In just a few days, Yushi An had completed his cultivation and ended his seclusion. When he emerged, Yang Mu visited him to discuss the matter of the sect competition.
Yang Mu could sense that Yushi An had significantly strengthened his cultivation during this period. Yushi An now had fair and smooth skin, a slight rosy hue on his cheeks, and bright, lively eyes. He appeared more energetic than a young person.
Yushi An greeted Yang Mu and sat down with a smile. “I assume you’ve come to talk about the sect competition?”
As the Sect’s Master, it wasn’t surprising that Yushi An could discern Yang Mu’s purpose. Yang Mu nodded and waited for Yushi An to continue.
“In this sect competition, it’s only natural for our Yuan Sect to participate,” Yushi An said slowly. “In previous years, we didn’t have the qualification to participate, but this year, the Yuling Sect has extended an invitation to us. We must seize this opportunity. If we could secure first place in the competition, it would be even better. I want other sects to see that our Yuan Sect also has strength.”
“…”
Yang Mu remained silent. The real concern was the reward for first place in the sect competition—beastmen!
Seeing Yang Mu’s lack of response, Yushi An winked at him. “I believe Li Yuer told you that the first-place prize for this sect competition is beastmen.”
“Yes,” Yang Mu acknowledged.
Yushi An continued, “I noticed that the disciples you accepted the other day have good aptitude and decent strength. With your guidance as a Nascent Soul-stage master, I believe you can achieve outstanding results in this competition. Moreover, your own cultivation is at the Nascent Soul stage. Perhaps, you might even obtain a beastman. The ones the Yuling Sect offers are formidable. Your cultivation could benefit greatly from it.” Yushi An left out a part of his thought, but Yang Mu understood his implication.
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The inter-sect competition involved selecting the most outstanding disciples from one’s own sect to participate. Yang Mu took the opportunity to ask Yushi An, “What kind of competition is it when the master and disciples participate together?”
Yushi An shrugged, “I don’t know. The rules for this sect competition change every year.”
Hearing this, Yang Mu had to drop the subject. He bid farewell to Yushi An and then used his sword-flying technique to find Shi Dixuan.
Since this was a competition where master and disciple participated together, Yang Mu needed to consult Shi Dixuan’s opinion, even if he himself was reluctant to join the sect competition.
Shi Dixuan was in the middle of his practice when Yang Mu returned to his own room. Yang Mu called him over loudly.
Shi Dixuan responded with a sound and left his room, heading towards Yang Mu’s location. As he approached, Yang Mu cleared his throat and rubbed his face, looking serious as he watched Shi Dixuan walk in.
“I believe you’ve heard about the sect competition, right?” Yang Mu asked.
Shi Dixuan nodded. “Yes.”
“Do you know about the reward?”
“Yes.”
Yang Mu fell silent for a moment before continuing, “Regarding this competition, the Sect Master has decided to participate.”
Shi Dixuan blinked but didn’t respond, waiting for Yang Mu to elaborate.
“We will be sending our sect’s most exceptional disciples to participate,” Yang Mu explained.
Shi Dixuan responded with a nonchalant “Yes” once again.
Yang Mu was on the verge of frustration. What’s with these vague “yes” answers? Can’t you just say whether you want to go or not? Since Shi Dixuan wasn’t expressing his thoughts, Yang Mu had to ask straightforwardly, “Do you want to participate in this competition?”
Shi Dixuan raised his head and asked, “Can I participate?” He was well aware of his current level of strength, not only among the new disciples but also within the entire sect.
As he looked at Shi Dixuan’s pair of dark eyes shimmering as they stared at him, even though he had some reservations about Shi Dixuan, Yang Mu couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
Even though Shi Dixuan might become so powerful in the future that he would lead the Beast clans to carve a bloody path, the current Shi Dixuan was still just a teenager, half a head shorter than himself. In terms of cultivation, Yang Mu was higher, and for now, even if he couldn’t defeat Shi Dixuan, he could at least hold his own in a battle.
But Yang Mu didn’t have the courage to confront Shi Dixuan at this moment.
Yang Mu, who had been sitting in a chair, suddenly stood up. He took a few steps towards Shi Dixuan and lowered his eyes, gazing at the fine strands of hair beneath his eyelids, feeling an overwhelming sense of joy.
In these small moments, he could find a sense of presence.
To prevent his emotions from getting too high, Yang Mu took a few steps back and suppressed his feelings. His phoenix-like eyes narrowed, and he pretended to be profound as he said, “I am your master.” He was Shi Dixuan’s master, so within his abilities, Shi Dixuan could do as he pleased.
Shi Dixuan hesitated for a moment, seemingly not expecting Yang Mu to say that. He glanced at Yang Mu but couldn’t discern any expression on Yang Mu’s face. Yang Mu’s slightly narrowed phoenix-like eyes held an air of mystery and a hint of charm.
Lowering his head, Shi Dixuan understood Yang Mu’s intention, but he didn’t say anything. In his mind, he was thinking that this competition involved both master and disciple participating together. Yang Mu had just asked him about the rewards, and the first-place prize was the beastmen. These keywords connected in Shi Dixuan’s mind, and he felt like he understood something.
Suddenly, Yang Mu felt like he had become Shi Dixuan’s “golden finger”! Because he became his master. Shi Dixuan seemed to have an easier journey ahead, avoiding many troubles. Yang Mu imagined that in his previous life, Shi Dixuan’s journey might not have been as smooth.
“Go back and prepare well,” Yang Mu said. Since it was clear that Shi Dixuan wanted to participate in the competition, there was no need to keep him here.
“Yes,” Shi Dixuan replied, harbouring his own thoughts as he withdrew.
Yang Mu was completely unaware of Shi Dixuan’s thoughts. He was still feeling quite happy about what had just occurred. Even if he couldn’t be the protagonist or anything like that, being the “golden finger” behind the scenes was something worth celebrating.
Although this “golden finger” of his might face dangers as cannon fodder in the future.
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Im so excited omg! ty for the chapter!