Chapter 102: That Old Scoundrel Startled Me
Senior Brother Jiang.
A newcomer to the Guanhai Sect.
The steward was a cultivator at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage. For someone to be called Senior Brother by him, not only must their cultivation be higher, but at such a young age, they must absolutely be a disciple of one of the Guanhai Sect’s Elders.
With such a terrifying aura, Shuitan felt the other person was likely at the Golden Core Stage.
Senior Brother Jiang’s expression was gloomy as he scanned the hundred-odd Qi Condensation disciples, his gaze quickly locking onto Shuitan.
“He is…?”
“He’s a Qi Condensation Stage disciple, with an orange Spiritual Root. He came from a remote sect a few days ago.”
The steward said with a smile, “I saw his Spiritual Root was decent, so I took him in.”
To say it was decent was an understatement.
With Shuitan’s talent, if he had been born and raised in the Guanhai Sect, he would have long been a confirmed disciple of an Elder.
It was only because he was too old, having missed the golden time for his comprehension to grow, that he was so looked down upon.
Indeed, Senior Brother Jiang’s gaze fell upon Shuitan, and after a deep look, he said, “Then it’s him.”
Afterward, he casually pointed to a few more Qi Condensation Stage disciples, regardless of their stage, as if just randomly selecting: “Follow me.”
Although everyone didn’t know why, those who were chosen looked delighted.
Only Shuitan’s expression remained calm and unruffled.
Even Pan Qingyi wasn’t chosen.
He looked at Shuitan with envy. Even without knowing what they were going to do, he felt that being chosen was a good thing.
This was Senior Brother Jiang himself picking people!
Senior Brother Jiang, he was the eldest disciple of the Guanhai Sect’s Fifth Peak Elder!
Before leaving, Shuitan patted Pan Qingyi’s head, signaling him not to worry.
He just didn’t know what they were going to do, even the System’s attention was drawn to this.
“Huh?”
Could it be that players who entered now were really lucky?
Shuitan was chosen as soon as he arrived at the Guanhai Sect?
Shuitan also asked the System, “System, what are we going to do?”
The System only said, “You’ll know when you follow.”
Senior Brother Jiang, who led them out of the Bright Hall, glanced back at the disciples. His Golden Core Stage cultivation was enough to make people unable to lift their heads.
Only Shuitan’s expression remained calm as he lowered his head.
Senior Brother Jiang’s gaze seemed to linger on him for an extra second before he said, “Once we reach Fifth Peak, do not look too much, do not speak too much!”
This meant don’t look at what you shouldn’t, and don’t ask what you shouldn’t.
The few Outer Disciples were struck dumb with fear.
They, as Outer Disciples, didn’t even dare to hope when they could become Inner Disciples, and now they were going to Fifth Peak.
What good fortune awaited them?
After Senior Brother Jiang finished speaking, he simply raised his hand.
The crowd’s vision blurred, and they found themselves in a different place.
Before them stood a somewhat indescribably strange Bronze Gate.
It was embedded directly into the mountainside.
The bronze rivets on the gate exuded an ancient luster. Upon closer inspection, each rivet was carved with intricate patterns.
As a gentle breeze blew, the bronze rings on the Bronze Gate swayed softly, emitting a deep, resonant chime.
This scene made the disciples feel even more overwhelmed by the oppressive aura.
“Disciple Jiang Qi has brought the people.”
As his voice fell, the Bronze Gate let out a harsh and loud “creak.”
It was like a call from ancient times.
The gate opened, revealing a vast, empty hall within.
This hall was so large it could be used for sacrifices, terrifyingly so.
There was nothing.
Only in the very center stood a rotating Magic Treasure in an inverted triangle shape, covered in dense runes.
Those runes were still spinning, emitting dazzling, blinding light.
Beneath that Magic Treasure, someone was seated.
However, the disciples dared not look directly. The powerful aura alone almost made them suffer and want to kneel.
Fortunately, the person inside the gate did not seem to intend to make things difficult for them, and soon a voice, ancient yet grand, echoed out: “Come in…”
Jiang Qi stepped aside.
Several disciples cautiously stepped inside.
They barely dared to breathe.
As they stepped into the hall, Shuitan felt that this floor was paved with some kind of stone slab, black, solid, with unreadable patterns.
Stepping on it felt like floating on water, emitting ripples, yet there was no trace of wetness.
When they had walked about halfway, they were stopped.
“Alright, everyone else, leave.”
The ancient voice finished, accompanied by a slight cough.
Shuitan frowned slightly, thinking they were being told to leave, but then a gentle breeze swept through, and all the auras around him suddenly vanished.
Then, the Bronze Gate let out a long, distant hum and slowly closed.
“Thud—”
With a heavy sound, the gate closed completely.
The hall was plunged into darkness.
Shuitan subconsciously looked up, and a faint light flickered within the hall again.
He saw someone in front of him.
It was a person, but despite his excellent eyesight, he couldn’t discern the other’s appearance.
They seemed to be shrouded in a hazy mist.
“Good, good, good…”
The ancient laughter carried a rough edge, “You, you are very good, cough cough cough cough cough… What is your name?”
Shuitan realized he was the only one left and his expression sharpened: “My disciple’s name is Shuitan.”
The System suddenly prompted: “Don’t call me, don’t think randomly, quickly recall everything you’ve experienced at the Guanhai Sect…”
The next second, Shuitan suddenly felt a prickling sensation all over his body.
It was an indescribable chill, and his mind felt cold at that moment.
He reacted quickly, immediately recalling everything that had happened at the Guanhai Sect recently.
From Yun Chenyu’s sharp and sarcastic remarks to everything that happened while he was guarding the Spiritual Field.
But he deliberately didn’t even think of Pan Qingyi.
He had undergone similar mental training in reality, which at least allowed him to remain calm very quickly.
Three seconds later, the chilling sensation disappeared.
He heard the old man’s suppressed excitement: “Good, good, good, perfect, too perfect!!”
Even though that voice expressed joy,
Shuitan heard a chilling undertone behind it.
Perfect, he was perfect?
“Cough cough cough cough cough… I am the Elder of Fifth Peak, you can call me Fifth Elder. Are you, willing to become my ninth disciple?”
Such a huge opportunity falling into his lap, Shuitan was stunned on the spot.
What was the normal procedure again?
The System suddenly prompted again: “You should be very surprised, this is a good thing.”
Shuitan reacted and immediately widened his eyes: “I, Elder, is it me?”
“Of course, you are not willing?” The voice suddenly turned a shade colder.
“No, no, no—” Shuitan put on a look of fear: “I am just, too surprised. I am merely a lowly Outer Disciple.”
He humbled himself to the dust.
“From now on, you are not!”
Fifth Elder’s voice was filled with uncontrollable, extreme excitement: “You will be my, good disciple!”
And at the same moment, the System informed Song Jiulai.
“An old geezer startled me, luckily I found a loophole and fixed it.”
