Chapter 129: Interface-Level Prodigy

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Shi Yongsi muttered in confusion, "Inner Sect, Grand Elder?"

Qin Hongyi appeared somewhat excited and nodded, "Yes, yes! Sorry to trouble you, Steward Shi!"

Suddenly, Shi Yongsi snapped, "What the hell are you asking? You don't know your own worth, but I know mine very well! Get lost, get lost!"

Damn it! This was trying to get someone into trouble!

Just one question would have sufficed, but now they wanted to measure inch by inch?

People should know when to be satisfied!

Insatiable desire is a death wish!

At that moment, Shi Yongsi’s roar attracted many disciples.

Whispers spread among them.

"What kind of status and position? How dare they make such a demand?"

"She’s pretty, but this is a matter of principle!"

"Damn! Everyone was already unhappy about entering the Outer Sect, and now she wants to enter the Inner Sect? Dream on!"

The commotion drew even more cultivators.

Once the reason became clear, everyone was furious and began to curse!

Gou Haitian and Chi Xiangdong lingered outside, pretending not to know her.

Qin Hongyi froze when she saw his anger.

Then, suddenly, she exploded, "Steward Shi, what happened to all the previous first-place Heavenly Ranking disciples? Aren’t you afraid? Now you’re just asked to send a single transmission talisman, and you’re whining like this!"

Shi Yongsi was stunned.

Just sending one transmission talisman?

Whining?

Is this how new Outer Sect disciples behave these days?

Is the world changing too fast, or has my sword lost its edge?

He immediately flew into a rage.

The pleasure of the previous night in the brothel vanished instantly, replaced by thoughts of how to deal with this new disciple.

Shi Yongsi clenched his fist sharply, about to strike, when Qin Hongyi whispered, "Think carefully! This year’s top Heavenly Ranking disciple is definitely different from all the others!"

Shi Yongsi was stupefied.

Indeed!

She was truly different!

Otherwise, how could she stand here?

For the first time ever, a brothel swordsman was so formidable—fighting twelve at once, still not enough?

But no matter how strong, no one should bring people casually into the Inner Sect!

Especially a beautiful female cultivator!

Was this for cultivation or a visit to the brothel?

Shi Yongsi hesitated.

Although he was certain the Inner Sect Grand Elder would never agree, after all, it was just a transmission talisman. Why not try?

He gritted his teeth, withdrew his fist, and said harshly, "Fine! I’ll try. When I get punished later, you won’t get off easy!"

With that, he flicked his right hand, and a bright light vanished into the air.

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The gathered disciples were shocked!

Was this the Xuanyuan Sect?

"Impossible!"

"I bet Steward Shi won’t be steward for much longer!"

Shi Yongsi glared fiercely at Qin Hongyi.

He had indeed been impulsive!

This time, he wasn’t kept waiting long.

After four or five breaths, a transmission talisman flew over, and he caught it.

Shi Yongsi did not rush to check it.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

Perhaps the talisman would scold him harshly!

The onlookers held their breath.

Most were gleefully anticipating his downfall.

Quite a few just wanted to watch the show.

Qin Hongyi was also tense, eyes fixed on Shi Yongsi’s right hand.

Shi Yongsi felt ready to endure a torrent of abuse and slowly extended his spiritual sense into the talisman.

Everyone saw his body tremble.

His face showed disbelief as he clenched his fist tightly.

"Well?"

"Steward Shi must be done for, right?"

"His cultivation hasn’t improved; he spends every day in the brothel. How’s he any different from that brothel scum?"

The crowd murmured again as he remained silent.

Shi Yongsi stared at Qin Hongyi, speechless.

This overturned all understanding, beyond imagination!

The brothel swordsman was the descendant of the Inner Sect Grand Elder?

The transmission talisman contained only two sentences: "Agreed. You are commanded to personally escort her in."

Agreed?

Personally escort?

Shi Yongsi’s legs trembled slightly.

The Inner Sect—he had only been there once when appointed.

The spiritual energy inside was truly dense!

Qin Hongyi snapped, "Well? If not, I’ll find another way!"

Shi Yongsi immediately replied, "Alright! I will personally escort you!"

Everyone was stunned.

Gou Haitian and Chi Xiangdong exchanged a glance, full of disbelief.

Maybe they could try too?

"Thank you, Steward Shi. Let’s go!"

Far beneath the sea, a young cultivator slowly awoke from meditation.

"He actually defeated the me from ten years ago?" he murmured. "Finally, a worthy opponent!"

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Xuanyuan Sect, Formation Hall.

Though packed with elders and disciples, the hall was utterly silent.

The Grand Elder smiled as he gazed at the wall.

"All disciples, return to your quarters! Only the elders remain."

The disciples reluctantly left.

They had wanted to wait a few days to see what the record-breaking individual looked like, but the Grand Elder’s order was clear.

"What do you all think?"

Only a dozen or so elders remained in the hall.

Xuan Wuji spoke first, "Of course, we must nurture her properly and with full effort!"

Di Shitian nodded.

Such talent must be cultivated well.

Suddenly, an untimely voice broke the silence, "I don’t oppose cultivating her fully, but we must beware the lessons from the one ten years ago!"

The hall fell into instant silence.

After a moment, low murmurs resumed.

"Indeed. If she doesn’t contribute to the sect in the end, that’s one thing, but to become an ungrateful traitor—that would be terrible."

"Motaitian, are you taking this personally?"

A figure swooped in—Long Aotian!

He fixed his gaze on an elder, "Su Yizhao’s background is pure and clean, and he’s definitely a good young man!"

Motaitian sneered, "Wasn’t that person ten years ago also gifted and pure? Overindulgence breeds spoiled and capricious character! People change!"

Long Aotian fell silent.

The others did too.

Though harsh, there was truth in the words.

That young man from ten years ago was the Xuanyuan Sect’s pain, a thorn in everyone’s side.

Neither removable nor digestible.

Only endurance remained.

"So, we watch and wait?" the Grand Elder hesitated.

Motaitian nodded, "Only those who endure the test are the best. We must not raise someone self-centered, who believes everyone must revolve around them, protecting them, and who rebels at the slightest dissatisfaction!"

Long Aotian doubted, "Motaitian, you’re not really seeking revenge, are you?"

Motaitian rolled his eyes, "Do I have such a petty mind?"

Long Aotian recalled no such sign of pettiness.

Suddenly, Motaitian added, "But it wouldn’t hurt to have some people go and temper her body and mind."

Long Aotian was furious. Damn, wasn’t that petty-minded?

He was about to speak when the Grand Elder raised a hand to stop him.

He said, "The Xuanyuan Sect prides itself on cultivating continent-level elite disciples, but we lack experience with interface-level prodigies like this. How about we observe and let her develop first, intervening only when necessary?"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

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