After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

“…Master, Master?”

"Master, it's time to wake up. Grandmaster is almost here!" Along with a gentle shaking, Lin Moran's anxious voice suddenly broke into Shu Fan's mind.

He sat up straight with a start, opened his eyes and looked to the side in the direction of the sound.

As expected! It was Lin Moran in her youthful youth.

When this girl just came of age, she was very coquettish and especially liked wearing pink dresses.

Look at this pink dress, red skirt, ruby hairpin on the head, ruby bracelet...

It’s so bright and prosperous that it looks very... festive from a distance.

In a few years, she will put it aside and replace it with a new outfit that all the female cultivators in the Piaomiao Realm will imitate.

The most beautiful woman in Piaomiao also grew up little by little from an ignorant girl...

Seeing her master standing there in a daze, Lin Moran was so anxious that she almost jumped up and down.

He reached out to grab his master's arm, trying to pull him up: "Master and Grandpa are already in the meeting hall now, Master, let's go over there quickly."

Shu Fan... Oh no, now he is Mo Zheng again.

Mo Zheng was pulled out by her and flew towards the meeting hall on his sword.

"Master, I heard from Uncle Guan that there are a lot of disciples who signed up this year, and many of them have excellent qualifications."

Her eyes rolled around, and she playfully asked, "Master, are you going to accept a junior brother or sister for me?"

Mo Zheng saw through the little girl's jealousy and teased her deliberately: "Okay. Since Xiao Ran asked, Master will go and take seventeen or eighteen of them today!"

"Your other uncles and senior brothers won't be able to receive any of them."

"By then, there will be many junior brothers and sisters to play with you and practice together." He saw the little girl pouting.

He also asked her: "Xiao Ran, do you think it is better to accept more junior brothers or more junior sisters?"

Seeing her master's eyes curved with a look of excitement, Lin Moran immediately understood and blushed, "Master, you can take as much as you want. I'm going to find Uncle Liu."

He landed lightly on the ground, put away his magic sword, and without looking back he went into the group of female disciples.

When the only female peak leader saw her, she immediately turned her gaze towards Mo Zheng and gave him a solid eye roll.

Without going over there, Mo Zheng could feel the disgust from his junior sister Liu Xingrou.

Just as I was about to grin and apologize, she turned and went in.

Mo Zheng had no choice but to tidy up his clothes and walked into the meeting hall under the gaze of everyone.

Recruitment Day is held every ten years.

In addition to the six peak masters and three elders who can be seen regularly, some elders who have devoted themselves to cultivation will also come out to join in the fun.

Mo Zheng's grandfather passed the position of headmaster to him twelve years ago.

He didn't come out to help with the screening on the last recruitment day, and the entire Zichen Sword Sect was a little surprised when he suddenly showed up today.

But Mo Zheng knew that the old master's trip was not just a spur of the moment interest.

Because the male protagonist must participate in this recruitment and become his disciple.

If the old master had not come, according to Yuan Mozheng's usual arrogant style, it would have been impossible for the male protagonist to successfully become his disciple at this moment.

(Tongzi, your scan isn’t finished yet?) Since I woke up, the system said it was going to scan the progress, but there has been no movement until now.

[Scanning in progress, no issues at the moment, please complete the task on your own.] Cracking virtual melon seeds, pretending to be busy scanning!

(Okay, you go about your business and I'll go about my own business.) Mo Zheng thought that no matter what, he still had to get through the part where he accepted the male lead as his disciple.

He walked a few steps to the old master. He called out to the old man with a ruddy complexion, a full forehead, and who looked more like his uncle, "Grandpa."

The old master was delighted to see him. He looked him over carefully and found that his cultivation had risen from the early stage of a wandering immortal to the middle stage of a true immortal. He was very satisfied.

Waving at him: "Are you here? Come here quickly, everyone is waiting for you."

Mo Zheng readily responded and walked towards the center of the crowd.

"Master, everything is ready. Shall we begin?" A simple and honest man dressed as a peak master asked Mo Zheng when he saw that everyone had arrived.

"Brother Tao, you've worked hard. Let's get started."

According to the rules of the Zichen Sword Sect, each generation has a new peak master, and the previous peak master leaves behind several promoted elders to help the next generation.

Also, because Mo Zheng's father was gifted with natural talent, he ascended to the next realm before he could succeed him.

Therefore, this generation of peak masters is the youngest in history, and is also the generation that receives the most secret support from the elders in the back mountains.

Fortunately, over the years, everyone has grown up enough to set up their own households.

The elders could just stay in the back mountain to practice in seclusion, letting the peak masters assist Mo Zheng and manage the entire Zichen Sword Sect.

It happened that the old master came out of seclusion, and many elders also came out to watch the ceremony.

Mo Zheng's unexplained lateness caused the other senior brothers who were the peak masters to be caught and questioned. No wonder Liu Xingrou rolled her eyes at him.

However, Tao Daxi didn't take it to heart at all. He gave him a reassuring smile before turning around and announcing the official start of recruitment.

Seeing this, the old headmaster leaned over to Mo Zheng's ear, his teasing tone evident: "How could you oversleep on such an important day? How can you be a headmaster...tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Mo Zheng was always shameless in front of his grandfather. He grinned widely and replied, "The six peak masters of our Zichen Sword Sect are all outstanding...it's only natural that they have bad tempers."

This remark caused the other elders to burst into laughter, and for a moment the entire meeting hall was filled with laughter and it was very lively.

Liu Xingrou sneered inwardly, thinking that the lazy senior brother was making jokes again.

Fortunately, this guy has not been lazy in his cultivation, and has never been confused when faced with major issues. He is barely a qualified headmaster, and as his junior sister, I can only bear some of the consequences.

But having her here is a bit of an eyesore.

He found an excuse to help and took his disciples to the foot of the mountain in front to watch the excitement.

As soon as she left, Mo Zheng followed her out with a large group of people.

Today is the day when the male protagonist becomes a disciple. Everyone has seen with their own eyes that it is only natural for Li Fuyi to be accepted as a direct disciple.

It wouldn't be like the original book, where the old master forced him to become his disciple.

How much gossip was caused afterwards, how much grievance did Li Fuyi and her brother suffer because of this, and how much hatred did it bring to their master Mo Zheng!

If you want to do the task well, some things need to be arranged in advance.

The last time Mo Zheng accepted a disciple, he followed the plot.

Although he did not give the old master a chance to press his head, he still sat upright in the meeting hall and waited for people to bring the seedlings in before he took the opportunity to accept Li Fuyi as his disciple.

This time he decided to take another step forward, letting everyone see for themselves the charm of the early male protagonist.

Such an inspiring and outstanding person became a disciple under the eyes of everyone, and any gossip was nipped in the bud.

Although jealousy and slander with ulterior motives cannot be completely avoided, it can at least prevent some people from being easily misled.

The grievances they suffered as siblings would also be less.

What if the kindness of the people around him could influence Li Fuyi and make him believe that there is love everywhere in the world, then he would not be so depressed as to practice the Boy Sword.

Wouldn't that be a perfect start, a victory?