My Master Knows It All

Cao Zhen no longer paid attention to Xiang Ziyu and began to contact his other disciples again. Soon he discovered that it was not only Xiang Ziyu who could cultivate techniques from another world; his disciples, Wanren Di and Ruo Yun, could also cultivate the techniques of another clan from their respective worlds.

”So, that Land of Inheritance is not entirely wrong, in a way. It can indeed be considered inheritance, but it’s inheritance from another world, and how much one can learn depends on oneself?

But how did that Land of Inheritance manage to allow them to cultivate the techniques of other clans that haven’t gone extinct?”

Cao Zhen fell asleep with these puzzling thoughts. Now, he’s just an ordinary person, and apart from eating, he also needs rest and sleep.

Early the next morning, Cao Zhen was awakened by the sound of knocking on the door.

”Uncle Cao Zhen, hurry! We need to go line up; we’re already late.”

Listening to the voice outside, Cao Zhen quickly washed up, got dressed, and opened the door. He spoke in a low voice, ”Little Yueling, the sky has just brightened, and you come looking for me. Even if we’re to participate in disciple selection, there’s no need to be this early, right?”

Today, the entire city has only one big event, which is the Great Teaching disciple selection.

He knew that Nong Yueling came to find him for this matter.

”Of course it’s necessary,” Little Yueling exclaimed, pointing outside, ”We’re already late, didn’t you know? Last night, many people started lining up.”

”Started lining up last night?” Cao Zhen’s face revealed a look of surprise and confusion, ”After all, everyone can participate in the disciple selection. What difference does it make whether it’s early or late? Why start lining up so early?”

He couldn’t help but think of times in his previous life when, in certain places during lotteries, people lined up much earlier, such as when lotteries started at eight in the morning, but people began lining up in the afternoon the day before.

Adopting a little adult’s demeanor, Nong Yueling said, ”Of course it’s different. It’s said that the disciples chosen by those Great Teachings have a limited number. For instance, in our region, the strongest Indistinct Sect selects only ten disciples. Once they’ve filled their quota, they naturally won’t accept any more.

If we possess cultivation talent and it’s exceptionally good, but the Great Teaching people have already recruited enough disciples, then flew away, what a loss that would be.”

”Alright, you have a point,” Cao Zhen couldn’t find a way to counter and, knowing that the disciple selection methods of this world may differ from his, stopped arguing and was dragged along by Nong Yueling to line up with her family.

Although her parents can’t join a sect, they can stay with their children because many children are too young and must be with their parents. However, when it comes to testing cultivation talent, they won’t be tested.

He didn’t know how many times the Hundred Peaks Sect had recruited disciples, but he hadn’t often participated, whereas his disciples had participated many times. He observed how his disciples recruited through China Cloud.

However, observing through China Cloud and experiencing it personally were entirely different.

Moreover, the identities were different.

One is recruiting disciples, while the other has his fate entirely controlled by others. Just one word or thought from those cultivators recruiting disciples can change a person’s life.

Though they had arrived early, the line was still filled with people ahead of them, and everyone’s gaze was full of anticipation.

The surrounding crowd was engaged in discussion.

”Child, once you’re selected, you can become an immortal in the future!”

”Children, whichever one of you gets chosen, don’t forget to come back to see us and help your brothers and sisters then.”

”Do you know if this year’s selection is strict or not? Twenty years ago, it was extremely strict.

My eldest son possessed cultivation talent; he would have been selected in previous years if it weren’t for twenty years ago when the criteria tightened, and he wasn’t chosen in the end.”

”Twenty years ago, your eldest son was six, right? He’s now only twenty-six and hasn’t reached thirty yet; he can still be selected again.”

”Yes, but I’m not sure if it’ll be as strict this time, and I’m afraid his chances of being selected might be even smaller after waiting twenty years.”

Listening to the surrounding conversations of many Divine Eye Clan mortals, Cao Zhen felt a moment of daze, as if he had returned to when he was a mortal in the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty.

No, actually, isn’t he a mortal now?

Even though everyone rushed to line up early, cultivators kept arriving.

After waiting for an hour and a half, suddenly, shouts rang out, and mortals began looking upward.

Like everyone else, Cao Zhen also looked up and quickly saw the figures of cultivators in his line of sight.

As there were many mortals below, these cultivators didn’t directly release their pressure.

Moreover, it was obvious that those arriving weren’t from a single Great Teaching but rather from several, it appears the method of recruiting disciples in this world is the same as the humans’ method now.

Several Great Teachings come to recruit together, and in the end, whoever catches their eye takes the disciple.