Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 188: The Chief of the Peak wants to accept a disciple

At these words, silence fell in the hall.

No family would complain about having too many Genius Disciples.

Immortal Master Yanyang frowned slightly.

Although Purple Firmament Peak was the main peak of the Pill Vein, to directly ask for someone so “overbearingly” was a bit…

Elder Qingmu seemed to see through everyone’s thoughts, smiled faintly, and continued:

“This isn’t my intention; it’s the intention of the Peak Master.”

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the hall instantly changed.

Immortal Master Yanyang’s expression clearly froze.

The Peak Master wanted him.

Could it be that Immortal Venerable Yuheng already knew about this Dual-Pupil?

Immortal Venerable Yuheng, the Peak Master of the Pill Vein, had presided over the Pill Vein of Lingxu Heavenly Palace for tens of thousands of years.

Her cultivation was unfathomable, and her attainments in the Dao of Pills were immensely profound.

Not to mention in the Lingxu Immortal Domain, even within the entire Human Race, she was a rare grandmaster of the Dao of Pills.

How many Prodigies wished to become her Disciple but could not?

For a long time, she only accepted Peerless Prodigies as Disciples; she didn’t even look at those with excellent Aptitude, often taking Disciples based on fate.

Up to now, Immortal Venerable Yuheng had accepted over a hundred Named Disciples, but only thirty-five Personal Disciples, and she hadn’t taken a Disciple for several millennia.

Could it be that the Peak Master was about to accept her thirty-sixth Disciple?

If so, it would undoubtedly cause a huge stir throughout the entire Pill Vein.

One must know that the Pill Vein had accepted many Prodigy Disciples over the years.

These individuals not only had considerably high cultivation but also began learning the Dao of Pills from a young age, surpassing countless peers.

And now, a newly inducted Disciple, worthy of the Peak Master’s Dharma Eye, would surely cause a sensation.

“Cough, cough, this is the Peak Master’s intention. I am merely relaying it. It’s best we don’t speculate.”

Elder Qingmu smiled faintly, but the pride deep in his eyes was evident.

Immortal Master Yanyang nodded, feeling stifled.

They dared not question the Peak Master’s intention in the slightest.

The Pill Vein’s ability to become a main vein in Lingxu Heavenly Palace and even compete for a top-three ranking was fundamentally reliant on the Peak Master’s ability.

Many Eighth-Turn Immortal Pills could only be refined by the Peak Master, and numerous forces and races from other Immortal Domains would come to request them.

“To be valued by the Peak Master, that truly is this boy’s fortune.”

After a brief silence and exchange of glances, Fairy Bibo said softly.

The other Peak Masters and Elders also expressed their agreement.

Han Xuanji, however, sighed slightly, as if he had inexplicably caught the eye of a great figure.

He didn’t feel happy.

After all, his original plan was just to lie low.

A True Disciple in the vast Lingxu Heavenly Palace wouldn’t attract much attention, but if he were valued by the Peak Master, he would certainly draw attention.

And some of the Disciples behind him looked at Han Xuanji’s back with envy.

Why did others have such good fortune?

Although it wasn’t said that he would be taken as a Disciple, he would definitely receive special care in the future, and his treatment wouldn’t be bad.

Elder Qingmu’s gaze fell on Han Xuanji again, and he noticed that Han Xuanji’s expression hadn’t changed.

Unmoved by favor or disgrace, good.

However, it was also possible that he had anticipated it?

If so, that made him even more extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Elder Qingmu found him more and more pleasing to the eye, and said gently:

“Xuanji, from today onwards, you are a Disciple of my Purple Firmament Peak. I hope you will focus on the Dao of Pills and not betray your innate talent.”

Han Xuanji calmly bowed:

“Disciple respectfully obeys Elder’s teachings.”

Actually, he was startled, and then after thinking carefully, it was just a mention, and it didn’t say he would be taken as a Disciple.

For a moment, Han Xuanji didn’t know whether to be happy or disappointed.

The dispute over Han Xuanji’s placement was settled.

Afterward, Han Xuanji left the grand hall.

When some Disciples saw Han Xuanji walk out, countless gazes instantly focused on him.

Envy, curiosity, and even a hint of unconcealed jealousy…

various emotions intertwined in the air.

“Another Disciple with excellent Aptitude. I wonder whose tutelage he will enter.”

“Being listed as a True Disciple means much better treatment than a formal Disciple.”

Whispers surged like a tide.

Han Xuanji’s expression remained calm, as if he hadn’t heard, merely following Duty Xuanming as he rose into the air and headed towards the Hall of Transmission.

Purple Firmament Peak, as the main peak of the Pill Vein, its majestic grandeur far surpassed that of the other peaks.

The entire peak body presented a warm, purple jade color.

Clouds and mist swirled around it, and rays of light shimmered.

The rich Spiritual Qi almost solidified, forming wisps of spiritual mist drifting among the mountains.

Exotic flowers and rare herbs covered the cliffs, precious Spirit Beasts nested in the forests, and there were countless pavilions, towers, Tanbo, and medicine gardens interspersed within, a scene of immortal grandeur.

Duty Xuanming led Han Xuanji to the Hall of Transmission.

There were quite a few Disciples coming and going inside, and behind the central counter was a middle-aged Cultivator.

“Newcomers come here to choose Immortal Caves. Non-True Disciples can only choose outer areas, no matter how many Immortal Spirit Stones they give. Formal Disciples get a 50% discount.”

It wasn’t just Han Xuanji who had just joined today.

Han Xuanji also saw some Cultivators with bewildered expressions arriving, presumably also hesitating and thinking about the location of their Immortal Caves.

If they could be close to the main peak’s Dao field, that would naturally be the best.

Han Xuanji, being a newcomer, was easily spotted by those with keen eyes, but he didn’t attract much attention.

The middle-aged Cultivator held a Jade Slip, immersed in it, and sensing Han Xuanji’s arrival, didn’t even lift his head.

“The lowest is ten Immortal Spirit Stones a month. Newcomers get the first ten years free. Choose for yourselves.”

The rent was quite high.

Coming to the Upper Realm, the cost of living had completely changed.

“Cough, cough, Senior Brother Daoyang, this is Junior Brother Han, the new True Disciple. You mustn’t neglect him.”

Proctor lightly coughed, clarifying Han Xuanji’s identity.

Hearing this.

The “Senior Brother Daoyang,” who had been immersed in the Jade Slip, shivered all over, almost dropping the Jade Slip he was holding.

He suddenly looked up, the laziness on his face instantly vanishing without a trace, replaced by surprise and a hint of panic.

“Oh dear! Junior Brother Xuanming, you… why didn’t you say so earlier!”

Senior Brother Daoyang abruptly stood up, his face breaking into an exceedingly enthusiastic smile, a smile that even carried a hint of fawning, completely different from his previous cold, unlifting demeanor.

When his gaze touched the jade plaque on Han Xuanji’s waist, which symbolized his True Disciple status, his pupils constricted slightly, and he quickly said:

“This Junior Brother… I was neglectful just now! Truly a sin, a sin!”

He mustn’t leave a bad impression on this True Disciple.

These were all future great figures.

This scene also made the other Disciples nearby witness the rapid shift in the reception Senior Brother’s attitude from arrogant to deferential, all revealing looks as if they had seen a ghost.

They all speculated about the background of this newly arrived young man, who could make this Senior Brother Daoyang, who managed Immortal Cave assignments and usually had quite an air about him, lose his composure like this?

Han Xuanji’s expression remained calm, merely nodding slightly:

“Senior Brother Daoyang, you exaggerate. I am new here; just follow the rules.”

“Rules are dead, people are alive!”

Senior Brother Daoyang waved his hands repeatedly, his smile growing wider,

“Junior Brother Han is a True Disciple; how can he be treated like ordinary Disciples?”

As he spoke, he subtly glared at the curious new Disciples peeking around, and an invisible pressure made them quickly lower their heads, not daring to look further.

At the same time, his gaze quickly swept over Duty Xuanming, carrying inquiry and a hint of imperceptible fawning.

Duty Xuanming took in Daoyang’s reaction, understanding.

He lightly coughed, seemingly casually stepping half a step forward, closer to Daoyang, and in a low voice, with a hint of mystery that only the two of them could hear, he said:

“Senior Brother Daoyang, this Junior Brother Han has ‘excellent’ Aptitude, possessing extremely rare talent, and he is valued by someone above. You must arrange a good place for him and definitely not neglect him.”

He hinted at it without being too clear, but Daoyang suddenly thought of something.

Someone had previously asked him to make arrangements, saying that a descendant of a great figure would be arriving, and he should pay close attention.

It seemed to be Junior Brother Han before him.