27 To the Pleasant Surprise of Everyone! (1/2)

The Sect Leader Obviously didn’t do it on purpose. While others were busy with the Immortal Gathering, he was tied up with something else. Even now, his true body still hasn’t returned to the Spirit Sword Sect. He thought that with his Junior Martial Brothers and Sisters, as well as his avatar, observing, dealing with any situation wouldn’t be a problem. Yet, because of that moment of negligence, it almost led to a disaster!

If he indeed recruited the wrong person and passed on Wang Lu, it would truly be a regrettable decision.

Although the results were always fuzzy every time he performed the Stars Diffraction Technique and the importance of the so-called the Chosen One also fell with it after twelve years. But without a doubt, the passing of the Halley Comet would usher in a golden age in the Immortal Cultivation World. During these twelve years, rare talents continued to emerge one after the other. Even Spirit Sword Sect alone had found and accepted two or three of them, but this Wang Lu...

“Junior Martial Sister, how certain are you of this thing?”

“Damn, do you have the same short memory as a goldfish? You already asked this question many times before, didn’t you remember the answer? Of course, I am one hundred percent certain! I am always one hundred percent certain!”

The Sect Leader sighed. He knew that it was impossible for his Junior Martial to have a hundred percent certainty. She was never that reliable in the first place. But then again, Wang Lu’s qualification was indeed surprisingly unprecedented, and to consider him as the Chosen One was not that outlandish… He has the legendary Void Spirit Root - which solely from the collection value, was already difficult to measure. Furthermore, the results of the Stars Diffraction Technique...

“Very well, we’ll take him in… In any case, he also got that Firmament Cloud Ancient Coin.”

After this discussion, they returned to the Mystical Cloud Hall, where the other Elders have been impatiently waiting.

As soon as they appeared, Liu Xian asked, “Senior Martial Brother, what should we do now?”

“Let us listen to what he wants to say first.” The Sect Leader was in no hurry to tell the other Elders about his own fault for failing to recognize the right person. “Spirit Sword Sect is the place of rules and customs.”

The other Elders also had, more or less, the same idea. In any case, they didn’t have any problem of accepting Wang Lu as a disciple.

However, nobody was able to guess Wang Lu’s way of thinking.

“What? Will you really let me put forward any request that I want?”

Outside the Mystical Cloud Hall, Wang Lu revealed his much-awaited smile.

“Okay then, I want to be the Sect Leader of the Spirit Sword Sect!”

“…”

After a long silence, a trembling voice came from inside the hall, “Calm… calm down a bit will you, how about you make a more realistic request?”

And then, that familiar female’s voice indignantly said, “You dare to fight over this position with me [1]!”

Wang Lu asked, “Tsk, I suppose asking for an Elder position is also impossible then?”

A voice from inside the hall replied, “Even if we give you a position as one of the Elders, you may not hold it for long. Because in the Spirit Sword Sect, the Elder’s position is not for life. It is entirely possible for you to be dismissed.”

That familiar female’s voice cursed, “Shxt.”

Wang Lu continued to haggle, “Then, I want a top rank Immortal tool.”

“Okay, you just need to wait for someone from the Immortal World to come down and refine it, and then we will give it to you. Our initial estimate is that you need to wait for five thousand years.”

“... You won’t let me have that, and I can’t have this, do you guys have any sincerity at all?”

An angry Elder’s voice came from inside the hall, “Who the hell is not sincere here? All of your requests so far are like asking for the moon! If you make any more unreasonable demands, we will cancel your qualification to make a demand!”

“Fine, I’ll just take the next best thing then… Make me a Successor Disciple.”

All the Elders immediately sucked in a mouthful of cold air.

Successor Disciple!

In truth, this request was several times more reasonable than all the previous requests, but… it was still a bit difficult.

Because the quota for the Successor Disciples in the Spirit Sword Sect was very limited. Its status was entirely different than any run of the mill sects. In the Spirit Sword Sect, a Successor Disciple has a completely literal meaning; a successor to their Master, the Elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall. They would be the successor of their Master’s position and duty within the sect. Moreover, only when the Elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall were ready to pass on their position would they begin to choose their Successor Disciples. Among many of the strict requirements was… each of the Elders could only have a maximum of two Successor Disciples.

If they were too many, their Master would find it difficult to properly take care of them, and the value of a Successor Disciple would be diminished. In fact, in the entire history of the Spirit Sword Sect, most of the Elders only setup one Successor Disciple in their entire life. And now, the Elders of the Heavenly Sword Hall also did not intend to break this rule.

And most of them already have their own Successor Disciple, so the quota was grossly inadequate. It was clear to them that Wang Lu could only be a mascot; nobody wanted to accept him as a Successor Disciple.

Therefore, each of the Elders looked at each other in silence, secretly waiting for the “spirit of sacrifice” of others to appear.

Sitting at the honorable seat, the Daoist Master Feng Yin was “moved” by this display of “unselfish spirit of sacrifice” from his Junior Martial Brothers and Sisters and covered his face with his hand.

“Junior Martial Brother Liu Xian, I remember you said that you want to appoint Wang Lu as your Successor Disciple?”