Chapter 50 (Part 2)

He was about to take over the position of sect master, so Wuchen had to cultivate the next generation’s successor.

Of course, if there was someone more suitable in the sect, no matter whose disciple that person was, Wuchen would still let him take over as sect master.

It was not as if the sect had never once had a collateral branch take over the position of sect master. It was just that afterward, no capable person appeared in the collateral branches again. They were unable to shoulder the heavy burden of sect master, and in the end, they had no choice but to pass the position of sect master back to the main branch.

Because there was precedent, those from the collateral branches who wanted to become sect master all worked very hard. Unfortunately, when it came to cultivating disciples, the main branch was more skilled. The disciples they cultivated, whether in character or strength, were all stronger than those of the collateral branches.

“Little Martial Uncle, if I cannot cultivate a qualified disciple, then I will have to trouble you to serve as the sect master after the next one.”

Wuchen felt he had to arrange some fallback measures. He was much older than Little Martial Uncle, so he would definitely ascend earlier than Little Martial Uncle too.

If, before he stepped down, he could not find a suitable successor, then he could only pass the position upward.

Nothing else needed to be said. Wuchen could sense that if Little Martial Uncle became sect master, he would do even better than Wuchen himself.

“Impossible. Think of a way yourself. I’d have to be crazy to agree to that.”

After hearing his words, Yu Yu refused without even thinking.

It was not that he did not love the sect. It was that the responsibility of the sect master’s position was too great. He only wanted to cultivate easily and comfortably. He did not want to exhaust himself to death. Besides, the reason he was cultivating desperately every day right now was so that he could reach Nascent Soul sooner, grow into an adult, and at the same time return to Blue Star earlier.

If he agreed to become sect master, would he still have time to cultivate?

Moreover, he also knew his own personality. He could not tolerate sand in his eyes. It would be fine if he did not become sect master, but once he did, as long as there was something he found unpleasant, he would not be able to resist managing it.

Understand obsessive-compulsive disorder a little. When the time came, the entire sect, from top to bottom, would probably be filled with sighs and groans.

“Little Martial Uncle, this disciple will not force you. It’s just that when the time comes, it may not be up to Little Martial Uncle’s wishes.”

Wuchen was not worried at all. If there really was no one who could inherit the position of sect master, Yu Yu would have to accept it whether he wanted to or not.

“You think you’ve got me cornered? Don’t worry. Even if it’s for the sake of my own leisurely future days, I’ll help supervise your disciples and make sure they cultivate properly.”

If Wuchen accepted a few more disciples, there would always be a suitable candidate.

“Hahaha. Then this disciple will thank Little Martial Uncle in advance.”

Wuchen had not expected Yu Yu to say that. He could not help laughing loudly.

Having Little Martial Uncle teach his disciples for him, the one who would lose out definitely would not be Wuchen.

Nothing else needed to be said. When it came to schemes, his Little Martial Uncle was one who surpassed the master.

“Hmph.”

Yu Yu flipped through the list. It contained the circumstances of all the new disciples.

Including their origins and talents. Among them was one disciple who was quite special. He was actually born with innate yin meridians, and he was even a male disciple.

“This person also gives this disciple something of a headache. His talent is decent. He has a single water spiritual root. But the fatal thing is that he also has innate yin meridians. This is a talent that has always only appeared in female disciples, and now it has actually appeared in a male disciple. For him, it is not a good thing.”

Wuchen did not want to accept him, but the other party had indeed passed the Ascension Path, so the sect could not refuse to let him enter.

“I’ll examine him later and see whether there is a way to improve it. At the start, cultivating with innate yin meridians is still fine, but as his cultivation increases, once the yin meridians on his body erupt, they will take his life.”

Yu Yu knew what Wuchen meant. He wanted Yu Yu to save this child.

The fifteen- or sixteen-year-old youth had already been tormented by the yin meridians for many years. His whole person looked filled with deathly stillness.

Looking at the information above, it said that the reason the other party wanted to enter the Taizhen Immortal Sect was for Yu Yu’s medical skills.

Over the past several years, the great name of Medical Cultivator Lingyu had already spread throughout the Holy Feather World. Many people suffering from terminal illnesses traveled thousands of miles to the Taizhen Immortal Sect to seek treatment.

Over these years, Yu Yu had cured quite a few terminally ill patients, and he had also obtained a great deal of merit.

According to his master, he had already become a little golden man now. Looking at him with divine powers would dazzle the eyes.

If someone unaware of the truth directly used divine powers to look at him, there was a real chance their eyes would go blind.

“Many thanks, Little Martial Uncle. If the innate yin meridians on his body can be resolved, I want to accept him as my disciple.”

Wuchen looked at the disciple in the crowd whose face was pale and whose body was weak. Even though he had already reached his limit, he still kept insisting on making himself stand a little straighter.

Nothing else needed to be said. Just this willpower alone made Wuchen like him.

“I won’t interfere with that. If you’re willing to accept him, then accept him.”

Even if Yu Yu felt this child was not bad, he would not express some of his own opinions and affect Wuchen’s decision.

“Hehe. Isn’t this because I’ll have to trouble Little Martial Uncle? I can only accept him after he’s cured!”

Wuchen only admired the other party’s resilient perseverance. If he could not be cured, Wuchen would not, out of sympathy, give the position of eldest disciple under his gate to a disciple who was destined to have no future.

“That is somewhat realistic of you, but that’s true too. Your eldest disciple is very likely to inherit the position of sect master. You cannot accept one carelessly.”

Yu Yu understood Wuchen’s misgivings. When he chose a disciple, he also had to consider the sect. He could not choose a disciple entirely according to his own wishes.

Other people accepted disciples based on whether they found them pleasing to the eye. If the talent was decent and the person pleasing, they would accept them. But Wuchen had to consider much more. No matter how pleasing to the eye a disciple was, if their talent and character were not good, he could not accept them.

The Taizhen Immortal Sect had carried its inheritance for ten thousand years. No matter what, it could not be destroyed in his hands.

“Mm. So if he really can’t be cured, I can only give up the idea of accepting him as my disciple.”

When Wuchen said this, he seemed especially heartless. If it were someone else, they might misunderstand him and develop a bad impression of him.

But Yu Yu would not, because he knew that Wuchen doing this was being responsible to the sect. Acting hotheadedly and insisting on accepting the other party as a disciple regardless of anything else would be what was irresponsible to the sect.

“All right. After the ceremony ends, send him to my place. I’ll take a good look at him.”

After Yu Yu finished reading, he had no interest in the upcoming disciple-acknowledgment ceremony. It was not as if he was accepting disciples. Watching other people accept disciples at a time like this, wasn’t that just asking to torment himself?

“Then I’ll trouble Little Martial Uncle.”

Wuchen did not ask whether Yu Yu wanted to accept disciples, and not a single Wu-generation disciple present stepped forward to ask him either.

The main reason was that Yu Yu was still too young right now, and his cultivation was only Foundation Establishment. Even if he was an elder of the Ling generation, he did not have the qualifications to accept disciples.

The minimum threshold for accepting disciples was Golden Core, and even that was only because the collateral branches were not that particular, so they would accept disciples at that time.

Most of the main branch only considered accepting disciples after reaching Nascent Soul or Soul Transformation.

For people like Qingyang and the others, although they had brought back prospective disciples when they were at perfected Nascent Soul, they had only formally accepted disciples during Soul Transformation.

So most of the main branch only accepted disciples after reaching Soul Transformation. Very few accepted disciples during Nascent Soul.

Accepting disciples did not mean taking them in and then ignoring them, letting them grow freely. On the contrary, one had to spend even more energy caring for and teaching them.

Qingyang could be a hands-off shopkeeper because he had a group of good senior brothers helping him. Even Lingbao, this martial nephew of his, would lend a hand and help look after his junior brothers and sisters.

If it were someone else, would they have the qualifications to make Qingsheng, Lingbao, and the others help look after their disciples?

They could forget about it. Not beating them up would already be good enough.

The Taizhen Immortal Sect had rules. After accepting disciples, there would still be assessments. If a master failed, the master-disciple relationship between them would be abolished, and the disciples under their gate would acknowledge someone else as master.

They could not waste the disciples’ talents. The disciples represented the future.

Because the sect was strict about this, those who were not prepared to become masters would not come accept disciples.

After all, once they accepted disciples, their private time would be occupied, and they would have no way to devote themselves entirely to cultivation.

This was the reason many people were unwilling to accept disciples. So they would drag it out as long as they could, dragging it until after Soul Transformation before accepting them, because at that time, they were still very far from the Tribulation stage and only then had free time to teach disciples. Someone like Lingji, who did not accept disciples during Soul Transformation, was one of the few. In the entire sect, he was the only one.

As for the others, they were afraid that if they taught their disciples badly, they would ultimately be dealt with by the sect. Not only would they be punished, their disciples would also be gone.

Just thinking of this made everyone feel deeply embarrassed, and that embarrassment would spread through the entire sect.

So before one was prepared for how to be a master, one should not go accept disciples.

Yu Yu knew Wuchen wanted to accept the yin-meridian boy as his disciple, but he had not expected him to be so impatient. Yu Yu had returned to Holy Sun Peak the previous day, and on the second day, Wuchen brought the person over.

“Don’t be afraid. Little Martial Uncle is very gentle and approachable. He’s only going to examine you. He won’t do anything to you.”

Wuchen brought this disciple he had taken a liking to and flew directly over on his sword. On the way, he conveniently explained some of Yu Yu’s rules and personality to him.

“In short, as long as you don’t cause trouble, Little Martial Uncle is very patient with juniors. Jingxin, don’t disappoint me.”

Wuchen looked at the disciple who had been given the Daoist name Jingxin yesterday. He hoped that while Jingxin was on Holy Sun Peak, he would not violate Little Martial Uncle’s taboos.

“Martial Uncle, this disciple will remember.”

Because Wuchen had not yet accepted him as a disciple, Jingxin could only call him Martial Uncle.

“You can be a little more diligent. Whatever Little Martial Uncle wants to do, go over and help him. Don’t let him do it himself. Doing something poorly and trying hard to do it are two different things. Of course, you can’t deliberately make trouble. If you do that, Little Martial Uncle is very likely to throw you out.”

When Wuchen thought of the methods his Little Martial Uncle used on patients who were disobedient and even caused trouble, he could not help shivering. Too terrifying.

Little Martial Uncle could actually use the simplest spiritual plants to formulate the bitterest medicine under heaven. Wuchen could not help sympathizing with the people who had to drink it.

If they had not been courting death, Little Martial Uncle would not have prescribed that kind of medicine. Back then, he had watched several patients collapse directly after drinking it.

Of course, it would not cost them their lives. At most, it would make them suffer a little. That kind of bitterness soaked all the way into their bones could follow them for several years.

“Yes. This disciple understands what to do.”

Jingxin, who had managed to persist in living into his teens and still come to the Taizhen Immortal Sect to acknowledge a master, naturally did not have a low intelligence. His mind was even very nimble. Perhaps because he had always been unable to cultivate before, he had used more of his time to read books and broaden his mind.

So Jingxin’s comprehension was also not bad. He heard all the concern hidden in Wuchen’s words, and he also understood the things Wuchen had not finished saying.

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