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60: Chapter 60 If not now, when?

"Su Mo, I will go talk to Master and ask her to accept you into the Sect."

Luo Qingxue suddenly spoke, a flash of concern appearing in her eyes.

She had already been accepted as a Personal Disciple by Elder Yuehua of the Xuan Nv Sect.

Elder Yuehua was not just an Outer Sect Elder in the Xuan Nv Sect, but a powerful figure in charge of the Sect's resource planning.

Getting Su Mo into the Xuan Nv Sect would only take a word from her.

"Are you trying to keep me?" Su Mo teased.

Hearing this, Luo Qingxue glared at Su Mo, embarrassed and annoyed: "What nonsense are you spouting? I am just... I am just repaying you for saving my life. Don't overthink it."

"Besides, we both came from the same place, and you are young, so it is only right that I take care of you."

"Is that so? Then I will accept your good intentions, but let us owe the debt of saving my life for now. When you become successful in the future, I will come to collect."

Su Mo blinked, smiling like a cunning fox.

Having spent so much time with Su Mo, Luo Qingxue had realized that he was as stubborn as an ox regarding certain things, and neither soft nor hard tactics could change his mind.

She sighed helplessly, took a jade pendant from her waist, and stuffed it into Su Mo's hand: "Take this. If you run into trouble in the future, come to the Xuan Nv Sect to find me."

The warm jade pendant in his hand made Su Mo pause.

This was the second person in this world to give him a jade pendant; the first one had been given by his biological mother.

Su Mo rubbed the exquisite phoenix pattern on the jade pendant and discovered that one side was engraved with the character 'Luo' and the other with the character 'Xue'.

His heart stirred slightly: "Is this jade pendant a token of love..."

"Shut up!" Luo Qingxue pressed her hand over Su Mo's mouth, gritting her teeth as she said.

"If you spout nonsense again, I will take it back!"

"Keep it safe. If you break it, I won't let you off!"

A month passed in a flash.

The plaza of the Immortal Fate Conference became empty again as each Sect departed one after another with their newly recruited Disciples.

Standing at the edge of the plaza, Su Mo watched the departing flying boat of the Xuan Nv Sect and helplessly placed the jade pendant into his waist pouch, putting it together with his 'Su' jade pendant.

"Junior Brother, it is time for us to go." Lu Yifa's lecherous voice came from behind him, his tone filled with impatience.

Su Mo turned around to see Lu Yifa standing with several young men he had never met, all of whom wore expressions of strange excitement.

"Coming." Su Mo replied, putting on an equally 'excited' expression.

"Hurry up, Junior Brother!" Lu Yifa waved enthusiastically.

"The Deacon said that if we are any later, we will miss the Disciple Induction Ceremony!"

The group excitedly rushed to the wooden house and found a medium-sized flying boat, white with a greenish tint, parked in front of it. It was more than a circle smaller than the flying boats of the three top-tier Sects.

When they boarded the deck, it was already packed with people. A rough count revealed over two hundred, making the already small flying boat appear even more crowded.

Su Mo had not expected so many people to be blinded by the so-called "high treatment and good benefits" of the Xuan Yin Sacred Sect.

The flying boat slowly rose into the sky, and after passing through the clouds, it began to accelerate. The scenery around them retreated rapidly, its speed much faster than his own current speed.

There was only one room on the flying boat, which was likely where the Deacon lived.

The rest of the people were crowded on the deck without even a place to sleep; they had to eat, drink, and relieve themselves on the deck.

What was even more bizarre was that whenever night fell, one Disciple would disappear for no reason, and everyone else turned a blind eye to it.

Finally, after flying non-stop for half a month, the flying boat began to descend.

Su Mo leaned over the railing to look at the landing spot.

Surrounded by mountains was a lake of emerald green water. The scenery was stunning, but there was not a trace of a Sect to be seen.

The flying boat landed on the surface of the lake but continued to sink. It looked as if it was about to submerge past the gunwales and enter the cabin.

The crowd exclaimed in anxiety, but the Deacon in the room showed no intention of coming out.

The lake water gradually rose to everyone's necks, and the shorter ones had already started flailing.

Just as Su Mo was about to flap his wings and fly away, he suddenly heard a "pop" sound.

It was as if they had entered another world. The lake water had vanished, replaced by a massive plaza surrounded by nine giant white bone pillars.

There were already many people standing on the plaza—at a rough glance, nearly a thousand. Everyone was looking around excitedly, their faces brimming with anticipation for the future.

Before long, everyone disembarked from the flying boat and gathered on the plaza.

"Cough, cough... Junior Brother Jiang, you have brought quite a lot of immortal seedlings this time." The man who approached was pale and looked sickly, coughing into a handkerchief from time to time.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you flatter me. I just had a bit of luck this time; I cannot compare to you, Senior Brother."

Senior Brother Zhang withdrew his handkerchief, which was stained with black blood, and swept his gaze over the crowd.

"I wonder how long these Junior Brothers will last..."

Before he could finish speaking, five people appeared on the high platform of the plaza.

What surprised Su Mo was that these five people embodied all the characteristics of tall, short, fat, thin, male, female, old, and young.

From left to right, there was a charming woman in sheer gauze who could faintly be seen through, a bizarre child sitting on the shoulders of a burly man with three heads and two arms, a gaunt old man leaning on a black banner, a fat man whose stomach took up most of his body, and a young girl with bugs crawling out of her pupils.

"Welcome, five Elders!" Senior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Jiang, and all the veteran Disciples immediately knelt on the ground, their voices filled with awe.

"The quality of the Disciples this time is quite good; there are even a few with Medium Grade Spiritual Roots."

"Giggle, giggle... This tender-skinned Young Master is mine~" The charming woman pointed to a delicate-looking youth in the crowd.

"This old man wants the one with the Fire Spiritual Root. My Five Elements Great Array within the Myriad Soul Banner is just missing one Fire Spiritual Root."

The gaunt old man's black banner trembled slightly, and twisted human faces constantly appeared and disappeared on the surface of the banner.

"You have all picked the good ones, so I must take a few more." The fat man patted his massive stomach and said in a muffled voice.

The girl with double pupils did not speak, just staring straight at the Disciples below.

"Is it really okay for us to do this? The Sect Master is still in secluded meditation and has not come out yet." The child riding on the three-headed, two-armed figure suddenly spoke.

"You say that now, but I didn't see you being slow when you were picking people earlier!" The charming woman snorted.

"But since the Sect Master hasn't come out, shouldn't we leave some for him?" The fat man stopped patting his belly.

"How about we let the Disciples choose for themselves? When the Sect Master asks later, we will just say it was their own choice..."

"Hey, Xue Tao, you have finally come up with a good idea." The child riding on the three-headed, two-armed figure clapped and laughed: "Let's do that!"

The gaunt old man and the insect-eyed girl also nodded in agreement.

"Disciples, is there anyone willing to join This servant in pursuing the path of eternal life? You may come to my side. I only need two hundred people~"

The charming woman landed on the plaza first, her sheer gauze fluttering in the wind, revealing glimpses of snowy white skin.

The new Disciples were immediately restless, and some could not wait to push through the crowd and run toward the woman.

Most of these people had Low Grade Spiritual Roots, and if they entered other Sects, they would be destined for the bottom tier.

Unlike now, where there was even a beautiful Elder to personally teach them. If not now, when!

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