Chapter 13: Reception Courtyard

After handing Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao to his own Old Ancestor, Ye Yu Hong left the Profound Yi Tianzong.

After all, although the Profound Yi Tianzong is good, as the head of the Ye family, there are many things in the Ye family waiting for him to handle, so it is really inconvenient for him to stay in the Profound Yi Tianzong

After Ye Yu Hong left, Ye Zhaoyang led Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao toward the center of the Xuantian Mountain Range, to that incomparably massive mountain peak that pierced straight into the clouds.

Only then did Ye Qingxuan learn that this tallest and most majestic peak within the Xuantian Mountain Range was named Xuan Peak!

Xuan Peak was also the gathering place for most of the Xuantian Sect's powerhouses; basically, all the major Elders of the Xuantian Sect, including the Sect Master, had opened their own daochangs on Xuan Peak.

The stronger one's strength and the higher one's status, the higher up the mountain their place of practice cave dwelling would be located.

Upon reaching the foot of Xuan Peak, Ye Zhaoyang led Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao to find a white-haired, elderly man, and said with a chuckle: "Manager Mo, these are my two juniors who wish to join the Xuantian Sect. One of them is a reserve disciple for a Blessed Land cultivator. I'll have to trouble you to look after them in the future."

After speaking, Ye Zhaoyang secretly handed this Manager Mo a small pouch.

Manager Mo took the small pouch Ye Zhaoyang handed him and put it away quite naturally, then said with a smile: "Junior Brother Ye is quite lucky. I didn't expect you to obtain a Blessed Land cultivator quota. Haha, leave these two to me, you can rest assured!"

Seeing Manager Mo address him as Junior Brother, and knowing that Manager Mo wanted to draw closer to him, Ye Zhaoyang also took the opportunity to change his form of address: "Since that is the case, I will have to trouble Senior Brother Mo in the future!"

Manager Mo's cultivation base was not as high as his, but the status of a Xuantian Sect manager was equivalent to that of a core disciple.

Moreover, most managers were core disciples who had no hope of breaking through, and after a certain amount of time, were arranged by the sect to handle trivial matters in various places, which was how they became managers.

Therefore, the seniority of a manager was generally older than that of an average core disciple, so it was not inappropriate for Ye Zhaoyang to address him as Senior Brother.

Subsequently, Ye Zhaoyang looked at Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao again, introducing them: "Qingxiao, Qingxuan, this is Manager Mo Tian. From now on, you two shall follow Manager Mo's instructions!"

Hearing Ye Zhaoyang's words, Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao bowed respectfully to Mo Tian in unison: "Qingxuan and Qingxiao pay our respects to Manager Mo!"

Seeing the respectful appearance of Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao, Mo Tian stroked his beard with satisfaction.

Just like that, after Ye Zhaoyang handed Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao over to Mo Tian, he hurried back to his own cave dwelling to cultivate in seclusion.

After Ye Zhaoyang left, Mo Tian looked at Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao and smiled: "You two are quite lucky; it's only a few days until the sect's annual entrance ceremony. I'll take you to the sect's reception courtyard to stay for a few days first!"

As it turned out, the Xuantian Sect was large and powerful, with countless affiliated forces under its banner, and every year these forces would send disciples with good talent into the sect.

Added to this were some sect Elders who, while traveling, would occasionally bring back a few disciples with outstanding talent.

But as a hegemon-level force in the Di Xuan Realm, the Xuantian Sect naturally could not be sloppy about disciples entering the sect, nor could it lack rules and regulations.

Therefore, for the sake of the sect's development, and also to cope with this situation.

The Xuantian Sect stipulated that a small-scale entrance ceremony be held every year, and a large-scale recruitment grand ceremony be held every hundred years.

The Xuantian Sect did not lack people; what it lacked were peerless geniuses who could support the future of the Xuantian Sect.

Generally, the annual entrance ceremony was just for the convenience of certain people within the sect, and the requirements would be lowered significantly; in any case, the sect also needed some people to handle trivial matters.

The once-a-hundred-year recruitment grand ceremony, however, was a grand event oriented toward the twenty-one major provinces under the Xuantian Sect's banner, and even the entire Di Xuan Realm.

It was not just the Xuantian Sect that did this; all the hegemon-level forces in the Di Xuan Realm had reached a tacit understanding to open their recruitment grand ceremonies simultaneously every hundred years.

The once-a-hundred-year recruitment grand ceremony was not something that could be compared to the current annual entrance ceremony.

This once-a-hundred-year recruitment grand ceremony was what the Xuantian Sect valued most, and it was the true channel for recruiting elite sect disciples.

The difficulty of the assessment would be raised significantly, and there would also be many sect Elders coming out of seclusion to recruit disciples.

Under Mo Tian's guidance, Ye Qingxuan and Ye Qingxiao arrived at the reception courtyard, which already had quite a few people.

Under Mo Tian's personal arrangement, the two soon settled down temporarily in a small courtyard within the reception courtyard.

After finishing all this, Mo Tian looked at Ye Qingxuan and the other and said:

"You two stay here for a few days first. After you join the sect, I will make further arrangements for you."

After giving his instructions, Mo Tian left.

Inside the small courtyard, Ye Qingxuan looked at the unfamiliar environment before him, having no intention of going out at all.

For these few days, he prepared to honestly wait in the small courtyard for the start of the entrance ceremony.

As for Ye Qingxiao, he could not endure the loneliness, and not long after, he slipped out of the small courtyard alone to stroll around the reception courtyard.

That afternoon, Ye Qingxiao made friends with several others who were also waiting in the reception courtyard for the entrance ceremony.

The next day, under Ye Qingxiao's strong insistence, Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to follow him to meet his newly made friends.

Arriving at a courtyard, three youths of different builds were sitting around a stone table in the middle of the courtyard.

The three looked at Ye Qingxuan, whom Ye Qingxiao had dragged over, and one of them asked curiously:

"Brother Qingxiao, who is this?" Hearing the inquiry, Ye Qingxiao familiarly pulled Ye Qingxuan to an empty seat around the stone table and introduced him: "Brother Li, this is my brother, Ye Qingxuan."

Subsequently, he introduced the three to Ye Qingxuan: "Qingxuan, these three are friends I made yesterday: Brothers Li Xuan, Zhu Dafu, and Long Tian."

The three were sizing up Ye Qingxuan, and Ye Qingxuan was likewise sizing up Li Xuan, Zhu Dafu, and Long Tian.

Although he was a future Blessed Land cultivator and making friends had no great significance, he did not want to let down Ye Qingxiao's good intentions, so he took the initiative and said:

"Qingxuan pays his respects to the three brothers."

Hearing Ye Qingxuan's words, Zhu Dafu smiled slightly and nodded, while Long Tian did not look at Ye Qingxuan, drinking his tea on his own.

Li Xuan, who was vaguely the leader, smiled and said:

"Haha, Brother Qingxuan, there is no need for such formalities. I heard that Brother Qingxuan has obtained a Blessed Land cultivator quota and has the great perseverance to become one, which makes Li Xuan feel very admirable."

Ye Qingxuan heard this and subconsciously glanced at Ye Qingxiao, but seeing his expression of shock and confusion at Li Xuan's words, Ye Qingxuan knew it wasn't Ye Qingxiao who had leaked it.

Thus, Ye Qingxuan chuckled lightly: "Brother Li Xuan, you have quite well-informed news. My brother and I only just arrived at the courtyard yesterday; I didn't expect our background to be investigated so clearly by Brother Li Xuan."

After speaking, Ye Qingxuan looked at Li Xuan with a playful expression.

Seeing Ye Qingxuan's expression, Li Xuan shook his head unhurriedly, cupped his hands, and smiled: "Not at all, not at all! Brother Qingxuan has misunderstood. It is just that I have a penchant for inquiring about some gossip; it's nothing worth mentioning. If there is any offense, I hope Brother Qingxuan will forgive me!"

Seeing this, Ye Qingxuan's expression softened slightly, but before he could speak.

Long Tian, who was to the side, put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Ye Qingxuan sideways, and said with disdain: "Brother Xuan, he is just a Blessed Land cultivator with low talent and no future; what is there worth winning over?"

"Heh, a Blessed Land cultivator? Aren't they just a group of hopeless, alternative farmers? Besides being able to bring some insignificant resources to those behind them and the sect, what other value is there in winning them over?"

Long Tian had never been able to understand what use it was for Li Xuan and Zhu Dafu to win over so many Blessed Land cultivator reserves over the past half year.

A waste of time!

Long Tian felt disdain in his heart and did not pay attention to the slightly darkened faces of the people in the courtyard.

Ye Qingxiao could not help but explode in anger:

"You brat, what kind of fart are you spouting? Do you want to taste my fist?"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and was preparing to teach Long Tian a lesson, but he did not expect to be stopped by Ye Qingxuan beside him.

After stopping Ye Qingxiao, Ye Qingxuan sneered and said:

"What? Are you trying to question the sect? The Blessed Land cultivators that the sect spends time and effort to cultivate in the early stages, the Blessed Land cultivators who cultivate massive amounts of low-order resources for the sect—in your eyes, they are just farmers who are good for nothing? Ridiculous to the extreme!"

Although he, Ye Qingxuan, was a person who liked quiet, that did not mean he could be bullied by others!

Hearing these words from Ye Qingxuan, the expressions of Li Xuan and Zhu Dafu, who had been silent, changed. Seeing that Long Tian was still unconvinced and wanted to continue speaking, Li Xuan scolded: "Long Tian, this is the Xuantian Sect, not your Long family."

Facing Li Xuan's scolding, Long Tian darkened his face, suppressed what he was originally going to say, and said with dissatisfaction:

"Associating with a group of Blessed Land cultivators, I don't know what you two are thinking. Hmph, play by yourselves! This young master won't keep you company."

After speaking, he left Li Xuan and Zhu Dafu behind and walked away alone.

Seeing Long Tian leave, Li Xuan could only apologize to Ye Qingxuan:

"Brother Qingxuan, please forgive me! This time it was our fault!"

Facing Li Xuan's apology, Ye Qingxuan slowly shook his head and said:

"Brother Li Xuan, there is no need for this. This matter has nothing to do with you. Qingxuan has other matters, so I will take my leave first!"

After speaking, Ye Qingxuan took Ye Qingxiao and left the place.

After the two left, Zhu Dafu asked:

"Brother Xuan, given the current situation, is there still a need to continue winning over this Ye Qingxuan?"

Hearing Zhu Dafu's words, Li Xuan laughed and said indifferently: "He is just a First Order Blessed Land cultivator; it does not affect the overall situation. In the past year, the Blessed Land cultivator reserve members we have won over are already enough."

Hearing this, Zhu Dafu looked in the direction Ye Qingxuan had left, just nodded, and said nothing.

"Moreover, as long as that Lin Fan doesn't have any problems, the others are of no consequence!"

Hearing the name Lin Fan, a flash of envy appeared in Zhu Dafu's originally calm eyes.

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