Chapter 295 Gentle Senior Brother 3 (2/2)

It's always the same when I involve him in sect decision-making!

This kid is extremely talented, but his cunning is something he has never seen before.

He learns everything quickly and can apply what he learns to other situations. His methods of handling things are so sophisticated that they don't seem like those of a novice.

But he has absolutely no interest in inheriting the sect!

He found all sorts of ways to shirk his duties and be lazy, using the most docile attitude and the most perfunctory words, leaving no room for error. This made his master's fist hard, but he couldn't find a reason to lash out.

What do you mean by "lacking in knowledge and learning" and "fearing to make mistakes"? Do you really think this old man is easy to fool?

Last time, when the demonic spies infiltrated, who was it that so easily figured out everyone's background and wiped them out?

The last time we negotiated with other major companies, who was the one who gained the upper hand with just a few words and made the other party grateful?

"That wicked disciple! He's capable, but too clever for his own good! You can't fool him at all. Who can keep an eye on him?!"

Yu Hengzi appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was roaring.

"Alright, alright, you may leave now..."

He rubbed his temples and waved his hand weakly.

Let's govern for a few hundred more years then.

"That's right!"

“Your martial uncle sent a message a few days ago saying that he has taken in a new female disciple. Her innate talent and temperament are both excellent. However, because he was busy saving someone, he missed the opportunity to test her spiritual roots, so he accepted her as a disciple.”

"You know what's going on with your martial uncle. If you have time, go and check on him for me. If there's anything you can do to help, then do so."

"Your martial uncle... doesn't like to ask for favors, but we can't forget that he raised those children for our sect for hundreds of years..."

Yuhengzi couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

Back then, my junior brother Yun Yan was also a carefree and unrestrained person. He spent hundreds of years of his own money to raise those war orphans for the sect.

He refused the resources offered to him, saying he was afraid that people from other peaks would object and make things difficult for him as the sect leader.

The sect still owes him a great deal.

“Master is kind and considerate, and I admire your friendship with fellow disciples.”

"I have remembered your matter, Uncle-Master, and I will definitely find a suitable time to visit you."

Mu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, but his smile remained perfect.

He bowed and took his leave, then turned and left the main hall.

The moment he stepped out of the palace gate, the gentle and respectful smile on his face vanished, replaced by a hint of laziness and boredom.

Inheriting the sect and dealing with those tedious files?

You might as well go find some fun.

As for the disciple newly accepted by the martial uncle, he was the one that the honest and unassuming martial uncle praised.

Is he a scheming person who came with a purpose, or a pure and kind person?

It seems he should also take a look.

After all, it's also about helping my master share the burden.

A smile crept onto his lips again, a stark contrast to his docile demeanor inside the palace, like a fox spirit who had discovered a new source of amusement.

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At the border between Tianyan Sect and the back mountain, on the edge of a region called Black Wind Forest, low-level demonic beasts have recently been causing trouble, harassing passing rogue cultivators and mortal villages.

These small-scale disturbances are usually handled by affiliated sects, and the Tianyan Sect also has newly initiated disciples who take on the task of cleaning up.

Master Yunyan stroked his non-existent beard and looked at his disciples.

The eldest disciple, Shi Lei, was honest but lacked resourcefulness; the second disciple, Zhao Ping'an, was lively and cheerful, but his cultivation was still shallow; and the third disciple, Li Tiezhu, was even more timid and reserved.

Finally, his gaze fell on Zi Xi, who was showering spiritual rain on the spiritual field.

"Zixi, how about you lead the team on this Black Wind Forest clearing mission?"

"Although you joined later, you currently have the highest cultivation level in the peak and a calm temperament, so I am at ease."

Yunyan Zhenren spoke in a gentle tone.

"Yes, Master."

Zi Xi had no objection and calmly nodded.

She invited a few of her junior brothers, and the group boarded the old, blue flying boat and slowly made their way to the Black Wind Forest.

Almost simultaneously, the list of disciples responsible for daily patrols at the Tianyan Sect was also finalized.

What was originally just a routine matter for ordinary inner disciples was changed at the last minute, with the addition of a newly promoted personal disciple, Lin Wanwan.

Naturally, Lin Wanwan unintentionally revealed to a certain senior brother in charge that she had recently received guidance from the Sword Master Lingjue, but still needed to consolidate her skills through practical combat.

Out of consideration for Sword Master Lingjue, the senior brother in charge readily made the arrangements.