Apprenticeship Ceremony

  Three days later, Ling Xiao Sect

  The Central Gate Plaza was already packed with people. After the nine strikes of the alarm bell, the leader of the Ling Xiao Sect, Su Yu Zhen Jun, and all the Peak Masters appeared on the high platform together.

  Zhu Men Xiu Yu Zhen Jun and Ruo Yun Feng Wu Yu Zhen Ren sat in the middle position at the top. Other Zhen Jun and various faction leaders sat on both sides.

  Today is not the first time that a real person above the cultivation of immortals has accepted an apprentice, but because it is the first time that Yunfeng Peak's Master, Yuanchen True Person, has accepted an apprentice, and adding to that, he has many admirers within the sect, so the people who came to attend the ceremony had already packed the Central Gate Plaza to the point of bursting.

  Compared to the previous inner door disciple recruitment ceremonies, this one was even more grandiose, all because Su Yu Jing Jun, who had not recruited disciples for many years, would also be breaking the rules to accept a closed-door disciple.

  Fēng lǐ xī was wearing a red silk dress, standing behind Su Yu Zhen Jun with a somewhat bored expression. Her jade-like feet, not wearing any shoes, were restlessly swaying back and forth inside her skirt. If it weren't for the fact that today was the day Father officially became a disciple under Old Ancestor's name, she wouldn't have come to watch this so-called grand ceremony of becoming a disciple.

  Half a day passed without seeing the main characters who were supposed to enter the inner door, Feng Lixi was impatient and rudely yawned, which earned her a stern glance from Su Yu Zhenjun. Wu Yun Zhenren also glanced at her sideways, his icy pale purple eyes gleaming with a hint of moisture that made people unable to help but sink into them. Feng Lixi awkwardly smiled and under the intimidating gaze of her own ancestor, she finally straightened up, not daring to be even slightly lazy again.

  After another cup of tea's worth of time, the three winners of this outer gate martial arts competition finally arrived amidst everyone's anticipation.

  Feng Lixi saw Shan Luoyue wearing a uniform of the inner door disciples from afar, walking towards him with a gentle and elegant demeanor. Shan Luoyue had been admitted to Lin Xuanyu's sect, which was his long-cherished wish for many years. Today, his wish had finally come true, and Feng Lixi was truly happy for him.

  Feng Li Xi excitedly waved at Shan Luo Yue, a bright smile spreading across her face, and Shan Luo Yue also smiled back at her.

  He glanced at Shan Luoyue beside him, and Feng Rixi's smile suddenly stiffened.

  Only Mo Junya was seen wearing a purple and white inner door disciple uniform, elegant and beautiful, with a makeup that had obviously been carefully dressed by the servants. The original beauty of her face had added an extraordinary temperament. Almost all the male cultivators present were fascinated by Mo Junya's outfit, their scorching gazes constantly following her, not moving away for a moment.

  Feng Lixi coldly watched Mo Junya walk towards the high platform, feeling very calm in her heart.

  According to the plot setting, Mo Junya should have won the Outer Gate competition 20 years ago and become a disciple of Xi Yue Wuyan, but due to the plot twist, Mo Junya's ceremony was delayed for 20 years.

  Does this also mean that even if the plot has been altered, the altered plot will eventually return to the original plot?

  At this thought, Fengri Xi's heart sank.

  If it's really as she thought, then Sanjiu Ling's death would be the final outcome! And her efforts to adapt, to live on, wouldn't that be the most ridiculous joke?!

  Just as Windy was caught up in an internal struggle, Su Yu's sudden shout brought the distracted Windy back to her senses.

  She blinked her misty eyes and looked around at the crowd with an air of uncertainty, only to find that almost everyone present had their attention focused on her.

  What's going on here? Emperor!

  "Ancestor, what...what are you looking at me for?" Fengli swallowed hard, his face filled with anxiety as he gazed at Su Yu Jingjun.

  "Ling'er... are you spacing out again?" Xuan Yu Zhen Jun's face was filled with an expression of disapproval.

  "Huh... Old Ancestor, today is the sect's once-in-a-decade ceremony for accepting new disciples, you're not presiding over it, what business do you have with me?" Feng Li Xi stomped his foot and growled in a low, exasperated tone.

  "Go... and stand with your father!" Wrinkling her brow, Xu Yu Zhen Jun said hatefully.

  "Oh..." Seeing that his own ancestor was about to blow up, Fengli Xi immediately tucked in his tail and became a human, obediently walking to Duān Luòyuè's side.

  As he walked up to Shan Luo Yue's side, Feng Ri Xi only then sensed that something was off.

  Today is San Luo Yue and their master's day of worship, she stood with them, what's going on here?!

  "Ancestor... I'll just stand behind you, okay?" Feng Li looked at Su Yu Zhen Jun with a nervous expression and asked carefully, "You see, standing in this position is really not suitable for me!"

  "Alone... nine... spirit..." Upon hearing this, Zuo Yu's face turned dark purple with rage, "Didn't you hear a word I just said?!"

  "I..." Fengli Xi was about to say something, but was subtly pulled by Shan Luoyue's tug on his sleeve.

  "Ling'er, your ancestor has arranged for you to pay respects and become a disciple of the True Person of Wu Yun together with me today!" Shan Luo Yue whispered softly in Feng Xi's ear.

  Upon hearing this, Fengli Xi was taken aback for a moment.

  She had always thought that Su Yu Zhen Jun letting her worship under the gate of Wu Yun Zhen Ren 30 years ago was just a joke. She didn't expect that after 30 years have passed, he actually still took this matter seriously.

  "Shan Jiu Ling!" Seeing Feng Li Xi's reluctant expression, Su Yu Zhen Jun was truly enraged. "I'll ask you for the last time, will you or won't you?"

  Seeing the true gentleman's anger, wave after wave of pressure spread from his body, Feng Li stood firm against the pressure and said calmly, "Ancestor, I remember that 30 years ago, I had an agreement with Master Wu Yun, I would win in the outer door competition and formally become a disciple under him. Now, I didn't get any ranking in the outer door competition, if I were to enter Master's door together with other winners, I'm afraid it would be hard to convince others!"

  At these words, everyone gasped in unison.

  The disciples who attended the ceremony were even more sorrowful.

  Being able to join the ranks of Master Yu Yunfeng's disciples is a dream shared by many within the sect, and it is also an unparalleled honor.

  But now this young lady in front of us has an unwilling face, which makes everyone very incomprehensible.

  At this moment, the Xian Yue who had been sitting quietly on the lotus seat looked at Feng Ri Xi with a calm and collected expression, her face still as serene as ever. However, her words were icy cold and piercing, "You once defeated the champion of this outer sect's grand competition 20 years ago, although you didn't get any ranking, your strength was extraordinary, don't belittle yourself!"

  At these words, Fengli Xi was taken aback for a moment. Following the sound and looking over, he coincidentally met with Xie Yu's cold and clear gaze.

  Such boundless words actually came out of Rong Yu's mouth, which made Feng Li extremely surprised.

  It is well known that in the world of cultivation, things often cannot be judged by ordinary logic. Perhaps a cultivator who had reached the peak of their powers just a moment before might suddenly regress and lose everything, their body and soul destroyed.

  Don't mention that for 20 years she was injured and couldn't even practice, let alone cultivate. Even if she studied hard and practiced diligently, compared to Mo Junya who had the protagonist's halo, it wasn't necessarily a sure win.

  He brought up a 20-year-old story and had to admire his audacity.

  If these words were spoken by anyone else, they would have been met with a chorus of doubts. Reborn in 1991! However, when spoken by Xie Yu, everyone present did not dare to utter half a sentence of disagreement.

  In the wind, Xi was scratching his head and feeling annoyed. He didn't know how to avoid this problem, but then he saw Mo Junya also had a shocked expression on her face.

  Shan Jiu Ling paid homage to Wu Yun, the True Person. Isn't that unbelievable? Why did Mo Jun Ya have to put on such an unbearable and shocked expression?!

  I'm afraid she and Mo Junya are two people who dislike each other. Mo Junya is probably eager for her to refuse Su Yu's proposal.

  Originally, she didn't really want to join the Huixian Dance School, but seeing Mo Junya's expression, she changed her mind.

  If she were to join the Huixiu Dance Troupe, wouldn't that make Mo Junya's heart flutter with anxiety?

  Fengri Xi immediately bowed to Su Yu Zhenjun and respectfully said, "Shan Jiu Ling obeys the order!"

  Seeing Fengli Xi change his mind, Xu Yu's true face finally alleviated some of her anger.

  This little episode came to an end, and the grand ceremony of becoming a master continued...

  Feng Li Xi and Shan Luo Yue's group first followed Su Yu Zhen Jun to pay respects to the ancestral tablets of the various ancestors, expressing their reverence for them. Afterwards, they performed the ceremony of paying respects to their masters, offering spiritual tea for their masters to drink.

  Fengri Xi and Shan Luo Yue respectively paid homage to Wu Yun Zhen Ren and Su Yu Zhen Jun, Su Yu Zhen Jun smiled and accepted Shan Luo Yue's clear tea, and drank it immediately.

  It was Fengli's turn to perform the tea ceremony, but all she saw was her hands shaking uncontrollably as she held out the teacup.

  Others who saw the scene thought that Fengli Xi was out of control because she was too excited and happy. But only Fengli Xi herself knew that she was affected by the intense Yuan Yang energy emanating from Xue Wu's body, which caused her to have such an extreme reaction.

  What a terrible thing! Just serving tea can cause such stimulation, and I really dare not imagine what it would be like in the future to always run into Wuyan Zhenren, being constantly bothered by the pure yang energy on his body. What's to be done?!

  Alas, it's just like a cat seeing a plump and delicious fish swimming back and forth in front of it every day, how can the cat possibly resist eating the fish for its whole life?

  It's said that there isn't a cat in this world that doesn't steal food!

  Feng Li Xi's face was filled with grievance as she pouted, just as the tea water was about to spill out of control. Just then, Xie Wu danced forward and skillfully took over the teacup at exactly the right moment.

  Two hands touched and parted unintentionally, making Xi tremble again in the wind.

  It's terrible, Feng Li Xi couldn't help but scold herself for half a day, just because she touched hands with Wu Yunshen, and got a bit closer to him. If she can't control herself like this, how is she going to get through the rest of her days?!

  At this thought, Fengri Xi's bright and beautiful face suddenly darkened.

  It seems that it's better to keep a distance from this guy in the future!

  On this side, Feng Li Xi was deep in thought, while on the other side, Yu Xiu took over the spiritual tea from Feng Li Xi's hand and poured a small amount into her cup. She opened her mouth lightly and said, "Now that you have joined my sect, don't be lazy again. As long as you work hard and diligently, even if you're just a useless piece of wood, you can still become a useful tool!"

  At these words, Fengli Xi's face turned even darker.

  Damn it! She knew that this guy was just a good-for-nothing! Wanting to hear a kind word from his mouth is simply like a frog climbing a tree or a mother pig flying in the sky!

  "Thank you, Master!" Fengli Xi gritted his teeth and said with feigned respect.