Cultivating Immortality Begins with Acting as a Girl Chapter 138

Character name suggestions: Zhao Ming (), Shen Shaohua (), Ni Huaijun (), Song Ling ()

“But… Zhao Ming is so reckless, aren’t the royals afraid that she’ll offend a powerful expert and invite retaliation? You also said that she has extraordinary talent; wouldn’t it be a great loss for the royal family if she died prematurely?”

Song Ling still looked bewildered, “Also, even if ordinary people can’t control her, this is at the foot of Mount Ziyao Sect. Can’t the immortal masters control her?”

The cloth-robed youth didn’t answer immediately but instead asked, “Little brother, you’re not from our Zhao Kingdom, are you?”

“That’s right, I’m indeed not from Zhao Kingdom.”

This was nothing worth hiding; there were many people from other countries in Linyao Town alone, so Song Ling didn’t deny it.

“That explains it. Our Great Zhao has its own national conditions, so it’s normal that you, little brother, aren’t clear about them. Let me explain in detail.”

The cloth-robed youth cleared his throat and continued:

“The royal family of our Great Zhao was decided after mutual consultation by the Six Xuanmen Sects. As for why they did this, I suspect it’s to ensure a stable order exists in this land.”

“After all, even for immortal cultivation sects to flourish eternally, their foundation lies in people. If the country is in constant warfare, and good seedlings with potential die in battle, then the sects will inevitably fall into a state of lacking fresh blood, and it won’t be easy to preserve the vast territory of Zhao Kingdom.”

“And the Six Xuanmen Sects cannot spare the time to manage such a huge country, so electing a stable royal family aligns with the collective interests of the Six Sects.”

“Against this backdrop, the Great Zhao royal family received joint support from the Six Sects. It is said that their imperial palace guards number in the thousands, every single one an Inner Gang Grandmaster. Even Martial Dao experts of the Heavenly Gang realm number in the hundreds. Just like the hidden guards you saw around Zhao Ming earlier, they are part of them. Civilian Jianghu gangs are far from being comparable, let alone capable of harming members of the royal family. Therefore, your first question simply doesn’t hold water.”

“As for your second question… in principle, killing people arbitrarily is certainly not allowed in Linyao Town, even if she is a princess. But there are exceptions to everything, just as I told you before, Zhao Ming was favored by a certain elder of the Ziyao Sect since childhood, and it’s highly likely she will be taken as a direct disciple after entering the sect. In such a situation, how could the outer disciples of Ziyao Sect, responsible for maintaining public order in Linyao Town, possibly offend her for the sake of a mere mortal’s life?”

As the cloth-robed youth spoke, he led Song Ling to a tea stall by the roadside. By the time he finished speaking, a cup of green tea had already been consumed.

“So that’s how it is…”

Song Ling was somewhat indignant and annoyed, “How can this world be like this? Are we commoners at the bottom just destined to be arbitrarily bullied by these noble figures?!”

With a “bang,” he placed the teacup in his hand heavily on the table.

“That’s why so many people want to change their fate as ants by embarking on the immortal path, but…”

The cloth-robed youth looked at the excited young men and women all over the street, shaking his head and saying:

“Only less than one in a thousand truly succeed, and even if they pass the assessment, they only gain the qualification to climb upwards. The subsequent journey is still unimaginably long and arduous.”

“Big brother, I will definitely succeed!” Song Ling looked at the cloth-robed youth, his tender face filled with determination.

The cloth-robed youth smiled wryly, nodded and said, “Good, I wish you, little brother, immediate success!”

“Thank you, big brother. By the way, big brother, you just said that we ordinary people are the foundation for the sustainable prosperity of the Six Xuanmen Sects. Countries like Beibian, Shen, and Dai also have large populations, so why have the Six Sects never held disciple recruitment conferences there?” Song Ling asked.

“Hmm…”

The cloth-robed youth pondered for a few breaths before replying:

“Regarding this question, I once heard a saying, though I don’t know if it’s true or false, that the higher the spiritual energy concentration in a place, the easier it is to nurture good seedlings with excellent immortal cultivation aptitude, and vice versa.”

“The countries you just mentioned, little brother, should all be countries with low spiritual energy concentration, right? Perhaps in the eyes of the Six Sects, the probability of producing cultivation seedlings in those places is too small, and currently, the good seedlings in Zhao Kingdom are sufficient, so there’s no need to specifically go there to recruit disciples.”

After listening, Song Ling’s face was full of admiration, and he said, “Big brother, you know so much! You’re truly amazing!”

The cloth-robed youth awkwardly scratched his head, “Not really, these are all just my guesses. As for the specific truth, it’s not something a small person like me can know. If you stay in Linyao Town for a few years, little brother, the information you gather won’t be any less than mine.”

Under Song Ling’s continuous flattery and coaxing, the cloth-robed youth poured out all the information he had accumulated over several years in Linyao Town to Song Ling.

The two talked very happily, only parting ways at dusk.

The cloth-robed youth not only didn’t earn a single penny but also paid for an afternoon’s worth of tea.

“Young Master, what are we going to do next?”

Ni Huaijun had grown accustomed to Song Ling displaying a completely different personality than usual; after all, when they first met, she had been thoroughly deceived.

Later, on the journey south, she had witnessed Song Ling’s exquisite acting skills multiple times.

“There are still more than ten days until the recruitment conference officially begins. Let’s find a place to settle down first,” Song Ling said.

As it was the eve of the recruitment conference, almost all inns and hotels in the town were fully booked. Song Ling left the main road and navigated through narrow alleys, taking a long time to find a private guesthouse with vacant rooms in a relatively secluded corner.

Being far from the bustling market, it was quite peaceful here, allowing Song Ling to quietly spend the last few days before the conference began.

…

The second day of the sixth month, early morning.

On this day, a light drizzle fell again, and Linyao Town was completely deserted.

The rainwater on the flagstone paths reflected a faint light, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of earth and flowers.

On the streets, various umbrellas, like colorful flowers, converged towards the large square in the center of the town. The closer they got, the denser the crowd became, but at the outer perimeter of the square, a faintly glowing red line stopped most people in their tracks.

According to the rules of the Ziyao Sect, only those participating in the assessment could enter; everyone else, whether parents or curious residents, could only wait outside the line.

Although the red line had no coercive interception capability, no one wished to provoke the Ziyao Sect as a mortal.

Song Ling and Ni Huaijun had left early. At this moment, Ni Huaijun remained outside the red line, while Song Ling stepped into the square.

At a glance, there were already at least several hundred youths under fifteen years old in the square, and their numbers were continuously increasing as time passed. It was estimated that the number would reach over a thousand by the time the assessment officially began.

They stood alone or in groups of three to five, some with anxious expressions, others feigning ease, varying greatly.

Song Ling’s gaze narrowed slightly. In the crowd, a figure that stood out like a crane among chickens caught his attention. It was Zhao Ming, Shen Shaohua, whom he had seen from afar once when he first arrived in Linyao Town.

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