I have never seen such a shabby sect

“Lin Wang,” Bai Liye, who was guarding the unsold items not far away, said in a deep voice upon hearing this, “Come collect the stuff, we’re leaving.”

“Coming,” Lin Wang waved his hand, continuing to say to Yun Ruo, “Do you want it? This opportunity won’t come again…”

“Lin Wang,” Bai Liye called out again, his tone carrying a hint of warning.

Only then did Lin Wang stop trying to sell, shrugging his shoulders and going over to pack up his things.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and handed Yun Ruo an Academy guide: “It’s a gift, you should be able to use it next year.”

The two of them packed up and left.

Lin Wang counted the spirit stones in his money bag, calculating how much he had earned today.

Bai Liye walked beside him, lazily saying, “Why are you suddenly so generous?”

Lin Wang glanced at him, squeezed the money bag in his hand, and put his arm around Bai Liye’s shoulder, smiling mischievously: “Someone stopped me, yet they’re asking why?”

Bai Liye “Mmm”ed and said nothing.

“Wasn’t I just asking casually? Selling things too much is a conditioned reflex. I was just teasing Dirty Face,” Lin Wang put the money bag into his storage pouch, casually pulled out a candied stick and fed it to Bai Liye: “Next time, tell Jiang Beishan that kid to make them round, isn’t it tiring for you to hold it in your mouth?”

“Whatever,” Bai Liye bit the candy stick with his teeth, making a semicircle, mumbling, “You go tell him.”

Lin Wang immediately shook his head, refusing: “Forget it, he can make them however he wants, anyway, you’re the one eating them.”

They hadn’t walked far when the sound of footsteps chasing after them from behind grew closer.

Hu Yong overtook them and blocked their path: “Recommendation letter, how much money do you want?”

Lin Wang raised his eyebrows.

Hu Yong: “I’ll buy it, name your price.”

Lin Wang chuckled, how could someone knowingly walk into the tiger’s den: “What, aren’t you afraid of being ripped off? I sell them very expensive.”

“As long as it’s not too outrageous,” Hu Yong added, slightly lacking confidence.

He didn’t know any sects, nor did he have any connections.

In the years since he returned to North State City, he had lived the life of a 9-to-5 guard.

His former fellow disciples from the Academy had long since lost contact.

For a moment, he really couldn’t think of a way to get a recommendation letter.

Since there was one right in front of him, it was better to settle it early.

Anyway, it would cost money to find other sects, so he would accept being ripped off.

Seeing him so proactively seeking to be ripped off, the con man hesitated instead.

Hu Yong became anxious: “Don’t look at me like this, I’ve saved up quite a bit over the years…”

“Uncle, why are you running so fast all of a sudden?” Yun Ruo ran over from behind, holding A Heng’s hand.

The young boy tried hard to keep up with Yun Ruo’s pace, his legs running awkwardly.

“Buying a recommendation letter,” Hu Yong waved his hand, full of heroic spirit, “You don’t need to worry about it, I’ll take care of it.”

What big words. Yun Ruo thought, you gave all your savings to me, don’t think I don’t know, what are you going to use to buy a recommendation letter.

However, Hu Yong was so good to her, and she didn’t want to let down his good intentions.

She looked at Lin Wang: “Then name your price.”

Lin Wang glanced at Bai Liye, not saying anything.

Yun Ruo realized that at critical moments, the white-robed con man still listened to Bai Liye.

The one in black clothes was the one who held the ultimate power.

Bai Liye snapped the candy in his mouth with a crack, holding the remaining half in his fingers.

He thought for a moment with his eyes half-closed, then lifted his eyelids to look at Yun Ruo: “Coincidentally, our sect is short of someone to do chores. If you’re willing, you can come back to the sect with me to work, and the wages can offset a recommendation letter, how about it?”

Lin Wang: “?”

When did we become short of people to work? With just those chores in the sect, Jiang Beishan alone isn’t enough?

Hu Yong refused as if facing a formidable enemy: “No way!”

Just kidding, what if it’s a scam? Buying a recommendation letter at most is being swindled out of money, letting Yun Ruo go with them might mean losing her life.

No, absolutely not!

Lin Wang was heartbroken by his reaction, taking out his sect badge to show him: “Take a good look, the joint seal of the hundred immortal sects is branded on it!”

Hu Yong took the badge, feeling the warm and heavy jade in his hand.

The badge was wooden, with the three words “Idle Cloud Sect” engraved on it.

Below was a circular, black inscription, which was indeed the joint seal of the hundred immortal sects.

He looked at it back and forth for a long time, returned the badge to Lin Wang, and his wariness still wasn’t quelled: “Idle Cloud Sect, never heard of it…”

Lin Wang finally understood the downside of being a con man for too long—the credibility value was simply precarious.

Hearing Hu Yong’s doubts, he smiled nonchalantly: “It’s normal if you haven’t heard of it, we’re just a small sect, not as good as those famous sects.”

“Going?” Bai Liye asked again.

Yun Ruo looked at his half-closed eyes, black eyelashes covering them like raven feathers, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

She didn’t hesitate, decisively nodding and making a decision: “I’ll go, you have to keep your word.”

Bai Liye raised his hand, and Yun Ruo quickly leaned over and slapped his palm.

Lifting her eyes, she saw that he was looking at her with a slight smile: “It’s a deal.”

Yun Ruo suddenly had a bad feeling that she had boarded a pirate ship.

“Me too!” A Heng pounced over and also slapped Bai Liye’s hand.

He was small, so he jumped up to slap it.

After slapping, he slapped Yun Ruo.

Lin Wang raised his hand, waiting for him to slap it.

A Heng paused, ran around him, and slapped Hu Yong.

Lin Wang’s mouth twitched, letting go of Bai Liye to grab A Heng, not believing that he wouldn’t get a slap today!

A Heng was chased around, dodging and hiding.

Lin Wang caught him and tickled him, making him laugh until tears came out.

Finally, he succumbed to his power and obediently gave him a high five.

Hu Yong: “…”

It was hard to say whether his little disciple or this person was more childish.

As the sun set, the light in the mountains gradually disappeared.

The plaque on the cliff face suddenly emitted a faint light, and several people walked out above the pool.

The one walking in the front was a white-robed man with wide sleeves, white hair and beard, but with a very young face, looking at most thirty or forty years old.

He waved his hand, and rows of orange-yellow lanterns lit up around the white jade plaza, hanging high on the cliff faces, illuminating the entire plaza.

Behind him were a young man and a young woman.

The man was very tall, with a steady gait.

The orange-yellow light reflected on his side face, outlining sharp lines, sword-like eyebrows and thin lips, with an extraordinary bearing.

The elaborate formal attire became his complement.

The woman had beautiful and delicate features, bright eyes and white teeth, wearing a bright red dress, with a string of golden bells with flowing spiritual power tied to her sleeves, making a soft sound as she walked, which was very pleasant.

Both of them had the same style of jade token hanging from their waists, without any words engraved on them, only branded with a black and gold inscription.

Among the hundred immortal sects, there was only one sect whose tokens didn’t have any words engraved on them, and that was the Xuan Yang Sect, the leader of the hundred sects.

“You’ve worked hard today,” the middle-aged man in white bowed to the young man.

“Not at all,” Shen Cangyi raised his hand in return, but didn’t rush to leave, instead stopping above the pool, “I heard there was a bit of a commotion at the registration today.”

“You heard about it too?” Duan Zaiqing was a little surprised, smiling, “You would be interested in this?”

“A little curious,” Shen Cangyi said faintly.

The red-clothed woman “Pfft”ed and laughed, “It’s no wonder my senior brother is curious. Many people were talking about it at the entrance ceremony, saying that today there was actually someone who failed to register but didn’t fall into the pool. Even I find it strange. Dean, if this is true, the Academy would have missed out on an excellent talent, which is truly regrettable.”

She said it was a pity, but her expression showed no sign of regret at all, and her tone was very impolite.

“Ruo’er,” Shen Cangyi glanced at her.

Geng Sangruo smiled playfully: “That’s just how it is, Senior Brother. Why don’t we bring this person back to the Xuan Yang Sect? The best cultivators in the world should all be in our Xuan Yang Sect!”

Shen Cangyi looked helplessly at his little junior sister who was spouting nonsense, but Duan Zaiqing didn’t care much, laughing heartily: “Then I’ll help you check who it is?”

“Dean Duan, why are you letting her mess around?” Shen Cangyi shook his head, but there wasn’t a hint of blame in his eyes as he looked at Geng Sangruo.

“It doesn’t matter,” Duan Zaiqing spread out his hand, and the registry rose from beneath the water.

He flipped through it for a while and said, “Found it.”

Black ink appeared on the registry, slowly revealing a name with a slash through it.

“Yun, Ruo.” Geng Sangruo shook Shen Cangyi’s arm, “Senior Brother, his name also has the word ‘Ruo’ in it, what a coincidence. It seems like he has some fate with me. How about it, why don’t we really find him and bring him back to the Xuan Yang Sect?”
Shen Cangyi’s gaze paused.

The look in his eyes that were fixed on that name suddenly turned cold.

The registry flipped through on its own without any wind, making rustling sounds, and closed with a snap.

He turned and left: “My Xuan Yang Sect’s gates aren’t open to just anyone. It’s getting late, Dean Duan, farewell.”

“Senior Brother, what’s wrong all of a sudden? Wait for me!” Geng Sangruo, not understanding what was going on, picked up her skirt and trotted to catch up.

On the way, she stopped and waved to Duan Zaiqing: “Dean, if this person comes again next year, you have to tell me. After all, he’s the first one who hasn’t been dragged down by the formation under the pool. I have to meet him in person.”

Duan Zaiqing nodded at her with his hands in his sleeves.

The girl smiled brightly and chased after her senior brother.

Duan Zaiqing waited for their footsteps to disappear, then glanced at the registry again, remembering Yun Ruo’s name.

He would pay more attention to this name when looking at the recommendation letters next year.

However, the Xuan Yang Sect’s sect leader’s first disciple came to observe the ceremony at the Academy’s centennial celebration today, which satisfied another curiosity of his.

It was said that the Xuan Yang Sect’s sect leader’s three disciples doted on their little junior sister to the extreme.

Seeing it today, it was indeed true.

This girl was covered in precious magical artifacts.

Just the string of small bells on her hand was worth a lot, not to mention the layers of extraordinary protective gear on her body, which were obviously added by several different people.

Tsk, tsk, indeed, extremely doted on.

He had to go back and share this with the other vice-deans who didn’t attend the entrance ceremony today.

Yun Ruo and the others followed Lin Wang and Bai Liye all night, finally arriving at the Idle Cloud Sect before dawn.

A Heng was sleeping soundly on Hu Yong’s back, drool dripping down his master’s neck.

Hu Yong was originally going to return to North State City, but he was really worried about Yun Ruo, a young girl, following two con men, so he insisted on coming all the way with them, waiting until Yun Ruo was settled down before leaving.

At this moment, he suspiciously looked at the small courtyard gate with its green tiles and grass eaves, then looked up to continue searching around: “Arrived? Where?”

“Right here,” Lin Wang knocked on a vertical wooden board on the side of the courtyard gate, pointing to the words on it, “Can’t you recognize the three words ‘Idle Cloud Sect’?”

Hu Yong: “…” It’s not that he can’t recognize them, it’s that he doesn’t want to recognize them.

He had never seen such a shabby sect! He wouldn’t doubt it if someone said it was a thatched house in the countryside.

Lin Wang pushed the door open, but accidentally kicked something under his feet.

Before he could say anything, a series of loud barks rang out.

In response to the dog’s barking, the sounds of chickens crowing rose and fell in the courtyard, mixed with the honking of geese.

The rooster’s crow cut through the sky, and the first ray of light illuminated the earth.

A Heng woke up on his master’s back, opening his eyes to see animals running all over the courtyard.

A dog was chasing after a flock of chickens, driving the big and small chickens to run and squawk in a frenzy.

Behind the dog, several geese were chasing after it, raising their necks and waddling with their wings spread, arrogantly flapping their wings, with a tuft of dog hair in their mouths.

Lin Wang shouted in despair: “Jiang Beishan! Your geese are biting Big Yellow again! Big Yellow, why are you sleeping at the door again!”

Bai Liye silently closed the courtyard door, sat down on the threshold, and said calmly to Yun Ruo and Hu Yong behind him: “Wait for them to clean up before going in, rest for a while first.”

Yun Ruo: “…”

Hu Yong: “…”

Is this really an immortal sect?