Even a servant can become a great boss in the immortal world

Looking at the Lingxiao Sword in front of him, Zhang Fan was very curious.

"Flying with a sword looks so cool. Senior sister, please fly slower later," Zhang Fan whispered.

As the two stepped onto the sword, the Lingxiao Sword sank slightly, and then slowly rose into the air.

"Hold on!" Youlan shouted, and flew out in an instant, already more than 100 meters above the peak.

Looking at the soft waist of his senior sister, Zhang Fan didn't want to hug her directly. If he didn't hug her, he was afraid that she would fall.

He had no choice but to gently hold Youlan's shoulders with one hand, then closed his eyes and dared not look down.

As the speed increases, the wind also becomes stronger.

"How do you feel?" Youlan said with a smile

"The scenery is beautiful and it's so free," Zhang Fan replied with his eyes closed.

"Hold on tight," he said, and with a whoosh, the Lingxiao Sword more than doubled the speed of the two.

"Ah, ah, ah,"

Zhang Fan thought he could hold the sword steady with one hand, but he didn't expect that as soon as the sword accelerated, he was blown down by the wind.

Shouting continuously, falling rapidly like a free fall

It's over, it's over before it even started, I'm dead this time, I'm about to hit the ground, my mind is blank

A whoosh sound came from under him, and Youlan had already rushed over on her sword and caught him before landing.

"If I hadn't discovered it earlier, you would have fallen to your death. Didn't I tell you to hold on tight?" Youlan said loudly

How to explain this? I had to hold my senior sister's shoulders tightly with both hands. A faint body fragrance wafted over, and I felt refreshed instantly.

"Thank you for saving my life, Senior Sister," Zhang Fan said with a silly smile.

"When you break through the Qi Refining Stage and reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, you will be able to fly on your sword," Youlan said slowly.

Ling Xiao Sword flew eastward with the two of them.

When we were almost at the top of the Moral Peak, we saw people coming and going at the entrance of a temple in the square.

"Is that a disciple from our Daode Peak?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.

"Those are the disciples from various peaks who come in and out of the Sutra Library. There are only four of us from Daode Peak, including you," Youlan replied with a smile.

Looking at the huge Moral Peak below, countless Qiongtai buildings stand on the top of the mountain, stretching for several miles.

For the first time, Zhang Fan felt the aura of being the number one immortal cultivation sect, but he didn't understand why there were so few disciples in Daode Peak.

"Was Daode Peak very glorious before, with many disciples?" Zhang Fan asked as the Lingxiao Sword slowly fell.

"You will know it slowly in the future. Go see the master first," Youlan reminded.

The building in front of me looked a bit like a tourist attraction. There was a huge plaque hanging at the entrance of the first floor with three big characters written on it.

Hall of Morality

Youlan walked in quickly with Zhang Fan

There were many portraits and calligraphy hanging on both walls of the spacious hall. Sitting in the main hall was the elder who had closed his eyes before.

"Disciple Youlan leads fellow apprentice Zhang Fan to pay homage to Master," Youlan said seriously.

Dan Chenzi slowly opened his eyes and said, "No need to be polite."

"Let's find a place to sit down first. There are a few rules to be explained first."

Zhang Fan thought to himself that this elder didn't like him, so he found a seat by the side and sat down without looking directly at him.

"Disciple thanks Master for helping me out today," Zhang Fan said with a bow after sitting down.

"No need to thank me. I don't plan to accept menial disciples. If you can't break through to the foundation-building stage within three years, just leave on your own." Dan Chenzi's voice was cold.

"Master, what are you doing? Since my junior brother has joined our Moral Peak, he is one of us. Why are you so indifferent?" Youlan was not convinced.

Dan Chenzi rolled his eyes at her and said, "As a menial disciple, you are not allowed to live in the mountains. Go down the mountain and live in the spirit stone mining area."

"Disciple obeys your command." Although I knew that the life of a chor disciple would be miserable, I didn't expect it to be so miserable, so I had to agree first.

"I'll take my junior brother for a walk first, and then we can go down the mountain later." After saying that, Youlan pulled Zhang Fan out of the hall.

Dan Chenzi sighed, "I spoiled her."

"Sister, does Master dislike me?" Zhang Fan felt it as soon as he left the house.

"Don't worry, Master is just like that. He may appear cold on the surface, but he's actually a very nice person. Don't worry."

"What's going on with the spirit stone mine?" Zhang Fan asked again

"The nearby spirit stone mine belongs to our Taiyi Sect. The primary job of the menial disciples is to dig the spirit stone mine. As a resource for cultivation, it is distributed uniformly to each peak by the first peak," Youlan explained.

After listening to the introduction of the senior sister, Zhang Fan immediately wanted to escape.

Before I traveled through time, I was a white-collar worker. I came here to mine, and it was purely physical labor. Isn't this just a waste of time?

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my junior brother." Seeing that Zhang Fan didn't respond, Youlan continued

"Where is my senior brother? Are you easy to get along with?" Zhang Fan asked

You’ll know when you go there.

As the two got closer, Zhang Fan discovered that this building was the one he had just seen in the air, with people coming in and out continuously.

"Senior Sister, you're back. Who is this?" Zixuan was standing at the door of the Sutra Library with a smile on his face, but when he saw Youlan pulling someone, his expression suddenly changed.

"I was just about to introduce you to Zhang Fan, our new junior from Daode Peak."

"Hello, senior brother," Zhang Fan said with a bow.

Zixuan waved his hand and said, "If Master likes me, I must have at least a four-star spiritual root."

Zhang Fan scratched his head awkwardly.

Youlan saw his embarrassment

"Junior brother, you are our new disciple from Daode Peak. But it doesn't matter. If you work hard, you will be able to return to the mountain in a few years."

"What did you say? He is a menial disciple with a two-star spiritual root," Zixuan said as he took two steps back with a look of surprise.

"I don't know what Master was thinking. He actually accepted menial disciples. He didn't even want to accept me, a four-star spiritual root disciple. Isn't this bringing discredit to Daode Peak?" Zixuan continued.

Zhang Fan once again wanted to find a place to hide.

"Okay, junior brother, stop talking nonsense. There are only two of us in Daode Peak. Isn't it good to have one more junior brother now?" Youlan said.

"How can a menial disciple who doesn't live on the mountain and whom I can't even see be considered my junior brother?" Zixuan said disdainfully.

"No matter what, he is our junior fellow apprentice. It's our first meeting. As the guardian of the Sutra Library, you should give him a gift," Youlan said with a smile.

"Gift, what gift? He's a newcomer in the Qi Refining Stage. He can't learn the skills even if you give him one." Zixuan continued to mock

"Just send it off, whether it's his business or not," Youlan urged

"Then you wait, I'll go look for it." After saying that, Zixuan entered the Sutra Library.

"Don't mind me, Junior Brother. I am just like that. I am not a bad person, I just talk a lot." Youlan explained

What kind of people are these in Daode Peak? The master is like this, the senior brothers are like this, but the senior sister is better. It seems it’s better not to live on the mountain.

Zhang Fan thought to himself, still with a smile on his face.

"This is a treasure book for the Qi Refining Stage. If you work hard within three years and strive to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, you can become an outer disciple." Youlan handed over a book with a blue cover.

"Thank you for the gift, senior sister. I will study hard." Zhang Fan took the book, flipped through it, and found that it was not thick.

"Look what I found." Zixuan came out and shook a gray book in his hand.

"Dream Space, you might as well not give it to me. No one has been able to learn this book or enter it in the past 100 years," Youlan complained.

"That's not necessarily true. This technique might require a two-star level to practice. I'm not sure if I can do it, Junior Brother," Zixuan laughed.

"Thank you for the gift, Senior Brother." Zhang Fan smiled and took the book. There were four big words on it.

Dream space.

Could it be a novel? Never mind, I’ll put it away and read it slowly.

"Come on, I'll take you down the mountain before it gets dark," Youlan said helplessly.