Just as Ye Chen had expected, the remaining Peak Masters didn’t even spare the three women a glance, completely ignoring their existence.
Not only Liu Hongyu, but Li Qinghuan and Lu Mengyao also possessed demonic bones and demonic blood. With their profound cultivation, the Peak Masters had seen through it at a glance.
To them, these three were ticking time bombs, liable to fall into the demonic path at any moment. The Heavenly Mystic Immortal Sect was a sacred land of the righteous path. Naturally, no one would waste resources cultivating descendants of the demon race—especially those with inferior aptitude.
Before long, the eight Peak Masters, excluding Ye Chen, had all chosen their ideal disciples. Yet half the Registered Disciples were still anxiously waiting in the square.
All eyes turned to Ye Chen, placing their final hopes of joining one of the Nine Main Peaks on him. At this point, only Ye Chen, the Peak Master of Sword-Hiding Peak, had yet to choose a disciple.
Liu Hongyu, Li Qinghuan, and Lu Mengyao watched as the eight Peak Masters left with their disciples. Their final hope was shattered.
If they still wanted to enter the Nine Main Peaks, their only option was to become Ye Chen’s disciples. But clearly, they were reluctant to take Ye Chen as their master.
“Those people must be blind! They actually couldn’t see that we have the bearing of Empresses. One day, they’ll regret this!” Liu Hongyu said bitterly, completely disregarding what the Azure Phoenix Peak Master had told her. She refused to believe she was rejected due to poor aptitude or her demonic constitution. She blamed it on the blindness of the eight Peak Masters.
“Exactly. I don’t even know how they became Peak Masters. They clearly have no judgment!” Li Qinghuan snapped. “Talking about demonic bones… they’re just jealous we’re destined to reach the Emperor Realm and deliberately refused to take us in.”
Lu Mengyao and Li Qinghuan shared the same thoughts.
In their minds, they were excellent. In their past lives, they had reached the Emperor Realm. Not choosing them was a loss for the Peak Masters.
At that moment, Ye Chen slowly walked toward them…
Seeing this, Liu Hongyu’s face immediately turned cold. “Even if you kneel before me now, I will never agree to become your disciple!” she said, her voice icy as she looked straight at Ye Chen. She thought, just like in their past life, Ye Chen had taken a fancy to their talent and had come to recruit them.
“Same here,” Li Qinghuan said arrogantly, staring at him with disdain. “Someone like you isn’t even worthy of being my master. Don’t bother begging. Just give up.”
Lu Mengyao didn’t speak, but she gave Ye Chen a couple of scornful glances, her expression full of pride as she looked away.
Ye Chen was so infuriated by their words, he couldn’t help but laugh. The look he gave the two of them was filled with disbelief. “You’re dreaming. You really think I would beg you to be my disciples? With your trash aptitude, I wouldn’t even look at you.”
He sneered, “Who gave you the courage to say something so ridiculous? Still fantasizing about having the bearing of Empresses? Even the dog I raised has a higher cultivation level than the three of you.”
If it weren’t for his desire to slowly torment these ungrateful traitors, Ye Chen would’ve killed them on the spot.
In their past life, without his help, those three wouldn’t have even reached the Foundation Establishment Realm. They would’ve died of old age, never even getting the chance to dream of the Emperor Realm.
And now they were acting arrogant again? Did they really think they were made of gold?
“Who are you calling trash?”
“Ye Chen, are you saying I’m worse than a dog?”
“Don’t go too far!”
The three of them immediately exploded in rage.
“Insolent!” Ye Chen’s expression darkened. “I am the Peak Master of Sword-Hiding Peak, and you three mere Registered Disciples dare speak to me like this? I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget!”
With a flick of his hand, several crisp slaps rang out—“Pa!” “Pa!”
The three of them saw stars as blood trickled from the corners of their mouths. They were completely dazed.
They had never imagined that Ye Chen would actually strike them!
How was this possible?
In their past life, Ye Chen had never laid a finger on them even when they bullied him and betrayed the sect. He had only killed them after they colluded to slay their master and ancestors.
But the stinging pain instantly reminded them of their current identity.
In this life, they were nothing but lowly Registered Disciples—not qualified to shout in front of Ye Chen.
They also suddenly realized Ye Chen might have been reborn just like them. Otherwise, how could he have such rage?
With Ye Chen’s hatred toward them, he might really kill them!
Frightened, Liu Hongyu, Li Qinghuan, and Lu Mengyao didn’t dare say another word. Though still full of resentment, they gritted their teeth and bore it, cheeks flushed with humiliation.
Ye Chen… one day, I will kill you!
The other Registered Disciples witnessing this scene were all stunned.
None of them thought Ye Chen was wrong for striking them. On the contrary, they believed those three had acted far too arrogantly.
They were mere Registered Disciples, yet dared to speak disrespectfully to a Peak Master of the Nine Main Peaks? They had no sense of hierarchy.
In the Heavenly Mystic Immortal Sect, the highest position belonged to the Grand Elders, followed by the Sect Master, then the Nine Main Peaks’ Peak Masters. Since the Grand Elders were often in seclusion, all sect affairs were managed by Han Mengli and the Nine Peak Masters, whose status was exceptionally high.
After disciplining the three women, Ye Chen no longer paid them any attention and walked over to the remaining Registered Disciples.
As the new Peak Master of Sword-Hiding Peak, he had yet to take in any disciples, so it was only natural that he select a few this time.
With his past life’s experience, even if Liu Hongyu and Li Qinghuan knelt and begged, he would never accept them again.
Ye Chen’s gaze swept over the remaining Registered Disciples. After the earlier selections, those who remained were average in talent, with little to distinguish them.
Suddenly, Ye Chen’s eyes fixed on two figures. Memories from his past life surged through his mind.
In his previous life, these two girls had also become Menial Disciples due to their poor aptitude. Yet, they never gave up. Through sheer willpower, they managed to cultivate to the Nascent Soul Realm. Later, in a sect war, they died protecting their fellow disciples, leaving a lasting impression on Ye Chen.
“Zhao Ling’er! Jiang Qingshu!” Ye Chen called out.
“You two, are you willing to join my Sword-Hiding Peak?”
The two female disciples trembled when they heard their names.
Overwhelmed with disbelief and excitement, they stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
“We are willing. Thank you, Master!” they said in unison, eyes gleaming with joy. They clearly never expected to be chosen.
“Let’s go.” Ye Chen led the two of them away to register their identities, officially becoming disciples of one of the Nine Main Peaks, and qualifying to receive abundant cultivation resources.
“Despicable! He only picked those two useless girls to spite us!” Liu Hongyu said furiously. If she couldn’t have something, she didn’t want anyone else to have it either.
“He thinks we’ll bow down because of that? Never!” Li Qinghuan growled, her hatred toward Ye Chen practically oozing from her face.
“Sword-Hiding Peak? I wouldn’t go there even if you begged me!” Lu Mengyao scoffed.
None of them believed their rejection was due to poor aptitude.
In their minds, Ye Chen simply hated them from their past life and deliberately refused to take them in.
At that moment, an elder from the menial work division walked over, glanced at the remaining Registered Disciples, and said plainly, “Come with me to register at the Menial Hall.”
Upon hearing this, the remaining disciples couldn’t hide their disappointment.
Liu Hongyu gritted her teeth. “Even if I didn’t get into the Nine Main Peaks, I’ll still surpass them all!”
Li Qinghuan and Lu Mengyao felt a twinge of regret in their hearts, but they quickly gathered themselves and stood tall again.
“Three months from now, at the sect’s examination, we’ll make them regret not choosing us as disciples!”
“Exactly. A bunch of blind fools. Just wait and see!”