Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Privileges of a Direct Disciple

Led by Lord Zhou, Li Hengsheng and another headed towards Cyan Rain Mountain.

“Old Fourth.” Lord Zhou said, “You don’t mind me calling you that, right? Usually, First Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister also call me Old Third.”

“No problem.” Li Hengsheng indicated he didn’t mind this at all.

“Master truly treats you well, Cyan Rain Mountain is the best subsidiary peak of our Muhai Peak, I wanted it back then, but Master refused me no matter what.” Lord Zhou said a bit sourly.

“Ah, this…” Li Hengsheng also didn’t know what to say, because he wasn’t quite sure why Xu Muhai treated him like this.

He understood his own circumstances; being able to join Muhai Peak as a Direct Disciple itself was already quite a miraculous thing.

Specifically why, he truly did not understand.

But he didn’t care, after all, Xu Muhai couldn’t be coveting anything from him.

He had nothing.

Just a mere nobody.

No family background, no connections, no money.

Although his father was a painter, he couldn’t even be considered half-decent, that kind of level, Xu Muhai wouldn’t even bother to look at.

“Hehe, Old Fourth, no worries, I get it.” Lord Zhou had a look of understanding, making Li Hengsheng somewhat baffled.

What do you understand?

I myself don’t understand.

“Actually, as Direct Disciples, our main task is cultivation.” Lord Zhou explained to Li Hengsheng: “Our identity within the sect grants us great conveniences, especially at the Nine-Layered Battle Pavilion and Ten Thousand Beasts Collection, we Disciples have significant advantages.”

“Nine-Layered Battle Pavilion and Ten Thousand Beasts Collection?” Li Hengsheng’s eyes lit up and he said, “I’ve heard that these two places are powerful Secret Realms of our Dao Mountain Ancient Land, used to measure one’s strength.”

“Calling them Secret Realms isn’t quite accurate, actually these places should be called Painting Treasures.” Lord Zhou pondered.

“Painting Treasures!”

Li Hengsheng was somewhat surprised.

“Passed down by our Dao Mountain Ancient Land from our ancestors, incredibly powerful Painting Treasures that greatly enhance the strength of our disciples in Dao Mountain Ancient Land, but entering them also consumes the Spiritual Power of the Painting Treasures.”

“Therefore, both outer sect and inner sect disciples have limited entries; we Direct Disciples also have a limit, but more so than theirs, this is our special privilege.”

Lord Zhou said with a smile: “But we Direct Disciples also need to set an example, Old Fourth, you’ll likely face troubles as a Direct Disciple, as many will surely come to challenge you.”

“Challenge me?” Li Hengsheng furrowed his brows; he hadn’t anticipated such occurrences, after all, he indeed gives off the impression of being easy to pick on.

“Yes, because successfully challenging a Direct Disciple is a great honor for them, and if they succeed against a Direct Disciple of any peak, they would receive rewards from that peak as well.”

“But you need not worry, challenges are prohibited within the first six months of becoming a Direct Disciple, your troubles will come after those six months.” Lord Zhou comforted Li Hengsheng.

Curious, Li Hengsheng looked towards Lord Zhou and asked: “Third Senior Brother, were you challenged by many back then?”

“Not really.” Lord Zhou shook his head: “Not many, because they knew they couldn’t beat me in the same realm.”

“After all, your Third Senior Brother was once a genius too, renowned far and wide.” Lord Zhou said somewhat proudly.

“Hmm.” Li Hengsheng took a deep breath.

If one’s virtues do not match one’s position, adversities are bound to come.

Li Hengsheng relaxed a bit; after all, there was still half a year.

Furthermore, challenges are only within the same level, there wouldn’t be any leap-level challenges.

Let’s discuss it after half a year.

Right as they were talking, the two had reached Cyan Rain Mountain.

Although it is just a subsidiary peak.

The scenery of Cyan Rain Mountain is indeed splendid.

Green mountains and waters, dense grasslands.

The stout green trees have squirrels nibbling on fruits, curiously observing Li Hengsheng’s arrival.

In the distance, an extravagant mansion could be seen.

At the front of the mansion, a crowd was already standing, waiting in respect for Li Hengsheng.

“The Spiritual Qi here is excellent.” Li Hengsheng could feel that every breath here was incredibly refreshing.

“Amongst Dao Mountain Ancient Land’s Thirty-Six Peaks, Cyan Rain Mountain ranks in the top three.” Lord Zhou said with envy: “In the future, your Senior Brother will visit often for a stay.”

“You’re welcome anytime.” Li Hengsheng replied with a smile.

“Welcome, Young Lord.”

As they arrived at the mansion’s entrance, everyone present respectfully bowed to Li Hengsheng.

This once again refreshed Li Hengsheng’s understanding.

Here are more than twenty servants and maids, with martial artists behind them, clad in armor, resembling a patrol guard.

Li Hengsheng could sense their cultivation was at least at the Postnatal Realm!

Yet what shocked Li Hengsheng even more was the man leading them.

He had deep black hair, and a scar ran from his forehead to the corner of his mouth, giving a fierce impression.

The man, dressed simply, stood there giving Li Hengsheng an oceanic feeling.

Expert!

Definitely an expert!

“They will be the servants and guards of your mansion, and this man is your steward.” Lord Zhou said, pointing at the man with deep black hair.

“I am Xu Kui.” The man with deep black hair stepped forward and introduced himself respectfully, “I will oversee matters on Cyan Rain Mountain for the Young Lord. If the Young Lord has any needs, do not hesitate to assign tasks to me.”

“You’re too kind.” Li Hengsheng’s heart was still unsettled.

This is what it means to be a Direct Disciple?

Isn’t this treatment a bit too good?

Poverty has truly stifled his imagination.

“Old Fourth.” Lord Zhou, again, said enviously: “The stewards of Direct Disciples are trusted by our Master and were his loyal followers in past times; they are unwaveringly faithful to Master.”

“This person here, our Master saved his family in his youth, leading him to follow Master loyally; he’s also the strongest, possessing Innate cultivation, Master treats you wholeheartedly.”

Innate!

Li Hengsheng couldn’t help but gasp.

His steward is an Innate Powerhouse.

Who would believe this if told?

It’s downright absurd.

He himself was merely at the Transcendent Realm’s fourth level, while his steward was Innate, even any random guard in the mansion was hundreds of times stronger than himself.

Li Hengsheng could only let out a bitter laugh.

It seems he must strive to cultivate harder.

“Senior Xu, please take good care of me in the future.” Li Hengsheng said politely.

Xu Kui seemed not fond of speaking, with an intimidating expression; upon hearing Li Hengsheng’s title, he shook his head, calmly saying, “Young Lord, you shouldn’t address me that way; the word ’senior’ is unwarranted.”

“Then let me call you Uncle Xu.” Li Hengsheng pondered for a moment.

Xu Kui didn’t protest further, simply saying, “Young Lord, please come in and have a look; if there’s anything unsatisfactory, I’ll have someone make corrections immediately.”

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