Flying Clouds in Another World

Two cultivators came to Liu Feiyun to ask questions at once, which greatly surprised the other trial-takers present. They all speculated about the background of this eleven or twelve-year-old child, or what unexpected abilities he had that could attract the attention of two cultivators.

Liu Feiyun bowed deeply and said, "Disciple Liu Feiyun! I greet the two... Senior Xiuzun!"

"I am Gu Ban from Wuyin Peak. I know everything about you. Come with me!" said a cultivator.

"Yes! Master!" Liu Feiyun quickly performed a great ceremony of paying respect to his master, then stood up and apologized to the other cultivator, "Senior, what do you want to talk to me about?"

The man was about fifty years old. He looked at Gu Ban with some dissatisfaction and said unhappily, "Brother Gu, why are you so anxious? I know that Master Zheng has already agreed with you that this child will become your disciple. But! Just now, the Master of our Zaxue Sect also sent a message, asking me to accept him into our Zaxue Sect no matter what! What? Are you afraid that I will kidnap this child?"

"Senior Brother Cheng! What do you want?" Gu Ban asked expressionlessly.

"How is it? Not so good! You, as my disciple, are going to give me half of the knowledge of the Miscellaneous School!"

Liu Feiyun was also dumbfounded. If he was given half of the Miscellaneous School, could he be split in half? And from the tone of the master, it seemed that he was not someone who was easy to negotiate with.

"How to make it even?" Gu Ban's words showed no emotion at all.

"Of course you are still his legitimate master, and he will naturally practice with you often. However! He must register in my school of miscellaneous studies, even if he is my direct disciple. He must come to my school of miscellaneous studies to study for at least one hour every day. How about it?"

"Don't ask me! Ask him!"

"Ah...?" Liu Feiyun had never expected that it was the people from the Zaxue Sect who were chasing him. It was all his fault that he forgot that he was in a different world and answered all ten questions in a moment of excitement. Moreover, the deduction process of the derivation question was even simpler than the answer from the Zaxue Sect. Now, he was being targeted by the Zaxue Sect.

I came to Miyun Sect to continue practicing the Chaos Regeneration Technique to prolong my life, not to learn the otherworldly version of mathematics and physics! But this master asked me to choose for myself, is this a test for me?

Liu Feiyun hurriedly said: "It's all up to Master!"

When Cheng Xiuzun heard Liu Feiyun say this, he looked at Gu Ban again.

"Okay! Bye! Let's go!" Gu Ban said only three words.

Cheng Xiuzun was overjoyed and said, "Junior Brother Gu is indeed a straightforward person! Boy, why don't you quickly pay homage to him and follow him!"

Liu Feiyun was also confused. Is this what these three words mean?

He looked at Guban, who just nodded and said, "After you finish your worship, you can leave!"

Seeing that Gu Ban agreed, Liu Feiyun once again worshipped Cheng Xiuzun as his master and left with Gu Ban.

Cheng Xiuzun was very satisfied, and then asked the last group of people who remained, "Who among you is proficient in mathematics and the study of things?"

His question immediately made these people feel lucky. They didn't expect that they were the last batch and still had the opportunity to become his disciples. Although they were from the last of the nine sects, they were better than inner disciples. So many people recommended themselves, but after Cheng Xiuzun asked a few questions, few people's answers satisfied him.

"Alas! It seems that apart from that child, everything will be in vain this year!" Cheng Xiuzun sighed in disappointment.

Liu Shihu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Senior Xiuzun, do you think I can do it?"

"You? You are also proficient in mathematics and the study of things!"

"Not at all! I don't understand at all!"

"Humph! Then why are you causing trouble?"

"But I am a close follower of my son Liu Feiyun, and we are good brothers who grew up together. If I enter the Zaxue Sect, maybe he will spend more time there!"

"Eh...you...you're so smart...never mind, we can't waste this spot, right? Just go ahead! Come with me!"

"Disciple pays homage to Master!"

Liu Shihu was overjoyed. He had just had a sudden idea and didn't hold out much hope. He didn't expect it to work out. He was a direct disciple! The benefits were much better than those of the inner disciples.

"That works too!" The trial participants around were envious and jealous, and started talking about it.

In Miyun Sect, on top of Wanghai Peak, nearly twenty old men were sitting cross-legged.

The sun was setting in the west, gradually entering the sea of ​​clouds, and the sunset glow fell on everyone, as if they were covered with a golden divine robe, which made them look extremely sacred. These old men were the core of the Miyun Sect. Each of them was an important figure in the martial arts world, and even more so in the sect. However, at this moment, several of them no longer had the dignity and solemnity they had in front of their disciples in the past, but were arguing fiercely, their faces reddening.

"Look at what has happened to the sect entrance examination this time! What kind of people are selected?"

"That's right! That's right! This sect entrance examination is not to select talented and gifted martial artists, it's clearly to make money!"

"If this continues, there will be no future for our Miyun Sect! I'm afraid each generation will be worse than the previous one!"

"What do you know? You only know how to practice martial arts. How could you know that running a sect requires considering many other things?"

"That's right! How can you understand the painstaking efforts of our sect leader? Making money! Is that making money? That's for the future of the sect!"

"Ha! That sounds really nice! I knew that we didn't recruit many martial arts talents this time, but we did collect hundreds of thousands of taels of gold more than last time. Could it be that the Miyun Sect, one of the nine great martial arts sects in the empire, is so poor that it has to rely on selling membership quotas!"

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"Enough! Are you done yet? I did this with the approval of my three uncles and aunts! If you are not satisfied, you can just hold a meeting here to elect the sect leader! Just choose someone more capable and virtuous!" The Miyun Sect Leader, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.

Although his voice was not loud, it immediately quieted down the quarreling people. Then, one of them bowed to him and said, "I dare not! Senior Brother, we were reckless. However, I really cannot understand the operation of this sect entrance test. It is fine to set up some pretexts and collect some money for the trial of registered and outer disciples. After all, they cannot become the pillars of the sect. It is a bit inappropriate to make the inner sect trial like this. These inner disciples are related to the future of the sect. The vast majority of the masters and masters will come from the inner disciples! The more these people who have money but no talent, the less likely the masters and masters will appear. Senior Brother, this is not a good thing! Why are you doing this?" As soon as he said this, several people echoed him.

"Junior Brother Wu, I know you guys are worried, and I understand your feelings. But! I have to do this for my own reasons! Alas! I didn't want to tell you about this too early, but since you have doubts, I'll just tell you! Junior Brother Zheng! You should tell me about this in detail!"

"Yes! Senior Brother Zhang!" Zheng Zhou replied.