Chapter Two: I Still Intend to Take It as My Disciple!

“Senior Brother, what you said is right. I do intend to take it as my disciple. It seems the founding ancestor of the Great Dao Sect never stipulated that disciples couldn’t be of the demon race, right?” Lin Jun smiled in response and continued, “Not only will I take it as my disciple, but I will also name it... hmm... Ye Zhantian!”

At these words, everyone was startled and immediately turned to look at the Heavenly Sword Venerable.

Sure enough, the expression on the Heavenly Sword Venerable’s face suddenly darkened.

He was known as the Heavenly Sword Venerable, and now Lin Jun had named a dog Ye Zhantian—that was a provocation!

Lin Qingxuan’s face turned completely cold. “Uncle Lin, although you have nurtured me, if you continue to insult my master like this, don’t blame me for turning against you!”

Lin Jun smiled brightly. “Then tell me, how exactly have I insulted your master?”

Lin Qingxuan tightened his grip on his long sword and stepped forward. “You deliberately took in a dog as your disciple and named it Zhantian. If that’s not insulting my master, then what is?”

Lin Jun laughed. “Sorry, in my eyes, this little black dog knows gratitude. I have high hopes for it. That has nothing to do with insulting your master.”

A flash of murderous intent crossed Lin Qingxuan’s eyes. “Uncle Lin, if you want to turn hostile, just say so. No need to keep mocking me. A dog, worthy of joining the Great Dao Sect?”

Lin Jun thought for a moment and then said, “The sect competition for the Young Sect Master position is in a month, isn’t it?”

Lin Qingxuan replied coldly, “So what if it is?”

Lin Jun smiled indifferently. “Believe it or not, by then, you will surely be defeated by my little black dog disciple.”

Lin Qingxuan was momentarily stunned, then burst out laughing in anger. “Hahaha, Uncle Lin, have you lost your mind from the shock? If this dog can beat me in a month, I, Lin Qingxuan, will commit suicide on the spot!”

Lin Jun’s smile turned faintly sinister as he looked at the Heavenly Sword Venerable, the peak masters, and their newly accepted disciples. “Everyone heard that, right? Be witnesses. If Lin Qingxuan loses to Ye Dixiang in a month but does not take his own life...”

His gaze suddenly turned icy cold. “...I will do it for him!”

Though Lin Jun had no cultivation, these words sent a chill through some present.

At the same time, some peak masters and gifted disciples sneered inwardly.

Some even wore their scorn openly on their faces.

They all thought Lin Jun was just trying to save face because he couldn’t find disciples.

And they actually took it seriously.

A dog with no bloodline, hoping to defeat Lin Qingxuan, who possessed the immaculate sword body, within a month?

That was simply impossible!

Lin Qingxuan had now reached the pinnacle of the Foundation Establishment stage and expected to break into the Golden Core stage within a month!

Though enraged, Lin Qingxuan showed no expression. In a month, he would slap Lin Jun’s face hard!

He wanted everyone to know it wasn’t because he was heartless in abandoning the sect, but because Lin Jun was incompetent!

The Heavenly Sword Venerable sneered coldly, declaring the matter settled: “Our Ten Thousand Sword Sect values harmony, but no one should be untrustworthy. Young junior brother, in a month, I’ll be watching your skills in teaching disciples. If you fail, don’t force yourself to stay in the Great Dao Sect.”

With that, he turned and left, followed closely by Lin Qingxuan.

Suddenly, clear music echoed from the horizon.

Then, a dazzling expanse of colorful clouds appeared out of nowhere, scattered and shimmering, with a purple aura stretching thirty thousand miles eastward.

The Heavenly Sword Venerable turned his head.

Everyone was stunned.

Such a grand scene—was a great master arriving?

The next moment, nine-headed spiritual phoenixes flew over from afar, pulling an extraordinarily magnificent carriage.

Everyone recognized immediately that the carriage itself was an immensely powerful magical artifact!

Its surface was engraved with flowing cloud and water patterns.

Lin Jun recognized the pattern—it was the emblem of the Yan Kingdom’s royal family!

The carriage stopped, and a woman dressed in a pristine white, delicate skirt stepped out.

Her figure was perfect, her beauty celestial.

Around her swirled an aura of immortality and drifting clouds, radiating an unparalleled majesty.

She bore a noble and dignified temperament, combined with a faintly aloof aura that kept others at a thousand-mile distance, evoking deep reverence and forbidding any thought of disrespect.

The Heavenly Sword Venerable’s expression changed. “Princess Ji Qingyou of the Yan Kingdom? That rare genius who appears once a century? What is she doing at our Great Dao Sect?”

In terms of strength, the Great Dao Sect was not afraid of the Yan royal family, but merely matched them in power, not superior.

Princess Ji Qingyou floated down gracefully, her gaze sweeping across the peak masters.

Then, her clear voice rang out: “I have long heard of the Great Dao Sect’s five-year disciple acceptance ceremony.”

Then she said something no one expected.

“Ji Qingyou has come specially to apprentice herself to Peak Master Lin Jun of the Ten Thousand Laws Peak!”

Her words silenced the entire plaza.

Everyone seemed unable to believe their ears or what they had just heard.

Ji Qingyou, the Yan Kingdom’s royal family’s once-in-a-century prodigy, had traveled thousands of miles just to become the disciple of Lin Jun, a man with no cultivation?

It was known that Lin Jun had inherited his peak master position from his father but could not cultivate due to his innate condition, making him a laughingstock in the Yan Kingdom’s cultivation world.

The Heavenly Sword Venerable frowned. “Princess Ji, are you sure? You really intend to apprentice to Lin Jun?”

Though Ji Qingyou’s cultivation talent was high, she lacked a special physique like Lin Qingxuan’s immaculate sword body.

But the difference wasn’t great!

If possible, the Heavenly Sword Venerable naturally wanted to recruit such a disciple himself.

Ji Qingyou floated gently to the ground, her slender waist twisting as she turned resolutely toward Lin Jun. Her clear voice said, “No mistake. I have come to apprentice myself to Lin Jun. Master, please accept your disciple’s kowtow!”

With that, she truly knelt down gracefully.

Lin Jun was somewhat stunned.

Before, he had feared that disciples might not be loyal or that he would fail to find any disciples at all because of his lack of cultivation.

Unexpectedly, not only did he gain a loyal little black dog, but also such a delicate beauty came to be his disciple?

Moreover, she was a prodigy of the Yan royal family!

Lin Jun did not mind having many disciples. After all, the more disciples he had, the more his cultivation would be multiplied tenfold, making him stronger!

But his first priority was character.

Even though Ji Qingyou came from afar to apprentice herself, she had to meet his standards.

With this in mind, Lin Jun immediately activated his character assessment ability and looked toward Ji Qingyou.

Then, he raised an eyebrow, showing a hint of surprise.

“This is...!”