Chapter 10: Fatty Wu

Only to see a short-haired, round-faced teenager with a slightly obese figure standing hand and foot in front of a middle-aged man dressed in Taoiseach robes, pleading, "Master, you can give me another chance. I won't make a mistake next time!"

"Wu Little Fatty, you are no longer a disciple of my Spirit Immortal Sect, hurry up and leave the sect, don't mess around!"

"Master, I know it's because I haven't paid my offerings lately that you're unhappy. But I've been really short of money lately, so you can give me some more time. Next month, next month, I'll definitely make the Spirit Stones together!!!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The Dao-robed middle-aged man's face changed when he heard this.

Hastily looking around, he found that Zhang Yun and Mu Sheng had just happened to come up from the mountain path, his face twitching as he hastily grabbed the obese teenager's hand, "Come with me!"

He immediately wanted to go.

"And slow down!"

But suddenly a voice rang out.

The footsteps of the Dao-robed middle-aged man swayed as he looked at Zhang Yun who had opened his mouth with a bright smile, "Nine... Nine elders have something to do?"

Zhang Yun ignored him, his eyes drawn to the obese teenager standing next to the other party.

[Little Fatty Wu

Qualification: Saint Level. Overlord Saint Body (unawakened); Inferior Inferior Spirit Root (can be transformed into Saint King Spirit Root)

Realm: 1st Qi Refining LevelCultivation Technique: Chung Ling Secrets (lower level technique)

Combat Technique: Spirit Surge Fist

Shortcomings: Firstly, the Saint Rank qualification is not developed and the Overlord Saint Body is not awakened. Second, the cultivation technique collects Spirit Qi at the back of the neck, making it a gate to life. His third ...

Cultivation Suggestion: Help him obtain Overlord's True Qi to activate Overlord's Saint Body and change his cultivation technique ...

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Holy Rank Qualification? Overlord's Holy Body?

Zhang Yun's heart was astonished.

This was the second disciple he had stumbled upon who possessed such a qualification.

On the side, Mu Sheng frowned slightly when he saw Zhang Yun calling out to the middle-aged duo dressed in Dao robes.

He had overheard the duo's dialogue, which clearly revealed that the Dao-robed middle-aged man had received Spirit Stones from the obese teenager.

Masters receiving spirit stones from disciples, if one thought about it a little, one could guess what was fishy about it. If this matter were to spread, the effect on their peak would not be small!

"Ninth Elder, this matter is an internal matter of our Sovereign Peak, we will handle it ourselves!"

Mu Sheng immediately opened his mouth and said in a deep voice to the Dao-robed middle-aged man, "Go back and wait for the notification!"

The Dao-robed middle-aged man's face turned white at the words.

Cursing the bad luck of the year, Mu Sheng, who was the disciple of the Sovereign, unexpectedly bumped into him and looked at Wu Xiaofang with some resentment for a moment, "You are no longer the disciple of this deacon, get lost!""Master ..."

Wu Xiaofang was about to say something.

But the middle-aged man in the Dao robe was already walking away without looking back.

"Leave the clan yourself!"

Mu Sheng spoke weakly.

Wu Xiaofang's body shook and his face turned white.

His dream of immortal cultivation was just about to come to an end?

Not many people knew how much effort he had put in to be able to cultivate. With his low-grade spiritual root, he had been looked down upon from the very beginning of his cultivation, and both outsiders and his family had advised him to be an ordinary person and not have any hopes for cultivation.

But he was not willing.

In his early childhood in a mountain forest almost buried in the mouth of a demonic beast, the critical moment a wearing a shining golden armour of the cultivator descended, a knife on the beheading of a few metres high demonic beasts, drifting away ...

That scene was deeply engraved in his mind, and he still remembered it to this day.

Since then, cultivating immortality had become his dream.

For the sake of this dream, he did not hesitate to fall out with his family and run away from home. Paying all the price, he managed to beg his way into the Spirit Immortal Sect and became a middle-aged disciple with the name of Dao, who was a deacon.He was looking forward to officially starting Immortal Cultivation, but after half a year, the other party not only taught him an inferior technique, but also gave him a bunch of tasks to do every day, in addition to paying a sum of Spirit Stones every month as an offering and tuition fee.

Even though it was a deviation from what was expected, he was still determined to complete every task the other party asked him to do, and he hoped that his efforts would make the other party see the light and remove his name-keeping status.

But the end result was that just because he hadn't been able to pay the Spirit Stones on time this month. The other party would pick up on the slightest mistake he made in his duties and want to expel him. ...

Wu Xiaofang clenched his lips, his heart indescribably hurt.

When Mu Sheng saw that he hadn't moved, he was a bit annoyed: ''Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and leave. Our Sovereign Peak, we don't take in outsiders!"

Wu Xiaofang's body trembled at the words, bitterly lowered his head, and took a step.

As soon as he took a step, he felt his calves soften and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

Snap!

Just as he was about to fall, a strong palm supported him, "Your name is Wu Little Fatty, right? Do you want to join my Ninth Peak?"The soft voice in his ear caused Wu Xiaofang to freeze, and he looked up at Zhang Yun who was holding him by his side, somewhat dazed.

Mu Sheng frowned at the sight and said in a deep voice, "Ninth Elder, this is the internal affairs of our Sovereign Peak, you'd better not interfere!"

"Who interfered with your internal affairs?"

Zhang Yun rolled his eyes and said, "I have a crush on this boy and want to take him as my disciple, right?

Fancy?

Mu Sheng's mouth grinned, who would believe it?

Although he was not familiar with this Little Fatty Wu, since he could only become a registered disciple after worshipping a Deacon, and it seemed that he was still relying on spending Spirit Stones to get in, it was obvious how poor his qualifications were.

In his opinion, the most likely reason Zhang Yun wanted to take this Wu Xiaofat in was to get more details from him about Deacon Li's spirit stone granting.

Mu Sheng muttered, "Ninth Elder, this matter concerns the reputation of our clan's main peak, if we really make a big deal out of it, Master Teacher will also be displeased!"

"Think as you wish!"

Zhang Yun was too lazy to bother with him and looked at Wu Xiaofang with a smile on his face, "Interested? You should have heard of my great name. Even though the cultivation process had some stumbling blocks, at least there was a successful experience. Today, there is only one disciple under my command, if you join, you will be my second disciple!"

"You... you want to accept me as an official disciple?"

Wu Xiaofang was filled with disbelief.

He had heard of Elder Nine, a strange elder who had cultivated himself to the point where he had gone off the deep end and regressed in his cultivation.But so what?

No matter how bad it was, he was still an elder! And if the other party wanted to accept him as a second disciple, that would be a formal disciple, not a nominee!

"Of course!"

Zhang Yun nodded his head.

"Willing! I am willing to join the Ninth Peak!!!"

Without any hesitation, fearing that Zhang Yun would back out, Wu Xiaofang hastily performed a master salute, "Master is above, please accept my disciple's obeisance!"

"Good! From today, you are my Zhang Yun's disciple!"

Zhang Yun smiled broadly.

On the side, Mu Sheng frowned.

He had already made his words so clear, but Zhang Yun still wanted to accept him?

Could it be that he really had a crush on this Fatty Wu?

As he looked at Fatty Wu, a hint of dislike flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

Not to mention, the other party's figure alone was not something a normal cultivator should have. Normally, after cultivating the aura and washing the impurities from one's body, one's figure would become proportionate. This Wu XiaoFat's figure was still so fat, it was very likely that there were some problems in his body.

It was often more difficult for such a person to cultivate!

Zhang Yun accepted this student for fun?

Not caring about Mu Sheng, Zhang Yun smiled and said, ''Little Fatty, Master has some things to take care of right now. You should go directly to the ninth peak where your elder brother is. When I'm done with my master's side, I'll look for you when I return!""Okay, Master!"

Wu Xiaofang nodded his head, shaking off the previous gloom and heading towards the ninth peak with enthusiasm.

Zhang Yun smiled and watched the other party leave before continuing towards the top of Sovereign Peak, his mouth even humming a small tune, his mood quite good.

This second disciple was a complete surprise to him!

Next to him, Mu Sheng looked speechless for a while.

To receive a nominal disciple that someone's deacon doesn't even want, is it necessary to be so happy?

Sure enough, the rumours were true, this girl is an oddball!

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At the top of Sovereign's Peak, inside the glorious Sovereign's Hall.

When Zhang Yun arrived, he found that there were already a number of elders from the Spirit Immortal Sect here besides him. Among them was Meng Zhong.

Seeing Zhang Yun's arrival, Meng Zhong let out a slight grunt.

Zhang Yun ignored the other party, and his eyes could not help but look at the Patriarch of the Spirit Immortal Sect, who was sitting high on the main seat above the main hall, dressed in purple Daoist robes.

"Ninth Elder, take your seat!"

The Patriarch of the Spirit Immortal Sect said indifferently.

Zhang Yun nodded his head and casually found a seat in the main hall.

As he scanned the elders in the room, his mind pondered.

Originally, he thought that the Patriarch of the Spirit Immortal Sect was the only one looking for him, but he had not expected the other elders to be summoned as well. Looking at this situation, there was something to announce."Now that all the elders of your clan have basically arrived, Daoist Spirit Immortal, it's time for my guest to make his appearance, right?"

Not long after Zhang Yun's arrival, a bright laugh suddenly came from outside the Sect Master's Hall.

The crowd was stunned.

At that moment, they saw a burly man dressed in black and gold robes walk in from outside the hall.

As soon as this person entered the Sovereign Hall, the aura that was invisibly emitted caused the temperature in the entire hall to seemingly drop a few degrees.

The air became slightly oppressive.

Zhang Yun could only feel his breath being slightly choked as he looked at the strong man with some surprise.

YuanYing Stage!

This kind of feeling had only been brought to him by the Patriarch of the Spirit Immortal Sect, who was at the YuanYing level. This black and gold robed strong man in front of him was a YuanYing level cultivator?

The Spirit Immortal Sect elders present all felt this oppression as well, and they all had shocked expressions on their faces.

"Fellow Daoist Nanshan, this is the Spirit Immortal Sect of this seat!"

Soon after, with a faint voice, Zhang Yun and the elders of the Spirit Immortal Sect all felt their bodies lighten, and the oppressive feeling disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist Spirit Immortals, don't worry. This clan is just joking with the elders of your clan!"

The burly man in the black and gold robes smiled at the Patriarch of the Spirit Immortal Sect, caught his breath, and looked at Zhang Yun and the other elders of the Spirit Immortal Sect, "You elders may not have met this sect yet, but this sect took its position three years ago, and it is the Patriarch of the Nanshan Sect of this generation!"

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