“Sir.”
“Sir.”
“…”
Along the way, whether it was the servants they encountered or the officials in their robes, all greeted Ambrose Lu with utmost respect.
Ambrose occasionally nodded in acknowledgment.
The young boy following behind him had become numb to it, but his anxiety grew with every step.
Fear gripped his heart as he realized he might have been too casual and disrespectful towards the sir earlier.
He initially thought the sir was just a scholar with some immortal lineage.
Who could have guessed…
He had encountered a truly powerful figure.
With no obstacles in their path, Ambrose quickly led the boy to the courtyard.
“You wait here. Someone will arrange a place for you shortly.”
With that, Ambrose walked into the courtyard.
The boy stood there, stunned for a moment, then respectfully called out, “Sir, my name is Leonard Lin.”
He wasn’t sure if the sir heard him, as the figure soon disappeared from sight.
Leonard sighed and stood there nervously, taking in the luxurious surroundings. After all, he was just an eleven-year-old child.
“Hehe, so you’re the one the sir mentioned?”
At this moment, the butler walked over with a smile, scrutinizing Leonard with curiosity.
“Hello, sir. The sir asked me to wait here,” Leonard quickly bowed, puzzled. The sir had entered the courtyard without speaking to anyone along the way. How did someone come to receive him?
Seeing the butler’s scrutinizing gaze, Leonard felt ashamed. “I’m sorry, I’m quite dirty. I haven’t bathed in a long time. I’m sorry for offending your eyes and nose.”
The butler chuckled and shook his head. “No worries. I’m the butler of this Town Master’s Mansion. I’ll take you to your quarters, where you can clean up and change your clothes.”
With that, the butler turned and led the way.
“The Town Master’s butler!”
Leonard’s heart skipped a beat. The butler had come to personally attend to him. He had thought this unassuming old man was just an ordinary servant.
The sir is truly incredible.
This was Leonard’s thought at the moment.
…
On the way.
The butler glanced at the nervous, sloppy boy following him and couldn’t help but ask with a smile,
“What’s your name? You’re quite lucky to know the sir.”
The butler’s sudden question startled Leonard. He quickly bowed and said, “My name is Leonard Lin.”
“Leonard Lin,” the butler nodded, his eyes flashing as if he was asking casually, “The sir is kind-hearted. He must have taken pity on you and brought you into the mansion.”
At eleven years old, Leonard had no idea the butler was setting a trap for him. He scratched his head and smiled naively, “The sir said he would take me to cultivate.”
What?!
The butler was so shocked he nearly stumbled.
Leonard hurried forward to help, concerned, “Butler, are you alright?”
“Don’t!” The butler quickly moved his hand away, looking at him solemnly, “From now on, don’t call me ‘sir’! I can’t bear it!”
“Uh?” Leonard was confused.
The butler gave Leonard a deep look, trying to see if there was anything special about him.
But how could his mortal eyes see through it? He sighed, “Leonard, you are truly fortunate… It’s no exaggeration to say you’ve taken a giant leap forward.”
Leonard trembled at the butler’s reaction.
He now understood how significant the sir’s casual question, “Do you want to cultivate?” was for him.
…
…
A few nights later, the night sky was filled with twinkling stars.
High above.
A spirit boat flew through the clouds.
“Sect Master, are you really going to meet the senior?”
Mark Gu looked conflicted as he held onto the railing, gazing at the distant, faintly visible mountains where the Immortal Tomb was located.
This also meant they were about to reach Moyu Town.
“Why? Elder Gu, if you have something to say, just say it.”
Megan Shen glanced at him and said calmly.
“Hehe.” The second elder beside them shook his head with a smile.
On the deck behind them, dozens of Foundation Establishment disciples sat cross-legged, including Christopher Tong.
As they were about to reach their destination, they had ended their cultivation early.
At this moment, they looked at the three figures at the front of the spirit boat with reverence and nervousness.
These were their Sect Master, the second elder, and Elder Gu!
Normally, it was rare for such a small group of disciples to accompany three high-ranking figures on an outing…
“Senior Brother Tong, what exactly is going on?”
Many disciples looked at Christopher Tong, their eyes filled with curiosity.
Although some of them had higher cultivation levels than Christopher, his status was much higher.
Among all the Foundation Establishment disciples, only Christopher was a direct disciple.
They only knew that the mortal world was more chaotic than usual, but nothing more.
“Junior brothers, please don’t ask me. Master has instructed that this matter cannot be disclosed for now. You might find out in due time.”
Christopher said with a bitter face.
Facing these fellow Foundation Establishment disciples, he couldn’t act as aloof as he did with Qi Refining stage disciples.
“Alright.”
The disciples sighed and didn’t press further.
Meanwhile,
“Old Gu, the Sect Master is talking to you.” The second elder reminded Mark Gu, who was lost in thought.
“Ah, oh, what did you say, Sect Master?” Mark Gu turned to Megan Shen.
Megan’s face was slightly cold. In the entire Cyan Cloud Sect, only Mark Gu dared to be distracted while talking to her. She took a deep breath and looked at the second elder.
The second elder understood and said, “Old Gu, you just asked if the Sect Master was really going to meet the senior. The Sect Master said you could speak freely.”
Mark Gu noticed Megan’s expression and quickly said, “Sect Master, if you want to meet the senior, go ahead. I can’t stop you. But I must remind you, if the senior is unfriendly or says something you don’t like, please hold your temper and avoid conflict!”
He sighed inwardly, thinking, if it comes to a fight, Sect Master, you might not come out on top.
The air grew silent.
Megan looked at Mark Gu and said calmly, “Elder Gu, you’re overthinking. Our sect has never met that cultivator, nor do we have any grudges. How could we possibly fight?”
Although Megan’s tone was calm, Mark Gu and the second elder could sense her displeasure.
They exchanged glances, bowed to Megan, and stepped back.
Their sense of crisis was strong, knowing it was not wise to stay near the Sect Master for long.
Seeing this, Megan sighed inwardly, wondering what kind of illusion the cultivator had used to make Mark Gu so respectful.
One must know that Mark Gu, with his superb alchemy skills, didn’t regard many cultivators in the Cultivation World highly!
At this moment, she looked down and saw a small town faintly appearing.
Moyu Town, they had arrived.
…
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