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The sound was like a leaf breaking through ripples, shattering the silence on the platform as it swayed.
The disciples on the platform came back to their senses, their eyes were confused, their expressions were a little disappointed, and their spirit had disappeared.
Facing a truly powerful being at the pinnacle stage, even a hint of the aura emanating from Fairy Haoyue was enough to make them feel like they were reborn.
They are only in the Peiyuan stage now. Some disciples have just broken through to the Peiyuan stage. They normally think that they will have the opportunity to break through to the Longmen stage in the future, or even become powerful beings in the upper three realms. They are arrogant and proud. Faced with this sudden blow, they will probably be depressed for a long time.
Only Yang Yu had a flash of confusion in his eyes, but he came to his senses in an instant. After muttering a few words, excitement welled up in the depths of his eyes.
This is the great power of the upper three realms.
This is the great monk in the stage of striving for the pinnacle.
Just a trace of leaked breath was so terrifying and so despairing.
Then, in the legendary realm, how terrifying are the gods?
The confusion in Yang Yu's heart was completely gone, and a vague goal formed in his mind. He looked at the mist that had not yet completely dissipated, turning and drifting in the air, as if he saw his future self.
He wants to become a celestial being.
"What are you thinking about?"
Seeing that Yang Yu was still staring blankly ahead, Sikong Xue pointed at the flesh around Yang Yu's waist with her jade finger.
"Nothing, I just thought that Fairy Haoyue is really amazing."
Yang Yu collected his thoughts and did not tell Sikong Xue about his thoughts.
There are many geniuses, and there are also many peerless geniuses throughout the long years.
But there are only a few who can truly become celestial beings.
No matter who it is, even the current Fairy Haoyue, there is probably no one who is 100% sure that he or she can become a celestial being.
"hehe."
Sikong Xue smiled and said, "The Sect Master is naturally very powerful."
Snap, snap, snap.
The sound of rapid footsteps came.
A long-haired female disciple wearing wooden shoes rushed out from the main hall of the Monks' Pavilion, holding a booklet and a brush in her hands, and ran to Yang Yu with an anxious look on her face.
"Brother Yang Yu, I am Xiaolu from the Monk's Pavilion, responsible for recording the files of the disciples. Now Brother Yang Yu has become the sect master's registered disciple and a core disciple of the sect. Brother Yang Yu, please leave your name in this booklet."
Xiaolu handed the booklet in her hand to Yang Yu very respectfully.
If Luomei and Wubai were still here, they would find out that the female disciple in front of them who called herself Xiaolu was actually the only virgin among the female disciples who came to Sikong Xue's mansion on the island that day and wanted to serve her in bed.
Yang Yu took the book of writing brush and ink, and Xiaolu also very respectfully took out the inkstone from her arms, held it in her palm, bent down and knelt, so that Yang Yu only needed to raise his hand slightly to dip it in ink.
"No need to be so respectful."
Yang Yu said casually.
Xiao Lu was too shy to look up at Yang Yu. She just held up the inkstone in her hand and whispered softly, "Brother Yang Yu, please write your name in the book. Only then can Xiao Lu record Yang Yu in the sect's roster."
"alright."
Yang Yu opened the booklet, which was filled with names written one after another, along with information about their places of origin. The paper and ink were made of special paper, and with a little preservation, they could be preserved for the same length of time as the jade slips.
Yang Yu wrote his name on it and also wrote down his hometown.
Yang Yu, Yumen Kingdom, Qingfeng Mountain Range.
The path of cultivating immortals for a cultivator is fraught with difficulties, and premature death is common. The cultivator also has family members left behind in their hometowns. At this time, the place of origin recorded in the book will be the only place left for the cultivator to return to after his death. The sect will be responsible for sending all of the cultivator's belongings back to his family in his hometown.
Xiaolu took back the booklet, pen and ink, looked at the name written by Yang Yu on it, with a slight smile on her lips, bowed to Yang Yu, and ran back to the monk's pavilion happily.
The disciples nearby who had come to their senses realized at this time that Yang Yu had already become a disciple of the sect, and a core disciple, a registered disciple of Fairy Haoyue. He had instantly made the leap from a disciple of a third-level sect in a remote place to a disciple of Liuli Sect, and even had a relationship with Fairy Haoyue.
Even though there was a look of unconvinced in his eyes just now, and he wanted to compete with Yang Yu, he put away the arrogance in his eyes at this moment.
"It's really a poor boy who suddenly became a rich young master."
"Don't say anything. I'm so envious. When can I become a disciple of Fairy Haoyue? Even if it's just a nominal disciple, I will have no worries about food and clothing in the sect and can do whatever I want."
Some people looked envious.
"It's just shit luck. If I had the chance, I could have succeeded."
"You are the real toad, wanting to eat swan meat. He is extremely talented and became a monk in the early stage of training at the age of 20. What were you doing when you were 20? You were playing with that thing under your crotch. Don't even mention that you are still playing with it now at the age of 20. You will die on a woman's belly."
"If you die, you die. It's no big deal if you were dissolute in life and romantic in death."
Some people are jealous.
The sect disciples had different thoughts. Although they had already started doing their own things, they were still whispering to each other as they came and went.
He Qian, who had just mixed into the crowd, had not left yet. He was blankly thinking about what Fairy Haoyue had just said and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately.
Yang Yu was indeed a true genius with extraordinary talents. He had been taken back as a registered disciple by Fairy Haoyue. In this case, the church could not do anything to Yang Yu. Handing the treasure map to Yang Yu was indeed the right choice.
He Qian concealed one thing in the conversation just now, that is, he was very clear about the value of this treasure map. There was a major secret hidden in it. Even if the treasure map was given to the number one disciple, there was a possibility that the number one disciple would die outside the sect.
He Qian felt that it would be too much of a loss to hand it over to those elders of the sect who were like mysterious dragons and elusive. Those elders were all old foxes and old monsters. Although they could not see the value of the treasure map at the first time, they knew very well how to squeeze out its value. They would send He Qian away with just an ordinary opportunity.
There was no way Sikong Xue would accept He Qian's things, so the best option was to give them to Yang Yu, who had a promising future.
Making friends with a powerful person of the future will give you one or even several opportunities to save your life in the future.
"Sister Xue, where is the first seat? I want to deal with that enemy quickly."
Yang Yu could feel the vibration of the Bloodthirsty List in his sea of consciousness becoming increasingly stronger.
"He's already here."
Sikong Xue pointed lightly to the sky.
A rainbow light came rushing over and landed silently on the platform.
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The man in white is handsome and has picturesque features.
The fall of the man in white caused an uproar among the surrounding disciples.
"The first seat is here..."
"Wow, didn't the Lord Sect Leader just say that the First Seat should listen to Yang Yu these days?"
"Well...it seems to be the case."
"What level of cultivation is Yang Yucai? He's in the initial stage of Pei Yuan, right? He can actually get the No. 1 seat to work for him? Oh my God, the world is changing."
The disciples were talking about it, and those who were about to leave stopped and stood aside to watch the excitement again.
And the man in white also moved.
"Hello, Junior Brother Yang Yu, welcome to join the Liuli Sect. My name is Wu Shao, and I am the first of the thirteen seats of disciples in the Liuli Sect. If you have any problems in the future, please feel free to come to me. I will definitely help you solve the problem within my ability."
Wu Shao smiled cheerfully and stretched out his right hand.
Yang Yu shook hands with him, and through his palms he could actually feel the vast ocean-like spiritual power in the other person's body.
But this was not a deliberate demonstration by the opponent, but the power in the opponent's body was so powerful that it was difficult to completely suppress it even if it was hidden.
This man is really extraordinary.
Worthy of being the first seat.
The cultivation level should be... the perfection of Longmen realm?
Yang Yu guessed in his heart, with a smile on his face, he said calmly, "Senior Brother Wu Shao, you are too polite. I am just a beginner. I hope you can take care of me in the future."
"Haha, don't say too much, if you say more it will become too polite."
Wu Shao laughed loudly. Compared with his handsome appearance, Wu Shao's personality was rather rough and cheerful.
"Junior brother, you should develop well in the sect. You have just entered the sect and you have become Fairy Haoyue's registered disciple. With time, you will definitely become a direct disciple like Junior Sister Sikong. By then, you will definitely have a seat among the thirteen disciples."
"Then I would like to thank you, Brother."
Yang Yu smiled slightly.
Wu Shao's smile faded, and he said seriously, "Well, Junior Brother, let's stop here. I heard Fairy Haoyue's order and immediately rushed here. I don't know what Yang Yu needs to do in the next period of time. I will definitely support him with all my strength and help him achieve his goal."
"Brother, you are too polite. Actually, I don't need you to run around to do anything specific. I just need you to help me find someone to kill him. His name is Lei Shi, and he is a casual cultivator. His cultivation is in the late Pei Yuan stage. He will definitely appear by my side within these two days. When the time comes, there is no need to say anything. Just kill him directly."
Yang Yu's tone was firm.
"Okay, it's a simple matter, I will definitely complete it perfectly."
Wu Shao smiled easily, not at all unhappy about being ordered around by a junior who was several realms below him. Instead, he was somewhat happy. His tone and gesture were slightly lower than Yang Yu's. He patted Yang Yu's shoulder again and said,
"Junior brother, you have to make good use of these few days. If you really want to hire a thug like me, it will cost a lot of money. Now that I am a free thug, shouldn't you squeeze me more and do more things? There will be fewer opportunities in the future."
"That's enough. If there is something I really need to trouble you with, I will definitely tell you, but this is the only thing right now."
Yang Yu was also somewhat moved by Wu Shao's relaxed and cheerful attitude and laughed heartily.
"Well, Lei Shi, right? I will mobilize the resources of thirteen disciples to look for him now. Although he is just a casual cultivator, his cultivation is already in the late Pei Yuan period. No matter where he is, he should be well-known. The result will come out soon."
Wu Shao pondered for a few seconds and gave out the task on the spot. Among the disciples coming and going, those who belonged to the first force immediately began to carry out his task. Even those who did not belong to the first force were eager to try and were ready to find the independent cultivator named Lei Shi.
Every task carried out under the name of Thirteen Disciples has a very generous reward.
The people in the Monks' Pavilion also turned Wu Shao's mission into an order, and gorgeous fonts appeared in the sky of Liuli Sect.
"The first Wu Shao of the Thirteen Disciples has issued a mission to find the whereabouts of the wandering cultivator Lei Shi. The reward is ten yellow-grade pills for reaching the late Pei Yuan stage."
The disciples in other parts of the sect who were looking up at the sky were shocked.
"Ten yellow-grade pills! This is a big deal. Although the other party's cultivation is at the late Peiyuan stage, the mission only requires finding his whereabouts. It is not necessary to kill or capture the late Peiyuan stage cultivator. As long as we find him, we can get these ten yellow-grade ammunition. It is an easy deal."
"Hurry, hurry, give the order, and find this person before anyone else does."
……
All the disciples in the sect became excited at once. Ten yellow-grade pills were a lot of medicine. Even for a cultivator in the Peiyuan period, they were very important. Every time they accumulated a fortune, they would have a greater sense of security when fighting for life and death with others.
Yang Yu looked at the words in the sky, squinting his eyes in thought.