Chapter 99: So you

Bie Xuening looked up.

“Young brother, I wasn’t referring to you.”

“I know.”

Another message appeared in the group, sent again by Dan Zu.

Dan Zu: “Brother Dao, I’m curious—was the Sword Sovereign always like this?”

Jian Zun: “None of your damn business!”

Hehuan Laozu: “Actually, I’m quite curious too.”

Jian Zun: “If you’ve got time to livestream, go suck someone’s essence.”

Hehuan Laozu: “Oh dear, I don’t need that—but if Brother Dao wants to watch, I’m happy to dance for you~ 💖”

Jian Zun: “Dance **!”

To prevent crude language from lowering the prestige of the Profound Heaven Sect’s top figures, the group has a built-in keyword filter.

Hehuan Laozu: “Hehe.”

Bie Xuening’s expression was calm, utterly unlike her temperamental self in the group.

Hehuan Laozu: “Actually, Brother Jian Zun, you should be wary of someone else—@Ling Zu.”

No one replied.

Half a minute later.

Ba Zun: “So awkward!”

Hong Zun: “So awkward!”

Dan Zu: “So awkward!”

Jian Zu: “So awkward!”

Hehuan Laozu: “/Little Yellow Duck with tears in eyes”

Hehuan Laozu: “Even you, Brother Dao, treat me like this…”

Jian Zu: “Seeing ‘add one’ makes me want to click. Wait—aren’t these little yellow ducks Sister’s emoji pack?”

Hehuan Laozu: “I made them myself.”

Jian Zun: “Idiot.”

These two words wouldn’t be filtered.

No one would’ve imagined that the revered Ancestors, usually aloof and elusive, chatted in the group just like ordinary people… even more abstractly.

After more banter, they finally got to the real matter.

Ba Zun: “Brother, upon your recent emergence from seclusion, did you slash that old Gǔ?”

When Gǔ resisted that sword strike crossing time and space, it summoned shadows of their past selves.

At their level, they couldn’t possibly have missed the sensation.

Jian Zu: “Thanks to Huo’s help, I was able to lure him out.”

Dan Zu: “I see.”

Dan Zu: “With this sword strike of yours, He should stay quiet for a while.”

Gǔ’s methods are extremely devious and hidden. A few years ago, a Return-to-Spirit cultivator in Jishi Valley was deceived by him and fled into the Star Battlefield—still no word since.

Jian Zu: “He’s planning to target a young Dao-Union cultivator of the Taishang Dao Sect. Brother, be cautious.”

Hong Zun: “Thank you, Brother, for intervening. I’ve already learned of it from him.”

Jian Zu: “I’m interested in this Saint Emperor Abyss that’s appeared in recent years. Any of you know anything?”

Hehuan Laozu: “My suggestion: go to Lingyin Fang.”

Dan Zu: “Same.”

Hong Zun: “Same.”

Ba Zun: “I know a bit about him. I’ll have my disciples compile the details and send them to you later.”

Jian Zu: “Thank you.”

Then Xu Xing exited the group and put away his phone.

Bie Xuening also looked up at him.

Hmm…

It had been a long time since they last met, and the first thing they did upon seeing each other was chat in the group. Xu Xing felt this couldn’t continue.

“Sister, would you care to take a walk outside with me?”

“Alright.”

They rose and walked out side by side.

Just then, Chi Jiuyu limped painfully out from around the corner, leaning on the wall, her sword-intent avatar dissolving.

Sister said she’d punish her again after returning to the sect. Damn! She hit so hard—once I surpass her in realm, I’ll hit her back! As she simulated her revenge plan in her mind, she stepped out and found her Master and Master’s younger brother staring at her.

“…”

After a pause, she quickly turned and limped back inside.

She’d just been beaten by her sister—she didn’t want another beating from her Master.

Thud! She stumbled in her haste and fell, so she simply didn’t get up, crawling inside on hands and knees.

Sister used to be different inside and out, but the contrast wasn’t this extreme.

Xu Xing felt Chi Jiuyu deserved much of the credit.

“She hit lighter than expected,” Bie Xuening said coolly.

She’d expected this rebellious disciple to be bedridden.

The two continued walking outward, their figures soon vanishing.

After they left, Chi Jiuyu cautiously poked her head out, scanning around—Master’s hall blocked spiritual sense from leaving her body, so she had to do it this way.

Phew~ “They’re finally gone.”

Chi Jiuyu took out an elixir and swallowed it, then stepped out with a light, brisk gait.

Why didn’t she take it earlier…

Obviously!

If Master saw her acting normal, he wouldn’t let her off so easily.

That’s Jiuyu’s wisdom! “Go see Little Yunlu,” Chi Jiuyu muttered.

She waved her hand, summoning a blue-gold longsword, then stepped onto it and shot off.

Only she would dare to fly a sword inside Jian Zun’s hall.

…………

Outer Gate of Jianzong, New Disciple Registration Desk.

Under the personal escort of Du Ruoheng, the Jianzong Sect Master, Zhang Yunlu completed her registration quickly and transferred her academic records as well.

“You’ll be assigned to Class 7, Grade 12 of Jianzong Affiliated Middle School One,” Du Ruoheng said as they exited the desk. “Though you’re a Wu Li cultivator, don’t grow arrogant. Know that there are always greater talents—your classmate with the highest realm is nearly at Core Formation.”

“I humbly accept your guidance, Sect Master.”

She couldn’t call him Elder, nor refer to herself as junior—so she called him Sect Master.

That would never be wrong.

Jianzong was one of the strongest immortal sects in the Tai Xuan Realm, a veritable marketplace for prodigies and monsters.

Though she had achieved Wu Li, it was only thanks to elders’ help and sheer luck—Jianzong surely had countless cultivators surpassing her! Du Ruoheng nodded in satisfaction.

The disciple Master brought back was humble and courteous—she wouldn’t become a second Young Master.

“Hey—Little Yunlu! Finished your registration?”

Before the person arrived, the voice came first.

Du Ruoheng’s eye twitched.

Then Chi Jiuyu floated down slowly, standing atop her sword.

Jianzong’s sword-flight technique generally had two forms: one was Chi Jiuyu’s current method—standing on the sword to fly; the other was merging with the sword-light, riding it through the azure heavens.

The latter required at least Golden Core realm.

Yet Chi Jiuyu, already at Nascent Soul peak, floated down so leisurely.

No doubt—she was showing off.

“Greetings, Sect Master,” Chi Jiuyu bowed casually.

“…Young Master, you’re too kind.”

Du Ruoheng was genuinely helpless.

He’d finally become Sect Master, yet his seat hadn’t even warmed before someone constantly eyed his position—and worse, they were his senior.

What could he do? And this person even roamed the internet under multiple accounts.

“Future Jianzong Sect Master,” “Next Jianzong Sect Master,” “Destined Jianzong Sect Master.”

Recently, the Sect Master of Taishang Dao Sect even messaged him, asking why he was preparing to step down so soon—hadn’t he just taken office? Damn! He never wanted to step down!

So, in utter desperation, he changed his online name to “True Jianzong Sect Master.”

He even suspected that if this person had Dao-Union realm, they’d have already raised a rebellion.

“Thank you, Sect Master. Now let me show Little Yunlu around Jianzong—after all, she’s the No. 2 of our ‘Future Sect Master Alliance’ team!” Chi Jiuyu waved her hand.

Future Sect Master Alliance?

You’re already building your own faction? Du Ruoheng instinctively pressed a hand to his chest.

First update, same as usual, two more to come later (end of chapter)