Chapter 48

Wang Qi laughed a few times, and with a glance, he saw a piece of oval jade pendant hanging from the young man's waist. He secretly estimated its value and was startled.

The Wang family had been merchants for generations, and they also dealt in jade. Naturally, he could recognize that the jade pendant on the young man's waist was smooth and lustrous, with a natural radiance like pale sheep's milk, clearly an exquisite piece of Hetian jade. As the saying goes, "as smooth as sheep's fat," it refers to this kind of jade pendant.

So, he was also a young master from a wealthy family. He must have been spoiled by his elders, to the point of daring to fantasize about the little princess of the Dragon King of the sea.

He really didn't know his place.

The young man was slapped by Wang Qi, and he raised his head, muttering a few words unwillingly, but ultimately, he didn't want to reveal his identity and endured it. He pleaded with Wang Qi, "Elder, why don't you be my guarantor and take me to Laoshan to learn Daoism!"

Wang Qi asked curiously, "I see you're a young master. Why do you want to go to Laoshan to learn Daoism?"

The young man was taken aback for a moment. He didn't know why he wanted to learn Daoism and could only shake his head and say, "I just heard that immortals roam freely in the nine heavens without any constraints, so I want to learn immortal techniques to gain freedom."

Wang Qi didn't quite understand: "Freedom, what's that?"

The young man looked at Wang Qi, sighed, and said, "Forget it, you wouldn't understand."

Wang Qi was so angry that his eyes rolled back. He snorted, turned his back, and coldly laughed, "Even if you don't say, I understand. You just want to learn some immortal techniques and show off in the secular world. If you get some benefits, you can at least have a meal."

The young man shook his head and said, "That's not it. If I wanted money, I could have mountains of gold and silver; if I wanted to eat, anything would appear on my table. I just want to prove myself and show that I can do it on my own!"

Wang Qi was about to refuse, but suddenly Xuan Kong spoke: "Young man, you and I have a connection. Would you like to be my disciple?"

The young man's eyes lit up at these words, while Wang Qi's jaw almost dropped in surprise.

If comparing a master and a disciple, most people would think the master is more powerful. But Wang Qi knew very well that no one in the entire Laoshan Sect was more profound in Daoism than Xuan Kong.

If the old Daoist master took the young man as a disciple, Wang Qi wouldn't be surprised. After all, the old Daoist master had long wanted to expand the Laoshan Sect.

As long as someone was willing to come to Laoshan, willing to be a disciple, and was a living, breathing person, the old Daoist master would be eager to take them in.

But Xuan Kong was different. He was highly skilled and had high standards. Not even the other disciples of the Laoshan Sect could meet his standards. He didn't know how many high incense sticks his ancestors had burned to get the eldest master to take him under his wing and travel the world with him. Even though the other senior disciples often said bad things about Xuan Kong in front of the old Daoist master, they were secretly envious of the chance to be personally guided by Xuan Kong.

Wang Qi stammered, "Eldest Master, did I hear you wrong? You want to take this young master as a disciple?"

Xuan Kong nodded and said, "This young man and I have a connection." After saying that, he fell silent again. According to his calculations, this young man really had a master-disciple connection with him. However, he wasn't sure if his calculations were inaccurate or if the heavenly will was chaotic.

This master-disciple relationship was still half-shrouded in mist, vague and full of variables.

But he also calculated that if he wanted to expand the Laoshan Sect, a great opportunity would fall on this young man. Thinking of this, Xuan Kong became nervous and asked the young man again:

"Young man, you and I have a connection. Would you like to be my disciple?"

He tempted him, "I am the eldest master of the Laoshan Sect. If you become my disciple now, you will be the first disciple of my lineage, revered and worshipped by thousands of future generations." Xuan Kong had no doubt that he could achieve great things.

Who, after all, could cross over without great fortune and accomplish something earth-shattering?

His requirements weren't high; he just wanted to expand the Laoshan Sect. There was no reason he couldn't do it.

Regardless of what others thought, Xuan Kong believed in himself. He had absolute confidence. If this young man became his disciple, he would also enjoy the glory of being the first disciple of the third generation of the Laoshan Sect.

It was unclear how Xuan Kong calculated the third-generation ranking. Don't forget, he himself was only the third-generation eldest disciple in name on Laoshan.

Excluding the founder of the Laoshan Sect, Daoist One-Eyebrow, the Laoshan Sect's lineage order was: Wu, Xuan, Tong, Sheng.

His Daoist name was demoted from the "Wu" generation to the "Xuan" generation. Logically, his disciples should be in the "Tong" generation, the fourth generation. Wang Qi, standing beside him, couldn't figure out how to calculate the generation of Xuan Kong's disciples.

The young man, who originally wanted to escape the pressure at home, was naturally overjoyed to hear that Xuan Kong was willing to take him as a disciple. But he still shook his head and said, "You can't be my master; it will cause big trouble."

Xuan Kong, seeing that the young man wasn't just making excuses, raised his eyebrows and said, "What trouble? I, Xuan Kong, am never afraid of trouble. If there's trouble, we'll solve it!"

Hearing Xuan Kong's passionate words, the young man felt a glimmer of hope but still shook his head and said, "My... my father doesn't like disciples of sects." He gritted his teeth when he said "father."

Xuan Kong, curious, asked, "What does your father say about sect disciples?"

The young man said, "My... my father says that sect disciples don't engage in productive work and only know how to fight. A large part of the chaos in the world is caused by these brutes." Xuan Kong laughed heartily and said:

"Those people your father talks about are ordinary people in the secular world. We, the Laoshan Sect, are an immortal sect. Immortals travel to the North Sea in the morning and rest in the green cypress in the evening, roaming the five lakes and four seas in a day, befriending the stars in the sky and the spirits in the underworld. How joyful it is!"

Wang Qi, biting his nails, thought to himself, "Eldest Master is exaggerating a bit. I've been on Laoshan for several months, and I haven't felt any of this."

But then he thought, "Eldest Master's cultivation and power are much greater than mine. Maybe he can really do these things?" Although he thought this, Wang Qi still didn't believe that the Laoshan Sect could produce such people.

What Xuan Kong said was true. He had personally experienced every one of these things and was only promoting them to the young man. However, he was also a bit excited to see how the young man would respond.

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