The mountain-guarding npc’s question was calm, but in the eyes of the two brothers, it pressed down like the hand of death.
“Immortal Master, we were just about to head down the mountain.”
“Don’t!” Juhua Xin immediately interrupted.
Not only him, but other players also began to urge them to stay.
“Brothers, why not just stay? Our house is big, there’s plenty of space for a couple more.”
“Right, just stay here.”
“Yes, our Shen Ce Fu welcomes you both.”
The mountain-guarding npc’s eyes bulged with anger as he roared, “What are you doing?”
“Don’t you know that outsiders are not allowed to remain on General Mountain?”
“Shixiong, then just let them join Shen Ce Fu!”
“I agree!”
“I think these two brothers have outstanding bone structure. They’ll become extraordinary talents in the future. Shixiong, if our Shen Ce Fu takes in two geniuses, it’s a bargain for us!”
“Damn.” The whole group turned to stare at the player who said this.
Weren’t we supposed to play together? Why are you suddenly sucking up?
Outstanding bone structure, geniuses?
The two mountain-guarding npc really wanted to slap these idiotic junior brothers to death.
Genius or not, outstanding bone structure or not—can’t they tell?
No, must stay calm.
The npc took a deep breath, calmed himself, then looked at Wu Gao and Wu Shang with an extremely complex expression.
The two brothers noticed the gaze, cupped their hands and bowed their heads respectfully.
But inside, they were full of panic.
“Well then, I’ll go report this to the Elder. You two stay here and don’t move.” This was said to the brothers.
To have so many disciples speak up for them, their talent might not be good, but their eloquence sure is.
Worthy of nurturing…like hell.
If it were just a few disciples, they wouldn’t care at all—they’d just kick the people off the mountain.
But with hundreds…they had to think carefully.
Too much influence. If something happened, they’d never escape the Enforcement Hall’s judgment.
Forget it, better to throw this problem to the Elders and let them decide.
Upon hearing this, Wu Gao and Wu Shang rejoiced in their hearts.
They knew there was hope now.
Once the two mountain-guarding npc left, the two brothers immediately bowed and apologized to the players.
“Wu Gao, Wu Shang, thank you Immortal Masters for speaking up. If our brothers can join Shen Ce Fu to cultivate, we will never forget your kindness.”
“No need, no need, we were just saying whatever. Who knows if it’ll work out?”
“It’s fine. Even if it doesn’t, we can help you train.”
“How?”
“Uh, copy Gongfa at the Book Pavilion, of course!”
“Damn, even such a rotten idea, you thought of it.”
“Or else, what other way is there? None of us know how to teach!”
“I think it’s no problem. I’ve got a good memory, so I’ll do this kind of thing.”
“Count me in!”
At this moment, an indescribable pressure suddenly welled up in the players’ hearts.
But it vanished just as quickly.
Wu Gao and Wu Shang heard every word.
If not for the need to maintain their image, the two of them would probably have hugged the players and wept.
No one knew what hardships they’d endured—crossing mountains, suffering contemptuous glances, being rejected at every gate.
Good people, they’d finally met so many good people.
At the same time, both felt deeply ashamed.
Just a moment ago, they had felt contempt toward these Immortal Masters. They shouldn’t have, they really shouldn’t have.
“Brother Wu Gao, Wu Shang, where are you from?”
“Replying to Immortal Master, Muxiang Village,” Wu Gao answered respectfully.
“Where is Muxiang Village?”
“I remember it’s by Tianxin Mountain.”
“Tianxin Mountain? That’s so far. Looking at the map, isn’t Shushan Sect and Zhenwu Sect closer than Shen Ce Fu? Why did you come all the way here?”
“Ah, we were rejected by both Shushan Sect and Zhenwu Sect.”
The players paused, then smirked crookedly.
Truly, thanks to the Shushan and Zhenwu players for sending us this quest.
Both of them are really good people.
“Wu Shang, do you have a fiancée? Or have you been dumped?”
Wu Shang was left dumbfounded by the question.
The other players’ eyes lit up, waiting for his answer.
“No.”
Upon hearing Wu Shang’s answer, everyone was greatly disappointed.
Not a “rejected engagement” protagonist after all?
“Fine, let me ask another way. Do you have someone you like, or someone who looks down on you?”
At this, Wu Shang was stunned.
His reaction made the questioning player’s mouth curl up.
Alright, nailed it.
Loser protagonist.
But still, more proof was needed.
“Wu Shang, are your parents still alive?”
The two brothers looked at him strangely and a little angrily.
If not for the help just now, they’d probably have walked away.
“Ahem.” The player realized the question was inappropriate and quickly changed tack: “I mean, cultivation takes years, it’s not an overnight thing. If your parents are still around, it’s best to go home and spend time with them before you start cultivating—otherwise you might never get another chance.”
Hearing this, the brothers’ faces finally softened.
“Our mother is still alive.”
Eh, not orphans?
Well, not every protagonist loses both parents.
“So, Wu Shang, what are you cultivating for?”
At this, Wu Shang immediately perked up, thinking the Immortal Master was testing him.
His determined gaze, unwavering will, and rock-like resolve suddenly gave him an extraordinary aura.
“I cultivate for my family, but even more for her.”
“666.”
“Look at what this npc says and his presence—if he’s not the main character, I won’t believe it.”
“Follow the protagonist and you’ll get all sorts of benefits.”
“You guys just love being lackeys for the protagonist, don’t you?”
“Npcs aren’t even real people. As long as I can get stronger, I don’t care what I become.”
“Exactly, exactly.”
“You have a problem with us supporting the protagonist?”
“Nope, just don’t steal my spot. Look at my ID.”
“Protagonist’s Exclusive Lackey…”
“Damn, bro, your ID is almost too spicy for me to handle.”
“Such a savage, aren’t you afraid you’ll never find a cp with that name?”
“Please, women will only slow down my trigger finger.”
Ten or so minutes later, the mountain-guarding npc returned, bringing with him two sets of battle attire and standard-issue long spears.
“From now on, you two are disciples of our sect. What are your names? I’ll record them for the roster.”
“Wu Gao, Wu Shang.” The two responded out of habit, dazed.
Even now, they hadn’t snapped out of it.
We became disciples of a great sect so easily?
It can’t be that simple, can it?
Are we dreaming, and maybe already died on the way up?
“Good. Wu Gao, Wu Shang, you are exempt from the entrance test and now become new disciples of Shen Ce Fu. Hurry up the mountain and find a place on the mid-slope to cultivate.”
The mountain-guarding npc threw the battle attire and spears into their arms, not holding back on strength.
The brothers staggered backward, almost tumbling down the steps.
Luckily, the players caught them.
The mountain-guarding npc didn’t object to commoners joining the sect, but talent had to be at least passable.
But these two in front of him—completely average, not a single redeeming quality.
He really didn’t know why the Elders wanted to take them in.
People like this, even if they cultivated for decades, might never break through to the Wuzhe Realm.
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