Chapter 2

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Martial Uncle Su Xing, the Sect Master asked me to inform you that the disciple acceptance ceremony is about to begin.”

“Disciple acceptance ceremony?”

A disciple of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect ran to the sunset peak and said to Su Xing.

Su Xing could not help but raise his eyebrows. It seemed that his master, who liked to travel around the world, had also mentioned this matter.

There were too few people on Sunset Peak. There were only a few of them but they occupied the resources of one of the nine peaks.

This was indeed too unfair.

Back then, his beautiful master had told him before she traveled around the world.

She wanted him to choose a disciple to bring back to the sunset peak during today’s disciple acceptance ceremony.

After all, there were too few people on Sunset Peak. If this continued, the sect master might merge the Sunset Peak with other peaks.

Moreover, his beautiful master had reminded him that if she had not returned by then, she would ask Su Xing to go to the disciple acceptance ceremony.

She would ask Su Xing to do it for him.

“Take in a disciple?”

“I wonder where my master is now after leaving for so long.”

Su Xing scratched his head, feeling a little helpless in his heart.

This beautiful master came and went as she pleased. She was so carefree and did not even greet him.

“Understood.”

Su Xing said to the disciple who came to report to the Sunset Peak.

“In that case, Martial Uncle Su Xing, shall we leave?”

“Yeah, since that’s the case, let’s set off.”

Su Xing closed his mouth and returned to the small wooden house. He picked up his long sword and walked down the mountain step by step.

The disciple who had come to deliver the news saw this scene.

He wanted to say something, but he hesitated for a long time. In the end, he did not say anything.

After Su Xing had walked far away, the disciple muttered to himself.

“Martial Uncle Su Xing, if we really walk down the mountain at this speed and go to the disciple acceptance ceremony, it’ll be long over once we arrive…”

That disciple sighed helplessly. He was only a messenger, so it was better not to care so much.

Following that, that disciple pulled out the sword at his waist and directly flew in the air, heading towards the Nine Peaks Square where the disciple acceptance ceremony was held.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

Finally, it was noon.

The disciple acceptance ceremony of the mysterious Heavenly Sword sect had officially begun.

Su Xing picked up a piece of foxtail grass from the ground and put it between his lips.

‘Didn’t you guys like to hide your Cultivation Base and pretend to be weak?’

‘Didn’t you guys think that keeping a low profile is a good thing?’

When Su Xing transmigrated to this Xianxia world ten years ago, he was an ordinary person. Now that ten years had passed, the strength he displayed in front of everyone was still of an ordinary person.

He had no Spiritual Qi and no talent.

….

Mysterious Heavenly Sword sect.

In the Nine Peaks Square.

“Today is the day of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect’s disciple acceptance ceremony.”

“Everyone, as long as you have a diligent and studious heart, possess the talent of the people of your country, or have the determination to forge ahead on the path of longevity, you will all be able to join our Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect.”

“All of you have been through the various tests of the sect a few days ago and have been selected after various levels of tests.

“Your character, your talent, and your aptitude can all be considered to be dragons and phoenixes among the younger generation of the Eastern Wastelands.”

“In that case, in today’s Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect’s disciple acceptance ceremony, the Peak Masters of the nine great peaks will all find the most suitable peak according to your aptitude.”

At this moment, on the stage of the Nine Peaks Square.

Behind it was the majestic waterfall of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword sect. At this moment, a dignified middle-aged man had his hands behind his back.

He was just standing there.

An endless aura was slowly being released from his entire body.

His sword-like eyebrows were raised, and his entire body was filled with an imposing aura that came without anger.

The disciples below the stage did not dare to look directly at this middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was the current Sect Master of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword sect.

Zhuang Changhe.

The Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect was one of the top ten sects in the Eastern Wastelands, but Zhuang Changhe’s strength was a little awkward.

Like those who existed before the special examination of the top ten sects, Zhuang Changhe could not compare with them at all.

After all, the Sect Masters were all at least in the Soul Formation Realm.

The old demons behind were at least in the Mastery Realm.

Although the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect did not show 100% of its strength to the world, who could say for sure that the other factions in the Eastern Wastelands did not hide their strength?

Although the Mysterious Heavenly Sword sect had many trump cards, the Mysterious Heavenly Sword sect definitely could not expose them so easily.

This was the Xianxia world. The strong were everywhere, and the strong preyed on the weak.

This was the rule here.

It was like a dark forest. If the other party knew your trump card, then you would not be far from death.

Strength.

This was the most important thing.

The Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect understood this principle, and so did Su Xing.

Zhuang Changhe said nothing. He just slowly took a step forward and looked at everyone in the Nine Peaks Square below the stage.

They were the new generation of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword sect.

Were these kids going to take on the next big thing in the Mysterious Sky Sword Sect?

Zhuang Changhe nodded.

Indeed, compared to the batch of disciples from last year’s disciple acceptance ceremony, their overall strength was a little better.

“Peak Masters, are you ready?”

Eight people stood behind Zhuang Changhe.

They were all the peak masters of the Mysteriously Heaven Sword Sect’s nine peaks.

If the people on the Nine Peaks Square observed, they would find that there was an empty seat beside the eight people.

“Sect Master, we are all ready, but…”

One of the Peak Masters who spoke hesitated and looked at the empty seat beside him.

“It seems that Junior Sister Ling’er hasn’t arrived yet.”

Zhuang Changhe shook his head and said.

“Junior Sister Ling’er has been out for several years now, and there are no signs of her returning. Thus, please allow the first disciple of Sunset Peak, Su Xing, to come to the disciple acceptance ceremony this time.”

“Ahh… could it be that Su Xing, the only disciple of Sunset Peak who is unable to cultivate?”

“Sect Master, I’m afraid that’s not very appropriate, right?”

Zhuang Changhe raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at these peak masters.

Was it appropriate for Su Xing to take in disciples on behalf of his master?

Of course, it was appropriate!

If it was Ling’er who came to the disciple acceptance ceremony, she would probably cause a huge ruckus during the ceremony.

However, now that Su Xing was here to take in disciples on behalf of the Sunset Peak, how could a young kid like Su Xing dare to snatch disciples from the Peak Masters.

Zhuang Changhe said calmly.

“If you guys don’t think it’s appropriate, then the disciple acceptance ceremony today will be canceled. We’ll hold it again when Junior Sister Ling’er Returns?”

When the group of Peak Masters heard Zhuang Changhe’s words, they immediately became anxious.

“Sect Master, that won’t do! The disciple acceptance ceremony represents the reputation of our Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect. If it’s held another day, wouldn’t it mean that the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect has broken our promise?”

“If it’s up to me, Sect Master, I think this disciple acceptance ceremony must be held immediately.”

“Since Junior Sister Ling’Er is traveling now, she definitely won’t be willing to come back to do these trivial things.”

“That kid, Su Xing, is very smart. With him here, it’s the same as Junior Sister Ling’er being around.”

Zhuang Changhe was able to become the Sect Master, so he naturally understood what these Peak Masters in front of him were planning.

“If that’s the case, why hasn’t Martial Nephew Su Xing Come Yet?”

Zhuang Changhe frowned slightly as he looked at the empty seat.

At this moment, a commotion could be heard from the side of the Nine Peaks Square.

“Damn, how is this person so handsome?”

“What’s his name? Hurry, I’m waiting!”

“Is this the Senior Brother of the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect? He’s too handsome. He’s just like a celestial being, and his temperament is extraordinary!”

“Senior Brother? This is Martial Uncle Su Xing!”

“Indeed, if Martial Uncle Su Xing wore a white robe, he would definitely look like a celestial being!”

Su Xing slowly walked towards the stage. The crowd took the initiative to make a wide path for him.

Su Xing’s gaze was indifferent as he slightly bowed towards the stage.

“Sunset Peak disciple, Su Xing, greets the Sect Master and all the Peak Masters.”