During the interview, the Sect Leader looked at her with complete satisfaction.
Before the interview, she didn’t have much experience and was a bit nervous.
After it was over, she seed like she had taken a calming pill.
Seeing her like this, the senior sister was even more curious and whispered, "Do you... have inside information?"
Mu Qingyan shook her head, with a firm tone, "Senior Sister, I just have confidence in the efforts I’ve made over these years."
"Qing Yan, you’re really amazing!"
Seeing her so confident, the senior sister was even happier than her, playfully wrapping her arm around Mu Qingyan and shaking it while saying, "Senior Sister will depend on you in the future!"
"It’s out!"
Nas in the light screen appeared from top to bottom, divided into ten or so columns.
The first row of each column had the ntor’s na.
Below were the nas of the disciples admitted this ti.
So ntors admitted ten to twenty Inner Sect Disciples.
So had fewer disciples...
"Qing Yan! I see your na!"
The senior sister beside her jumped up and shouted, but Mu Qingyan remained still, just staring at the light screen in a daze.
"Eh? Who’s this Gu Chang? Why is his na above yours?"
The senior sister muttered in confusion.
Mu Qingyan didn’t speak, also staring at the words Gu Chang on the light screen.
"Wasn’t it said the Sect Leader only wanted to admit one disciple this ti? Why are there two? An exception?" The senior sister was still scratching her head in wonder, "Is this Gu Chang really impressive? Why haven’t I heard of his reputation?"
"Not impressive..." Mu Qingyan finally ca to her senses, "Really not impressive."
...
In Gu Chang’s ho, no one knew about his being on the list.
Gu Mu still wore a superficial smile, while Gu Chang remained silent, only Mrs. Chen held herself in a poised manner.
"Gu Chang!"
A loud shout suddenly ca from the doorway; Gu Chang looked up to see it was his colleague, also a Nine Mountains Disciple, now teaching alongside him on Paradise Island.
Even though they were both cultivators, this colleague seed out of breath, with a flushed face, uncertain whether from fatigue or excitent.
"Why are you still here?"
"What?"
Gu Chang stood up in confusion.
Inside, Gu Mu and Mrs. Chen had also paused their conversation, looking at the disciple by the door.
"The list is out! It’s out today, didn’t you know?"
"I did."
"Then why are you at ho?"
"..."
"... You’ve been admitted!"
The room fell into extre silence.
"Admitted? Admitted to what?"
"The Sect Leader’s disciple! You!"
Gu Chang’s eyes glazed over, seemingly dumbfounded or disbelieving.
The colleague seed anxious, grabbing Gu Chang’s arm and rushing out the door: "I’ll take you to see!"
Watching their backs rush out the door.
Gu Mu and Mrs. Chen remained in a daze, it was a long mont before they both reacted.
"I’ll surely find a good match for your illustrious son!"
"..."
"I’ll put my heart into it."
"My son Gu Chang is not delusional!" Gu Mu suddenly stood up, glaring at Mrs. Chen, "He’s not!"
...
Gu Chang was pulled away, dazed and stumbling all the way, nearly rolling and crawling, until he reached University Island.
In the light screen, there really was his na!
Gu Chang stood in front of the light screen, gazing upwards, unknowingly shedding tears.
"Hey there, junior brother, I didn’t get admitted either, but there’s no harm in trying again next ti."
A nearby disciple saw him crying so miserably, couldn’t bear it, and tried to comfort him.
"Who said he wasn’t admitted?" His colleague retorted upon hearing that, pointing to the light screen, and shouting, "See that? Gu Chang! Gu Chang is him!"
The disciple was stunned, looked up at the light screen thoroughly, then at Gu Chang and fell into thought—If even the Sect Leader’s disciples are crying like this, shouldn’t I be seeking death?
"Gu Chang?"
Gu Chang’s colleague’s words had reached others’ ears as well.
From the crowd ca voices of surprise, followed by a group of people rushing over.
This group of more than ten people of various ages pressed forward to Gu Chang, looking intimidating.
Gu Chang blinked away tears, montarily frightened.
"Mr. Gu!" A middle-aged man at the head said, "Are you married?"
Gu Chang shook his head in bewildernt.
The man imdiately broke into a smile: "My daughter is talented and virtuous, it’s a good match! She’s even Three Spirit Roots!"
Gu Chang was dumbfounded.
"Three Spirit Roots? My daughter has Dual Spirit Roots!"
"Your daughter’s talismanic magic never passes, she’s an idiot!"
"Your daughter’s ugly!"
The group inexplicably divided into two factions before Gu Chang, quarreling.
Gu Chang grew more scared, trying to back away, but was surrounded by these people, all paths blocked.
While cursing, the two groups began... fighting over Gu Chang.
"You’ll tear it apart!"
Grasping his pants, Gu Chang’s face was a ss, thinking he might beco the first pants-less Sect Leader’s disciple... his eyes reddened further.
A whirlwind swirled around him, carrying him through the crowd.
When the wind set Gu Chang down, he had escaped; turning around, he saw Mu Qingyan standing nearby.
"Senior Sister?" Upon seeing a familiar face, Gu Chang was filled with joy, clasping his hands in thanks, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for rescuing ."
Mu Qingyan looked at Gu Chang, with an odd expression, finally speaking after a while:
"You should call Junior Sister."
"Ah?"
"My na is listed below yours."
Gu Chang understood, noting the explanation on the light screen, where the disciple list published this ti was arranged according to the order of entry.
...
Gu Chang later t this Junior Sister in the Sect Leader’s courtyard.
He stood beside Mu Qingyan, sowhat reserved and uneasy, clearly not having accepted his role as the Sect Leader’s disciple, nor possessing the confidence for it.
"Never been here?"
Gu Chang shook his head and whispered, "I... have you been here?"
"Yes, often."
Upon hearing this, Gu Chang’s expression imdiately showed so envy.
But considering her talent and cultivation, he understood.
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