Chapter 91: I'm Just Looking for a Few Weeders

Zhang Ergou, though not a decent person among the miscellaneous disciples, had a wide circle of friends. Once he spread the news, nearly half of the miscellaneous disciples went into a frenzy.

A big shot from the peak coming down to pick disciples to go up the mountain—what did that mean?

It meant skipping the outer disciples or even inner disciples and going straight to the peak to become a disciple under the supreme elder of that peak.

If lucky enough to be chosen, it would truly be like a fish leaping through the dragon's gate—from then on, a sparrow turned into a phoenix, commanding wind and rain, living a life of ease and joy.

At that moment, in a miscellaneous disciple's dwelling, a disciple heard the cheers outside and the news Zhang Ergou had just brought. A glint of sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Given his own situation, it wouldn't be long before he became an outer disciple, leaving behind the miscellaneous disciples and truly connecting with the sect. But now, with this big shot from the peak coming to recruit disciples, it was undeniably an opportunity.

Entering the peak versus entering the outer sect—these were two choices. Entering the peak meant receiving the peak's protection, with no major issues regarding cultivation techniques and resources. But if he entered the outer sect, everything would depend on himself.

However, none of this was a problem for him, because he had his own opportunities.

Lu Yan was very confident in himself. He believed his cultivation level ranked among the top ten of the miscellaneous disciples, and if he went all out, he could even take down the number one miscellaneous disciple.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Lu Yan concealed his cultivation and cultivated slowly. When the time was right, he would astonish everyone and crush the masses.

Lu Yan had already planned out all of this.

Long-lasting strength didn't bring a sense of impact. Only when everyone looked down on you and you burst forth with astonishing strength would the big shots take notice.

…

Lin Fan stood there, looking at the mighty crowd not far away, a confident smile on his lips. Should he act profound or domineering in a moment?

But now, as the leader of a sect, he had to maintain the proper aura.

Then Lin Fan took a slight breath, like a transcendent being descending, hands clasped behind his back, eyes gazing into the distance as if piercing through layers of void, seeing the true essence of life, entering a mysterious and profound state.

The miscellaneous disciples summoned by Zhang Ergou watched Lin Fan nervously.

So this was the big shot from the peak.

Truly heroic and extraordinary, with an imposing demeanor. The overwhelming aura that couldn't be blocked even if one tried—clearly that of a big shot.

For the first time, Lin Fan was the center of such attention, and he couldn't help but feel intoxicated. Among these thousands of bewildered eyes, only his figure stood out.

Lu Yan stood in the front row, looking at the big shot Zhang Ergou had mentioned, his eyes flashing with sharp light. The other's aura was imposing yet restrained; even with his secret technique, he couldn't see through the man's depth—terrifying indeed.

Lu Yan had originally been an ordinary miscellaneous disciple, so ordinary he could even be called a waste.

But one day, he was beaten by several senior miscellaneous disciples and lost a lot of blood. Accidentally, his blood touched a string of family heirloom Buddhist beads around his neck, and strange things began to happen.

That string of beads not only restored his body but also brought to his mind cultivation techniques he had never known before.

From then on, Lu Yan knew his life would no longer be mediocre.

“Sir, there are too many miscellaneous disciples for me to summon alone. These few hundred fellow disciples here should be enough for you to choose from,” Zhang Ergou said with utmost respect, not daring to be presumptuous.

“Mm.” Lin Fan nodded, then snapped out of the enjoyable state of being the center of attention and carefully examined the crowd.

Everyone, seeing that the big shot was sizing them up, swallowed their saliva and waited with great anticipation.

They desperately hoped to be the lucky ones, taken up the mountain by the big shot, and from then on walk the bright path.

Lu Yan stood tall in the crowd, subtly releasing a bit of his aura. With the big shot's cultivation, he would surely notice his extraordinary nature.

Once chosen by the big shot and joining the peak, he could let loose, make a big move, and carve out his own sky.

Lin Fan's gaze swept over everyone's bodies; he didn't care about faces.

Lin Fan's current criteria for selection were: strong, powerful, and able to weed.

Those with frail builds were not even considered.

“This time, I will only pick five people,” Lin Fan said, then pointed at Zhang Ergou. “You gathered the people, so you count as one.”

Zhang Ergou had been nervous too—what if the big shot didn't choose him? But now that the big shot had taken him first, Zhang Ergou's triangular face flushed red with excitement, as if he might cry.

Ancestral graves are smoking! I, Zhang Ergou, never thought I'd have a day of such success.

Thinking about it, Zhang Ergou wiped the corner of his eyes, as if lamenting his past miserable life.

At the same time, he looked at Lin Fan with eyes full of gratitude. From now on, he would definitely repay the big shot's kindness for recognizing his talent.

Seeing that the big shot had already chosen one, the miscellaneous disciples became even more nervous. Five spots, now one less, meant only four lucky ones among these hundreds.

So who would those four lucky ones be? The hundreds of miscellaneous disciples stared eagerly.

Lu Yan stood in the crowd, very confident that he would be chosen, because just now he noticed the big shot had glanced at him twice.

That feeling was definitely right. But Zhang Ergou being chosen made Lu Yan somewhat disdainful. A sly, clever, useless man who would be from a different world than him from now on—yet he got chosen, which was completely unexpected.

“You…” Lin Fan chose another. This man was tall, dark-skinned, with thick, powerful arms—clearly a good worker.

“Thank you, sir.” The tall man looked at Lin Fan in disbelief, never expecting to be chosen. Then he grinned foolishly.

…

“You…”

“You…”

He chose two more in succession, each selected based on physical fitness. The people he picked were clearly from farming families, with excellent working ability.

Lu Yan was astonished. He didn't understand the big shot's selection criteria. The few chosen, in Lu Yan's eyes, were the worst of the wastes, the kind who would never become outer disciples in a lifetime.

But the more unpromising they were, the more the big shot favored them. Could these people have some special quality that he couldn't see?

Now only one spot remained, and Lu Yan couldn't help but feel nervous.

But in his heart, he kept telling himself that the last one must be him.

At this moment, Lu Yan threw caution to the wind, no longer holding back his aura, which surged like waves.

He wanted to attract the big shot's attention with his final burst of momentum.

When Lu Yan noticed the big shot looking at him, his heart leaped into his throat. The big shot saw him—he must be about to choose him.

Lu Yan's throat felt hoarse as he desperately tried to speak.

Lin Fan blinked, glanced at Lu Yan, and thought this guy was a bit strange. Why was his aura fluctuating? Though not bad, his build was a bit thin and pale—clearly not someone used to hard work.

Then Lin Fan's gaze shifted to the side, a slight smile appearing. “The last one is you.”

A big, simple-looking man standing not far from Lu Yan was startled, then burst into wild joy.

…

“How is this possible?” Lu Yan's lips trembled; he couldn't believe the result. In the big shot's eyes, was he even inferior to these trash?

“Damn it… damn it.” Lu Yan looked at the chosen ones, their arrogant smiles like sharp arrows piercing deep into his heart.

These people, once wastes in his eyes, had been chosen—how infuriating.

At that moment, Lu Yan cast a cold glance at Lin Fan, resentment rising in his heart.

“Today you look down on me; one day I'll make you look up to me.”

Lu Yan clenched his fists and quietly withdrew from the crowd.

Lin Fan was very satisfied with the five he had chosen, unaware that this casual selection had earned him the hatred of a man with great ambitions.

If Lin Fan knew this, he probably wouldn't even know how to cry.

I just picked a few weeders—how did that attract hatred?

“Alright, follow me.” Lin Fan nodded calmly, not wanting to say much. The weeding work was heavy, and he couldn't afford to waste time.

“Sir, please wait a moment. I want to seek justice for myself,” Zhang Ergou said at that moment.

Lin Fan looked at Zhang Ergou, then nodded. “Hurry up.”

With the big shot's approval, Zhang Ergou smiled. He immediately ran to a burly man, stood tall, and looked at him. “Yesterday you beat me and stole ten Body-Tempering Pills from me. Return them now and apologize to me.”

The burly man Zhang Ergou faced was a little tyrant among the miscellaneous disciples, feared by all. But now that he had the big shot's backing, what could this guy do to him?

“You're robbing me! It was clearly two pills, and you say ten! You…” The burly man's face changed, and he whispered angrily.

“Hmph, no nonsense. The big shot is here. If you keep him waiting, it won't be just me asking you so simply.” Zhang Ergou held his nose high, looking very cocky.

The burly man glanced at the impatient big shot, then gritted his teeth and looked at Zhang Ergou with fury. “Fine, I'll give them to you. I hope you never come back.”

Zhang Ergou smiled. Come back? He'd never return to this place. What awaited him was a paradise on earth.

“Good, now apologize to me.” Zhang Ergou looked at the ten Body-Tempering Pills, licked his lips, and put them away contentedly.

“I'm sorry.” The burly man admitted defeat. He hadn't expected this guy to have such luck. But if he ever caught him again, he'd make sure he knew the consequences.

“Mm, not bad. Next time you see your Brother Ergou, behave yourself, or I won't be nice.” Zhang Ergou felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure coursing through his body.

This feeling was absolutely fantastic.