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Chapter 348: 348, [Cold and Indifferent Master and His Cute, Simple Disciple]
Atop the Yanwu Peak of the Demon Sect, most of the disciples were in a state of shock.

Listening to this sudden cold voice, they did not immediately recognize who was speaking.

Many players were puzzled. The voice transmission sounded intermittent. How is it possible to have a signal interruption in the 22nd century!?

Shen Yan and others, who had their “mute” removed, exchanged looks, stood up and bowed, saying, “Greetings to Second Elder Uncle.”

With these words, the Demon Sect disciples finally realized who the speaker was. They hastily bowed and said, “Disciple greets Elder Uncle!”

Their voices echoed in the sky.

Ji Li, standing in the middle of the ring, was momentarily stunned, then overjoyed. But she first glanced towards Lu Xun, who was sitting above on the platform.

Seeing him nod and smile at her, she immediately bowed and said in a loud voice, “Disciple is willing!”

Thus, Ji Li’s Inner Sect promotion examination drew to a close.

However, for Shen Yan and the others sitting on the platform above, the mood was quite different.

Especially for Shen Yan.

The others actually had a good mentality. After all, the Second Elder Uncle had not taken any disciples until now. It was normal for her to accept a disciple to inherit her mantle.

Since we’re in a younger generation and already have so many disciples, some of whom are pretty good, there’s no need for any more competition.

But Shen Yan was different.

His mentality had collapsed!

It wasn’t because he was upset, but because he was worried about the early-stage investment he made in Ji Li.

“I gave her such a big piece of Flame Crystal!” Shen Yan wailed in his heart.

However, the size he imagined was as big as a watermelon, while the actual Flame Crystal he gave out was smaller than a fingernail.

Such a painful realization!

Characteristic of his stingy nature, Shen Yan almost lost his steady mind.

Who would have thought that his rare act of generosity would lead to this outcome!

He was like a melancholic egg, sitting on the platform, feeling the bleak cold wind.

Given the situation, Lu Xun was even tempted to recite a stanza of “A Plum Blossom”.

Yue Heshan and the others glanced at Shen Yan, wondering why he looked so displeased.

Forget it, let’s not bother about him. After all, he has been consistently met with disappointments in the Inner Sect examinations over the years. He should be used to it by now.

Moreover…even if the Second Elder Uncle does not take Ji Li as her disciple, could Ji Li possibly be taught by you?

We surely have a greater chance of being chosen! Hahaha!

Lu Xun sat there, beckoning Ji Li on the ring, “Come up and sit next to me.”

Now that she was part of the inner mountain, Ji Li’s status was different, and she could naturally sit next to him.

“Yes, Young Elder!” Ji Li responded with a bow.

She was really happy, extraordinarily happy.

It felt like being in school, when the teacher reassigns the seats. Though nothing much may happen, just sitting a little closer to the boy you like could bring enough joy that lasts for a long while, tirelessly scribbling down his name, or abbreviations of it, in your textbook.

A young girl’s feelings are always poetic.

She walked up lightly, flew up to the platform, politely bowed to the crowd, and then sat down next to Lu Xun.

Once she sat down, she subtly moved a little closer to Lu Xun.

She didn’t dare to be too blatant, but she couldn’t help but show her happiness.

As for the Demon Sect disciples below, they all looked at Ji Li with envious eyes.

Wow, she’s now on the same footing as the Sect Master!

In the future, they couldn’t call her senior sister or junior sister, they would have to call her Elder Aunt.

And she can spend day and night with the Young Elder!

They heard that when the Young Elder was in the inner mountain, he would cook personally every day. Having the chance to eat the food cooked by such a handsome man every day, what a great fortune!

As for the Demon Sect players, they were all dreaming big.

Each of them embodied the spirit of aspiring netizens, looking forward to their day of soaring success.

“Holy shit, you can actually skip ranks directly!?”

“Will I have a chance to join the inner mountain in the future?”

“Female Master! She acknowledged a female master! A female one!!!”

“Does this mean I also have a chance to acknowledge Mao Nanbei as my master? A cat-eared Lolita as a master, just thinking about it is so enticing!”

Seeing the commotion below, Lu Xun roughly understood what kind of big dreams these silly players were having.

“You forgot about your Shen Ludan so quickly?” Thought Lu Xun.

You must have only loved him briefly.

The Inner Sect promotion examination continued as usual and quickly came to an end.

As the Sect Master, although Shen Yan can’t be said to have gained nothing, he indeed didn’t achieve as much as the other Peak Masters.

Fortunately, although the silly players were dreaming big right now, they would eventually be thrown back into reality. At that time, Shen Yan…no, Sect Master Shen, would still be their beloved.

“Hold on a little longer, it will soon be your time to shine,” Lu Xun silently wished Shen Yan.

Shen Yan looked at the disciples standing below the platform who had been promoted to the Inner Sect, and then at Ji Li, who sat next to Lu Xun and stole occasional glances at him, and said:

“Tomorrow afternoon, new Inner Sect disciples gather at the foot of Hidden Mountain.”

At his words, all the disciples promoted to the Inner Sect felt a surge of joy and silently clenched fists.

Finally, they had a chance to climb the Hidden Mountain!

This means that with enough power and luck, one can harvest their own high-quality magical weapon on the mountain!

For most cultivators, a spiritual artifact is considered a high-grade magical weapon, and there are plenty of them on Hidden Mountain.

Lu Xun glanced at Ji Li and noticed her excitement, her toes often lifting and falling. She was clearly anticipating her trip to Hidden Mountain.

Since the promotional test was over, Lu Xun decided to head back to the back mountain.

Ji Li asked nervously, “Lu Xun, are we going to the back mountain now?”

It was a new environment and a new master.

“Lu Xun? You should call me Young Elder, little girl!” joked Lu Xun.

He looked at Ji Li and continued, “Even though the back mountain has everything you need, you can go back to the outer sect to pack your luggage first.”

“Ah? But I’ve already packed everything into my storage ring,” Ji Li said with a naive look on her face.

“Sigh, you are really prepared.” Lu Xun smiled and took out the paper crane.

Everyone boarded the paper crane and flew towards the back mountain.

Lu Xun told Ji Li, “Be sweet when we get there, okay?”

“Sure!” Ji Li agreed, nodding forcefully despite her nervousness.

Lu Xun was a bit confused, “Why am I feeling nervous about taking her to the mountain?”

It was really strange.

Before entering the restrictions of the back mountain, Lu Xun took out a back mountain wooden tag and handed it to Ji Li.

With the wooden tag, Ji Li could freely enter and exit the back mountain.

The restrictive membrane was still there, but it could no longer obstruct you.

The paper crane continued to fly forwards and landed in the bamboo forest.

A light breeze rustled the sea of verdant bamboo, creating a gentle rustling sound.

Everyone from the back mountain was in the bamboo forest. Upon dismounting from the paper crane, Lin Chan began to respectfully greet everyone according to Lu Xun’s instructions.

“Disciple salutes to the Master,” Ji Li started.

The master glanced at Ji Li, then at Lu Xun, who had been taking good care of Ji Li. A playful gleam flashed in his eyes, as if he found it interesting.

He did not say much, but merely said, “You are too formal.”

Next, Ji Li turned her gaze towards the slender Taoist nun sitting on a large rock.

It wasn’t her first time seeing Gu Xiaoman, but she’d never imagined that she would become her disciple.

She respectfully greeted, “Disciple Ji Li, salutations to my master.”

Lu Xun glanced at his second senior sister. She was already sitting very straight, but now seemed to straighten herself even more.

Her voice was still as cold as ever, devoid of any warmth. And, as always, she stuttered:

“No… No need to be so formal.”

Watching his second senior sister, Lu Xun found everything even more interesting.

He was curious, how would this silent and stuttering second senior sister guide Ji Li?

He even wanted to find an excuse to eavesdrop when she was teaching.

Ji Li went down the line, greeting everyone according to seniority. In the end, she even had to call Lin Chan: ‘senior sister.’

Of course, her ultimate goal was to become Lin Chan’s mother-in-law.

Beyond redemption!

After the Master and third senior brother left, Lu Xun looked up at his second senior sister and asked, “Second senior sister, when will you start guiding Ji Li’s cultivation?”

“Now… Right now,” the second senior sister answered.

She lifted her right hand, and her loose Daoist robe slipped a bit, revealing her slender, fair fingers, along with a small part of her wrist.

With a slight move of Gu Xiaoman’s finger, a large rock flew over from a distance.

After smoothing it with spiritual power, she placed it not far from her.

Then, she told Ji Li, “Get… Get on it. Sit… sit in meditation.”

“Huh?” Ji Li blinked, but quickly obeyed.

Ji Li was shorter than her second senior sister, and the stone beneath her was also smaller, so when viewed from behind, they were at different heights.

The silhouettes of the two were quite different but equally pleasant to look at.

Well, their personalities were even more different.

A silent Taoist nun for a master, with a naive and fluffy disciple.

Interestingly, both of them have a hairpin stuck in their black strands of hair.

The one on Gu Xiaoman was a wooden hairpin, her sword.

The one on Ji Li was a red jade hairpin, the Blue Equipment ‘Red Makeup’ given by Lu Xun.

Sitting next to her master, Ji Li felt the temperature around her master seemed to be lower than other places.

She didn’t dare to stare directly at Gu Xiaoman, but she occasionally stole glances at her.

“My Master is so thin,” Ji Li thought to herself.

From her angle, she could see Gu Xiaoman’s perfect side profile and slender neck.

That fair skin was flawless, enough to make any woman jealous.

Despite her thin face, she gave off a unique aesthetic.

Some women were as vibrant as the flowers in the fields, while others were like the snow atop the mountain.

Her master has a temperament that sets her apart, Ji Li mused in her heart.