After a sudden shift in their surroundings, Gu Yang scanned the area.
He noticed that the twenty-odd people around him wore varying expressions, though most were staring at the items in their hands with absolute delight.
Han Xinghua clutched a bottle of unknown medicinal pills, Han Xingzhi held a stack of talismans, and Han Xinghe possessed a small bag of spirit stones.
The grey-robed disciple leading the way glanced at the booklet in Gu Yang’s hand.
Waving his hand dismissively, he said, “Alright, it’s nothing.
Follow me inside to register.”
As the group continued forward, Gu Yang looked down at his own booklet.
The cover read: Talisman Making Legacy.
He felt a wave of skepticism.
Isn’t it just a basic talisman-making guide?
he thought.
Could a qi refinement stage outer sect disciple’s experience really be some kind of treasure?
Are these people so crazed by poverty that they all feel the need to gawk at it?
Even so, Gu Yang kept his guard up, deciding to check the item for anything fishy as soon as possible.
They quickly arrived at the disciple registration office.
Once the paperwork was finished, the grey-robed disciple turned back to them.
“Junior brothers and junior sisters, my mission ends here.
You can find your assigned residences by following the map on that wall.
I wish you all success in your cultivation.
We shall meet again.”
The Grey-robed Disciple cupped his hands and quickly departed.
Everyone had been quiet since entering the Sect.
Now that no one was directing them, they seemed to relax considerably.
Han Xinghua was the first to speak.
“Senior Brother Gu Yang, the four of us are in the same courtyard.
Let’s go quickly see where we’re living!
Beside, I’m hungry.
They didn’t give us anything to eat on the flying boat ride here.
My legs are weak.”
Gu Yang was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, feeling that the term “Senior Brother” was quite new.
He looked at Han Xinghua and smiled, saying, “Alright, we’ll go now.
We can eat something at the dining hall later.”
“Xinghua, haven’t you read your family’s booklet?”
“We Outer Sect Disciples are tenants, even more miserable than your family’s tenants.
If we don’t achieve Foundation Establishment, we have to work until we’re 80 to retire!”
Han Xinghua’s face fell upon hearing this, and she became a bit downcast.
The thought of potentially having to farm in the future made her even more bitter, as they chatted, they arrived at a courtyard enclosed by a wall.
Upon entering, they saw only stone rooms.
Gu Yang entered a room according to the number on the door and saw that the room contained only a stone bed, a stone chair, and a stone table.
He sighed inwardly, realizing it was even more rudimentary than where the Han family’s servants lived.
Soon, everyone put down their luggage and quickly changed into the Sect’s grey robes, as instructed by the Grey-robed Disciple earlier.
They then gathered in the courtyard again, clearly quite hungry and eager to eat.
Just then, an old man in Grey-robed with black and white hair entered.
Seeing the group, he paused and said,
“Oh, so today is when new Disciples enter.
Three years have passed in a flash, how quickly time flies.”
The group looked at the old man, exchanging glances with various expressions, but all bowed in greeting.
Suddenly, a round-faced girl with a bright smile cupped her hands towards everyone and said,
“Little sister Wan Baobao, from Ten Thousand Treasure Pavilion.
If any Senior Brothers or Senior Sisters need to buy or sell anything in the future, you can come to me.
Little sister will give you a discount.”
“We are all fellow Disciples in the same small courtyard now.
Shall we get to know each other?”
The Grey-robed old man chuckled and said, “My name is Liu Yingjun.
In another year, I will return to secular life.
During this time, if any Junior Brothers or Junior Sisters have any questions, feel free to ask me.
I will tell you everything I know.”
Gu Yang looked at the old man, sighing inwardly, wondering how many would be able to shed their grey robes in the future, and how many who arrived as vibrant youths would return with white hair.
Once the old man finished introducing himself, Gu Yang also cupped his hands and said, “Gu Yang of Jiayuan City.
Since we are fellow Disciples, I hope we can look out for each other in the future.”
Everyone returned the greeting, and then Han Xinghua spoke.
“Han Xinghua of Jiayuan City.
This is my little Sister, Han Xingzhi, and my little Brother, Han Xinghe.”
As soon as Han Xinghua finished her introduction, some of the young men in the courtyard began staring at the beautiful Han Xinghua.
Gu Yang secretly noted down the few people who showed unusual gazes towards Han Xinghua.
He wasn’t planning anything, but it was a habit.
Sometimes, in small circles, dirty deeds were unusually common.
Having spent seven years in the Han Family Estate, he had seen too many instances of servants backstabbing each other, dying truly unjust deaths. New chapters come out on g.com first.
For example, a cleaning servant might, due to a conflict over a single word, later find a broken valuable vase when cleaning a room.
The vase wasn’t broken by him, yet it was, and there was nowhere to appeal, and the Han family Head wouldn’t care about such things, nor would he meticulously investigate or listen to your explanations.
As for these fellow Disciples before him, in his opinion, they were not much different from the servant circle in the Han family Estate.
They might smile to your face, but secretly, they might not wish you well.
Moreover, he would definitely be closer to Han Xinghua in the future, and perhaps there would be people among them who wanted to kill him.
Could Gu Yang not be more careful?
Soon, everyone introduced themselves one by one.
A young man with a resolute and masculine face introduced himself, saying, “Zhou Buping, Zhou Family of Yuyue City.”
Another young girl said, “Jin Que’er, Jin Que Mountain.”
Gu Yang looked at Jin Que’er, who, despite her young age, was already quite attractive and possessed a hint of charm.
He noticed that the few young men who had just been staring at Han Xinghua with unusual gazes were now focusing on Jin Que’er.
He sighed inwardly, thinking that the saying “beauty causes trouble” was indeed true.
He had a feeling that Jin Que’er and Han Xinghua would have a lot of trouble in the future.
A shifty-eyed young man, grinning, cupped his hands and said, “Lü Pin, Yuyue City.
Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, let us support each other in the future.”
An ordinary-looking young man scratched his head and said, “My name is Zhou Sanwang.
My ancestors for three generations were Outer Sect Disciples.
They hope I can achieve Foundation Establishment.”
A lazy young man cupped his hands and said, “Yu Chi, Yuyue City.”
A simple and honest big young man chuckled, “My name is Zhang Tieniu, a tenant of Zhang of Yuyue City.”
A young man exuding the scent of wine cupped his hands and said, “Liu Chuanjiu.
My ancestors brewed Spirit Wine.
If anyone wants to buy Spirit Wine in the future, you can find me.
My craftsmanship is quite good.”
A delicate young man said to everyone, “Zhou Qing.
This is my childhood sweetheart, Li Mei.
We are both from Yuyue City.”
Finally, a cold young man casually glanced at everyone, a hint of disdain in his eyes, and casually cupped his hands, saying, “Jiang Bufan.” After speaking, the cold young man strode out the door, showing no intention of acting with the group.
Gu Yang narrowed his eyes, watching the cold young man’s retreating back, thinking, “This name, this arrogance, and that disdainful look…
it’s as if he’s the protagonist from a novel.”
He either has a great Opportunity or a strong background.
But is it really good for an Outer Sect Disciple to be so arrogant?