I'm Not Going to the Immortal Sect

Some people had already quietly slipped out of the crowd, preparing to go home and give their children a good scrubbing. They planned to spend the next ten days teaching them to be obedient and sensible, hoping to dress them up nicely when the time came. Who knows, maybe the immortals would take a liking to them at first glance and take their children away to cultivate immortality!

After that, as the relatives of an immortal, wouldn't they be living a life of luxury?

Lin Xiao mingled in the crowd, listening with great relish.

Beside him, Lin Dayou and the other two were also listening attentively.

At this moment, Lin Dayou and the other two were all thinking to themselves that there really were immortals in this world! It seemed that Brother Xiao's cultivation was indeed the result of encountering an immortal and obtaining a tremendous fortuitous encounter.

Originally, Lin Dayou still had a trace of worry that Brother Xiao might have been deceived by some mountain spirit or monster, but now he could put his mind at ease.

Lin Dashan and Madam Qin both sighed in their hearts: Brother Xiao really has great luck!

After listening to the official's introduction and explanations, Lin Xiao and his group left.

Lin Xiao guessed that this official probably did not know much either, and had roughly heard it all from his grandfather.

Many of the questions were answered rather vaguely.

But it was enough.

Only by speaking like this would it be attractive to the general public.

However, there was one question that the official did not mention, and no one asked either: if one went to cultivate immortality, how often could they return home? Or would they never be able to return home again?

Lin Xiao remembered that in many of the cultivation novels he had read in the past, they all mentioned things like severing mortal ties.

And now, only thirty years had passed since the last disciple recruitment. Although times had changed, if the children selected thirty years ago had returned to their hometowns, the masses could not possibly be so ignorant about the news of cultivating immortality.

According to the show-off nature of most people, if the children selected back then had returned home to visit their relatives, it would have at least caused a sensation in the neighborhood.

For ancient people who lacked entertainment and topics of conversation, such news would serve as a topic that they could enthusiastically discuss for more than half a year without getting bored.

He had deeply experienced this in the village.

And the county town and the prefectural city would not be much different.

Moreover, many people in Cuifeng Town had relatives and connections in the county town, so it certainly wouldn't be the case that almost no one knew about it thirty years later.

They could only rely on the memories of the old official from thirty years ago.

Therefore, Lin Xiao guessed in his heart that perhaps the sects here also required their disciples to sever mortal ties.

If so, many people who wanted their children to be selected so that the whole family could rise to the top might be disappointed.

However, Lin Xiao would not be so talkative as to mention this possibility to others.

He was very obediently following behind Lin Dayou, lining up to exit the city gates and leave Cuifeng Town.

The spring sun was bright but not hot.

The four people walking on the way home were all very happy thinking about the very smooth business they had today.

It wasn't until they had walked two miles out of town that Lin Dashan, thinking about how the money they were taking home was more than ever before and how happy their parents would be to see it, glanced at Lin Dayou to look at his bulging satchel. Then he realized: where was the satchel? Where was the money?!

Lin Dashan was terrified. He stopped in his tracks, pointing at Lin Dayou's empty shoulder with terror in his eyes, and stammered:

"Da, Dayou, where is your satchel?!"

Prompted by Lin Dashan's words, Madam Qin also glanced at Lin Dayou. Discovering that his satchel was missing, she was also startled:

"Oh my! Dayou! Did you lose your satchel?!"

Lin Dayou and Lin Xiao exchanged a glance, then smiled at him and said:

"Brother, sister-in-law, don't panic. The money isn't lost."

Then he waved his hand at Lin Xiao very dashingly,

"Erlang, take it out to reassure your uncle and aunt!"

"Yes! Understood!" Lin Xiao very cooperatively took out the pouch from his chest.

Seeing the confident look of the father and son, Lin Dashan, whose heart had been pounding with panic just a moment ago, suddenly felt his heartbeat slow down.

Then he and Madam Qin saw Lin Xiao reach into the pouch and pull out a huge, fully stuffed satchel from that small pouch, placing it on the handcart with a thud.

Lin Dashan hurriedly looked around.

Fortunately, no one around saw it.

What he didn't know was that Lin Xiao had only taken the money out so casually because he sensed that there was no one around.

Lin Dashan opened the satchel and confirmed that inside were indeed the copper coins they had earned from Lin Xiao's tooth-cleaning business today, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he had rarely seen so many copper coins in his life.

Having confirmed that the money wasn't lost, Lin Dashan then remembered Lin Xiao's pouch.

"Brother Xiao, what is that pouch of yours? Could it be an immortal artifact?"

Lin Xiao rubbed his nose in embarrassment:

"No, it's not some immortal artifact. It's just a storage bag I made myself. It's generally used by little cultivators like us who have just started cultivating. It's not very big either; it can only hold about half a bamboo basket's worth of things."

Lin Dashan first handed the satchel back to Lin Xiao, letting him put it back into his storage bag.

Then he gave him a thumbs up and said:

"Brother Xiao, you're amazing! You can even make such incredible things! In my opinion, you will definitely gain the favor of that immortal sect in ten days. The immortals will definitely be happy to recruit you as a disciple!"

Saying this, the group that had stopped continued on their way back to the village.

Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"Uncle, I'm not going to that immortal sect."

"Ah? Why is that, Brother Xiao?" Lin Dashan was very surprised. After hearing what the official said just now, he even wanted to send his only son, Lin Lei, to participate in the selection in ten days. He had originally thought that since this nephew had started cultivating on his own early on, now that an immortal sect had come out to recruit disciples, he would definitely be willing. After all, once he entered an immortal sect, he would have immortals to guide him. Wouldn't that be much better than cultivating blindly on his own?

Who would have thought that Brother Xiao actually wouldn't go!

Lin Xiao grinned at Lin Dashan, half-joking and half-serious:

"Uncle, didn't you know? That thatched hut you and my dad built for me on the mountain earlier is my sect.

Right now, I am the master of a sect. How can a sect master go to another immortal sect to be someone else's disciple? Hehe."

Lin Dashan didn't quite understand, but since Brother Xiao said he wasn't going, he surely had his own reasons.

Even though the whole Lin family felt that Lin Xiao was a very flighty and unreliable child, in private, Lin Dashan felt that this nephew of his had always been very full of ideas since he was young.

Sigh, whatever. In any case, no matter what, the family had land, so as long as they didn't go hungry, it was fine.

Whether he wanted to cultivate at home or go to an immortal sect, as long as the child was happy, anything was fine.

As for Lin Dayou, he was thinking that it was better if Lin Xiao didn't go.

For such a young child to really leave with a bunch of strangers, he would die of worry day and night!

Even if they were immortals, so what? The child wasn't theirs. What if something happened and they didn't care? If something really went wrong, who could he go to for justice?

He had worked so hard to raise his child to this age; he couldn't bear to let Lin Xiao leave home with outsiders.

So when he first heard Lin Dashan say that, his heart had leaped into his throat.

However, upon hearing Lin Xiao say he wasn't going and would instead stay in the village to cultivate on his own, Lin Dayou continued walking ahead. No one could see the slight smile curling at the corners of his mouth.