A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother Chapter 60: I Can't Stay Another Day in Mount Shushan

When Li Xuanxiao got back, he managed to catch the big selection for Mount Shushan disciples just in ti.

He rushed straight back to Silver Sword Peak, cleaned up a bit, and headed for Tongtian Peak.

At this mont, the main peak of Tongtian Peak was bustling.

A sea of people, loud and chaotic.

Disciples from all seven peaks were heading over, getting ready to welco the new disciples joining Mount Shushan.

Li Xuanxiao arrived quietly at the spot where the Silver Sword Peak folks were gathering.

Then, thoughtfully, he took over his Senior Brother’s pen and helped record the nas, places of origin, ages, ho addresses, and other information of the assessnt group.

It’s just that Li Xuanxiao liked to ask a little more detail, always slipping in so personal questions.

"Imagine the current scenario: you need to refine a magical artifact, but it requires the lives of one hundred thousand people. Once completed, this treasure would sweep the world. What do you choose?"

"Just a heads-up, please answer according to your true thoughts. The Truth Stone in front of you will determine honesty."

"What do you think is the aning of cultivation? Why do you want to beco a cultivator?"

"How much do you understand about cultivators?"

"What are your views on a cultivator’s professional ethics?"

"What are your goals and developnt plans for the future?"

"What’s your view on love?"

"……"

Other disciples just reported their info with a swish swish.

When it got to Li Xuanxiao’s turn, he’d only just finished recording the third one.

He didn’t have the authority to accept or reject any disciples.

He could only take notes of the ones that needed special attention.

Li Xuanxiao had a list.

Risk levels ca in four grades: low risk, moderate risk, high risk, and major risk.

As for safety levels:… none.

There was no such thing as soone completely safe—anyone, even himself, could descend into darkness.

Li Xuanxiao nodded. He thought this disciple gave decent answers.

A promising seedling—he couldn’t help but smile in relief.

After all, one more normal cultivator in Mount Shushan was good for everyone.

"Right, what’s your na?"

"Ye Fan."

Li Xuanxiao: ………

That’s such an overpowered na!

He glanced at the young man again and gave a slight nod.

"Young man, cultivate diligently."

"Next, na?"

"I’m Han Li."

Li Xuanxiao once again showed a shocked face.

Then cleared his throat, realizing he was losing his composure.

Hmm, probably just a coincidence with the na.

The world’s big—plenty of people share nas.

When did I get this jumpy?

Careful not to let others notice sothing’s off.

What if this leads to leaving a bad impression on so future main character—especially those more cautious than himself—who secretly holds a grudge later...

"Na: Wang Teng!"

My son Wang Teng has the bearing of the earth itself.

Are you in the sa group as that Ye Fan just now?

Li Xuanxiao silently thought.

But this Wang Teng had mixed spiritual roots, and why was his head so pointy?

As for Ye Fan and Han Li from earlier, only that Han Li had sowhat decent aptitude.

But even that was just decent—far from the average standard.

Plus, just now he saw the guy arguing with soone over their place in line.

If it were the real Han Old Devil, he would never do sothing like that.

Looks like I was overthinking again.

It’s just similar nas. I’m way too cautious.

Li Xuanxiao couldn’t help but laugh a little.

Sotis, it’s okay to loosen up a bit.

The world isn’t that dangerous.

It’s just a na, after all.

Thinking this, Li Xuanxiao let out a breath, like he’d finally relaxed a bit.

"Next, na?"

"Xu Fengnian."

Thud—!!

Li Xuanxiao toppled right off his stool.

One hand braced against the table, his legs trembling slightly as he barely pulled himself back up.

What the h*ll?

Xu Fengnian!!

What’s this guy doing here?!

Li Xuanxiao sat down again.

"From Northern Liang."

Northern Liang is bitter, but the one who suffers most is the one in white.

A good brother to a bunch of lunatics, yet claims to be full of great love—that Xu Fengnian?

The one who sacrificed 300,000 soldiers and then ran off into seclusion with a bunch of won?

And this guy nad Xu Fengnian actually had great cultivation potential—high chance he’d beco a Mount Shushan disciple.

"Junior Brother Xuanxiao, you don’t look so well. Did the long journey wear you out? Maybe go take a rest?"

A Senior Sister nearby asked.

Li Xuanxiao waved his hand, "It’s nothing, just a sudden pain in my chest—old problem."

Li Xuanxiao pulled out his little notebook.

Xu Fengnian:

Major Risk!!!

Plus three exclamation marks.

"Brother Xuanxiao, we et again."

Just then, a familiar face appeared.

Li Xuanxiao looked at Feng Liuli standing in front of him and forced a smile.

Skillfully wrote down her information.

By the ti everything wrapped up, the sun was already setting.

All the registered disciples were arranged to stay at nial Peak. The official assessnt would begin tomorrow.

".........."

"Why do I feel so uneasy all of a sudden?"

Inside his cave dwelling, Lu Ziyin, the Peak Master of Silver Sword Peak, ended his ditation.

This ti, he’d exited seclusion because he sensed his life-and-death tribulation was approaching.

But where the tribulation lay—he still didn’t know.

Lu Ziyin took out a treasure bead.

It was an Innate Spiritual Treasure that Sect Leader Daoist Lingxu had gifted him not long ago.

It could help him find his life-and-death tribulation—and right now, the treasure was glowing.

Lu Ziyin frowned slightly and quietly left his cave dwelling.

The closer he got, the brighter the spiritual pearl beca.

Until finally, he landed at nial Peak.

He looked toward a certain room where three not-yet-inducted disciples were sleeping.

His gaze was instantly drawn to Feng Liuli, who was sleeping soundly, the treasure pearl glowing.

So that’s it—she’s my life-and-death tribulation!

The life-and-death tribulation is a kind of calamity that cultivators may face due to the backlash of the Heavenly Dao.

Once this tribulation is overco, the path of cultivation becos smooth and unhindered.

But if two people who are each other’s tribulation et, misfortune will cling to them. If it cannot be resolved—without death or serious harm—they will fall into demonic cultivation!!

Lu Ziyin let out a silent sigh.

This is destiny. What can be done?

He turned and left.

He could have killed Feng Liuli, but he didn’t.

As a Mount Shushan cultivator, that would go against his Daoist principles.

If he did such a thing, it would surely give rise to an inner demon and shake the foundation of his cultivation.

He recalled sothing Feng Liuli had once said.

A true powerhouse is willing to use the freedom of the weak as their boundary.

Since this is my tribulation, then I shall accept it calmly.

“...........”

anwhile, inside Li Xuanxiao’s secret chamber.

Through the Twin Recording Stone, Li Xuanxiao witnessed the entire scene.

Mount Shushan really is a place I can’t stay in for even one more day!!

He took a deep breath, then a second deep breath, then a third…

Only then did he finally calm down again.

Life-and-death tribulation!!

This kind of tribulation either ends with both sides passing through it safely,

Or both sides falling together, crushed into a tragedy of the mortal world.

And these two aren’t even heretic cultivators—instead, both have pure hearts and are blessed with the fortunes of the Heavenly Dao. They cannot be killed lightly.

Li Xuanxiao paced back and forth in the room.

What to do?

The assessnt is tomorrow.

If nothing unexpected happens, even if Feng Liuli’s talent is average, she’ll still be accepted into Mount Shushan.

Then she’ll be taken in as a disciple under Lu Ziyin, becoming the latest generation disciple of Silver Sword Peak.

Also, Lu Ziyin’s first official disciple—those two will inevitably be drawn into each other’s lives.

"I suddenly have a great idea!!"

Li Xuanxiao snapped his fingers.