Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 613: Will You Accept It?
"So it's a senior from the Moon Shadow Sect, no wonder."
The two Blade Sect disciples immediately bowed to Chen Huaian.
There was nothing to doubt.
His strength was clearly evident.
More importantly, who would dare impersonate a cultivator from the Moon Shadow Sect? Especially impersonating a Supreme Elder whose cultivation realm was at least Void Shattering? Did they really think these great cultivators lacked celestial senses?
"Since you have a senior from the Moon Shadow Sect as your witness, we won't inspect your True Essence."
The Blade Sect disciples respectfully cupped their hands and then retreated to their previous positions.
At this moment, the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect Leader and several elders still hadn't processed what was happening.
But one thing was clear.
Chen Huaian was definitely a cultivator.
And his status among cultivators was extremely high!
The Blade Sect was already their worshipped big daddy.
It was hard to imagine how formidable this being, who even Blade Sect disciples revered, must be.
"Senior's visit brings great honor to our Dragon Tiger Sword Sect. We haven't properly hosted you yet, what do you think..." The old sect leader forced a smile, his face full of flattery.
"Unnecessary. This old man came to the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect solely to take Luo Chenxi away." Chen Huaian snorted coldly. "This child Luo Chenxi has excellent talent, yet you were blind, actually making her a miscellaneous disciple?"
"Even letting some worthless trash lead a group of miscellaneous disciples to bully her?"
"How ridiculous!"
"This Venerable One will take her back to the Moon Shadow Sect to teach her immortal cultivation methods. All of you, disperse!"
Chen Huaian couldn't be bothered with further words. With a sweep of his sleeve, he vanished from everyone's sight along with Luo Chenxi.
The area before the small wooden hut remained quiet for a long time.
Only after Chen Huaian had been gone for quite a while did the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect Leader cautiously ask, "You two esteemed ones, who exactly was that senior just now..."
"Don't ask." The Blade Sect disciple slightly frowned. "With your status, you're not qualified to know that venerable one's origins. Let's just say your Dragon Tiger Sword Sect had bad luck, missing out on a great opportunity. What a pity." Ȓ₳𝐍𝖔ꞖÈS̩
"That girl had cultivation talent. Since she caught the eye of a Moon Shadow Sect elder, her aptitude must be extraordinary. Unfortunately, your mortal eyes couldn't recognize true gold, and you didn't treat her well. Otherwise, your Dragon Tiger Sword Sect might have truly had a chance to step into the cultivation world and become a cultivation sect."
"Ah?!" The Dragon Tiger Sword Sect Leader's face turned pale as if mourning his own parents.
His Dragon Tiger Sword Sect had to provide blade-forging materials to the Blade Sect every year.
These materials were painstakingly mined by their disciples from the mountains.
The ore was extremely hard—an inner disciple working at full capacity could only fill one basket per day at most.
In the jianghu, they were the famous Dragon Tiger Sword Sect, feared even by top-tier experts. But in the eyes of Blade Sect cultivators, they were just a group of miners, manual laborers.
Why did they humble themselves so much before the Blade Sect? Wasn't it precisely for the chance to one day become the Blade Sect's subsidiary sect?
They didn't even dare think about drinking the soup when the Blade Sect ate meat.
Even the scraps of cultivation resources and techniques casually leaked by the Blade Sect were considered blessings to them.
To achieve this goal, the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect Leader had struggled for decades, aging from a middle-aged man to a small old man.
Seeing that his generation couldn't move the Blade Sect, he had already prepared for the next generation to continue being miners for the Blade Sect.
Now he was being told they originally had a chance to connect with the even more powerful Moon Shadow Sect, and this opportunity had slipped right through their fingers?!
The Dragon Tiger Sword Sect Leader was so enraged he saw black spots, nearly failing to catch his breath.
"Who!"
He supported his swaying body with his sword, his fierce gaze fixed on Steward Wang and the several miscellaneous disciples collapsed at the hut entrance.
"It was you! Damnable things, have you forgotten the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect's rules?"
"Bullying fellow disciples is forbidden! Steward Wang, as a steward you actually committed offenses against clear rules? When Luo Chenxi entered the sect, why didn't she come before this old man's eyes? You didn't even care about her talent and assigned her as a miscellaneous disciple? You have some nerve!"
"I'm innocent, sect leader! There's no such thing!" Facing imminent disaster, Steward Wang could only pale and make excuses: "We tested her aptitude—she had none at the time. Neither she nor that batch of disciples had any talent. We thought you were in seclusion every day, so we didn't disturb you..."
This old sect leader had good memory and quickly sorted out the cause and effect.
When Dragon Tiger Sword Sect disciples entered, their talent had to be tested.
The test results all had to pass through his inspection to avoid missing talented individuals from poor backgrounds.
Another reason the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect had long failed to keep up with the Blade Sect was that they had never provided the Blade Sect with a single talented disciple.
If they could provide even one disciple, without the Blade Sect needing to do anything, that disciple would naturally repay their old sect to some extent after completing their training.
Therefore, he had always been very attentive to these matters.
But due to his advanced age, he couldn't fully control everything within the sect.
Luo Chenxi was delicately beautiful—clearly Steward Wang had harbored wicked intentions, wanting to forcibly possess her while fearing she might have talent.
So he colluded with other sect deacons, assigning Luo Chenxi as a miscellaneous disciple without even testing her aptitude.
Steward Wang was specifically in charge of managing miscellaneous disciples.
Wouldn't Luo Chenxi be completely under his control?
He couldn't imagine how much suffering and harassment Luo Chenxi had endured after entering the sect.
She was a genius!
A genius who could catch the eye of a great Moon Shadow Sect cultivator, an opportunity for the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect to become a cultivation sect!
Ruined just like that by Steward Wang!
The small old man trembled with rage, nearly vomiting blood.
"Guards!" He pointed at Steward Wang and roared, "Drag this stupid pig away and slice him into a thousand pieces! Have the Enforcement Hall elder personally interrogate him to see how many people he colluded with and how many disciples he harmed!"
"Spare me! Sect leader, have mercy!"
No matter how Steward Wang pleaded.
He was ultimately dragged away like a dead dog by two Dragon Tiger Sword Sect disciples.
"And these worthless things, throw them all out of the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect!"
The old sect leader also pointed at those miscellaneous disciples who had bullied Luo Chenxi.
After venting his anger, he leaned on his long sword, panting, his figure hunched, seeming to age ten years in an instant.
"I've made a fool of myself before you two esteemed ones."
He forced a bitter smile: "This old man failed to manage the sect properly, allowing much corruption to fester within. If I had rooted out these parasites earlier, perhaps I would have encountered disciples with cultivation talent sooner, and the Dragon Tiger Sword Sect could have become a cultivation sect earlier... Ah, such is fate..."
"It's not too late to mend the fold after the sheep are lost." The Blade Sect disciple nodded solemnly. "Proper sect management is the foundation of a sect's strength."
"Our Blade Sect sends disciples to inspect every year not to amuse ourselves, but to see if your sect meets the standards for a subsidiary sect. Clearly, you're not ready yet."
"Our visit ends here today. We won't stay longer."
With that, the two Blade Sect disciples turned and flew away on their blades.
The old sect leader stood under the phoenix tree, regret surging in his heart.
He beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighing incessantly.
Just then, the mysterious great cultivator who had just left with Luo Chenxi unexpectedly returned.
"This Venerable One has an opportunity here. Will you accept it?"
Chen Huaian went straight to the point.
Though this point was overwhelmingly monumental.
His words alone nearly made the old sect leader's legs give out and kneel on the ground.