Kan Wenxiao left after bringing the noodles inside.
Jian Xiuyun sat at the table, picked up his chopsticks and started eating slowly.
The soup base was rich, the noodles were chewy, and the eggs were lightly fried and tasted savory.
Jian Xiuyun felt somewhat sentimental. Kan Wenxiao should have gone to Baiwei Garden as per his rights, but he buried the child under his orders.
After finishing the bowl of noodles, Jian Xiuyun’s anger had faded away without a trace.
When they saw each other again the next morning, although Jian Xiuyun still felt a little embarrassed, he was no longer as cold as yesterday.
Kan Wenxiao also knew about his stubborn nature and didn’t transfer any spiritual power along the way anymore.
However, every time Jian Xiuyun felt his spiritual energy depleting, Kan Wenxiao’s voice would coincidentally sound.
“Shizun, I’m tired, why don’t we rest for a while?”
“Shizun, I’m hungry, let’s eat something.”
“…”
The two of them traveled around tacitly, and by the third day, finally arrived at Mount Zhouluo.
Most of the eight major sects were located in mountains, and Mount Zhouluo was the territory of Hengyue Sect.
Mount Zhouluo ranked highest above all mountains, not because of its beauty, but because of its height.
There were a total of 9,999 steps from the foot of the mountain, all the way to the top.
Every year, the first requirement for recruitment was to climb up to the top by walking.
Only then could the disciples take the exam.
Jian Xiuyun always felt that their rule was quite ridiculous. Every time he came here, he felt lucky that he was received as the head of Xuyu Peak, and not a disciple of Hengyue Sect.
He and Kan Wenxiao arrived at the gate of Hengyue Sect.
As soon as they landed, a familiar voice came, “Hey, isn’t this Elder Jian? It’s you again this year.”
Jian Xiuyun turned around and saw a middle-aged man with a fair face, and a short and chubby figure. The man walked over.
He was born with a natural smile and round face, making it easy for people to like him. He was none other than Bu Shan, the head of Shanliu Pavilion.
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He was the head of Guyu Villa, Liu Jun.
When the previous sect leader of Xuyu Peak was still around, he was always the one who attended the Immortal Sword Conference. Later, he passed away. Although Jian Xiuyun was not his successor, the leaders of Hengyue Sect and other major sects all favored him, so he was always the one invited when the event was held, and it became a tacit agreement later on.
Although he knew this was like slapping Yu Shaozhi in the face, he was not fond of Yu Shaozhi to begin with, so he deliberately accepted the invitation every time.
But Yu Shaozhi never complained.
“Bu Zhangmen, Liu Zhangmen.” Jian Xiuyun greeted them.
Their eyes fell behind Jian Xiuyun, and asked with some confusion, “And that is…?”
Jian Xiuyun pulled Kan Wenxiao forward and introduced him, “My little apprentice.”
Bu Shan said with a smile, “This is the first time I’ve seen him. He is indeed worthy of being Elder Jian’s apprentice, graceful and talented. But why is he wearing a mask?”
Jian Xiuyun chuckled dryly and said nonsensically, “To look cool, young people nowadays like to be different.”
“Indeed.” Bu Shan nodded.
Just when Jian Xiuyun was afraid that they would continue to ask questions, a disciple of Hengyue Sect came in and said with a smile, “Masters and elders, please come with me. Zhangmen is waiting in the hall.”
“Okay.” Jian Xiuyun replied, and gestured to Bu Shan and Liu Jun.
The three of them walked in together.
The built of Hengyue Sect was like that of any other sect. It was majestic and bold, seemingly rough. But in fact, the roughness had finesse.
The three of them followed the young disciple into the hall, which was already packed with people sitting around and chatting.
When they noticed them, everyone looked over one after another, followed by polite greetings, “Hahaha, the three of you have finally arrived.”
“Right, it’s you three.”
…
Jian Xiuyun looked around, and as expected, everyone had arrived. The heads of each sect and the disciples they brought filled the room.
In the Immortal Sword Conference, every year, the heads of each sect and their most proud disciple come. Basically, it was always the same people every year. Rarely were there any new faces. In fact, it was more like a small social circle of their own.
So as soon as Kan Wenxiao appeared, he was noticed immediately.
“Hey, Elder Jian brought a new disciple this year.”
“Indeed, he is very handsome.”
Jian Xiuyun simply pulled Kan Wenxiao over and explained to everyone, “My little apprentice, Kan Wenxiao, because he was too young before, I never brought him here. This year he has accompanied me in order to gain experience.”
This was not a big deal, so after a few casual questions, everyone got back to their own thing.
After exchanging a few words, Jian Xiuyun found his seat and sat down, with Kan Wenxiao standing behind him.
A cup of tea was immediately placed in front of him.
Jian Xiuyun picked up the teacup, taking a sip, and suddenly felt the fatigue in his body relieve.
“Elders, it was a hard journey for everyone to come all the way. Yu has ordered food and beverages to be prepared at Lingshui Pavilion. You may go there later.”
Hearing this, Jian Xiuyun raised his head and glanced towards the main seat at the man who spoke.
He was a young man clad in black, with narrow eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips raised slightly into an ambiguous smile.
He didn’t look like a decent person, but he was the new leader of Hengyue Sect.
Jian Xiuyun thought of the old sect leader who had a straight face all day long, and could not even imagine that his successor would be someone like Yu Huaien.
In fact, they were all aware that the old sect leader’s favored disciple was Han Shuchen.
It was a pity that he passed away at a young age.
“Okay, thank you, Yu Zhangmen, for the hospitality.” Liu Jun replied, his tone somewhat sinister.
Some others responded perfunctorily, while others continued to chat, paying no heed to him.
Jian Xiuyun lowered his head and took another sip of tea, thinking that if it was Yu Shaozhi who had come today, he would probably get the same response.
Yu Huaien didn’t care, chuckled, and walked out first.
With his absence, everyone instantly relaxed.
“Tsk, where did this brat come from?”
“I think he’s far worse than Shuchen.”
“What a pity, the old sect leader and Shuchen both passed away so suddenly, letting this brat take advantage of the situation.”
“Who knows if there is something going on between them? So weird.”
…
Jian Xiuyun was silent for a while, feeling slightly irked, then got up and walked out.
When Bu Shan noticed him, he also stood up and followed him, “Where are you going, Elder Jian?”
“I’m hungry, I want to eat.” Jian Xiuyun said matter-of-factly, not at all realizing the fact that he was at the stage of fasting.
Bu Shan raised his eyebrows, smiling as he raised his hands to stop him, “Eating the meal Yu Zhangmen serves?”
Jian Xiuyun looked back at everyone who showed no sign of getting up, and understood what he meant.
Jian Xiuyun found it ridiculous, “Yu Huaien has already taken over the position of sect leader. This can’t be changed just by not eating meals served by him. If they really can’t stand it, why don’t they go to his door with a knife and beat him up?”
When Bu Shan heard this, he laughed twice, and said with a smile, “Yes, Elder Jian is still blunt and honest.”
“Then I will accompany Elder Jian.”
After that, he turned around back to Liu Jun who was trailing behind them, and asked, “Brother Liu, are you coming?”
Liu Jun glanced at him and said, “Let’s go.”
The three of them walked out together.
Bu Shan looked at the apprentice who had been following Jian Xiuyun silently, and said enviously, “Elder Jian, your apprentice is really well-behaved, unlike ours who are like two wild monkeys, disappearing as soon as they arrive.”
Jian Xiuyun said nothing and smiled perfunctorily.
Kan Wenxiao indeed seemed to be well-behaved, but he could also be really cruel.
In his previous life, it was this obedient disciple who tortured him to the point where he neither had the pleasure of life nor the relief of death.
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This new sect leader seems very sketchy.
Thank you for the chapter!
Thank you for the chapter!