brother and the fifth sister; one ran off to the Earth Realm, and the other's whereabouts are still unknown, which is quite different from the original text.

The books provided by this system are indeed problematic.

She thought for a while, then shook her head and dismissed the matter.

She is no longer Song Yao, so why should she bother with those other people's business?

The more you stir things up, the deeper it gets; how can you possibly live your ordinary life anymore?

As for direct instruction...

After experiencing Song Yao, the sect leader probably won't choose someone as unambitious and unruly as her to join the main peak.

Jiang Jin clearly seems more suitable.

If all else fails, I'll just refuse then.

They can't force themselves to do it.

She smiled but didn't say anything, while He Yu continued to mutter, "But the main peak is probably quite boring, there are only a few people here. If you're not happy here, you can come back to stay later..."

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and Jiang Jin pushed open the door and came in.

His cheeks and arms were stained with blood, his Taoist robe was torn to shreds by the sword energy, but his back remained straight, his black hair was damp with sweat and clung to his pale neck, and his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Hearing He Yu's words, he paused, then forced a smile: "Senior Brother He Yu seems to have a lot of confidence in Junior Sister Lin."

He Yu paused, feeling awkward.

—Everyone knows that Jiang Jin also wants to become a disciple.

Moreover, the chances of being selected are no lower than those of the junior sister.

It's like someone overhearing you talking about crickets behind your back.

He coughed lightly and quickly changed the subject: "Junior Brother Jiang, did you get injured in the competition? Why don't you go to the Healing Pavilion?"

Jiang Jin looked directly at Song Yao: "I've come to find Junior Sister Lin."

He Yu, with a strong sense of boundaries, got up and walked out: "Oh, okay, you guys chat, I'll go get busy first."

Song Yao sat on a bench under the eaves, clutching a book, one leg crossed and propped up on the seat. Unsure of his purpose, she lazily said, "Congratulations on winning first place."

Jiang Jin: "You too, I heard you defeated Ming Ran in one move. You really haven't learned swordsmanship?"

It's that feeling of testing again.

Song Yao was too lazy to argue with him: "What swordsmanship does a Golden Core cultivator need to defeat a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

"..."

That makes sense.

Jiang Jin finally gave her a gentle smile and said seriously, "However, you must not be arrogant. What you should do most is to study medicine and alchemy properly. Don't neglect the essentials and fall behind."

Song Yao: "?"

Why are you starting to dictate to her?

She yawned listlessly: "You called me here just to say this?"

"Of course not."

A blush rose on Jiang Jin's fair cheeks, his ear tips burned, and he said awkwardly, "I'm injured like this. Aren't you going to be a medical cultivator and alchemist? Help me heal."

Song Yao: "..."

Why would you choose to seek treatment from her instead of going to the Healing Pavilion?

Has this arrogant male protagonist lost his mind?

She gave him a puzzled look, put down the medical book on her lap, and leaned against a pillar: "Fine, pay the consultation fee first."

Jiang Jin was taken aback: "Why are we talking about money?"

Song Yao: "?"

She found it incomprehensible, almost laughing: "Between you and me, what else is there to talk about besides money?"

The boy's cheeks flushed even redder, and he coughed twice: "I understand."

He took out a jade token and handed it to Song Yao: "I am a sword cultivator and will often get injured in the future. There are 100,000 spirit stones in here as an advance payment to you. You..."

Seeing the money, Song Yao readily accepted the card, saying, "If you get injured in the future, just come to me."

Thank you.

"Please sit down."

Although she agreed, Song Yao was still somewhat worried.

She had never treated anyone's wounds before, and she often got injured when practicing swordsmanship or challenging others to fights.

If someone suffers a minor injury, the fourth junior brother will follow behind and help treat it.

Seriously injured, she shamelessly rolled towards her senior brother's door.

The eldest brother hated and loathed her to an inhuman degree, and was even unwilling to say a single word to her.

But he was, after all, a medical cultivator.

He was a doctor with a kind heart. Even though he hated her to death, he would still take her back, cure her, and then kick her away.

Getting her to take action now is no easy task.

After much thought, she went to the Dan Pavilion and asked the Seventh Elder for some pills, gauze, and ointment, and then treated Jiang Jin in the same way.

Jiang Jin felt regret the moment she touched him.