Chapter 2: Successfully Apprenticed, Goodbye Male Lead

“This old man accepts you as a disciple.”

No sooner had the words left Ye Zhanxiu’s mouth than he was interrupted and stopped by Qi Yuan.

Ye Zhanxiu looked at him. Could it be that Qi Yuan wants to accept this disciple too?

Qi Yuan spoke up to explain, “Senior Brother Ye, this Junior Brother has no intention of robbing you of a disciple. It is simply that this child’s parents once did me a favor. Furthermore, this child possesses a Heavenly Spirit Root, which is also suitable for our Sword Dao Peak.”

He needed to repay that favor.

“Therefore, I hope Senior Brother understands.”

Once Qi Yuan said this, Ye Zhanxiu didn’t persist. Instead, he turned his gaze toward Lin Qingyue.

Being looked at like this, Lin Qingyue was genuinely terrified that Peak Lord Ye would agree to Qi Yuan’s request and send him off to that Sword Dao Peak to cultivate the Heartless Dao.

Want to repay a favor? You didn’t come to repay it when the people were still alive. Now that the child is gone, you show up to play wet nurse? They’ve been dead for years, and only now you remember?

Lin Qingyue cursed Qi Yuan in his heart. Idiot. Hypocritical, bullshit Heartless Sword Cultivator. Want me to go to Sword Dao Peak? Keep dreaming!

One disgusting person isn’t enough? You want a whole pile of them surrounding me to ruin my life, right?

Just as he was about to speak, Ye Zhanxiu asked, “Child, which peak do you wish to join? Whose tutelage do you seek?”

Qi Yuan, who thought the matter was already settled, froze. He hadn’t expected Ye Zhanxiu to give the right of choice to the disciple.

Lin Qingyue’s impression of his new master, Ye Zhanxiu, instantly improved. He had thought Ye might give up on him out of consideration for Qi Yuan and that “favor.”

Although he could have forcibly rejected Qi Yuan’s offer to take him as a disciple at that point, it would have been detrimental to his future situation.

By asking this, Ye Zhanxiu wasn’t just giving him the initiative; he was making it clear that their master-disciple relationship was consensual. What is a Sword Dao cultivator like you budding in for?

Lin Qingyue performed a formal apprenticeship bow toward Ye Zhanxiu. “This disciple greets Shizun.”

After completing the bow, he continued, “Joining Guizang Peak is this disciple’s lifelong wish. Thank you, Shizun.”

Qi Yuan, having been rejected, looked a bit embarrassed. Lin Qingyue’s earlier remarks about only wanting immortality had already displeased him. He had only offered to take him in for the sake of the past favor, yet this kid was so ungrateful and gave him no face at all.

“Hahaha, it seems this child really does want immortality.”

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The Sect Leader laughed heartily, smoothing things over.

Every time disciples were selected, it wasn’t uncommon for Peak Lords to fight over them and refuse to yield. Now that Qi Yuan had lost face, the Sect Leader stepped in to ease the tension.

Seeing the Sect Leader speak up, Lin Qingyue turned his head to look at this so-called “great philanthropist” Qi Yuan who wanted to repay a favor. I have a place to go now. Just watch me disgust him to death.

“Peak Lord Qi, I actually had no idea that you had such a history with my father and mother. It is a pity… they have been gone for many years. If they were still here and saw that you wanted to take Qingyue as a disciple, they would surely be too happy to sleep.”

He acted as if he didn’t see the other party’s expression, his face full of sorrow as he sighed heavily.

Then, as if a thought had just occurred to him, he spoke up with a look of embarrassment and shyness. “Peak Lord Qi, after my parents passed, I was left with no money. Let’s consider the favor repaid in another way.”

Lin Qingyue scratched the back of his head and gave a simple, honest chuckle. “Since you are so concerned about this debt of gratitude, how about… giving me some spirit stones to solve this disciple’s financial crisis?”

These words were spoken with deep sincerity and seemingly out of consideration for Qi Yuan. Anyone with eyes could hear the implication, yet Lin Qingyue’s expression was earnest, his eyes free of any other meaning.

Qi Yuan’s face darkened slightly as he looked at Lin Qingyue. Finally, he took out a storage ring and tossed it to him. “Since you are in Guizang Peak, you are this seat’s Martial Nephew. Consider this a greeting gift.”

It was both a greeting gift and the repayment of the debt.

Lin Qingyue didn’t care what he called it; the things in this storage ring were what he deserved.

“Many thanks, Martial Uncle Qi.”

Ye Zhanxiu maintained his stern face, only now he looked even more serious than before. He said to Qi Yuan, “Junior Brother Qi, the child is still young. There is no need to give such a heavy greeting gift.”

Qi Yuan merely replied indifferently, “Senior Brother Ye, just as the child said, consider this as clearing that debt of gratitude.”

Hearing this, Ye Zhanxiu slowly nodded. “Mn, that is good then.”

Qi Yuan choked on his words again. This Senior Brother Ye was just as inflexible as ever.

An event that was neither big nor small on the Wanjian Sect’s disciple selection day would be remembered by many.

Yun Jinzhou, just as in the novel, joined Sword Dao Peak and became Qi Yuan’s direct disciple.

Watching Qi Yuan ask Yun Jinzhou if he wanted to be his disciple, and seeing Yun Jinzhou’s eyes wide with shock before weeping tears of joy, Lin Qingyue was dumbfounded.

How does he cry just like that? He cries on command?

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Crying from excitement just because of an apprenticeship? Lin Qingyue was greatly shaken.

Looking at the Senior Brothers behind Yun Jinzhou, each one of them was also excited and happy. It was hard to describe the feeling.

Sword Dao Peak cultivates the Heartless Dao. What a “Heartless Sword Path” indeed.

It just so happened that this “Heartless Sword” produced a bunch of love-struck fools and romantics.

The more he looked, the weirder it felt. Lin Qingyue secretly curled his lip. Interesting. Truly interesting.

It was a good thing he transmigrated early. Otherwise, if he had to follow these brain-damaged people every day, sooner or later he would either be disgusted to death or infected and turn into an idiot himself.

Ye Jingxian glanced at the new Junior Brother his master had just accepted, then withdrew his gaze.

Sensing someone looking at him, Lin Qingyue looked back, only to see their Eldest Senior Brother of Guizang Peak standing there, motionless and expressionless.

As expected of the Eldest Senior Brother. He holds no one in his eyes. Truly an expert; he will definitely live a long time.

Lin Qingyue secretly commented in his heart. Standing bored on the other side of his master, he began to recall the contents of the novel.

As the protagonist of the book, the male lead’s luck was excellent. All sorts of heavenly treasures and earthly riches would end up in his pocket.

Since he had transmigrated into the book, if he didn’t find a way to snatch up those treasures before the protagonist got them, this transmigration would be a waste.

As he recalled the details, the expression on Lin Qingyue’s face became stranger and stranger.

Especially since he was looking at Yun Jinzhou and the others while thinking about it. Lin Qingyue really found it hard to describe.

Fck. What kind of bullsht is this? Don’t be so ridiculous.

He actually transmigrated into a Danmei novel. Lin Qingyue truly had no temper left.

Fine, a Danmei novel is a Danmei novel. As long as it doesn’t harm me.

A dignified man, how can he…

These people were really infuriating. With such good conditions, they didn’t cultivate properly but instead messed around with feelings. Is it appropriate for those cultivating the Heartless Sword to be engaging in romance? Huh? I’m asking you, is it appropriate?

The thought that the original host, who shared his name and surname, actually fought with Yun Jinzhou over… a man’s love.

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He wanted to beat someone up right now.

Because the look of disgust on his face was too obvious, he received a pile of angry glares. Lin Qingyue felt it was baffling.

Why stare at me? Are we competing to see whose eyes are bigger? Or is your cross-eyed condition incurable?

Don’t tell me the cultivation world can’t even cure such a minor illness. A bunch of psychos.

“Junior Brother.”

A voice, low and pleasant like trickling spring water, rang out. Lin Qingyue turned his head; it was his ice-faced Eldest Senior Brother.

“You must not curse at people arbitrarily.”

Excuse me? Who cursed?

Lin Qingyue’s head was full of question marks. What does Ye Jingxian mean? I didn’t even open my mouth, how did I curse?

Seeing that his Junior Brother didn’t understand, Ye Jingxian paused for a moment. “On your face.”

Lin Qingyue understood this time.

He was a bit speechless. Does saying a few more words cost money? Or will saying a few more words kill you?

Still cursing internally, Lin Qingyue restrained himself slightly and continued to watch the disciple acceptance ceremony until it ended.

Once the selection was over, all the disciples went to their respective destinations; the places provided for their temporary stay were no longer in use.

Lin Qingyue didn’t have many belongings, so he packed up quickly. A certain Eldest Senior Brother was still waiting for someone.

His movements were crisp and efficient. He turned to leave, but was called out to.

“Senior Brother Lin.”