1112: C1112 Old Child

C1112 Old Child

After receiving the news from the Sect Chief, Hao Zizai's face immediately turned into a smile. He waved at Ye Bufan and said, "Kid, your luck has come. The Sect Chief and the elders have agreed to let you join the sect."

"Ah! Many thanks, Sect Master, elders, and Senior Hao. " Ye Bufan jumped up from the ground happily and bowed in the direction of the cliff. Then, he solemnly bowed to Hao Zizai, thanking him for his kindness.

"Alright, alright. Get up." Hao Zizai received a bow from Ye Bufan and pulled him up. He said, "You will be a disciple of Heart Sword Sect from now on. When you acknowledge me as your master... We will have to change the way we address each other. It's hard to say whether you will address me as your senior granduncle in the future. Call me Uncle."

As he spoke, Hao Zizai started laughing loudly, as if he felt that the change in the way he addressed him was rather interesting.

Ye Bufan rolled his eyes, thinking in his heart, As expected of an old child, his smile is really low.

"Then what about me now?" Ye Bufan asked Hao Zizai.

"Oh. Oh, now, play chess with me!" Hao Zizai had laughed enough and said something that almost drove Ye Bufan crazy.

However, since he was already a disciple of Heart Sword Sect, Ye Bufan naturally wouldn't dare to disobey the orders of the elder. Although this elder was very unreliable, he was still an elder.

Therefore, he could only play chess with Hao Zizai sadly at the side of the square. After that, he watched as more and more cultivators came out of the formation and continued watching the battle between the two cultivators. The third round of the examination was about to begin.

Although the third stage of the test was called actual combat, it didn't mean that only the victor could become a disciple of the Heart Sword Sect. Even if they failed, they might still be accepted into the sect, such as Hsing Wudao.

He was defeated by Ye Bufan in the middle of the battle, and even shouted that he wasn't convinced before he fainted. However, the potential of his divine soul was still very good. It was just that he lacked combat experience. Therefore, he was accepted into the sect.

Perhaps he didn't lack the experience of fighting Sense Stage cultivators under normal circumstances, but he lacked the experience of fighting an opponent like Ye Bufan.

The warriors who came after Hsing Wudao were also extraordinary. Each of them had their own unique characteristics, especially one of them was a cold and elegant lady. The fact that his Divine Sense turned out to be the famous Autumn Water startled Hao Zizai. According to him, even the sect master and the elders did not expect this.

A famous sword was not something that only existed now. Before the three worlds merged, there was already such a saying.

However, after the three worlds merged, all the famous swords disappeared. Just when the cultivators were feeling regretful, a cultivator with Spiritual Sense who was a famous sword suddenly appeared, causing a wave of people to search for the famous sword with Spiritual Sense.

Many people spent a lot of time and energy, and in the end, other than the only Sword Cultivator Warrior, no other Sword Cultivator Warrior was found, and this wave of people fell.

Who would have thought that there would be such a Sword Cultivator warrior in the Recruiting Conference, a disciple of the Heart Sword Sect? How could this not make the upper echelons of the Heart Sword Sect excited?

After all, the Sword Cultivator warrior who appeared before them had finally become a Yang God. However, he had completely disappeared during the process of breaking through to the God King Realm. It was unknown whether he had failed or he had successfully left this world.

Even so, it was enough to make everyone in the Heart Sword Sect attach great importance to him.

After all, the sect master of the Heart Sword Sect was only at the second level of the Transcendence Realm. He was still far away from the Yang God Realm.

How could they not be pleasantly surprised when a disciple who was destined to become the Yang God appeared? At the same time, he was treading on thin ice?

Regardless of whether this disciple died prematurely, was snatched away by another sect, or assassinated, it would be an irreparable loss to Heart Sword Sect, and it would deal a heavy blow to them.

Therefore, after discovering the name of the Sword Cultivator warrior, the Sect Master flew over with the elders. Then, he brought the girl called Han Yue back to the back mountain of Heart Sword Sect.

According to Hao Zizai, the most important place in the Heart Sword Sect wasn't the buildings on the mountaintop. It was a few palaces on the back mountain, which were protected by layers of formations. There was also the super demon seal guarding the Tianyuan Continent, even if the Yang God came. It's hard to break through the defense in a short period of time.

With the appearance of Cold Moon, Ye Bufan, who had caused a dispute earlier, was no longer in their eyes. He was instantly forgotten by all the elders. Of course, Hao Zizai wasn't an independent elder. In fact, Ye Bufan doubted whether this elder's name was true or not. He only had his name on it.

The influence of Cold Moon wasn't just limited to this. In order to protect such a good seedling, the sect master and elders naturally had to give their all. They wouldn't have the time to care about the third round of the exam anymore.

In their eyes, a Cold Moon could be compared to thousands of other disciples. No matter how outstanding or how much potential he had, could he be compared to a Sword Cultivator warrior?

Before taking Cold Moon away, the sect master had already announced that Hao Zizai would be in charge of the third round. From this, it could be seen that Hao Zizai's title as an elder was a bit exaggerated. It was not his place to do important things. The rest of the matters were his.

This was his life of toil.

Ye Bufan sympathized with Hao Zizai, so he patiently accompanied him to kill a few more rounds.

Of course, because of the appearance of Cold Moon, he was no longer the focus of attention. This made him happy. Perhaps this was also one of the reasons why he was willing to play chess with Hao Zizai, this stinky chess mess?2

Without the sect master and elders watching from above, they had a good relationship with Hao Zizai. This time, Ye Bufan could be considered to have had a good time. He began to criticize every cultivator who passed the second stage and participated in the third stage. He had finally gotten through the addiction of complaining. Of course, he had also seen a lot of strange psychic powers. He had learned a lot about the abilities of his future brothers and sisters. He had made a plan in his heart. He had calculated that if he were to fight them, he would use offensive and defensive methods.

The third stage of the test lasted for three days. Ye Bufan followed Hao Zizai and watched for three days.

When all 300 disciples were finally recruited, Ye Bufan remembered most of the cultivators' abilities and what they looked like with their Divine Sense.

Originally, according to the rules set by the original plan, the sect masters and elders had to watch the actual combat content of the third stage. It was good to have a direct understanding of each disciple and then use this understanding. To choose the disciples that they liked, as well as those that were suitable for them.

After the elders had finished selecting the disciples, they would pass the remaining disciples that had not been selected to Zuo Bo, who was of the same generation as him, as disciples.

In the end, if anyone else wanted them, they could only be forcefully assigned to the nine divisions as servants.

Of course, servants could also continue to cultivate and obtain the support of cultivation techniques. However, there would be a limit to the supply of resources, and no one would personally guide and impart experience. They could only rely on themselves to explore. If it wasn't for a genius or a fortuitous encounter... It was almost impossible for them to make a name for themselves.

Unfortunately, his plan was not as quick as the sudden appearance of a Sword Cultivator Warrior. It attracted the attention of all the elders, whether it was the Sect Master or the elders. They all joined in to protect Han Yue and fight for the teaching rights of Han Yue. They didn't pay attention to the other disciples according to the plan, so all of a sudden... The process of selecting disciples couldn't be carried on anymore.

Not to mention the elders selecting disciples, they were all focused on making Han Yue their disciple. They didn't care about the other disciples at all.

That was the truth. No matter who the other cultivators were, they didn't care. No matter what the spiritual will they sensed was, could it be compared to Han Yue, who was a famous sword, no matter how good it was? Since they couldn't be compared, they might not even be on the same level. Then, they would have to fight for Cold Moon's teaching rights first, and then deal with the other disciples.

Fortunately, there was still an elder like Hao Zizai. He was afraid of trouble anyway. He wouldn't even care if Cold Moon was his disciple. Therefore, the other disciples didn't fall into disorder under his arrangement. Otherwise, the Heart Sword Sect would have a hard time reforming the Recruiting Conference. It might become a typical case of failure.

Those who passed the test and became a disciple of the Heart Sword Sect were arranged to stay in the Egret Whistle Manor. Because there were no elders to choose disciples, almost everyone had nothing to do. In addition to the fact that they didn't have any cultivation techniques, they could only socialize with each other. Every day, this room would be strung together, and that room would be strolled around, making the relationship between these disciples. All of a sudden, they became familiar with each other from strangers.

There was only one person who was an exception, and that was Ye Bufan.

He really wanted to die now.

Because he had been pulled by Hao Zizai to work for a few days.

He followed behind Hao Zizai and registered the new disciples. Then, he wrote comments, describing the temperament and characteristics of these disciples. Compared to that, he was extremely busy.

Furthermore, he could not write randomly. It was said that once he finished writing, he would bring it to the elders to take a look. Although the competition between the elders and Cold Moon had reached its climax, Hao Zizai hadn't forgotten their real business. After all, Han Yue could only have one master in the end. The other elders had to choose their disciples from the recruited disciples.

Of course, because he followed Hao Zizai around every day, Ye Bufan soon became the most familiar face among the disciples.

At first, some disciples thought that Ye Bufan was Hao Zizai's disciple. But later on, they found out that Ye Bufan was a new disciple just like them, and they were filled with endless respect for him.

It was amazing that a new disciple could be a follower of an elder.

Of course, if there was a fan, there would be a black one.

There were also many cultivators who didn't like Ye Bufan. They either guessed that Ye Bufan had sold his butt to Elder Hao, or guessed that Ye Bufan was the illegitimate son of Elder Hao.

Among the black pieces, the most famous one was Hsing Wudao. In the third stage, he had been beaten up by Ye Bufan, but he was still unconvinced. He was using every opportunity he had to vilify Ye Bufan.

He also said that if he didn't want to fight him again, he wouldn't be a match for him.

The reason why he did this was very obvious. One reason was that he was really not convinced. He felt that the last time Ye Bufan won against him, it was completely a devious scheme and not true ability. He wanted revenge. The other reason was that Ye Bufan was now famous. If he challenged Ye Bufan... He would certainly attract the attention of these hundreds of new disciples. Once he defeated Ye Bufan... At that time, he would be able to become the leader of the new disciples.

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