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Inside the hall, Nangong Wan's slightly irritable mood was melted away by the cool, clear music of her disciple's zither. After listening to her piece, Nangong Wan sighed softly, "With her natural spiritual roots and the Moon Palace anomaly, my husband, Xiyue is very likely the reincarnation of the Moon Palace Fairy from the Celestial Realm. She will surely ascend to the Celestial Realm again in the future. You said she's so outstanding, who in the world could be worthy of her?"
Bai Hexian said helplessly: "I didn't object to your decision just now. Putting pressure on Xiao Yuan is a good thing. If he can't meet the requirements, I also support Xiyue and him to break off the engagement. After all, the decision made by the older generation cannot harm their own children."
Nangong Wan then smiled with satisfaction and ordered, "Let the new disciples come in to offer tea and pay their respects to the Grandmaster."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Outside the door.
"You have a fifth-grade spiritual root, your test score is average, and you are a first-class outer disciple."
"You have a sixth-grade spiritual root, your test results are above average, and you are a first-class outer sect."
"You are a third-rank disciple. You failed the assessment and can only be a second-class outer disciple."
"Fourth-grade spiritual roots, top-notch results, entering the inner gate!"
After Xiao Xiyue activated her Moon Palace vision and drew out the residual spiritual energy in the bodies of the new disciples, Uncle Zhou and the other examiners quickly identified their spiritual root qualifications and announced where their first stop would be after they entered the Immortal Gate in the future.
The crowd quickly divided into two parts. One part consisted of about seventy or eighty people. They were at least of the fourth rank spiritual roots and their skill assessment scores were at least above average. They would become the backbone of the Xianyun Sect in the future.
The remaining four hundred or so people had different expressions. Some were unwilling to accept it, some were upset about their low spiritual roots, some clenched their fists and vowed to work hard in the future, and so on.
They are all first, second and third-rank outer disciples, and their starting point is much lower than that of the inner disciples.
As for those disciples who have poor spiritual roots and poor skills assessment, no one pays attention to them anymore. They can only withdraw sadly, give up the idea of cultivating immortals, and go down the mountain to live a good life.
"Thank you, Senior Sister, for testing our spiritual roots."
Princess Xuanyuan Yan took a few steps forward and bowed respectfully to Xiao Xiyue who had put away her immortal zither. The other disciples reacted and quickly followed suit to thank the eldest sister.
"You're welcome." There was still no emotional fluctuation on Xiao Xiyue's beautiful face. The plain white dress highlighted her unique cold temperament. Li Xianxian stood in the distance and did not dare to come forward to express her gratitude again.
She was sold into a brothel when she was young, and had seen too much of the warmth and coldness of human nature, becoming sophisticated and worldly-wise. She rarely felt inferior anymore, and only had a lingering feeling of not wanting to admit defeat and not believe in fate. But in front of this senior sister who had summoned the strange vision in the Moon Palace, Li Xianxian felt that she was filthy and did not dare to get close to her at all.
"Let's go in. The headmaster and the elders have been waiting in the hall for a long time."
Xiao Xiyue was the first to walk into the gate of Xianyun Sect. A group of new disciples hurriedly followed the pace of the eldest sister. Each of them was secretly looking at her beautiful back and was attracted by her temperament. Like other disciples of Xianyun Sect, they soon became her loyal fans.
"Fairy Xiyue..."
The old slave in the distance watched Xiao Xiyue's back disappear with reluctance, and then looked at those people who left the mountain gate dejectedly. He felt more and more depressed and felt that he was a loser in life just like them.
He entered the sect through the small door in a daze, his cloudy and lifeless eyes looked towards the northeast corner, and he walked there subconsciously.
If his future life could end with the sound of Fairy Xiyue's piano, he would die without regrets.
"Fairy, this old slave is waiting for you in the back mountain..."
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At night.
After a bustling day, the Xianyun Sect returned to its tranquility. In the Xianyun Sect shrouded by a powerful barrier, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, fairy birds and beasts fell into a deep sleep. Only some creatures that appeared at night were active.
The faint glow of some rare spiritual plants, as well as the lights from the candlesticks in the pavilions and on the paths, illuminated the Xianyun Sect at night. The strange sight made the new disciples extremely excited.
"Manager Zhang, are all the people here?"
Xuanyuan Yan couldn't help feeling excited as she looked at the more than one hundred people gathered in front of the kitchen door.
From an unnoticed princess to an inner disciple of Xianyun Sect, and then to being appointed as the manager of the kitchen for outer disciples, her fate changed dramatically in one day.
In the afternoon, after she and the new disciples paid homage to the headmaster, she was noticed by a master uncle who was in a state of transcendence. He accepted her as his disciple on the grounds that "the princess from the Xuanyuan family is suitable for management personnel."
All of a sudden, Xuanyuan Yan's starting point was much higher than that of other inner disciples!
There are many powerful people above the level of God Outer Realm in Xianyun Sect, but not everyone likes to accept disciples, and they will not accept disciples every time the sect gate is opened.
Generally speaking, it is considered quite a lot for a powerful person who has reached the state of God to recruit one disciple every twenty years. In these twenty years, the Xianyun Sect must have had at least more than 3,000 disciples, and at least more than 500 inner sect disciples.
She was extremely lucky to be noticed by her master.
"Master Xuanyuan, we're still missing one old man, Li. The other 235 servants and cooks are all here!"
A fat man with chubby cheeks, narrowed eyes, and looking very shrewd answered.
Xuanyuan Yan nodded. She was now a disciple of Elder Wei in the External Affairs Hall, and her master had ordered her to be in charge of a kitchen in the outer gate. It was completely fine for her to call him Lord Xuanyuan.
As a superior, no matter how good the relationship with your subordinates is, there must be a proper distinction between superiors and subordinates, otherwise the orders will not be conveyed.
"Why didn't that old man Li come?" Xuanyuan Yan's tone remained unchanged.
"he?"
A chef replied with a displeased look on his face, "He's already in his seventies or eighties, too old to make a living down the mountain. Our Master Zhang took pity on him, so he allowed him to stay inside the mountain gate, where he usually just does some chores like sweeping the floor."
"What's the use of being a gentleman or not? That's outrageous!" the chubby steward scolded, "In front of Lord Xuanyuan, just call me Fatty Zhang!"
A group of people laughed softly, their words full of disdain for Xuanyuan Yan.
So what if she is a princess? So what if she is an elder or a disciple?
This is Kitchen No. 3 for the outer disciples. Unless the elders come to inspect in person, this is their territory!
When outsiders come, they can only give pointers and eat some money as a tribute. If they want to interfere in the management of the kitchen and really make some money out of it, forget it!
Xuanyuan Yan, who came from the Xuanyuan royal family and had seen a lot in officialdom, understood this too well.
"Without rules, there can be no order. No matter who you are, you cannot break the rules set by the Foreign Affairs Hall!"
Xuanyuan Yan's heroic face was expressionless: "If you don't have anything else to do tonight, go find Old Man Li and ask him to come back to see me as soon as possible."
"I'm afraid that's not appropriate!"
The chubby Steward Zhang immediately objected, "We still have to prepare meals for tomorrow morning. Most of the outer disciples haven't practiced fasting, and skipping a meal will hinder their morning training. I'm afraid no one can handle it then!"
"There's nothing wrong with that." Xuanyuan Yan said calmly, "Master sent me to manage Kitchen No. 3, so I'm responsible for this place. I must meet all of you tonight, including that old man Li!"
"Lord Xuanyuan!"
"If you are not satisfied, go and report to the elders yourself."
The group of people were speechless. Wouldn't it be courting death to go to Elder Wei for such a small matter?
What's more, Elder Wei is Xuanyuan Yan's master, so he is courting death.
"I know you're having difficulties."
Xuanyuan Yan's tone softened a little. Her purpose was naturally not to kill Old Man Li, but to make these people obey her orders.
Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to oppress them anymore, lest it really make them resentful.
"Xianyun Sect covers a vast area, and Old Man Li is nowhere to be found. How about this? I will postpone reporting to Master until tomorrow morning. As soon as Old Man Li shows up, you can come find me."
Sure enough, when everyone heard that they didn't have to look for her, they immediately became happy, and even their eyes towards Xuanyuan Yan softened a lot.
"Okay, that's all for tonight. We need to find Old Man Li as soon as possible. Let's all disperse."
Xuanyuan Yan left calmly, not caring too much about what the servants behind her thought of her.
She came to Xianyun Sect to practice, and managing the kitchen was just a side job. She couldn't put the cart before the horse.
"Sir," a bald-headed, shabby-looking man in his thirties approached Manager Zhang and whispered, "What are you going to do with this bitch? This bitch is from the Xuanyuan royal family and is very familiar with playing power games. She immediately made our people afraid to say a word."
"she?"
Manager Zhang sneered, "She's just a mare in need of fucking, and she's still smug about it. Who knows, you might find yourself on the bed when you get home tonight..."
He shut his mouth in time, which made the bald man very angry and curious: "Master, who do you think will kill her?"
"Shut up!" Manager Zhang scolded, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. Do you think your life is too long? Remember, don't offend that girl. As long as she doesn't touch our wallets, leave her alone."
Seeing Baldy Song's suspicious expression, Manager Zhang laughed and patted his shiny forehead: "You idiot, think about how long those beautiful managers worked before?"
Baldy Song was shocked. Before Xuanyuan Yan, Elder Wei had also sent several of his female disciples to take charge of the kitchen.
But usually within a month or two, these beautiful housekeepers would be promoted, leave here quickly, and concentrate on practicing with Elder Wei.
Could it be that...!
Thinking of Xuanyuan Yan's tall figure, especially her straight and slender legs that could squeeze a man to death, Baldy Song felt a surge of heat in his stomach. If he could press such a beauty under him and abuse her wantonly, making her proud and cold face reveal an expression of shame and anger, and finally she would helplessly submit to him, sucking her vagina and licking his dick...
"God damn it, why don't I have the talent to cultivate immortality?"
Baldy Song deeply envied the good fortune of a big shot like Elder Wei. A powerful person who has reached the state of god can live for a thousand years, and Xianyun Sect recruits disciples every five years. Elder Wei can enjoy hundreds of fairies in the cultivation world with different temperaments, extraordinary backgrounds, and whose faces become more and more beautiful after cultivation!