Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 274 Since ancient times, fame has always brought trouble.

Just moments ago, the several elders had displayed a detached and otherworldly air, much like hermits.

But when he looked at Jiang Churan, his expression changed.

They grinned, rubbed their hands together, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Um... young friend Jiang, I am the former head of the Blazing Sun Peak..."

"Would you be willing to become my disciple? I guarantee you will break through to the Martial Venerable realm within ten years..."

"Old Niu, shut up! You can't even speak properly, and you, a stuttering old man, want to take on apprentices?"

An old man, as thin as bamboo and carrying a long sword, immediately retorted:

"I observe that this young woman possesses innate talent and an unyielding spirit; she is clearly an exceptional candidate for sword cultivation and should rightfully join the ranks of my Jade Sword Peak!"

"What do you two brutes who only know how to fight and kill know?"

An elderly woman with a gentle demeanor slowly spoke, "This woman has a stable soul and a long, steady breath, making her the perfect candidate for cultivating the Dao of Alchemy."

"If one can devote oneself to the Dao of Alchemy, given time, the throne of the Pill Emperor is within reach! This is the true path to heaven!"

"........"

"Bullshit! This girl should be a disciple of my Purple Cloud Peak..."

"Stop arguing! If you're not convinced, let's settle this with a fight. Whoever wins gets the disciple, how about it?"

"Come on then! I'm not afraid of you!"

The square in front of the Illusionary Demon Tower, which was solemn and dignified just moments before, is now even more bustling than a marketplace.

These senior elders, whose seniority was terrifying, acted like a group of old children fighting over candy, puffing out their beards and glaring, their faces red and necks thick.

The terrifying aura emanating from them fluctuated and clashed with their emotional turmoil, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

The nearby disciples were so frightened that they retreated one after another, fearing that these ancestors would really start fighting.

The disciples looked at each other, completely dumbfounded.

These are legendary figures; normally, they wouldn't even have the right to meet them.

Now, not only have they all shown up for Jiang Churan, a newcomer, but they've even... started arguing like this?

The scene was so subversive that many disciples were still struggling to process it.

"enough!"

A deep, authoritative voice rang out, instantly drowning out all the arguing.

Ancestor Nangong frowned slightly.

His gaze swept over the several flushed elders, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and reproach:

"Look at you all, what kind of behavior is this!"

"What kind of behavior is it to fight over a girl in front of so many junior disciples? Do we have no face left for the Xuantian Sect?"

Ancestor Nangong is the most senior, and his strength is unfathomable.

Upon hearing his words, the several elders immediately froze, as if a rooster had been choked, and reluctantly fell silent.

But between them, it was still a case of "you don't like me, I don't like you," each giving a cold snort and turning their heads away.

not far away.

Upon seeing this scene, Wu Shaotian could barely maintain his gentle and refined facade, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.

He felt a raging fire burning wildly in his chest, causing a stinging pain in his internal organs.

He is the young sect leader!

He was of noble birth and his talent was also considered exceptional!

But have these arrogant elders ever given him a second glance?

Not to mention, now they're practically lowering themselves to beg Jiang Churan to take her on as their apprentice!

This stark contrast in treatment was like a resounding slap across his face.

He could even sense that many eyes around him, with complex and incomprehensible meanings, were intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over his location.

That gaze was filled with mockery, amusement, and comparison... it was incredibly piercing.

For a while.

Jealousy, resentment, and a hint of indescribable panic spread rapidly through his heart!

Immediately afterwards, a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart like a tide, making it hard for him to breathe.

If things continue like this, Jiang Churan's prestige within the sect will be unmatched.

His position as the young sect leader is likely to become merely a formality!

He had been placed in the Xuantian Sect for nearly thirty years, trying every means to become the young sect leader.

His purpose was to use his position to infiltrate the Xuantian Sect and seize the opportunity to obtain the "Heavenly Demon Heart".

Once he loses this identity, the plan will be difficult to implement, almost equivalent to the mission failing.

He didn't even dare to think about the consequences of mission failure.

That was a torment far worse than death!

"We can't wait any longer... We must start the plan ahead of schedule! The Heavenly Demon Heart... cannot be lost!"

A mad, resolute glint flashed in Wu Shaotian's eyes, "Although the preparations aren't perfect,... I can't worry about that anymore!"

.........

In the crowd, Li Nanzhi's small mouth was already open in an adorable "O" shape.

"My cousin... he actually... just like you said!"

She turned her head in disbelief, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and curiosity:

"These senior figures really started arguing... How did you guess that?"

Looking at my cousin's adoring gaze, which was practically sparkling with admiration.

Li Wudao felt a little smug, but he pretended to be profound and said with a smile, "Want to learn? I'll teach you."

He appeared smug, but inwardly he was filled with resentment.

Indeed, history always repeats itself; in any world, some patterns never fail to hold true.

"I want to learn! I want to learn!"

Li Nanzhi immediately perked up, nodding like a chick pecking at rice, and tugged at his sleeve to urge him on:

"Stop keeping me in suspense, how did you figure it out?"

"Well..."

Li Wudao's smile froze, and the words caught in his throat.

How to explain this?

Could it be that "your cousin was a bookworm in his past life and has seen this kind of plot far too many times?"

He was speechless for a moment and could only laugh awkwardly.

"Ahem, this... requires a little bit of observation, a little bit of life experience, and a little bit of inexplicable intuition..."

"You'd better hurry up and pull yourself down. You've been lucky enough to guess correctly twice. You're getting cocky now that I'm telling you you're fat."

The green-haired turtle couldn't stand it anymore and didn't hesitate to expose its mistake.

It clearly did not believe that Li Wudao truly possessed the ability to foresee the future.

........

In the field.

After being reprimanded by Ancestor Nangong, the elders stopped arguing, but their gazes toward Jiang Churan remained intense, clearly showing that none of them had given up.

"The matter of accepting disciples depends on fate, but more importantly, it requires respecting the disciples' own wishes."

"You old folks, stop scaring the younger generation."

Patriarch Nangong shook his head, then looked at Jiang Churan and said gently, "Girl, tell me yourself, what do you think?"

In an instant, all eyes were once again focused on the girl in white.

"Thank you, Ancestor Nangong, and thank you all, Elders, for your kindness."

Jiang Churan bowed slightly, paused, and looked at Murong Yan, who looked nervous, before saying seriously:

"I am deeply grateful to the Venerable Master for accepting me as his disciple and for imparting his knowledge and skills. His kindness is akin to giving me a second life. I dare not presume to take charge of the matter of my teacher's succession, and I hope that the elders will understand."

Her tone was calm, yet filled with unquestionable determination.

This expressed respect while clearly declining the possibility of changing allegiance.

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan felt a warm current surge through his heart, and his nose even felt a little sore.

He straightened his back unconsciously, and a hint of smugness appeared in his eyes as he looked at the elders.

“That’s all…”

Seeing Jiang Churan's resolute attitude, the elders knew they couldn't force her, and their faces showed regret. They could only give up in disappointment.

They all said that if she changes her mind in the future or encounters difficulties in her spiritual practice, she can come to them at any time.

Finally, they all glared fiercely at Murong Yan, who had "snatched" the promising young talent.

With a cold snort, they each moved swiftly, disappearing into the air as silently as they had come.

As soon as the senior monks left, the heads of each peak and the elders enthusiastically surrounded them.

Congratulations and well wishes were offered one after another, and many expressed a desire to make friends.

Jiang Churan finally managed to deal with this group of elders.

I didn't have time to catch my breath.

The disciples, who had been unable to contain themselves any longer, surged forward like a tide, surrounding her in layers, making it impossible for her to get through.

A cacophony of congratulations, exclamations of admiration, and curious inquiries filled the air, creating an extremely lively scene.

Congratulations, Junior Sister Jiang!

At this moment, Wu Shaotian suppressed his jealousy and resentment, put on a gentle smile again, and gracefully offered his congratulations with clasped hands:

"Today's battle was a display of extraordinary talent and brilliance, making him famous throughout the sect. He is truly a role model for us all!"

"Junior sister, if you ever need anything in the future, please don't hesitate to ask. I, your senior brother, will do my best!"

His words were sincere and his posture extremely humble. Anyone who saw him would feel that this young sect leader was broad-minded and cherished talent.

Surrounded in the center, Jiang Churan had no way to express her suffering.

She was already wounded in the fierce battle and mentally exhausted.

At this moment, I am surrounded by the clamor of voices, the mixed atmosphere, and countless gazes.

My head was buzzing and completely confused.

She is not good at, and extremely dislikes, social situations where she is surrounded by a crowd.

A hint of helplessness and weariness, even a touch of bewilderment, flickered across his cool and aloof expression.

far away.

Li Wudao finally managed to fob off Li Nanzhi, whose curiosity was off the charts.

Then my cousin started lamenting again, "It seems that being too famous isn't all good."

She muttered to herself, feeling a headache just looking at Jiang Churan from afar.

"Since ancient times, there have been many beautiful women... uh, it's more accurate to say that fame brings trouble."

Li Wudao nodded in deep agreement.

However, seeing Xiao Jiang, who is usually aloof and cold, showing such a contrasting "helpless" appearance.

He found it somewhat amusing.

"Kid, you're already here, and you've been standing here watching for ages. Aren't you going up and say a few words of comfort...?"

The green-haired turtle egged him on from the side, speaking in a sleazy tone.

Li Wudao smiled and shook his head, "This is her moment to shine, I don't want to steal her thunder."

He paused, then muttered, "Besides, I don't want to experience what it's like to be stared at like a rare animal."

Just imagining that scene made him feel uncomfortable.

For him, it was more pleasant to stand far away from the crowd and watch the show at his leisure.

Green-haired turtle: "..."

It pursed its lips, sometimes really feeling that this kid was too meticulous in some ways.

.......

Just as Jiang Churan finally managed to escape and was about to leave this dangerous place, she saw Wang Zhao grinning and rushing up at her.

"What's that kid doing up there?"

Li Wudao's pupils contracted slightly, and he felt inexplicably uneasy.