Chapter 64: Choose One of Two

"Spirit Sword Sect?"

Heng Xian rubbed his chin.

He understood perfectly well that these sects and factions in the city were attracted by his fame.

He had acted a bit too flashy while facing a crisis some time ago.

Plus, being at the ninth tier of Qi Condensation at the nominal age of sixteen was probably decent enough.

It was just that he hadn't clearly decided whether to join a sect, or which one to join.

Xie Lingyu misunderstood his hesitation and quickly said, "Don't worry, our Spirit Sword Sect is awesome! We focus on sword cultivation and excel in formation setting, surprise attacks, and sword control—our swords sweep across the eight wildernesses!"

"Once you reach the Nascent Soul stage, one sword strike can slash the heavens, and another can slash the earth; our sword Qi spans eighty thousand miles!"

"Are you bragging?" Heng Xian asked, surprised. "Why would you want to slash the heavens and the earth? The heavens and earth don't owe you anything!"

"If heavenly punishment and earthly wrath descend, can your little lives withstand it?"

"Uh..." Xie Lingyu paused. "I was just using a figure of speech; there's a bit of bragging and exaggeration in it."

"However, the Eastern Continent has four regions: East, South, West, and North. Each region has hundreds or thousands of sects. My Spirit Sword Sect ranks fifth among the three hundred and sixty-one major sects in the Eastern Region,"

"second only to the Da Luo Holy Sect, Lingtai Mountain, Donghuang Palace, and Tianyuan Sect."

"We have nine mountains, nine palaces, and nine halls. Our outer sect, inner sect, true disciples, and elders add up to eighty thousand people!"

Heng Xian nodded and took a sip of tea. "How many days off do you get a month? Do you provide housing? Do you guarantee job placement and matchmaking?"

"Uh..." Xie Lingyu blinked blankly, taking a long time to understand. "Rest depends on yourself. Only true disciples have private spiritual aura cave mansions. We do have jobs, like tending to medicinal fields, pill refining, or artifact refining."

"As for a partner, you mean a Dao companion, right? Although there aren't many with my looks, there are countless girls slightly less attractive than me."

"Actually, if you look at me... in the future..."

She blushed like a persimmon, lowered her head, and twisted the corner of her clothes, leaving the rest of her sentence unfinished.

Heng Xian didn't hear her clearly and sighed, "Is that so? Then the female disciples in your sect are too average-looking!"

Xie Lingyu looked up, eyes wide. "Are you... saying I'm ugly?"

Heng Xian was surprised. "You? You're alright, I guess. Not curvy enough, your face isn't alluring enough, and you're a bit short."

"If the female disciples in the Spirit Sword Sect are even worse than you, that's just too pathetic! I like those with a bit of seductive charm—it's exciting!"

Xie Lingyu's breathing quickened. She stood up abruptly and walked away. "I told you I'm still growing! I'm good at what I do, and you're still belittling me!"

"I'm done talking! Go wherever you want!"

Heng Xian chuckled. "Just a joke. I'll consider it!"

"Hmph!" Xie Lingyu walked away without looking back.

"Pfft!" Su Wan'er, who was to the side, couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Heng Xian glared at her. "You're as flat as a door plank from top to bottom; you have no right to laugh at others."

Su Wan'er immediately lowered her head, pouting and glancing at her chest, clearly unhappy. She muttered softly, "Hmph, I'm still growing too."

Heng Xian walked to the side, sat down, and opened the "Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Hexagram": "If I join a sect, which one in the city is the most suitable?"

The hexagram answered: 【After calculation, the sects within a radius of twenty thousand miles are all extremely mediocre.】

【However, before the host reaches the Nascent Soul stage, choosing to join a sect for cultivation can yield twice the result with half the effort, and there will be more opportunities.】

【Currently, among the three hundred sects in this city, only the Tianyuan Sect, Da Luo Holy Sect, Overlord Sect, and Donghuang Palace are suitable for the host.】

【These four sects have abundant resources, long histories, and many hidden opportunities.】

【When the time comes, the Heavenly Hexagram will calculate again to help the host reach the Nascent Soul stage directly.】

Heng Xian was surprised. "I'm a sword user, and the Spirit Sword Sect also uses swords. Wouldn't that be more suitable?"

The hexagram answered: 【The Spirit Sword Sect's sword techniques are minor, mere mortal swordplay; their scope is too narrow.】

【The host possesses the Ancient Sword Saint True Body and is naturally favored by the Heaven Earth Supreme Sword Dao.】

【Joining the Spirit Sword Sect would easily lead to being misled and wasting time. It is not advisable!】

Heng Xian rubbed his chin. "That analysis makes sense. Then, which of these four should I join?"

The hexagram answered: 【Choose either the Da Luo Holy Sect or the Tianyuan Sect!】

As elders and disciples from hundreds of sects moved into Donglan City, the entire city trembled in fear.

In truth, the original inhabitants weren't exactly afraid, because the disciples of major sects wouldn't interact with "mortals" at all, let alone mess with them.

It was just that the pressure was too great.

But pressure also meant opportunity. If one were chosen by these god-like major sects, the future would be bright!

Thus, a strange scene appeared throughout the city—

Parents dressed their children up cleanly every day, adding flowers or makeup, and then carefully wandered through the streets and alleys.

They didn't even know what they were wandering for.

The Wang family and the five people from Wang Qing couldn't escape the trend, walking around looking like people all day long.

Even Ye Xiaoyao, Xiao Qiyun, Xue Jiao'er, and Ye Qingyi, who were hiding in the former Xue family mansion, ran out.

The Qi Condensation cultivators from the Heng family who were watching them followed along dryly, not daring to make a move.

"Those four little brats came out and go to the doors of the major sect elders every day. We don't dare to act!"

East Garden.

Heng De and Heng Xian, grandfather and grandson, were lying side by side on lounge chairs.

"Then let them go for now. They can't escape," Heng Xian said.

Heng De sighed. "If you don't pull out the weeds by the roots, they'll grow again in the spring breeze. If they get taken in by a major sect, it'll be trouble!"

Heng Xian crossed his legs. "No panic."

Heng De nodded. "Let's talk business! Thirty-seven small sects came to the mansion to pay respects today. Your grandfather, uncle, and I received them carefully."

"Good heavens, they were all so imposing. Even people from sesame-sized sects were at the Qi Sea Realm. It's terrifying!"

"Did they use coercion or bribery?" Heng Xian asked.

Heng De shook his head. "Not really. They were all very polite and said a lot. The general meaning was that they hope you join their sect."

"They left behind sect jade slips when they left, saying that if you agree, just squeeze one, and they'll come to take you away immediately!"

Heng Xian felt like a young girl getting married. He scratched the tip of his nose. "Just be polite and brush off the small sects."

"When the Tianyuan Sect, Da Luo Holy Sect, and those major sects come, I'll meet them then."

Heng De gave a thumbs up. "My son... is domineering!"

The "children's parade" in the city continued, but there was no news of any child being accepted.

It seemed all the sects had their eyes on the Heng family!

They hadn't eaten the main course, so they weren't interested in the side dishes.

By the tenth day of the first lunar month.

Not only were the children of Donglan City tired from walking, but families from ten or eight nearby cities also brought their children to wander around with an "indifferent" look.

The Heng family had already received over two hundred sects and still hadn't agreed to any of them.

This made people from major sects like Tianyuan, Da Luo, and Spirit Sword, who were still holding back, break into a sweat.

What if Heng Xian had a moment of madness and agreed to a small sect, and then left?

How would they play then?

Fortunately! This kid has some vision!

On the eleventh day of the first lunar month, the Saint Void Palace, and the sanctimonious Saint Void Zhen Ren visited the Heng family.

He bragged so much that the entire Heng family was left nodding and bowing.

That evening, Heng De returned to the East Garden, feeling depressed.

After Heng Xian pressed him for a long time, the Second Master Heng sighed gloomily: "Seeing Saint Void Zhen Ren reminded me of going to beg for a pill for you. Brother Lingfeng suffered so much, and now he's gone!"

Heng Xian snapped his fingers. "Got it, I understand!"

The twelfth day of the first lunar month.

Elder Shen Santian of the Overlord Sect visited the Heng family.

Shen Santian was as fat as a winter melon, but his flesh was very sturdy. Sitting in the main hall, his aura occupied the entire Heng family.

Heng De, who was also fat, became a "frail youth" compared to him.

"Kid, you're very handsome, your bones are good, and your temperament is excellent. You have many similarities to me when I was young!"

Shen Santian stared fixedly at Heng Xian. "How about it? Come with me. The Overlord Sect will ensure you eat well, drink well, play with the most beautiful women, beat the most arrogant cultivators, and run rampant wherever you go!"

Heng Xian couldn't help but feel moved. He suppressed it and sighed. "I really want to go, but..."

"Hmm?" Shen Santian leaned closer. "With that tone, do you have some hidden difficulty?"

Heng Xian sighed again. "Saint Void Zhen Ren said the Overlord Sect is a piece of trash and very poor, which makes me very hesitant!"

"That old bastard, I'll screw his ancestors!"

(End of chapter)