After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

But for this elderly coachman, it was enough to buy several acres of fertile land and enjoy his old age in peace.

In the game, one of the things Xu Ze really enjoys doing is changing the lives of ordinary people; he finds that a kind of fun in it.

"Young master, have you come to the Southern Yue Mountains to seek immortality and enlightenment?"

After putting away the silver notes, the driver was filled with gratitude and became even more respectful.

Xu Ze hummed in agreement and glanced sideways, asking, "Old man, do you know a lot about this?"

"I dare not claim to understand, but every year in the depths of winter, it is the time for the immortals to enter the sect for selection. At that time, many young people from the prefecture come, and quite a few of them ride in my carriage."

"After a while, I got to know the roads well, and naturally, I heard a lot of rumors." The driver showed a simple smile.

Upon hearing this, Xu Ze immediately became interested: "Then could you tell me about it?"

The old man immediately began to speak, recounting in detail the time and rules for accepting disciples of the Biyang Sect, as well as the grand occasions of previous years, including the number of people, the age group with the most disciples, and so on. He truly spoke without reservation.

Xu Ze nodded secretly after listening.

That hundred taels was well spent.

"There are still nearly two months until the first day of the twelfth lunar month, you've come a bit early."

"How about I escort you back to the city first? When the time is almost here, I'll bring you back without charging you any money."

The old man offered his sincere advice.

Xu Ze, however, had other plans. Looking at the misty, continuous mountain range before him, he murmured, "I'm definitely not going back to the prefectural city. I'll just stay here in Nanyue for a while."

"It's a pity there's an inn in this desolate wilderness..."

Before he could finish speaking, the driver in front of him nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"

"There's an inn at the foot of the first mountain peak ahead, but it's a bit pricey."

Xu Ze was slightly taken aback, thinking to himself, "Oh, there really is one."

The old man continued, "Many people from all over the country gathered there. They were people who failed the selection in previous years, so they simply didn't go back to their hometowns and stayed at the foot of the mountain for a whole year, preparing to take the exam again next year."

"I heard there's someone who's been thwarted seven or eight times in a row, but managed to build up a sizable organization, which they euphemistically call the 'Immortal Friends Mutual Aid Association'..."

Well, that sounds like another unreliable one.

Having been deceived by Taoist priests before, Xu Ze had become more cautious.

Before they could even experience the hardships of the path to immortality, they were already struggling to make a living in this cannibalistic mortal world!

But on second thought, isn't this also an opportunity?

I've been to the Biyang Sect before and met real cultivators... They're nothing like those few Qi Refining stage idiots in the city!

"Let's go and see what's going on."

Xu Ze's gaze sharpened slightly as he made a plan.

After saying goodbye to the driver, he walked two miles along the mountain path and sure enough, he saw the inn.

A three-story house stands quietly in the center of an open space.

Its location is superb, facing the mountains and backed by green waters, like a paradise in a painting.

From afar, one could hear the loud voice coming from the lobby:

"Fellow Daoists! After lunch, it is the time of day when your vital energy is at its peak! At this time, blood rushes to the brain, and countless insights are like a thousand threads. You must not let sleepiness steal your soul."

"What does Senior Brother think we should do?"

"In my opinion, the mantra that should be recited once in the morning and once in the evening should also be recited once at noon."

"I think it's great. Every time I recite this mantra, I feel refreshed and invigorated!"

"Wonderful."

A chorus of voices echoed in agreement.

Just as Xu Ze approached, a chorus of slogans resounded throughout the land.

"To become an immortal, you must first go mad and relentlessly cultivate at all costs!"

"Give it your all, and you'll become an immortal embryo; fight with all your might to ascend to the Celestial Platform!"

"Absorb spiritual energy today, wield the Dao artifact tomorrow!"

"..."

I watched as dozens of people of all ages lined up in a square formation, raising their arms and shouting inside the inn.

Xu Ze felt that the world had gone mad after all.

How is this any different from a cult?!

"Hmm?" His appearance, a stranger, quickly attracted the attention of the "senior brother" who was leading the group.

He was a somewhat overweight middle-aged man with a buzz cut, whose face was bulging with fat when he smiled.

He noticed Xu Ze's arrival, stopped leading the chanting, and looked at the handsome young man. "This fellow Daoist looks unfamiliar?"

"Me? I'm just a leisurely traveler, planning to stay here for a while. Please continue, please continue." Xu Ze gave a polite smile.

Of course, he didn't dare say that he also intended to join the Biyang Sect.

If you get entangled with them, won't you be brainwashed?

However, this explanation clearly failed to sway them; instead, it piqued their interest even more.

"This fellow Daoist appears to be of imposing stature and exceptionally handsome appearance. Why not consider joining our supportive Immortal Friends Association?"

"My name is Sun Dehai, the chief disciple of the 'Preparatory Sect' of the Immortal Sect. Everyone here calls me Senior Brother."

The fat man smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Xu Ze was speechless for a moment, and couldn't help but think to himself, "This is the first time I've ever heard of the so-called 'Preparatory Gate'... And he calls himself the Senior Brother? Why doesn't he just call himself the Director of the Foothill Office?"

After thinking it over, he waved his hand and refused:

"No need. I'm used to being a free spirit and I'm not comfortable joining any organizations."

I came here to inquire about the Biyang Sect and, incidentally, to see if there were any opportunities for cultivating immortality.

But after a quick glance around, it's clear that these people in the inn's lobby, who have spent seven or eight years trying to cultivate Qi, are not as good as those few charlatans from the Taoist academy in the prefectural city.

In this way, there is absolutely no need to contact them; we can simply wait quietly for the selection two months from now.

He possesses the innate "Physical Yang," so joining the sect shouldn't be too difficult for him.

"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken."

Sun Dehai was not annoyed by Xu Ze's firm rejection and continued to greet him with a smile.

"Have you not heard the saying that many hands make light work? As long as we have enough people in our preparation group, we can also stir up some waves."

"Moreover, even though we are all mortals who have not yet entered the Qi Refining stage, we still have the opportunity to receive personal guidance from the elders of the immortal sect."

"Oh?" Xu Ze narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this.

Will the elders of Biyang Sect come down the mountain to teach them?

Chapter 5 Neurosis

Nobody would believe that.

Not to mention that these are all good-for-nothings who are not even qualified to be menial disciples.

The concept of "numerical advantage" is pure nonsense in the cultivation world.

Even if you have 100,000 Qi Refining cultivators, you wouldn't be enough to defeat a single Golden Core cultivator, let alone a mortal.

"So, don't you feel that the path to immortality is bright?"

Looking at Xu Ze's expression, Sun Dehai assumed that the other party was interested.

"If you have any interested relatives or friends, you can invite them as well. Elder He from Thousand-Foot Peak said that if you can gather a hundred people, he will bestow upon you a bottle of 'Qi-Nourishing Pills' that he personally refined."

"Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could divide the elixir among ourselves once we've gathered enough people?"

Xu Ze remained unmoved by the fat man's flattery.

This is a classic pyramid scheme, complete with a recruitment process.

The only thing that concerned him was Elder He's name.

It is him again!

The scene of the execution in my previous life is still vivid in my mind.

Xu Ze later thought about it carefully and realized that it must have been planned by this guy, something inexplicably strange.

"I have traveled a long way and am exhausted. Please allow me a few days to consider this, Senior Brother."

After thinking it over, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Sun Dehai in front of him, his posture impeccable.

He did study Taoism, but he didn't learn anything useful; he was just adept at these superficial skills.

"No problem, no problem, junior brother, go and rest first."

Sun Dehai smiled broadly, having already accepted this junior brother in his heart. He thought to himself that the preparatory school had gained another person, bringing them one step closer to the requirement of one hundred people.

Upon seeing this, the crowd cheered again, and some even shouted slogans.

Xu Ze walked through the lobby, glanced back at the enthusiastic crowd behind him, and shook his head helplessly.

Hopeless.

He turned around, looked at the empty counter, and tentatively called out, "Is the shopkeeper here?"

"What's up?"

A lazy voice came from behind the counter.

A woman yawning was slowly sitting up from her chair. She had a fair, tofu-like face and looked to be under thirty. Despite wearing simple clothes, she still had a unique charm.

Especially those bulging collars, their strength speaks for itself.

"I need to stay at a hotel."

Xu Ze's eyes lit up slightly. This person looked like a normal person, and strangely familiar.