Heavenly Mystic Immortal Sect.
Within a side chamber on Sword-Hiding Peak.
Ye Chen suddenly woke from his sleep, sitting upright and gasping for air, his entire body drenched in cold sweat.
“Was that… a nightmare?” He frowned. “No… I’ve been reborn!”
Feeling the spiritual energy within him, his current cultivation was only at the Great Ascension stage—still several major realms away from proving the Dao and stepping into sainthood.
There was only one explanation: he had been reborn!
Ye Chen quickly got up and stepped out of the chamber.
The courtyard was empty and quiet.
There were no signs of female disciples nearby, nor could he sense their presence.
He let out a long breath of relief.
It seemed he hadn’t taken in those ungrateful wolves as disciples yet.
In this life, even if they knelt and begged, he would never accept them as disciples again.
“I want to see how you’ll reach the Emperor Realm without me!”
“Su Nianwan, let’s see how you become a Crown Princess!”
“Lin Muge, I’ll just watch as the Blood Demon Sect slaughters your entire clan and see how you die!”
“This time, I won’t be kind enough to save any of you!”
At that moment, a sect disciple walked into the courtyard and respectfully addressed him.
“Uncle-Master Ye, the Sect Master asked me to inform you…”
“Three days from now, a group of new disciples will arrive at the sect.”
“All nine Peak Masters must be present to select disciples.”
New disciple selection?
There were nine main peaks within the Heavenly Mystic Immortal Sect, each overseen by a Peak Master. Ye Chen was one of them, in charge of Sword-Hiding Peak, and had the right to personally select disciples.
Ye Chen froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered.
In his previous life, it was from this very group of new disciples that he had chosen Liu Hongyu, Li Qinghuan, and Lu Mengyao.
“Perfect timing.” He sneered. “I definitely won’t pick those three ungrateful wolves again this time.”
He muttered to himself.
“Uncle-Master Ye, what did you say?”
The disciple looked at Ye Chen, puzzled by his mumbling.
“Nothing important.”
“Just tell the Sect Master—I’ll be there in three days.”
Ye Chen waved it off.
He had to go this time, if only to watch the humiliation of Liu Hongyu, Li Qinghuan, and Lu Mengyao. Without his help, they wouldn’t even qualify as outer disciples.
Let’s see if they still dare to claim they reached the Emperor Realm on their own merit.
“Yes, I’ll take my leave.”
The disciple respectfully bowed and left.
[System binding in progress…]
[Congratulations! Host has successfully bound with the Disciple Rebate System!]
[Received: Master’s Grand Gift Pack!]
[Mission: Accept two disciples. Reward: 100 years of cultivation!]
A cold voice echoed in Ye Chen’s mind.
Ye Chen froze, then felt a surge of excitement.
He had obtained a system?
Though he had lost all interest in taking disciples, if there were rewards involved… it might be worth reconsidering.
His eyes fell on the Master’s Grand Gift Pack provided by the system.
“Open it!”
With a thought…
[Congratulations! Host has obtained: Divine Essence Pills ×2, Marrow-Cleansing Pills ×2, Foundation Establishment Pills ×2, Joyous Union Pills ×2!]
The rewards flashed through his mind one by one…
Ye Chen couldn’t help but smile.
Whether Divine Essence Pills or Marrow-Cleansing Pills, they were rare and precious treasures. Even Emperor Realm cultivators would be envious.
He had no need for the Foundation Establishment Pills. As for the Joyous Union Pills…
Ye Chen paused, a strange look flashing across his face.
This thing was politely called Joyous Union Pill, but to put it bluntly, wasn’t it just a high-grade aphrodisiac?
Why would the system give him something like this?
Only those who practiced heretical arts used this kind of pill…
Before he could think further, the pills appeared in his hand out of thin air.
Seeing this, Ye Chen was certain he wasn’t hallucinating.
With a wave of his hand, he stored the pills in his storage ring.
…
Three days later.
A large immortal vessel descended slowly onto the plaza of the Heavenly Mystic Immortal Sect.
An elder and several disciples led over a hundred registered disciples selected from various cities off the vessel.
These registered disciples were not yet official disciples of the sect—they had merely passed the spiritual vein test and were deemed qualified to cultivate.
Once selected by one of the nine Peak Masters, they would receive cultivation techniques and some resources.
Three months later, they would face an assessment.
Those with poor talent or slow progress would be dismissed from the sect.
Unless a Peak Master insisted on keeping them, they wouldn’t even qualify to remain as menial disciples.
Heavenly Mystic Immortal Sect was one of the holy lands within hundreds of thousands of square kilometers—countless people dreamed of entering, yet never got the chance.
At that moment, Sect Master Han Mengli and the nine Peak Masters were all present.
Ye Chen sat among them.
From their elevated seats, they looked down as the hundred registered disciples gathered in the center of the plaza.
Disciples of the sect stood solemnly all around.
Ye Chen scanned the group and quickly spotted Liu Hongyu, Li Qinghuan, and Lu Mengyao.
They really came.
He sneered coldly, itching to destroy the three of them on the spot.
But he was more eager to see their humiliation. Without his help, they wouldn’t even make it as menial disciples.
Let’s see if they still dared to say their Emperor Realm achievements had nothing to do with him.
At that moment, Liu Hongyu, Li Qinghuan, and Lu Mengyao were walking together. They raised their heads to look at Ye Chen, eyes filled with hatred.
Especially when they met Ye Chen’s gaze—their teeth clenched with rage, wishing they could kill him on the spot.
“Damn it! He killed us in the end!”
“We were so close! Just a little more and we could’ve finished him.”
Liu Hongyu said through gritted teeth, eyes burning with fury.
“If only we’d acted faster, we could’ve killed him ourselves…”
Li Qinghuan cursed angrily, regretting her hesitation that allowed Ye Chen to use his secret technique.
“I want to kill him right now! But in this life, I have no cultivation… I’ll have to wait until I begin cultivating again.”
Lu Mengyao said unwillingly, her expression full of helplessness.
Right now, she couldn’t even kill a chicken, let alone Ye Chen, who was at the Great Ascension Realm.
“I cultivated bitterly for 1,000 years to reach the Emperor Realm, and he still killed me. I hate him so much!”
“1,000 years—I endured for 1,000 years!”
Lu Mengyao was furious.
She had always hated cultivating, and after finally reaching the Emperor Realm, Ye Chen turned around and killed her. Now she had to go through another thousand years of grinding.
“Don’t worry, Junior Sister. We reached the Emperor Realm in our past lives, and we’ll definitely do it again in this one.”
“With our past-life experience, we’ll cultivate even faster this time!”
“I believe it won’t take long before we reach the Emperor Realm again!”
Liu Hongyu said confidently.
In her mind, her achievements in the previous life had nothing to do with Ye Chen—it was all due to her own talent.
Now that she was reborn, she was sure she’d shine even brighter and become the sect’s top disciple.
“Senior Sister is right. We became Emperors on our own last time. He didn’t help much.”
“Maybe in this life, we’ll reach the Emperor Realm before he does and kill him instead!”
Li Qinghuan said, full of confidence.
Hearing Liu Hongyu and Li Qinghuan’s words, Lu Mengyao nodded heavily.
She too believed they could reach the Emperor Realm again without Ye Chen’s help.
Ye Chen, just you wait!
“Hmm?”
“They’ve been reborn too?”
Ye Chen noticed the hostility in their eyes.
Clearly, they had also returned with memories of their previous lives.
And they still wanted to kill him?
In this life, they were destined to be nothing more than ants!