Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

The disciples below were buzzing with discussion.

The last time the five major sects were vying for someone was three years ago with Nie Zhao.

Tan Suiting listened to the old folks arguing heatedly, and his head was throbbing with pain. He frowned and said briefly, "I choose Feng Hua Sect."

After speaking, he quickly stepped off the stage, even covering his ears.

Those who are dragons are most afraid of noise.

Tan Suiting was in a bad mood and coldly returned to the waiting area.

She encountered Xie Weixing, who was about to go on stage, and walked towards him, smiling and winking with one eye.

"Little Dragon Prince, wait for me."

So, His Highness, whose mood had gone from terrible to wonderful, stood obediently to the side, waiting for his good friend to choose a sect before they left together.

Xie Weixing walked onto the stage with a smile and greeted Feng Jilan on stage.

"Hello everyone, hello everyone," Xie Weixing raised his hand to express his gratitude, "Master, I'm here."

Feng Jilan's vision went black, and his head started to ache again.

The blue lights flashed in unison.

The disciples below gasped in shock, and a wave of discussion erupted.

"Good heavens, it's the five major sects making their choices at the same time again."

"How come there are so many geniuses in this year's sect election?"

"I originally thought only Tan Suiting and Yan Chenxiao were worth watching, but who knew that such an eccentric dark horse would suddenly appear."

"Xie Weixing," Duan Qitian said slowly, "Your talent truly surprises me. If you can come to the Dao Seeking Sect, then I promise to support you unconditionally, no matter what you do in the future, whether you study swordsmanship, draw talismans, or practice magic."

Yan Chenxiao, sitting below the stage, froze, gritting his teeth as he stared at the tall, slender figure standing against the wind on the stage.

These were all his honors, they belonged to him! Now they've all been taken away by Xie Weixing.

Feng Jilan put down the tea, feeling rather uncertain.

After all, the little snake and the little dragon were brought back to the sect when they were just over ten years old. They were raised by him, Feng Yu, and the little phoenix with great care and hardship, so naturally they had a deep bond with the sect.

However, Xie had only been in the Feng Hua Sect for half a year before waking up, and initially he was very resistant to joining the sect...

They might not be able to stay.

Feng Jilan sighed softly.

Well, wherever this child goes is his own destiny.

Nie Zhao asked, puzzled, "Master, why are you sighing?"

Why are you still unhappy about taking on three of the most outstanding disciples this year? I've never noticed how strict the Feng Hua Sect is with itself before.

"It's nothing," Feng Jilan shook his head, "If Xie doesn't wake up and doesn't come to our sect..."

"Huh?" Nie Zhao's face immediately darkened. With a soft click, his Xuan Sword was drawn, and his hand was already on the hilt. "Who's not coming?"

Wind and Waves: ...

"Calm down, Feng," he raised his hand, "just pretend I didn't say anything, that I didn't say anything at all."

"Oh." The sword was sheathed.

The wind is fierce and the waves are turbulent.

Why don't he step down and give way to a more capable person?

Other sects wanted to chime in with their own opinions.

"Okay, okay, don't get agitated," Xie Weixing said, raising his hands to stop him. "Although you two are very nice, but..."

He smiled and said, "I choose the Feng Hua Sect."

Feng Jilan covered his forehead and lowered his eyes.

To outsiders, it would look like he was shedding tears.

Nie Zhao asked in confusion, "What is it now?"

So touching?

"It's nothing," Feng Jilan rubbed his temples. "I just suddenly don't know whether what I did today is a blessing or a curse."

"What is meant to be will be, and you can't escape your master."

"Shut up."

"..."

Yu Xintang was the last to perform.

Four blue lights illuminated.

The Tianxuan Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect chose him, as did the usually low-profile Yuxu Palace and Tianji Valley.

"Master," Nie Zhao said in a low voice, "this person has an extremely high talent for talismans, why not choose him?"

Feng Jilan calmly replied, "Naturally, all talisman cultivators want to go to Jade Void Palace and Heavenly Mystery Valley. What are they doing coming to our Feng Hua Sect? I'm just a sword cultivator, and your senior uncle is just a medicine cultivator. What can we teach him?"

Nie Zhao raised an eyebrow: "Master Yu is skilled in both medicine and talisman cultivation; he could teach eight hundred of them."

"It's tiring enough to raise you bunch of little rascals," Feng Jilan waved his hand. "Professionals should do professional things. I can consider sword cultivators or medicine cultivators, but this is a talisman cultivator. Why would I steal someone else's personal discipleship in talisman cultivation?"

The voice just fell.

Yu Xintang cleared her throat on the stage.

"Sect Leader Feng," he began, "may I ask why you did not choose me?"

Wind and Waves: ?

Nie Zhao raised an eyebrow, pursed his lips, and shook his head slightly: "See? We've been approached."

He had this look on his face that said, "Our Feng Hua Sect is awesome, and you still don't believe me?"

The wind howled, and the waves remained silent.

Where does such a strong sense of collective honor come from?

"You are a talisman cultivator," he said calmly, "which is why I chose you."

"Among the five major sects, the Dao Seeking Sect only accepts sword cultivators, and the Purple Cloud Palace only accepts disciples with lightning spiritual roots. Apart from you, the other two sect leaders chose me." Yu Xintang said sincerely, "Sect Leader Feng, is it because I am not standing high enough?"

Feng Jilan's lips twitched.

You're collecting stamps here, and you have to collect all five major sects, right? Otherwise you feel like you've lost face and you'll act like you're going to die.

This kind of disciple is simply arrogant and disrespectful to his elders, just like Xie Weixing.

If some old man takes it back, that would be a real disaster.

Feng Jilan cleared his throat, just about to speak.

"Smack."

A hand stealthily reached out from the side and deftly flipped over the jade plaque in front of him.

In an instant, the blue light belonging to the Feng Hua Sect suddenly rose.

Wind and Waves: ?

Who's messing with him?

He turned his head in shock and was met with the face of his beloved eldest disciple.

Nie Zhao chuckled and pursed his lips slightly: "I haven't flipped through it. I'm just flipping through it for fun."

Who exactly is the leader of the Feng Hua Sect?

I haven't had time to figure this out yet.

"Thank you, Sect Leader Feng." Yu Xintang immediately acknowledged the gesture and bowed.

As long as he recognizes it quickly enough, no one can take it back.

"Oh no," he gently raised one eye, sly and sharp, "this disciple should call you master now."

Feng Jilan leaned back in his chair, feeling utterly weak, and almost slid down.

He had a dreamlike day; does anyone understand?

If I had known, I should have fought to the death and refused, so that Master would pass the position of sect leader to Feng Yu.

He must suffer the same ordeal he has today.

Xie Weixing raised an eyebrow in surprise. He had seen the comments and knew that Yu Xintang was part of the main characters. He didn't expect that instead of becoming a simp, Yu Xintang would actually come to Feng Hua Sect.

[Holy crap, the plot is completely messed up!]

[Yu Xintang is part of the main cast, shouldn't she join the Tianxuan Sect as a fellow disciple with Song Lingyue? And then learn about Su Boyu from Song Lingyue?]

[My God, how did Yu Xintang end up in that villainous den of Feng Hua Sect?]

[Is this right? Please stop! What about Xiao Yu Bao? Many later plot points rely on Yu Xin Tang to save him!]

Shen Chunri gritted her teeth in anger, grabbed Xie Weixing's wrist and kept hitting it, yelling, "Why is he here? I don't want him! Xie Kunkun, I don't want him!"