The Sect Leader's Bizarre Recruitment Chapter 173: Once a Year, This Year is Super Intense! (Part 2) - Novel Cool

Chapter 173: Once a Year, This Year is Super Intense! (Part 2)

Chapter 173: Once a Year, This Year is Super Intense! (Part 2)

And you call him a cultivator?"

"Bodhisattva, I was wrong, I apologize..."

"Hmph!"

The Buddhist monk stopped, "Continue!"

"That... that demon had just entered the cultivation world. During one of his outings, he was discovered by your disciple's clan, and by coincidence, they mistook him for a thief stealing the clan's secrets."

"Therefore, your disciple's clan took action against him."

"However, although he had just entered the cultivation world and was only a first-realm cultivator, he had a secret treasure protecting him, and he counter-killed those who attacked him."

"After that, your disciple's clan members hated him to the bone, wanting to kill him for revenge."

"They organized nearly twenty attempts to hunt him down."

"But that demon was very cunning. For some reason, he always managed to escape, and in the end, he even devoured the wolves and tigers, leading to the destruction of your disciple's family."

"After your disciple learned of this news, he was filled with grief and anger, leading two guardians to investigate and seek revenge."

"Ahem..."

"But that demon was extremely slippery, escaping pursuit multiple times. Eventually, he led them to a dead-end."

"What happened after that, no one knows. But your beloved disciple and the two Dharmapalas... all perished without a trace, never to be heard from again."

"..."

The Great Monk's eyelids twitched uncontrollably, and the scar on his neck seemed to come alive like a centipede. He struggled, "You mean my beloved disciple died because of a misunderstanding?"

"..."

"According to the Bodhisattva, yes."

"Have you found out the truth?"

"It has been confirmed. The thief later appeared and was caught. Under interrogation, he confessed to the theft. It can be verified that it was indeed a case of mistaken identity involving your disciple's clansmen, leading to the subsequent events."

The Great Monk: "!!!"

"I'm so fcking done with this!"

He wiped his already shiny forehead, making it even more radiant.

"So, he just died like that?"

"My beloved disciple... You died so miserably!"

"What about the demon... What about that kid?"

"I feel a connection with him. I want to take him as my disciple!"

The little Shami: "???"

What the hell?

Just a moment ago, he was talking about killing the demon, and now he wants to take him as a disciple?

"You understand sht!"

The Great Monk, seeing his confusion, coldly hummed, "Since my beloved disciple died because of him, it represents a connection between us. If there's a connection, then so be it!"

"I thought he was harmed by a scoundrel. If that's the case, I would naturally avenge him."

"But you've found out the truth. Everything started with a misunderstanding. That kid may have killed your disciple and destroyed his family, but he was just trying to survive. What crime has he committed?"

"It was just self-defense."

"You can't wrongfully accuse others, kill them, and not allow them to defend themselves. What kind of logic is this?"

"You're saying it's like that, huh?"

The little Shami: "..."

"You're right about that."

"But, but, this?"

"Bodhisattva, he is the murderer of your disciple!"

"Do I care about avenging my disciple or not? The world is vast, and justice prevails!"

"Do you think I'm like those sanctimonious monks, chanting sutras until they're dumb, unable to distinguish right from wrong, claiming to be the best in the world, constantly preaching about 'Buddha' but secretly engaging in shameful acts?!"

"This thing has a connection with my Buddha."

"It's about following the Heavenly Dao..."

"It's just that I want to do it, I want to, but I dare not admit it. I blame it on 'Buddha.' If my Buddha truly exists, and if I were Buddha, I would definitely slap them first!"

"This is fcking ruining the reputation of our sect!"

"Huh?"

The little Shami was stunned and quickly cast a soundproof barrier. Only then did he say, "Bodhisattva, oh, my Bodhisattva!"

"These words are not to be spoken aloud. If the Elder heard them, it would be bad. But he couldn't be right, could he? And he couldn't have heard it, right?"

"Or maybe, he wouldn't dare to hear it?"

He smirked repeatedly.

The little Shami was confused.

"Dare to hear it?"

"What does this mean?"

Just as he thought of this, an extremely stern-faced Elder from the Punishment Hall walked by the hall's entrance.

The little Shami's face turned pale.

Damn!

This Elder was known for his iron-clad integrity, showing no favoritism, with a heart darker than the night. The Bodhisattva's loud voice earlier must have reached his ears. What should they do now? He was almost scared into fainting.

The Punishment Elder turned back.

The little Shami's breathing stopped.

Just as he was terrified, he heard the Bodhisattva's voice from behind, "Old Monk, what do you want to say?"

The little Shami: "???"

What was happening?

An even more surprising scene followed.

The usually stern and unsmiling Punishment Elder actually smiled, "Passing by, nothing to worry about, see you later."

The Punishment Elder left.

He left the little Shami alone in the temple, feeling disoriented.

"Huh?"

"Could it be that the Elder is too old and hard of hearing, so he didn't hear it?"

"That can't be right. With his abilities, how could he not hear it? And it's impossible that he didn't hear it, this..."

"..."

The Great Monk raised his voice, "Very strange, huh?"

"Didn't I say it? Ask them if they dare to hear it!"

The Punishment Elder, who hadn't walked far, suddenly stopped and started cursing silently.

After a long while, he silently chanted, "Amitabha, my fault, my fault..."

"Enough!"

The Great Monk waved his hand, "Why are you telling me all this? Knowing too much isn't always good. In any case, I'm taking that kid as my disciple!"

"But, why?"

"Bodhisattva, I know you're not one of those hypocrites. I also know you're genuinely sincere. That's why I willingly became your Shami."

"But... even if you're so upright and unwilling to wrongfully kill the innocent, that kid still killed your beloved disciple. If you still want to take him as your disciple, and if this news gets out, it will definitely be unfavorable for you no matter what."

"So what if it's unfavorable for me?"

"Who the fck can be unfavorable to me?"

"Who dares?"

The Great Monk scoffed, "You want to know? I've come a long way, from Penglai East Road, all the way to..."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"You only need to know that that kid and I have a connection, that's all!"

"Moreover, you, you lack experience and don't understand the art of putting yourself in others' shoes."

"What if you put yourself in his shoes?"

"Nonsense!"

"Think about it, if you were in his position, just a first-tier cultivator, being hunted down by a cultivator family... Regardless of the the reason, do you have any confidence in surviving?"

" not a sliver of confidence."

The little novice monk shook his head repeatedly.

"I should say, there's absolutely no chance of survival."

A first-tier cultivator? At best, it's a cultivator, at worst, it's nothing.

They can only bully ordinary people. Who would pay attention to a first-tier cultivator? Even if a cultivator's dog passes by, they'd get a couple of slaps!

And you want to survive under the pursuit of a family? Ridiculous!

"Then, can you survive under the pursuit of my beloved disciple and the two Dharmapalas?"

"That's impossible!"

The little novice monk's face turned pale. "Disciple... I..."

"Not just in the first tier, but even now, I absolutely wouldn't survive."

"That's all there is to it." The big monk chuckled. "You have no confidence in surviving now, and that kid is only at the first and second tier. Not only did he survive, but he even managed to defeat them all."

"What do you think he's relying on?"

"Strength?"

"That's definitely not it." The little novice monk shook his head vigorously.

"Courage?"

"Courage can't be eaten, nor can it save lives." The little novice monk didn't think so.

"Then what do you think he's relying on?"

"Perhaps it's..."

"Luck?"

"Coincidence?"

"Luck, coincidence." The big monk smiled. "People often say that luck and fortune are part of one's strength, but few understand that fortune is an integral part of strength."

"Even fewer realize that becoming a powerful cultivator relies on talent, and becoming an unparalleled, even legendary figure, depends on fortune!"

"Although that kid is small and weak, and he has killed my beloved disciple, it was justifiable self-defense. I can't blame him. The fault lies with my beloved disciple's clan!"

"And with such fortune, isn't he the best choice to be my disciple?"

"Isn't this more important than talent?"

The little novice monk was lost in a haze, his head buzzing.

"I suppose you don't understand now, but when you reach the Heaven's Will Realm, you might comprehend a thing or two." The big monk didn't want to say more. "Quickly, where is that kid now?"

"According to the investigation..." The little novice monk quickly composed himself and said, "That kid... cough, after killing your beloved disciple and the two Dharmapalas, he hid near Heaven Poison Valley, and then disappeared without a trace."

"After that, Heaven Poison Valley was destroyed by Long Aojiao, Xiao Ling'er, and others."

"He managed to survive."

"Afterward, he followed Xiao Ling'er and is now likely in the Moon Embrace Sect."

"Moon Embrace Sect?"

The big monk frowned slightly. "This sect, I haven't heard of them in years..."

"Tell me about the Moon Embrace Sect."

"Yes, Bodhisattva, this matter goes back several years..."

A moment later, the big monk was astonished. "The Moon Embrace Sect was in such a state, and now there's a sign of revival?"

"I don't know if it's an extremely lucky turn or a return to glory."

After a brief pause, he smiled. "But what does that have to do with me?"

"How can my beloved disciple be there?"

"You, take a few Arhats with you."

"Bring my beloved disciple back to me unharmed."

"If the Moon Embrace Sect dares to resist, show them the colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple."

"If anyone else dares to interfere..."

"Suppress them all!"

"Who cares who they are?"

"Remember!"

"You must take good care of my beloved disciple. If anything happens to him, I'll flay your skins!"

The little novice monk immediately knelt on the ground. "I obey, Bodhisattva."

"Go."

The big monk waved his hand.

After the little novice monk left, he crossed his legs, holding a chicken leg in one hand and a glass of wine in the other, marveling, "With such fortune, he could probably reach the eighth or ninth tier."

"Even if he can't suppress an era, he can stir up quite a commotion."

"I have to leave, but I must leave behind my legend."

"Moreover, this Great Vehicle Buddhism Sect has been in decline for years. It's time to leave my legacy."

Musing to himself, he shook his head, took a big bite of the chicken leg, and closed his eyes with satisfaction, humming, "Eating a delicious chicken leg, even the Western Paradise Buddha can't compare..."

"Ah, my disciple."

"My disciple is hard to find."

"No, I must leave slowly."

"Should I cut myself with a knife?"

He sipped his wine, seriously considering the feasibility of this idea.

But in the end, he sighed softly.

"It's useless."

"I hope..."

"Heaven won't be unkind to me."

"..."

"Master..."

"Give me Ye San."

Spirit Sword Sect.

Jianzi's appearance had changed.

The once spirited and confident demeanor was gone, and now he looked on the verge of a breakdown.

Rao Zhi Rou found this interesting. "You... are you okay?"

Hearing this, Jianzi almost burst into tears.

Goodness.

I'm your beloved disciple!

For the past year or two, have you ever cared about me? You've been holding onto Ye San, feeding him pills, helping him cultivate, and even turning heavenly-grade materials into juice to feed him. I, your beloved disciple, am almost becoming a wild child! You finally remember me?

But why do you have such a playful expression?

It's hard being a disciple.

Hearing that crying children get candy, Jianzi burst into tears. "Disciple hasn't been doing well, disciple has been doing very poorly!"

"Disciple wants to win, to walk the path of invincibility, but I've never won, never won!"

"I've been losing continuously, and my Dao heart is on the verge of collapse..."

"You must help disciple."

"If this continues, I'll lose my Dao Heart and go demonic."

"You're still crying, so I guess you're fine." But who knew that Rao Zhi Rou would say so lightly, "Moreover, the ancient inheritance is indeed perfectly suited for you."

"Keep it up, keep losing!"

"I'm looking forward to it."

"I'm looking forward to the day when your Demon Embryo and Sword Dao reach completion."

"At that time, you'll undoubtedly sweep through everything and suppress an era."

Jianzi: "(⊙o⊙)···"

"What?!"

Is that it?

Is that all?

He felt like he had complained, yet also like he hadn't.

"It's not that, Master. What about me?"

Just as he was about to say something more, he saw that Zhi Rou waved her hand lightly, "What were you saying just now? About giving San Ye to you?"

"That's fine."

"Now that his Sword Dao is in its initial stage, it's time for him to experience some trials. Take him with you."

Jianzi was left speechless by her words.

As she opened her mouth, Zhi Rou continued, "As for the Elder... this time, it's not necessary."

"Huh?"

"But..."

"There are no 'buts'."

"Go."

"There's a reason for my arrangement."

Jianzi was at a loss for words and was directly dismissed.

He could only leave with San Ye.

The current San Ye had also undergone a significant transformation.

The sixth leaf had already grown! Although it was still in its early stages, the verdant green color was impossible for anyone to ignore.

Sword Qi lingered around the leaf, forming its own miniature world.

"You..."

"You can't possibly defeat me with a single sword now, can you?"

"Don't be silly, Jianzi brother."

San Ye communicated through divine soul transmission.

At this point, he was able to communicate normally with others.

"Why would I attack you?"

"Then I'm relieved."

Jianzi breathed a sigh of relief.

But immediately, his expression changed as he realized the implication.

So, does this mean I can't defeat you, but you won't attack me?

Or do I not even have the qualification to make you attack me?

You're making it hard for me!

But... sigh.

Fine, I can't provoke you. Two years ago, you could already defeat me, and now, you're even stronger.

It's not a matter of defeat or victory, but whether you can kill me with a single sword!"

"..."

I must have confidence! I must believe in my invincibility, and have faith that I can win every battle!

He began to self-hypnotize.

But in the end, a bitter smile still hung on his lips.

However, in his subconscious, he agreed with Lin Fan's words, so he kept believing in his invincibility and victory in every battle.

But the result was that the pain of each defeat would increase exponentially, almost driving him mad and pushing him to the brink of insanity.

This is also why he currently looks so haggard.

But there's no other way.

If I don't do this, what if it doesn't work after a hundred defeats?

That would be the real pain.

There's no choice but to persist.

However... sigh.

This feeling is truly painful, beyond words.

He smiled bitterly, holding the Spirit Sword Sect's flowerpot, a Dao Armament grade treasure. The Spirit Soil within was dense with primordial energy, almost comparable to the energy of a spirit body.

Even Jianzi, after taking a breath, felt a pleasant warmth throughout his body.

Alright.

After taking this breath, Jianzi felt even more pain.

Damn it, I'm Jianzi!

San Ye is just an outsider!

An outsider, a weed.

But why does he receive such better treatment than me?

This is truly intolerable!

It's painful!

······

Moon Embrace Sect.

Lin Fan calculated with his fingers...

Alright.

Damn it, I can't even calculate anything!

"I don't know if it's because I'm just a straw man or if this once-a-year crisis involves too many protagonists."

"This unknown feeling is truly unpleasant."

"But speaking of which, I can roughly guess where the Moon Embrace Sect's crisis originates."

"Now, the only variable is Su Yan's side."

"That ghost of a death newbie hasn't 'shown his hand' during this period, probably because he's also waiting for this wave."

"However, there's no need to guess further today."

"The result will be revealed today."

"So..."

"Let's see, just how powerful is this death newbie!"

·····

Standing at the peak of the Moon Embrace Palace, Lin Fan kept a close eye on his surroundings.

At the same time, the sect's protection array was fully activated.

"Ling'er."

He even transmitted his voice to Xiao Ling'er, "Master suddenly had a stroke of inspiration, and today there might be unexpected changes. You should prepare and be ready for battle at any time, don't refine any pills for now."

"Hmm?"

Xiao Ling'er was secretly startled and quickly replied, "Yes, Master."

Immediately, she woke up the Little Dragon Maiden who was sleeping soundly.

The latter, with sleepy eyes, showed some displeasure, "Why?"

"Aren't you bored?"

"There's fun now."

The Little Dragon Maiden's eyes lit up with excitement, "Really?!"

Just at this moment.

Thunderclap!

A black thunder suddenly roared in the sky, striking the sect's protection array!

(End of Chapter)

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