Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

"Mr. Zhou, you finally came out."

Outside Bi Yao's attic, the Qingmu disciple who was responsible for receiving Zhou Yiqiao and the Seven Swordsmen who were guarding outside the door were all delighted to see him come out.

Especially the Qingmu disciples, they were shaking with excitement.

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the other party's strange state and realized that Bi Yao often played tricks on these unknown outer disciples.

"I made some deals with Senior Sister Bi, it's okay."

"Let's go. Please continue to lead the way."

Zhou Yiqiao spoke to comfort them, easing the inexplicable tension of Qingmu's disciples.

Disciple Qingmu came to his senses, as if he had been pardoned. He nodded quickly and took Zhou Yiqiao and his group away from Biyao's attic.

On the way out, disciple Qingmu secretly looked at Zhou Yiqiao, his heart full of curiosity.

Senior Sister Bi Yao is a complete little witch. She is always rude to the male disciples of the Qingmu lineage, and sometimes even beats them up.

But it was incredible that this Mr. Zhou could actually get Senior Sister Bi Yao to invite him into the attic and stay there for such a long time.

"Mr. Zhou, you and Senior Sister Biyao..."

Disciple Aoki couldn't help himself after all and asked.

Seeing that the other party was so curious, Zhou Yiqiao couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

No matter how sinister and treacherous the top management of Qinjian Villa are, and how hypocritical they are, most of the disciples in the sect still maintain their simple nature under the constraints of the rules of the righteous path.

Zhou Yiqiao had never seen anyone as straightforward as Qingmu's disciple in the Netherworld Demon Sect.

"You ask me this, aren't you afraid that Senior Sister Bi will blame you after she finds out?"

Zhou Yiqiao felt like teasing Qingmu's disciples and started jokingly.

"This...Mr. Zhou is joking."

Disciple Qingmu was stunned when he heard this, then smiled awkwardly and quickly changed the subject.

"Mr. Zhou, let's go to your residence now."

"Okay, I'm done."

Zhou Yiqiao smiled and nodded, and did not continue teasing Qingmu's disciples.

Upon seeing this, disciple Qingmu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the way.

Along the way, Zhou Yiqiao kept looking at the surrounding environment and nodded secretly in his heart.

Qinjian Villa is worthy of being the leader of the righteous sect. Not to mention that the spiritual energy in the sect is much richer than that of the Netherworld Demon Sect, the treatment given to the sect disciples alone is much better than that of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

Not only that, the architectural style within the sect also shows the good intentions of the sect’s top leaders for their disciples.

For example, the building that the three people passed by on the road was surrounded by a fourth-level spiritual bamboo called Yangxing Bamboo.

Because of this, the wood attribute spiritual power here is several times denser than other places. This is obviously to allow the disciples living here to better practice wood attribute skills.

In addition, Zhou Yiqiao also saw many spiritual plants with other attributes. They were obviously planted by the sect’s top leaders to assist disciples in their cultivation.

"The reason why the Holy Sect is called the Holy Sect is that, in addition to occupying the richest resources in the Tianchen Realm, it is also generous in using the resources, which is also the reason why the Holy Sect stands at the top of the Tianchen Realm."

Zhou Yiqiao sighed to himself.

Although the Netherworld Demon Sect is also a top force in the Tianchen Realm, the sect’s top leaders have extremely strict control over resources.

Except for a few talented disciples who are able to receive training from the sect, most disciples are self-reliant and grow up with difficulty in the competition for resources.

"Mr. Zhou, we have arrived at your residence."

While Zhou Yiqiao was secretly sighing, he had already followed behind Qingmu's disciple, passing through the corridors and around the water, and arrived at a courtyard with a very elegant charm.

At this moment, many disciples had already been waiting in the courtyard. Except for a few older disciples in blue shirts, the rest of the disciples were all in yellow clothes.

"You are..."

Zhou Yiqiao looked puzzled.

"Young Master Zhou has just arrived, and the elders are worried that it will be inconvenient for him to act in the future, so they specially selected us to come here to serve him."

A blue-shirted disciple stepped out from the crowd, bowed towards Zhou Yiqiao, and said respectfully.

"So he was sent to monitor me."

Zhou Yiqiao thought to himself.

"In that case, I will trouble you all from now on."

Zhou Yiqiao remained calm on the surface and nodded to the blue-shirted disciple.

"You are too kind, sir. It is our honor to serve you."

The blue-shirted disciple waved his hands in panic, secretly sizing up the young man in front of him.

Before this, he had heard of Zhou Yiqiao's reputation from the elders.

Feng Wuhen is not considered to be the top fighter in the sect.

But for these different disciples, it is already an unattainable existence.

Such an existence that ordinary disciples needed to look up to was easily killed by the young man in front of them. It was like a myth.

"Sir, please."

The blue-shirted disciple came to his senses, sent away the disciple who was leading the way, and led Zhou Yiqiao into the courtyard.

In the courtyard, disciples had already arranged everything.

Inside the main hall, fragrant tea had already been prepared, and several yellow-robed disciples were kneeling on cushions, pouring tea for Zhou Yiqiao.

"Master, please have some tea."

A disciple in yellow held the teacup in both hands and handed it to Zhou Yiqiao.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao nodded slightly, reached out to take the teacup, and took a sip.

"Yes, Not Bad."

"As long as you like it, sir."

Upon hearing this, the yellow-robed disciple was delighted and nodded quickly.

"Sir, this is the token given to you by the sect. Please keep it well."

At this time, the blue-shirted disciple took out a token from his arms and handed it to Zhou Yiqiao with both hands.

"Oh?"

Zhou Yiqiao raised his eyebrows, took the token and looked at it.

There were only two words "Qin Jian" engraved on the token, and other than that, there was nothing special about it.

"This token is a symbol of the sect's identity as a disciple. With this token, you can freely enter and exit any place in Qinjian Villa, even the forbidden area."

"If you encounter an emergency, you can also summon nearby disciples to rescue you."

The blue shirt disciple explained.

"I see. Thank you very much!"

Zhou Yiqiao pretended to be enlightened and smiled at the blue-shirted disciple.

"If you don't need anything else, we will take our leave!"

"We live near you. If you need anything, you can always ask us for help."

The blue-shirted disciple exchanged a few polite words and led the yellow-shirted disciple beside him away.

"As a new disciple, I am highly valued by Qinjian Villa. They are willing to give me such a valuable identity token."

Zhou Yiqiao held the token in his hand, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself.

"This is a good thing, Master."

Qi Jian sent everyone away and continued when he returned to the room.

Zhou Yiqiao put the token into his storage bag and explained with a smile.

"You are wrong. If they give me the token, they will have a reason to prevent you from entering the villa from now on."