Duan Zhengchun transmigrates to Yin Zhiping

"How did his practice go last night? Did it go smoothly?"

As Xiaolongnu gazed in the direction Duan Zhengchun had left, she asked softly.

"It should go smoothly. I got up to check on her last night and found Wushuang inside, asleep on the table."

"I was afraid of disturbing that kid Yin Zhiping, so I didn't go in and went straight back to sleep."

Grandma Sun hesitated for a moment before slowly answering.

"It seems that girl is very dependent on him."

Little Dragon Girl watched two bees slowly flying past her and said something thoughtfully.

"She's still young. After all, Yin Zhiping saved her whole family, so it's right for her to be grateful."

Grandma Sun nodded and said something.

Little Dragon Girl withdrew her gaze, turned around and slowly walked towards the ancient tomb, but after taking only a few steps she suddenly stopped and hesitated, saying, "Grandma Sun, did you hear any strange noises last night?"

Granny Sun thought for a moment, puzzled, and asked, "No, what's wrong? What did you hear, young lady?"

"I don't know, maybe I misheard."

Little Dragon Girl shook her head, said nothing more, and walked straight into the ancient tomb.

She didn't know when it started, but her heart was suddenly filled with anticipation. She no longer found life in the ancient tomb boring and dull, and her heart was always full of expectation.

The reason she asked Granny Sun to tell Duan Zhengchun that he could practice his skills on the Jade Bed for three days was so that she could see Duan Zhengchun every day.

She found herself thinking about him from time to time, and even dreaming about him.

She had never experienced this feeling before; it was novel and she cherished it.

Having grown up in an ancient tomb since childhood, she has almost forgotten all emotions and desires. She can remain calm in the face of anything and anyone, and she can disregard everything, even life and death.

But since he appeared, it seems like everything has changed.

...

Duan Zhengchun had just returned to the Quanzhen Sect when he discovered a large group of people gathered outside the main hall of Chongyang Palace. He frowned and hurriedly headed towards the back garden before anyone noticed him.

"Brother Yin?!"

But before he could take a few steps, Guo Jing's voice came from not far away.

Duan Zhengchun hurriedly stopped, a bitter look flashing across his face, and awkwardly walked to the edge of the crowd.

"Where have you been so early in the morning?"

Qiu Chuji glanced at Duan Zhengchun, whose trouser legs were soaked with dew, and asked in confusion.

"Ah, uh... practicing martial arts! The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is at its peak in the early morning, making it the perfect time to practice!"

Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then answered with a smile.

"Brother Yin is indeed diligent; no wonder he has such skills at such a young age! If my nephew can be like Brother Yin in the future, then I will be at ease!"

Guo Jing nodded approvingly and couldn't help but praise him.

Duan Zhengchun forced a smile and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Why are so many people gathered here?"

Guo Jing smiled and said, "I'm leaving now. Since my nephew has become a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, my wish has been fulfilled. I'll be going back now."

Duan Zhengchun nodded without saying anything more. He turned to look at Yang Guo, who was standing silently to the side, and found that Yang Guo looked listless.

"Please wait, everyone. I'll take my leave now."

Guo Jing then bid farewell to everyone and left.

After seeing Guo Jing off, Duan Zhengchun went straight back to the backyard, intending to catch up on some sleep. He had exhausted himself the night before and needed a good night's rest.

Logically, disciples in the sect should have morning lessons and practice skills together every day, but given his skill level, Qiu Chuji exempted him from these duties after he returned from the Western Regions.

"Senior Brother Yin, where did you go last night?"

As Lin Zhiyuan prepared to rush to his morning class, he watched Duan Zhengchun walk straight into his room and asked him a question out of curiosity.

Since he moved into the back garden, Lin Zhiyuan also moved in to keep him company, so whether he was there or not, Lin Zhiyuan would definitely be the first to know.

"Don't ask! Come back to me this afternoon, I have something important to discuss with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun slammed the door shut.

Lin Zhiyuan scratched his head in confusion and immediately headed to the training ground.

...

After waking up from his afternoon nap, Duan Zhengchun sat at the table eating the lunch that Lin Zhiyuan had brought him, remaining silent the whole time.

The food was still entirely vegetarian, with no meat in sight, and there was no alcohol either.

Since returning to the Quanzhen Sect, he dared not openly carry wine with him anymore. Qiu Chuji, that old man, had a very keen nose, and it would be difficult to explain if he were discovered.

Lin Zhiyuan stood quietly to the side, a hint of doubt in his eyes, waiting for Duan Zhengchun to speak, wondering what important matter Duan Zhengchun wanted to discuss with him.

"Do you want to be the next leader of the Quanzhen Sect?"

After a long while, Duan Zhengchun finally put down his chopsticks and spoke, but his words startled Lin Zhiyuan so much that he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Yin, are you kidding me? How could I possibly be sect leader material?"

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Duan Zhengchun with a wry smile and waved his hands repeatedly, thinking that Duan Zhengchun was just joking with him.

"I was serious."

Duan Zhengchun looked up at Lin Zhiyuan and said, word by word.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun's expression, Lin Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, and the doubt between his brows became even more obvious. He asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly say that, Senior Brother? Everyone knows that you are the next sect leader in Master's heart."

"Ever since you returned from the Western Regions, many people in the sect have started to think that way. What merit do I have? Even if you let me take the position, my master and senior uncles would not agree."

"Besides, even if you don't want to be it, there are other senior brothers, especially the eldest senior brother. You two are the most promising candidates. Even if it's the eldest senior brother's turn, it won't be my turn."

In the end, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. He had never thought of such a good thing, because it was simply impossible.

"Anyone can be the next leader, but Zhao Zhijing is not an option! If he really becomes the leader, the Quanzhen Sect will be finished, let alone flourish!"

"If you are willing, I will personally teach you martial arts from today onwards, first making you the chief disciple, and then gradually leading you to the position of sect leader!"

"If anyone tries to stop this, I will personally intervene. If you want to, no one can stop you! I said it!"

Duan Zhengchun looked at Lin Zhiyuan and said firmly, his face serious.

Lin Zhiyuan swallowed hard in surprise, looking at Duan Zhengchun in disbelief, and hesitated before asking, "Senior brother, may I ask you why you are so reluctant to become the sect leader?"

For him, becoming the sect leader was the highest honor of being a disciple of the Quanzhen Sect. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he dared not even think about it.

Duan Zhengchun slowly got up and walked to the door. Looking at the clear sky and white clouds in the distance, he said calmly, "I have never been a law-abiding person. You know what rules I have broken. If my master finds out about these things, he will never let me become the sect leader."

"No one else would agree to let someone who ignores the rules and regulations and does whatever they want sit in the position of sect leader! Perhaps, I will leave the Quanzhen Sect sooner or later."

“But I don’t want to disappoint Master. I know he hopes the next sect leader will come from among his disciples, and among all the disciples, besides me, you are the only one with this opportunity.”

"Although your chances seem so slim right now that they're practically nonexistent, as long as I lend you a hand, the position of sect leader will definitely be yours!"

"Are you willing?"

As he finished speaking, Duan Zhengchun slowly turned to look at Lin Zhiyuan, his eyes full of anticipation.

He longed for his former self and didn't want to be confined to Zhongnan Mountain for the rest of his life, having to think about the entire Quanzhen Sect in everything he did; that would be too exhausting.

He also admired the carefree attitude of Hong Qigong and Dugu Qiubai, who roamed the martial world freely, so he never intended to become the leader of the Quanzhen Sect from the beginning.

Moreover, he had too many women he couldn't let go of, and the first precept of the Quanzhen School was to abstain from lust!

He can't.

However, he also could not easily give up on the Quanzhen Sect, after all, this was where his rebirth began, and that old man Qiu Chuji had treated him well.

So he had long ago made this plan, wanting to make Lin Zhiyuan the chief disciple, and in time, have him take the position of sect leader.

Although Cui Zhifang is a good person, he is, after all, a disciple of Wang Chuyi, and may not be of the same mind as him. Moreover, his martial arts skills are not up to par, and his comprehension is also insufficient.

Although Lin Zhiyuan's current strength is not as good as Zhao Zhijing and Cui Zhifang, he has good talent. If he cultivates diligently, his martial arts skills will surely surpass those two one day!

He doesn't teach apprentices, but he knows how to make someone strong!

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