The First Outlier of Wendao Sword Sect

"Is this even logical?"

"Is it not logical?"

"Seriously, that was just too insane..."

"I'm convinced. I'm truly convinced."

"Did you guys see that? The Demon-Slaying Sword actually listened to the Little Grand-Uncle?"

"I strongly suspect that the Little Grand-Uncle is the reincarnation of the Sword Ancestor himself."

"Beat it... The Sword Ancestor isn't even dead yet."

"Uh..."

On both banks of the long bridge, voices boiled like a tide, and discussions surged like waves.

A single word from the youth had dismissed an immortal sword?

From ancient times to the present, he was the only one.

The youth was the first person to ever scold away an immortal sword, and that auspicious beast was also the first of an external race to step into the Wendao Sword Sect.

Speculations and exclamations continued without end.

Some guessed that the Little Grand-Uncle's four years of comprehending the sword stele were not for nothing, but that he had already gained the recognition of the sect-protecting formation.

Others baselessly claimed that during the Little Grand-Uncle's trip to the Sword Mound, he had stayed for four months, but had ascended the Immortal Sword Pool on only the second day. During the remaining hundred or so days, he must have obtained some fortuitous encounter within the Sword Mound. Perhaps the Sword Mound had already chosen its master and recognized the Little Grand-Uncle as its owner, which was why the Demon-Slaying Sword listened to him.

There were even more ridiculous rumors saying that the Little Grand-Uncle was so outstanding that even the Demon-Slaying Sword was won over.

Some even said it was because the Little Grand-Uncle possessed a Sword Tower. With twelve stories and divine swords within, their divine pressure suppressed the immortal, and the Demon-Slaying Sword feared the divine swords on the Little Grand-Uncle's person, so it didn't dare to act out and chose to compromise.

In short, the speculations were wild and imaginative, yet they were somehow argued with such logic and evidence that they sounded perfectly reasonable.

Arguments and differing opinions were inevitable among them, but none could deny that the Little Grand-Uncle was incredible.

Zhang Yang stood with his arms crossed, his mouth wide open in a silly, joyous grin. "Hehe, my brother Xian's position as Sect Master is practically set in stone. Next time I go home, I can tell my old man that my brother is the Sect Master of the Wendao Sword Sect—a real iron-clad buddy. I'll tell him to speak a bit softer when he talks to me from now on. This is just too much face!"

While Lin Qianqian was happy, she lowered her eyes and murmured, "Sigh... why do you have to be so outstanding at such a young age?"

The young girl's feelings were plain for all to see.

Yao Xiaoxiao jumped for joy, circling around Elder Yao. "Ancestor, Ancestor, did you see? The Little Grand-Uncle is so amazing, truly awesome!"

Elder Yao's eyes were full of doting affection. "Slow down, don't trip."

Ruan Hao shook his head and quietly returned to the mountains with his hands behind his back, not forgetting to sigh to himself in a secluded spot, "This disciple really brings honor to his master."

The various Pavilion Elders chatted and laughed. The patriarchs looked at each other in amazement. Li Qingshan's grin was nearly reaching his ears. He had the reputation now, and he had the money. Just thinking about it made him happy.

Jiang Wanyin said, "This Little Junior Brother of ours is truly extraordinary."

Ye Xianyu narrowed her eyes and softly agreed, "Mhm, he is extraordinary. It seems that before long, I'll be able to go to the Ancestral Peak and be an idle immortal with nothing to do on the mountain."

Lei Yunche gave a fair assessment: "He's stronger than me."

Lin Fengmian spoke with kind eyes, "The student surpasses the master, and the new generation replaces the old..."

Yao Xiqiao's words were somewhat cryptic. "I heard he could save that girl Xiaoxiao. Originally, I didn't believe it, but now, I'm at least fifty percent sure."

The cheers continued and the noise did not cease as the youth led Lu Yuan across the head of the Longevity Bridge. Lu Yuan reverted to his human form and tied the ribbon back over his eyes.

As they reached the heaven-connecting stone stele before the mountain gate, Xu Xian said warmly, "Go ahead. Just as I said, place your hand against the sword stele to gain its recognition. You will then be the first non-human disciple in the history of our Wendao Sword Sect, essentially making history."

Lu Yuan gave a soft affirmative. Without the slightest hesitation, under the gaze of thousands, he approached the stone stele. He reached out and touched it.

As a wisp of sword aura entered his body and was planted in his dantian, it symbolized that Lu Yuan had become a disciple of the Wendao Sword Sect. From the moment he touched the stone stele, the cause was set. Lu Yuan knew that his already extraordinary future was destined to become even more blurred and mysterious because of this. However, since he was here, he would make the best of it.

The figures of several patriarchs vanished one after another. Li Qingshan quietly appeared in the square and whispered into Xu Xian's ear, "The Sect Master wants you to take him to the Peach Blossom Immortal Abode."

"Alright."

"Don't forget to ask her for the money."

"Got it!"

Xu Xian picked up Lu Yuan and rode the wind straight toward the mountain peak, not forgetting to cup his fists toward the disciples all over the mountain, offering a slight smile.

Xu Xian left. The auspicious beast departed. The disciples on the mountain left in pairs or groups, their conversations still centered on what had happened.

The Elder in charge of recording the sect's history dipped his brush in ink and wrote a line in the Immortal Pavilion Register:

[Year 34,683 of the Immortal Calendar. Little Grand-Uncle Xu Xian permitted the auspicious beast to cross the Longevity Bridge. The Demon-Slaying Sword appeared and gave its tacit consent. One more person added to the sect; name: Lu Yuan.]

A few brief words, occupying a single line.

The Pavilion Elders returned, and the Guest Elders went back. The disciples scattered like the wind.

Xu Xian brought Lu Yuan to the Peach Blossom Immortal Abode, where Ye Xianyu had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. Lu Yuan didn't enter the gate; he simply squatted at the entrance without saying a word.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm not going in. I'll wait for you here."

"Huh?"

"I'm allergic to women."

Xu Xian was speechless and didn't bother to argue, thinking that this fellow might be wary of his Senior Sister. After all, at the Spirit Elixir City, Ye Xianyu had held the Yellow Spring Burial and returned with the head of a beast god within an hour. Since Lu Yuan was also a beast, it was normal for him to be afraid.

Xu Xian ignored him and let him be, entering the courtyard alone. "Senior Sister, why did you call for me?"

Ye Xianyu glanced toward the courtyard gate and asked, "Where's that little elk?"

Xu Xian sat down in front of her and shrugged. "He said he's allergic to women and refuses to come in no matter what."

Ye Xianyu rolled her eyes. "He's afraid of me, isn't he?"

"Probably."

"I don't eat people," Ye Xianyu said.

Xu Xian said flatly, "He's not a person either."

Ye Xianyu was momentarily stunned, then her eyebrows arched. "True. Forget it, never mind him. I'm in a hurry to get back to the Demon Suppression Abyss, so I won't beat around the bush. I'll make this short."

Xu Xian listened intently.

Ye Xianyu got straight to the point. Since the auspicious beast had entered the mountain gate, according to the sect's rules, he was a disciple of the sect and should be treated equally. She said that while Lu Yuan was indeed an auspicious beast with unparalleled talent that no one could surpass, it was likely that no one in the sect would be willing to take such a fellow as a disciple. She wanted Xu Xian to teach him on her behalf.

She added that Xu Xian was now in the soul transformation stage, and although he hadn't been in the sect for long, his seniority allowed him to establish his own lineage. Since Xu Xian was the one who brought him into the sect, he would be registered under Xu Xian's name. As for whether Xu Xian wanted to take him as a disciple or treat him as a brother, that was Xu Xian's own business; she wouldn't interfere.

She also said that although Lu Yuan had just entered the sect and should normally go to the Sword Mound to obtain a sword, he was a beast and his realm was too high, so this matter would be temporarily waived. Xu Xian naturally agreed, even joking that since Lu Yuan didn't practice the sword, it didn't matter.

Ye Xianyu continued, saying that since he was already in the sixth-rank beast king stage, he should light a soul lamp and place it on the second floor of the Immortal Pavilion; he shouldn't forget that. Xu Xian said he would take him to handle it.

Ye Xianyu explained many things, all of which were trivial matters. The Immortal Pavilion, the Dao Pavilion, the identity token, eating, dressing, living, traveling...

Xu Xian's head began to throb from listening, and he couldn't help but interrupt, "Wait, Senior Sister, can we just get to the main point?"

Ye Xianyu replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "I am talking about the main point."