"An old man?"
Zhu Shiguang's face was full of astonishment.
Usually, he couldn't even deceive anyone, and even if he forcefully captured a few people to the mountain, they would eventually escape.
But now, it was strange to suddenly have an old man wanting to enter the sect.
However, thinking that this old man's arrival could fill the gap left by the deceased disciple, Zhu Shiguang waved his hand and shouted, "Alright, alright, let the old man be, let that old man come in first."
"Yes!"
The disciple quickly stepped back.
Then, under his lead, a man in his fifties walked in.
"Wait on the side for a while. The Sect Master will attend to some matters first," Zhu Shiguang said, looking down at the letter in his hand.
Clearly, compared to the old man's gaze, he was more concerned about the sudden supplies and letters sent by the four major sects.
Upon hearing this, the disciple stepped back, and the old man waited at the lower end.
In the hall, there was only the sound of Zhu Shiguang flipping through the pages of the book...
After contemplating for a while, he still couldn't figure out the meaning behind the sudden arrival of the things sent by the four major sects. Frustrated, he set the letter aside.
Remembering that there was still an old man waiting, he picked up the teacup beside him and slowly raised his head.
"Oh my god."
As he raised his head, he was suddenly startled, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.
"Jian Hengtian, why are you here?"
At this moment, Zhu Shiguang's cold sweat flowed, and his tongue became tied.
He never expected that Qingniu Sect would actually welcome such a great figure today—the Sect Master of Heng Tian Sword House had personally come to their Qingniu Sect.
What's more, he had kept him waiting for so long.
Thinking of the possible anger of the latter, Zhu Shiguang felt his scalp go numb, and his legs went weak as if they were about to kneel down, hastily apologizing.
However...
Jian Hengtian showed no sign of blame. Instead, he bowed to Zhu Shiguang and laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Sect Master Zhu, you are really too polite. Our sects are as close as family, so it's only natural for you to take your time."
Jian Hengtian's politeness surprised Zhu Shiguang, leaving him puzzled.
This kind of character, let alone coming to their Qingniu Sect, he, the Sect Master of Qingniu Sect, had only seen him from a distance before.
They were not on the same level at all.
Therefore...
The more polite Jian Hengtian was, the more flustered Zhu Shiguang became.
Trembling, he asked, "Sect Master Jian, please don't tease me. How could a divine figure like you possibly join our Qingniu Sect?"
However...
Before Zhu Shiguang finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from outside.
"What kind of divine figure is Jian Hengtian? It's better if Sect Master Zhu doesn't let him join Qingniu Sect."
After the voice fell, another figure arrived in the Qingniu Hall.
Seeing the newcomer, Jian Hengtian's face turned ashen, and he asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"
"Hmph, if you can come, why can't I?"
The visitor glanced at Jian Hengtian, then approached Zhu Shiguang with a friendly smile, clasping his hands and politely saying, "Greetings, Master Zhu."
"Who, who are you?" Zhu Shiguang's mouth trembled as he couldn't help but ask.
"I apologize for the abruptness, Master Zhu. I am Li Canghai," the person replied with a smile on his face.
"Li?"
"Canghai?"
Zhu Shiguang took a few steps back in fear, staring with wide eyes, feeling utterly confused.
Well, what on earth is happening here?
His insignificant Qingniu Sect unexpectedly welcomed another divine figure.
But before he could even greet Li Canghai, two streams of light burst in from outside and landed outside the Qingniu Hall.
Even before the people entered, their voices could be heard.
"Jian Hengtian, Li Canghai, you two old fellows arrived quite fast!"
"Hmph, luckily, we caught up; otherwise, you would have seized the advantage."
Finally, a man and a woman walked in.
"You guys aren't...?" Zhu Shiguang's eyelids twitched as he spoke to Jian Hengtian and Li Canghai with such a tone. A daring guess rose in his mind, but he didn't dare to be certain, so he couldn't help but ask aloud.
As soon as he asked, the man and woman walked towards him, confirming his guess.
"Liu Guyi, pay respects to Master Zhu."
"Yun Tianlong, greetings, Master Zhu."
Zhu Shiguang directly fainted on the ground.
This shock was too great for him!
Even the Martial King-level ancestor of his Qingniu Sect, if he could jump out of his grave, wouldn't have expected that today, the four sect masters would gather at his Qingniu Sect.
You see, Zhu Shiguang was just a Martial Spirit.
But the four people in front of him were all Martial Emperor-level existences, individuals who could make the North Sea tremble with a mere shake of their feet.
The disparity between them was truly enormous.
When Zhu Shiguang regained consciousness, he found the four sect masters surrounding him, expressing various concerns.
"Master Zhu, are you alright?"
"Master Zhu, perhaps you've exhausted yourself."
"But it's alright; I have a dan medicine of sect-grade quality. If Master Zhu takes it, you'll feel better."
"Don't bother with your lousy sect-grade dan medicine; here, I have a sacred-grade one."
Watching the overly enthusiastic four sect masters, Zhu Shiguang was not simply flattered at this moment. Instead, he trembled with nervousness.
"Big shots, don't fool around with me. What exactly is the matter with you guys?"
Zhu Shiguang asked nervously, his voice tinged with a crying tone.
"Master Zhu, what are you talking about? We've genuinely come to join your esteemed sect."
"Yes, from now on, the four of us are all under the leadership of Master Zhu."
Zhu Shiguang's scalp went numb.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes!"
The four of them said in unison.
Zhu Shiguang swallowed nervously, stabilizing his mind.
Taking another look at the solemn four individuals, he reluctantly accepted this dream-like reality.
"So, how should I arrange positions for the four of you in my Qingniu Sect?"
"Elder, Vice Sect Master?"
Zhu Shiguang asked cautiously.
Although he didn't know the true intentions of these four great experts, he had no choice but to try arranging positions like this.
"Oh, Master Zhu, there's no need to be so polite. Just assign us as menial workers," Jian Hengtian said with a smile.
"Yes, just as menial workers," the others chimed in, their faces filled with anticipation.
Zhu Shiguang was dumbfounded once again.
What was that flicker in the eyes of the four just now?
It was fervor!
Indeed, in the eyes of those four, he saw the fervor towards his identity as a menial disciple of the Qingniu Sect.
Heavens!
What on earth is happening?
The sect master of the Four Great Sects of North Sea actually wants to become a menial disciple in his lowly sect. If this news were to spread, it would probably shock the ancestors of the Qingniu Sect to death.
Just as his mind was going blank, several storage rings were handed to him.
"Master Zhu, please accept these."
"Yes, we hope for your understanding."
"Just a small gesture, no need to be polite."
As he looked at the four storage rings in his hand, Zhu Shiguang's eyes widened.
This is...
A gift?
Zhu Shiguang was rendered speechless, and with a thud, he collapsed, suffering a myocardial infarction...
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