Chapter 1: The Strange Elder

Xiandao Continent, Nanyun Province.

Lingxian Sect, the venue for the disciple-recruiting ceremony.

Hundreds of boys and girls gathered here early in the morning.

"Ninth Elder, here!"

With a notification, a handsome young man in white stepped into the venue.

"Is this the Ninth Elder? So young!"

"He's handsome, I want to worship him as my master!"

"Him! Don't choose this person as your master! The Ninth Elder of Lingxian Sect is a well-known weirdo!"

"Weird? What do you mean?"

"He can cultivate himself to the point of going astray and his cultivation level regressing. Don't you think it's weird?"

"Oh my god, then I really can't worship this person as my master!"

...

Listening to the discussions of the boys and girls around him, Zhang Yun looked helpless.

Even these new disciples who haven't joined the sect yet know his reputation...

What a sin his predecessor committed!

He was originally from Earth. Five days ago, he suddenly fell into a coma due to a disease, and after waking up, he found that he had traveled to the body of the Ninth Elder of the Lingxian Sect who had the same name as him.

Originally, he was quite satisfied.

Elder, a high starting point for sure!

But after integrating the memories, his mood suddenly became unhappy.

Because the sinful thing of his predecessor actually practiced to the point of being possessed by the devil half a month ago, and cracked his golden elixir.

His cultivation level regressed from the Golden Core stage to the Foundation Establishment stage overnight.

If it were just that, it would be fine, at least he still had a position as an elder.

But I don’t know which bastard got to know this news and spread it in the Lingxian Sect, making it known to everyone in the sect.

Look, at the Lingxian Sect’s high-level meeting yesterday.

Many elders jointly asked the sect master to depose him, the Ninth Elder.

Foundation Establishment stage, in the Lingxian Sect, is not worthy of being an elder.

The Lingxian Sect’s sect master neither agreed nor refused, but gave a plan.

Three months later, it will be the annual disciple competition of Lingxian Sect. At that time, all the disciples under the elders of the sect will participate, and each elder will get an annual ranking based on the performance of the disciples.

If Zhang Yun enters the top three, he will retain his position as an elder. Otherwise, he will be dismissed!

No one objected to this statement.

Because Zhang Yun has no disciples at all.

Let alone the top three, it is hard to say whether there will be disciples participating in the disciple competition in three months.

Zhang Yun knows this very well.

Well, starting from a high starting point directly turns into a nightmare start.

Helpless, he can only face reality.

Today is the Lingxian Sect's three-year disciple-recruiting ceremony. He came with the mentality of trying his best to see if he can accept two disciples.

"But this situation is not good!"

Seeing many boys and girls in the venue looking at him with doubtful eyes, Zhang Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head, and walked onto the high platform built for elders in the venue.

"Hey, a rare guest!"

As soon as he came up, he heard a laugh with obvious sarcasm, "Isn't this our famous strange ninth elder? You are not usually seen recruiting disciples. How come you have time to recruit disciples today?"

The one who spoke was a man in a green robe with a pair of triangular eyes and a small face.

This is also Zhang Yun's impression of this person.

Meng Zhong, the tenth elder of Lingxian Sect.

This person is jealous and doesn't get along with his predecessor. The two entered Lingxian Sect at the same time. Both of them are geniuses in cultivation and achieved golden elixir at the age of less than 30.

But his predecessor was three months earlier than Meng Zhong.

Not only that, he also suppressed the other party in other aspects.

For example, the predecessor only took a year and a half to cultivate the same kind of combat skills, while this person took two years. The task of hunting the same kind of spiritual beast outside took the predecessor half a month, and this person took a month...

Being jealous and suppressing in this way, you can imagine the psychological state of Meng Zhong.

After learning that Zhang Yun's golden elixir was broken and his cultivation level had regressed to the foundation building stage...

Meng Zhong was the first to jump out.

It was this guy who took the lead in proposing to dethrone him from the position of elder yesterday!

"Whether I come to accept disciples or not is none of your business?"

Zhang Yun curled his lips.

"You..."

After being retorted, Meng Zhong was a little annoyed and snorted coldly: "Vulgar!"

Zhang Yun rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to him, and found his seat as the ninth elder and sat down.

"Hmph, just enjoy your time as an elder for the last time. In three months, you will not be qualified to sit here!"

Meng Zhong snorted coldly in his heart.

He came here early this morning because he expected Zhang Yun to come.

He specially arranged a new disciple who was about to join him in advance, and promoted Zhang Yun's "glorious deeds" in the circle of new disciples.

He believed that as long as the new disciples were not stupid, they would not join Zhang Yun!

After Zhang Yun arrived, other elders of Lingxian Sect also arrived one after another.

"Cry——!"

Not long after that, a crane cry was heard in the distant sky.

A white crane over two meters long flew to the venue. On the crane's back, a middle-aged man in a purple Taoist robe stood with his hands behind his back.

"It's the Sect Master! The Sect Master of Lingxian Sect is here!!"

"Is this the legendary Nascent Soul cultivator? He is indeed extraordinary!"

...

There was a commotion in the venue.

In the Xiandao Continent, the realm of cultivators starts from Qi Refining, to Foundation Building, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spiritualization, Refining Void, Combination, Mahayana...

Those who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage are already big shots.

There are only a handful of people who have reached this level in the entire Nanyun Province!

The boys and girls in the venue were full of admiration.

Zhang Yun couldn't help but exhale as he watched, with a trace of envy in his eyes.

In the Xiandao Continent, strength is respected.

If he was in the Nascent Soul stage, why would he need to worry about whether he would be deposed as an elder?

Get stronger!

He couldn't help but feel a desire in his heart.

Suddenly, his whole head shook, as if it triggered some kind of resonance. He only felt that the remnants of his previous life in his mind were completely integrated into his desire at this moment.

It was not until this moment that he felt that he had complete control over this body!

"The Immortal Master's World, open!"

At the same time, a faint voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Zhang Yun only felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then looked around, and found that he was actually in a white world.

In the surrounding void, there were balls of light floating.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Yun was confused.

But soon realized something, "Wait, this can't be... a benefit for time travelers?"

His eyes lit up.

"System?"

"Grandpa?"

"Is anyone there?"

He shouted several times in a row.

But there was no response, only balls of light in the virtual space, circling around him.

"Do I have to touch these balls of light?"

Zhang Yun frowned and tried to reach out and grab one of the balls of light.

Buzz! !

Just when he grabbed the ball of light, the whole ball of light suddenly dispersed and turned into a special energy that rushed directly into his brain.

"Get the ability, the Immortal Master's Heavenly Eye!"

Zhang Yun's mind was shocked, and he saw a paragraph of light flashing before his eyes. At the same time, the ethereal voice in his ear came again: "The next time it will be opened will be after accepting a disciple!"

Then...

He only felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, and then looked around, and he was back to the Lingxian Sect's disciple-accepting ceremony venue.

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