Chapter 2070: These brats are all troublemakers

Shi Song, face unchanged, invoked Ye Zhangqing's name, temporarily intimidating the disciples.

The disciples were silenced like cicadas in frost; for a moment none dared utter even a half-sentence.

Afterward, Shi Song didn't even bother to recite the sect rules himself; he just waved his hand, distributed a thick stack of rule rubbings, and left without looking back.

Now the disciples abandoned their lax attitude, each intently staring at the sect rule rubbing, afraid to miss a word.

Remember, as cultivators their memory far surpasses ordinary folk; a brief glance lets them memorize the dense text backwards.

Before this, they had never shown interest in the dull sect rules, but just now Shi Song dropped a bombshell: whoever masters the rules excellently will earn a fine meal in the canteen.

Hearing this, the listless disciples instantly perked up, each clenching fists and secretly competing.

After all, this is a rare chance for them to improve their meals.

Especially the humble-born disciples felt this way, having just learned from Shi Song a shocking secret: the tasty dishes used in yesterday's examination were all made by the sect canteen.

Now they finally understood: no wonder the usually pampered Immortal Clan descendants acted oddly in the exam—they already knew this, explaining their desperate effort.

Thinking this, the ordinary disciples secretly vowed to obtain that free feast no matter what.

Reciting the sect rules was easy for the disciples; in less than a Shíchén everyone had them memorized thoroughly.

Meanwhile, Shi Song, who had left first, anxiously sought out Qi Xiong.

Upon seeing Qi Xiong, Shi Song flew into a rage and unleashed a torrent of abuse.

"Qi Xiong, you always claim to be my senior brother, yet at the crucial moment you are so cowardly and treacherous, ignoring our years of brotherhood, just now abandoning me alone—you are utterly shameless."

This tirade poured out like a sudden storm, leaving Qi Xiong flushed and speechless.

Shi Song grew angrier the more he scolded, as if venting all his fury.

When he finally tired of scolding, Shi Song slightly calmed and returned to the main topic.

He then solemnly addressed Qi Xiong.

"These new disciples are extraordinarily talented, their cultivation unfathomable, even surpassing us elders. With our current ability and prestige, controlling them is nearly impossible. Yet after much thought I have devised a feasible plan."

Having said that, Shi Song paused, then continued.

"The only one who can now control the situation is likely Ye Zhangqing. Therefore I intend to go to the town myself to ask him for help."

After hearing Shi Song's words, Qi Xiong remained silent for a long time.

After a while he slowly nodded, indicating agreement.

"Your words are quite right, Junior Brother. These newly recruited disciples are indeed outstanding, astonishingly strong. Yet managing them will become a major headache. Alas, it's ultimately our fault for coming from the lower realm with such low cultivation."

Speaking, Qi Xiong let out a long sigh, his face full of helplessness.

Hearing Qi Xiong's self-pity, Shi Song snorted coldly and replied unhappily.

"Hmph, I don't dare ask for anything else; I only hope Senior Brother will show a little loyalty from now on, not abandon me in battle as you did today."

Faced with Shi Song's blunt criticism, Qi Xiong felt embarrassed, gave an awkward smile, and hastily nodded in assent.

"Alright, alright, Junior Brother, rest assured; as Senior Brother I will certainly reform and never repeat such mistakes."

Qi Xiong nodded repeatedly, showing strong agreement with Shi Song's words, and said:

"Junior Brother's wish to go to the town, I naturally agree. As things stand, only Ye Zhangqing the worthy nephew can subdue those unruly disciples."

"Very well, then I shall set out now."

After discussing with Qi Xiong, Shi Song without hesitation embarked on the road to the town.

The distance between the two places is not great; both lie within the boundless Wuji Mountain Range.

Relying on his profound cultivation and agile movement, Shi Song soon reached the town's canteen.

At that moment Ye Zhangqing was busy in the fire room; hearing of Shi Song's visit, he hastily stopped his work and rushed to the rear courtyard.

Seeing Shi Song's grim, ink‑dark face, he could not help but feel curious and asked:

"Elder Second, what's the matter? Who provoked you?"

Shi Song snorted coldly and replied unhappily.

"Don't mention it; the sect has recently opened recruitment, and these new disciples are truly a handful—each more difficult to manage than the last, all ignorant brats."

Faced with Ye Zhangqing's concerned inquiry, Shi Song recounted everything in detail, inevitably coloring his account with personal feelings and slightly embellishing some details.

Shi Song spoke, face flushed with anger; after he finished, Ye Zhangqing's expression turned odd and he said:

"Elder Second, are you saying those disciples have completely overturned the natural order?"

"Indeed, they simply have no regard for law."

According to Shi Song, these disciples are every one a thorn, a thorn that cannot be thorned any further.

But Ye Zhangqing knows the situation differently.

In the town, many have their juniors join the Dao One Immortal Sect; Ye Zhangqing has heard of this and can guess the purpose.

Since they are following their ancestors' orders to join the Dao One Immortal Sect, they surely cannot be lawless.

Seeing Shi Song's indignation, Ye Zhangqing probably already guessed what had happened.

Qi Xiong, Shi Song—they are of Ancestor Realm cultivation, whereas those disciples are at least of Immortal Realm cultivation.

The disciples' cultivation exceeds that of elders and even the sect master, surely creating a sense of disparity; moreover, those disciples likely all came just for the food..............

Having realized this, Ye Zhangqing smiled helplessly.

"Then I will return to the sect tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Shi Song immediately grinned.

"Very good."