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Zuo Dao followed Tai Shu Yun to the Steward Hall. Along the way, Tai Shu Yun shared some information about Spirit Sword Mountain, discussing matters such as contribution points, attendance rates, and cultivation resources. Zuo Dao was indifferent to these details.
To him, Spirit Sword Mountain was merely a temporary stop. Once he gathered his group, he would move on to the next target. Thus, he paid little attention to what Tai Shu Yun was saying; it all went in one ear and out the other.
Today happened to be the Lu Family's turn to serve at the Steward Hall. The Lu Family felt quite helpless; their contribution points were insufficient, yet they had their eyes set on a sword technique from the Sword Pavilion. They had no choice but to take on tasks at the Steward Hall.
The system at Spirit Sword Mountain was remarkably efficient; whatever one wanted could be obtained solely through personal effort. The Second Generation Heirs and Profligate Disciples at Spirit Sword Mountain were as rare as treasures, hard to come by even in a millennium.
The reporting process was simple: just leave a name, sign it, and provide a fingerprint. Zuo Dao found it strange that entering Spirit Sword Mountain could be so trivial.
If it weren't for seeing Tai Shu Yun standing behind Zuo Dao, the Lu Family would have wanted to spit in his face. How could he think this was too easy? He didn’t even consider who he was entering with—the unique "Demon Princess" of Spirit Sword Mountain and the Earth Altar Star Domain.
Zuo Dao noticed the odd expression on the Lu Family's face and felt a surge of concern.
"Senior Brother Lu, is something wrong? Why does your face look so pale?" Although he possessed a Divine Body, he wasn't omniscient and couldn't guess what Sky and Land were thinking at that moment.
Tai Shu Yun nearly burst out laughing from behind. She knew exactly why Zuo Dao found the reporting process so simple—it was all because of her influence over the Lu Family. Yet this boy, who had been lured from the mountains, was completely oblivious to the situation. She couldn't help but tease him.
"Senior Brother Lu is troubled by some issues in swordsmanship, which is why he looks like this."
"Issues in swordsmanship?" Zuo Dao scrutinized Senior Brother Lu from head to toe. He hadn't paid much attention to this disciple of Spirit Sword Mountain since entering, but now he noticed something amiss.
The man before him, named Lu Family, was clearly an earth-element cultivator yet practiced Fire Attribute Sword Technique—wasn't that absurd? Continuing down this path could lead to disaster.
"Senior Brother Lu, may I ask what sword technique you are practicing?" Zuo Dao had little concept of most sword techniques; he only distinguished them by attributes—a clear difference between experts and amateurs.
"The Blazing Fire Sword Technique." There was nothing to hide, so Senior Brother Lu answered readily. He also wanted to gauge the depth of this junior brother who had reported for Pharmacy.
"Indeed, you are practicing the Fire Attribute Sword Technique. No wonder. What does a Soil Attribute Cultivator like you want with the Fire Attribute Sword Technique? Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Lu Family felt frustrated upon hearing this. He thought to himself, as if I wanted to learn it. Who told me my contribution points were just enough to buy this Blazing Fire Sword Technique? I had planned to earn more contribution points recently and exchange them for a Soil Attribute sword technique, but before I could do that, I was looked down upon by a new junior brother.
"Ahem." Not knowing how to respond, Lu Family could only clear his throat a few times, while Tai Shu Yun stepped forward.
"Everything in Spirit Sword Mountain is based on contribution points. Senior Brother Lu, you probably chose this sword technique because you didn't have enough contribution points at the time; many disciples are in the same situation."
"Doesn't your leader care?" Zuo Dao found it hard to believe. He thought Zuo Wang Peak was peculiar, but he didn't expect to encounter something even stranger here.
"Leader? You mean our Sword Master?" Lu Family felt that this junior brother had quite a rebellious air about him!
"Yes, is that how your Sword Master educates disciples? What's the difference between that and using a Dull Knife to Slaughter Pigs?"
"Dull Knife to Slaughter Pigs!" Both Lu Family and Tai Shu Yun were stunned by this analogy; it was their first time hearing such a comparison. While it was vivid, wasn't it just another way of calling them pigs?
"Exactly, Dull Knife to Slaughter Pigs. In any case, it's all going to end in death eventually, but this is too torturous for the pigs—oh, I mean people." Zuo Dao showed no sign of realization and continued speaking loudly. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his waist.
"Zuo Dao, are you looking for death? How dare you call me a pig!" Tai Shu Yun could no longer hold back and unleashed her ultimate technique, Two-Finger Zen.
"Ouch! Let go of me, you crazy woman!" Zuo Dao couldn't bear the pain; ever since he experienced a large-scale Teleportation event, his physical body had noticeably weakened. Now even a girl could hurt him.
"Yun, you really haven't changed at all!" At that moment, a magnetic male voice came from the entrance of the main hall. Zuo Dao turned around and felt as if a sharp sword was approaching him.
It was a young Sword Cultivator in his twenties. He looked decent enough, and combined with that voice, he was definitely a heartthrob. Zuo Dao couldn't help but feel annoyed about his own age; why couldn't he grow up a bit more? Suddenly being compared unfavorably made him feel inadequate.
"May I ask who you are..." Zuo Dao began to ask for the young man's name but was interrupted again.
“Shijin Nian”
“How many years dead?” Zuo Dao sighed in frustration. Why was it so complicated just to ask for a name? It was as if this living person had been dead for several years.
“Shijin Nian.” At this moment, Shijin Nian felt like slapping the guy in front of him. He had already told him, yet he still asked. He couldn't help but emphasize his tone.
Only Tai Shu Yun seemed to understand what Zuo Dao meant and struggled to suppress her laughter.
“This is Senior Brother Shijin Nian, the one who picks flowers, not someone who has been dead for several years.” Finally, she couldn't hold back her giggles, and what a sight it was.
Upon hearing this, Zuo Dao realized he had misunderstood. Shan Shan smiled and patted his head. Meanwhile, Shijin Nian felt a twitch at the corner of his eye; it seemed this guy thought he had been dead for several years. He couldn't help but smile wryly; after all, his name was indeed like that.
“Alright, Junior Sister Yun, stop laughing. The Grand Elder sent me here to re-register this junior brother.”
“Wait, my grandfather called you here? Are you sure he doesn’t have any schemes?” Upon hearing that it was her grandfather who summoned Shijin Nian, Tai Shu Yun narrowed her eyes into a dangerously sharp arc.
“Of course not.” Seeing the expression on his junior sister's face, Shijin Nian felt a chill run down his spine and immediately turned to Zuo Dao.
“Junior Brother Zuo Dao, from now on you are a disciple of Pharmacy.”
This didn’t sit well with Tai Shu Yun.
“He’s already registered with Pharmacy, why does he need to register again? Shijin Nian, do you dare say there’s no scheme?” Her voice rose an octave, nearly stunning Zuo Dao into silence.
“Weak, weaker, even weaker.” Zuo Dao realized he was becoming increasingly susceptible to injury. Could this be “Transmigration Syndrome”?
“Junior Sister, you’ve misunderstood. Junior Brother Zuo is now recognized as a core disciple of Pharmacy, with treatment equivalent to that of the four Elders.” Zuo Dao didn’t react much to this. However, both Tai Shu Yun and the Lu Family exclaimed in unison.
"What?" The Lu Family felt as if they had misheard, while Tai Shu Yun became even more convinced that there was a conspiracy at play.
"Shijin Nian, let me tell you, Zuo Dao is my person." The threat from Red Fruit left Shijin Nian at a loss for how to express his current feelings.
He didn't believe it either, but the Elder had clearly instructed him so.
"Who is your person? Junior Sister Yun." Another grim voice echoed in the hall. Zuo Dao didn't mind; after all, this was someone else's territory, and comings and goings were normal. He stood calmly to the side. If there was an issue, it would be Tai Shu Yun's; if not, he would return home.
"Who are these idle people? Lu Family, you are too bold. You let someone who is not a disciple of our mountain enter the Steward Hall?"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Dao felt amused. Oh, someone has come looking for trouble. He turned his gaze toward the entrance of the hall.
At this moment, the Lu Family felt like crying without tears. Wasn't it just to earn a few more contribution points? Why was today so unlucky? But he still had to respond.
"Senior Brother Miao Qiaofeng, Zuo Dao is here on behalf of Senior Sister Tai Shu Yun. He is now a disciple of Pharmacy. Moreover, Senior Brother Shijin Nian has brought the Elder's decree; Zuo Dao has officially become a core disciple of Pharmacy and enjoys the same treatment as an Elder."
"You, what virtue or ability do you have to dare stand on equal footing with the Elders?" Miao Qiaofeng was seething with anger. Just moments ago, his father had returned to tell him that the junior sister he had always liked had brought a man back to the mountain. From Sword Master's tone, it seemed that this guy had an unusual relationship with her, and now he was in the Steward Hall reporting his identity.
He rushed over in a fit of rage only to hear his junior sister say, "Zuo Dao is my person," which ignited his jealousy and directed his ire straight at Zuo Dao.
"Sigh, perhaps it's because of my lack of talent that the Elder chose me. Otherwise, why wouldn't they choose you?" Zuo Dao could tell from Miao Qiaofeng's gaze toward Tai Shu Yun where the problem lay. However, every word from Miao Qiaofeng was aimed to hurt; he wasn't a good person.
"Are you implying that my Spirit Sword Mountain's Elders are without virtue or ability?" Although Miao Qiaofeng was burning with jealousy at this moment, he maintained his composure and prepared to lead Zuo Dao down a path of no return; even if he killed him then and there, the Elder wouldn't be able to do anything about it.
"So what if that's what I mean?" Zuo Dao retorted without losing his composure. Tai Shu Yun was about to speak up in urgency when Miao Qiaofeng beat her to it.
"Good, I've been waiting for you to say that. Spirit Sword Mountain does not respect its elders; your cultivation will be abolished and you will be expelled from the mountain. Maliciously harming an elder can result in immediate execution. You have committed two crimes; even if I kill you now, the Elder cannot do anything to me."
Zuo Dao was about to take action when he saw Shijin Nian and Tai Shu Yun already blocking his path.
"You all..."
"What about you?" Zuo Dao pushed past the two in front of him and walked up to Miao Qiaofeng, unafraid of the sword energy emanating from her body, moving slowly forward.
"What if it's mine? What can you do to me? If it weren't for the incompetence of the elders of Spirit Sword Mountain, how could Lu Family's senior brother have fallen to this state? I wonder how many lives will be wasted in the entire Spirit Sword Mountain."
As soon as these words were spoken, the room fell silent in shock.
Tai Shu Yun's heart was racing; Zuo Dao was just a mortal, while Miao Qiaofeng was a Transformation Stage Cultivator, far surpassing his own cultivation level. How could this fool be so reckless?
The Lu Family members looked confused, wondering how this had anything to do with them.
Zuo Dao glanced up and coldly remarked, "What a fine Spirit Sword Mountain!"
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