PART 01

The dimple on Master Brother's face twitched violently, as he held his belt with one hand and pressed his forehead with the other, asking with great restraint: "Lin Lang, why use my blood!"

"No way, looking so dark, could it be a night demon?!" The senior brother shook his arm and, seeing the younger brothers looking at him with worshipful eyes, forcibly suppressed the impulse to throw Bi Lingling away. Holding her, he squinted and pondered for a long time... Suddenly, he revealed a pair of small dimples, snapped his fingers with one hand, and said: "Such a high-difficulty identification can only be concluded by sending it to the master for research!"

The Immortal Mountain Sect is a cultural school, is it not

The Clear Spring Taoist was very eager to agree immediately, but purchasing the mountain guard dogs came with kickbacks, so how could this be easily dismissed

With a series of crackling sounds, the electronic watch on Bi Lingling's wrist suddenly emitted a few sparks, and with a pop, it was completely rendered inoperable, leaving everyone, including the senior brother, in utter shock

SIGH, his features are rather too exquisite, aren't they! He even has a pair of shallow dimples!

Upon hearing the master mention himself, he smiled slightly with great dignity. His autumn-like eyes glanced over his two senior brothers, pausing briefly as they passed by the eighth junior brother, then subtly turned his face back and said softly: "Master, I have a method!"

It turned out that the burden on her back could no longer be endured, and she began to slide down. Holding her breath, like a limp noodle, she swiftly slid down from the back of the senior brother, gripping his belt tightly with both hands, refusing to let go.

Indeed, it is possible that she is truly a manifestation of the Thunder Mother! Look, sparks are still flying from her hands! The newly initiated junior disciple, feeling apprehensive, fell down directly in a posture reminiscent of a dog eating excrement after sheathed his sword

This method does not necessarily require a master-disciple relationship. Typically, when a disciple from a celestial mountain has someone they are fond of, they will draw a drop of blood to merge with the person of interest, in order to test whether there is a promising fate between them. If the energies of the two individuals are incompatible, their blood will not only fail to merge but will also actively repel each other.

I insist! The Heavenly Official took a step forward, as if this would give him the upper hand, his voice tinged with slight displeasure

"Interfering and being disrespectful to the senior brother!" Immediately, an impulsive junior disciple rushed forward to snatch her belt. In the midst of the collision, Bi Lingling gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, forcefully being affixed with numerous yellow talismans, her large head being poked and prodded by the junior disciples, causing her to sway unsteadily.

The disciple is also willing to accept her as the first of the fourth generation disciples! A figure in light purple stepped out from the crowd, cool and handsome, with eyes like black pearls that turned to look at Bi Lingling, who was peacefully sleeping on the couch. He pressed his lips tightly together and said: "I need to monitor her!" After all, he still did not believe that she was a harmless green entity.

Hmm? The senior brother has not yet reacted, and his belt begins to fall straight down.

The sudden appearance of Bi Lingling left the Qingquan Daoist in a state of confusion. Just a few days ago, while boasting with other fellow disciples, he had sworn with his fingers pointed to the sky: all third-generation disciples of this sect have already been accounted for, and the latest to join is the closed-door disciple. It is absolutely impossible to accept a thirteenth disciple. The number thirteen, as mentioned at the foot of the immortal mountain, implies foolishness, so how could one casually use the number thirteen!

That must be her; from now on, she shall be the closed-door disciple of the disciple

Alas? Two proud disciples have both taken a liking to the same fearsome female demon, a rather unrefined situation that has caused the Qingquan Daoist considerable distress

Cough, cough, cough, let's go together

Monster, why don't you reveal your true form?! Lin Lang raised his hand, and the force was greater than that of his other senior brothers. With a loud slap, it struck Bi Lingling's forehead, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. Finally, with a sudden release, she narrowly fell off the eldest senior brother's body.

Lin Lang did not even raise his eyes and replied to him in a very serious and solemn manner: "In response to Senior Brother, it is because there are no dog blood dramas nearby!"

"Oh my, is there no safety harness for this bungee jump..." She screamed with her eyes closed, holding her head.

There are no servants in the celestial mountains, and it is a luxury to even wish for an additional staff member.

The Clear Spring Daoist was even more astonished, suddenly turning around, entangled in thought: "But, Heavenly Official, you only have one disciple destined for you; if you take her..."

"The master is omnipotent!" Everyone then laughed innocently and naively

After a long time, she withdrew her gaze, glanced at her feet, and immediately clung to the senior brother even tighter like a gecko.

Brother, are we rehearsing on location? Xianjian 4? Oh, I know, it's produced by Tangren! The quality of the actors this time is quite good! How did you think of rehearsing under Shesheng Cliff, isn't that a bit crazy? By the way, brother, is your belt tight? Are you dressed as Ziying?

What is this custom, sending flowers in Hawaii? Is it popular here to give adhesive stickers? Bi Lingling tore off many of them and examined them closely in her hand. After looking at them, she instinctively spat on them and reattached them to her forehead, raising her hand in a silly and happy manner, asking: "Is it like this? I got it, the retro Chinese style is in vogue now!"

"Do not move, you will fall!" His voice was low, yet it possessed a magical soothing effect that completely calmed the dizzying Bilinling. As she opened her eyes, she recalled the situation from just moments ago and immediately screamed in realization, while simultaneously gripping his belt tightly and pulling with all her might.

Alas, this is inappropriate! The Clear Spring Daoist, feeling quite vexed, waved his sleeve in frustration. The Cliff of Reflection is a place for the disciples of our sect to engage in romantic pursuits, how could we allow a Yaksha to go there and frighten our own disciples

Ah?

Alas! The Clear Spring Daoist, far away on the celestial mountain, could not help but sneeze. He raised his half-dazed gaze and sighed: "The wind is blowing; in the future, the speed limit for sword flying will have to be imposed..."

The Xianshan Sect has always maintained a low profile in the martial world. The essence of this low profile means that for many years, the disciples of the Xianshan Sect have remained on the mountain together, and unless there are special circumstances, they will absolutely not allow a single disciple to wander in the martial world.

Pfft... The dimple of the senior brother has finally disappeared, squinting his eyes and rubbing his teeth

Is it that the cultivation is too profound

Master, let her carry the mountain-cutting knife and guard at the foot of the mountain, that way we won't have to change the guard dog every ten years!" Disciple B proposed with great hesitation

Alright, I will go first! Tian Guan rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward when he was blocked by the eighth junior brother who inserted a foot diagonally in front of him

"Do not make noise, do not make noise. How can a cultivator be so restless!" The Clear Spring Daoist was quite frustrated. Seeing the indifferent female disciple in the corner, he pointed and said, "Qing Lian, you speak!"

The crowd fell silent, and after a long while, they all displayed expressions of indignation

When Bi Lingling descended, it was amidst flashes of lightning and claps of thunder. After the black smoke cleared, only a pair of eyes remained discernible, constantly scanning the surroundings with a glimmering intensity. Every junior disciple she glanced at would tremble in fear, followed by a sensation of numbness throughout their bodies.

The one named Qinglian is the only female disciple among the third generation of the Immortal Mountain. She possesses bright eyes and white teeth, standing gracefully. As she is the only female disciple, everyone tends to accommodate her, and her personality is somewhat proud.

Master, what should we do now

Everyone fell silent, including the senior brother who was rolling up his sleeves. After much hesitation, he quickly extended his finger to brush past Bi Lingling's cheek, and she immediately returned to her quiet state

She asked with great fear, trembling.

"Scrap, step aside... I'm coming!" A cold voice came from the back of the line. The eighth junior brother in purple finally swayed over on his small sword, his expression serious as he took out a paper talisman from his bosom. Suddenly, he grabbed the eldest brother's hand and unexpectedly pricked one of his fingers, letting the blood drip onto the talisman, thereby enhancing its effectiveness.

In short, those who wish to ascend cannot do so, and those who wish to descend cannot.

Master, the disciple is willing to take on the responsibility of teaching her! The senior brother, who had been silent for a long time, parted the crowd and slowly walked to the front, smiling slightly, with two dimples appearing and disappearing: The disciple is willing to accept her as the fourth generation disciple!

Now a figure named Bi Ling Ling has emerged, her identity unclear, her appearance indistinct, resembling a fierce demon. It is absolutely unacceptable to let her descend the mountain to intimidate the public, yet keeping her on the mountain has completely stumped him

Since it is a bloodletting visitation that aligns, let us proceed together

The so-called "Blood Bond" is actually quite simple. The Immortal Mountain Sect has always emphasized compatibility. Blood Bond refers to two individuals each drawing a drop of their blood. If their personalities are compatible, the blood droplets will merge together. In the future, when practicing the martial arts of this sect, due to the blood bond, there will be an invisible connection between them, naturally leading to greater efficiency in their efforts.

"So noisy..." The senior brother could no longer endure it, raised his hand in a knife-like gesture, and knocked her unconscious. He lifted his head and saw the silent junior brothers in the air, finally unable to suppress a sigh.

Why is she not responding

I also insist! Lin Lang, dressed in purple, raised his eyebrows at the senior brother.

Amidst the swirling mist, she did not even have time to let out a scream...! ... Gazing at the fantastical scenery around her, reminiscent of a roller coaster, she finally tilted her head and vomited up the breakfast she had eaten that morning

His image as a friend of women has finally been completely shattered in the hearts of all the junior brothers at this moment

This is the cultural heritage of the Xianshan Sect, as well as the regulations established by its leaders throughout history

"Cough, let's go together!" He cleared his throat lightly, glanced at the slightly twitching corner of the mouth of his eighth junior brother, and recalled the nightmarish woman on the bed, whose skin was as dark as charcoal, and sighed deeply.

The Clear Spring Taoist suddenly attained enlightenment, nodding with a smile and exclaiming: "This method is truly marvelous!"

"Wait, she has no demonic aura!" The senior brother squinted his eyes, and the small sword beneath his feet suddenly turned sharply, chasing after Bi Lingling like a lightning bolt piercing through the clouds.

Ah?" the crowd exclaimed

Master Brother ... ... Everyone was moved, making such a great sacrifice to fulfill the Master's calculations. Master Brother truly is Master Brother

Master Brother did not have time to respond, and Bi Lingling, who had been resting with her eyes closed on the bed, suddenly opened her eyes and jumped up, asking in great panic and fear: "Isn't it supposed to be in turns, one by one?!"

This is truly inhumane! ... Our Xianshan Sect is a cultural and educational sect

Master, why not throw her off the Cliff of Reflection and let her reflect for a lifetime! Disciple A proposed this plan without hesitation

This method is not called "Blood Convergence"?" Qinglian said slowly.

As soon as his fingers brushed against her clothing, he hooked his finger around her arm, which was covered in dark, charred gray, exposed to the outside, thin and seemingly fragile enough to break with a pinch. He felt a sense of alarm and simply lowered his sword, pulling her entirely into his embrace

The eighth junior disciple pursed his lips, slightly smiled, turned his face away, while the eldest senior brother appeared somewhat delighted, turning his face to gaze intently at the junior sister.