All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me
Chapter 25 The Sword Sect is in Poverty!_1

Chapter 25: Chapter 25 The Sword Sect is in Poverty!_1

Su Bei returned to the thatched cottage and sat quietly on the bed, deep in thought.

He really wanted to slack off. However, Wenren Pingxin—despite giving the impression that all his brains had turned to brawn—was still good to him.

He didn’t know the exact time of the last disciple recruitment. However, having spent so many years in Sword Sect, Su Bei still vaguely knew a thing or two.

For example, ever since Sect Leader Shangguan Wendao left, the quality of recruitment in Sword Sect had gradually declined.

If it weren’t for the reputation of being a top sect and the profound heritage of Sword Sect, they would have probably lost their prestigious status long ago.

This time, I must do well! Luring in more talented disciples is good for both the sect and myself! After all, the better the disciples, the prouder the master feels.

Ah! What can I do to turn the tide?

Su Bei lay on the bed, looking out the window at Xiao Ruoching. She was staring blankly, the two cultivation techniques before her, her long, enticing, black-stockinged legs drawing his gaze.

An unfounded impulse stirred within him.

The grand ideas he had when he first transmigrated to this world resurfaced uncontrollably in his mind.

Which immortal doesn’t wear stockings?

This is all they have in the brothels?

Goodness, so this is the so-called Demon Sect? Just flipping through a few videos on Douyin, you’d find attire far more seductive!

I, Su Bei, shall ensure that every immortal in this world has a pair of stockings to wear!

...

With this thought, Su Bei suddenly rose to his feet, his eyes sparkling.

Goodness, isn’t this opportunity right in front of me? A win-win? One thread, two uses? I wonder if this world has small advertisements!

Su Bei frowned in thought for a moment, then one inspiration after another burst forth in his mind.

Recruit one person for ten spirit stones; once you gather ten people for a hundred spirit stones, you can cash out.

For a sect like Sword Sect, I’d give a million to someone who betrays it. So, doesn’t that mean someone who stays loyal should be worth several hundred million by now? Applaud if you understand!

Cultivating is for dumbasses. If you’re not careful, you become a badass, and then you start showing off.

...

No more, no more, there are too many!

Su Bei patted his head and brushed the dust from his clothing. He casually sorted through the ideas in his mind.

First, I’ll discuss the financial issues with Eldest Senior Sister... I hope I’m not left with nothing in the end, penniless and having to figure out ways to make money myself.

...

Su Bei shook his head.

Although he had plenty of viable plans in mind, they all revolved around one issue: funds!

Lack of money can stump the bravest hero! No more thinking! It isn’t my job to handle the finances anyway.

...

"My disciple, you must cultivate diligently!" Su Bei said to Xiao Ruoching, who was still furrowing her brows, unsure of which technique to choose. "Your master will be right back."

Then, he disappeared from No-Sword Peak.

...

Xiao Ruoching’s eyes followed Su Bei’s receding figure.

After much deliberation, she still opened "The Protagonist Must Cultivate This Technique."

It seems unreliable, but it was the one he selected for me. He wants to utilize my Innate Taoist Body in the future, so he certainly wouldn’t harm me now! Or is he afraid that I might surpass him by cultivating the Sword Scripture, which is why he gave me a second option?

A hint of a cold smile touched Xiao Ruoching’s lips. He’s probably conflicted himself, she thought.

Well then, let’s see what exactly this "The Protagonist Must Cultivate This Technique" is all about! If he placed such importance on it, emphasizing it repeatedly, it must be extraordinary!

...

She had been sitting on the ground for a long time, and her body was now merely that of a mortal. Consequently, Xiao Ruoching felt an inexplicable numbness and chill in her legs.

Frowning, she supported her knees and slowly stood up. Then, she staggered step by step to Su Bei’s rocking chair and lay down.

Facing the refreshing mountain breeze, she felt the lingering warmth Su Bei had left behind.

With a sigh of contentment, she murmured, "So comfortable."

Then she turned to the first page:

[The Protagonist Must Cultivate This Technique]

I am the protagonist!

This cultivation technique is left for those with great Qi Luck in the world, authored by the Child of Destiny!

All things between heaven and earth have Qi Luck!

If your Qi Luck is not good, then give up this book!

It’s not suitable for you! Perhaps that seemingly extraordinary book next to you suits you better!

Are you ready?

...

Xiao Ruoching hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the [Sword Scripture] beside her.

Her eyes carried a hint of solemnity. This cultivation technique is quite interesting! It can predict one’s state of mind right from the beginning! Indeed, the technique left by Master is so extraordinary. Where on earth did he procure this book? Could it be from that place?

Xiao Ruoching’s eyes, filled with deep meaning, gazed at the page header.

It’s said that the Sword Concealing Pavilion’s tenth level is filled with peerless, secret manuscripts. Could this book be one Su Bei took from there? Although this introduction is a bit vague...

"Qi Luck!"

"Qi Luck!"

Xiao Ruoching murmured under her breath, once again thinking of the Qi Luck that Su Bei had emphasized over and over. Could it be that cultivation truly relies completely on Qi Luck?

She turned to the next page to continue reading.

[If you have turned to this page, it shows that you have absolute confidence in your Qi Luck!]

[The following content is for your eyes only!]

[Are you sure there is no one around you?]

[...]

Xiao Ruoching subconsciously looked around her. After confirming that there was no one nearby, she turned the next page.

Her interest was already fully captivated by this cultivation technique.

However, the next sentence caused Xiao Ruoching’s eyes to suddenly narrow.

[A Cultivator may only view this technique once!]

[Are you certain that you are the Child of Destiny?]

[If you view the subsequent contents of this book and your Qi Luck is not strong enough, the book might even be destroyed by some unforeseeable external forces!]

[Even so, have you decided to continue viewing it?]

Destroyed by external forces? How ominous! Is this cultivation technique really so magical?

As for whether she was the Child of Destiny, Xiao Ruoching was absolutely certain!

Since I’m a reincarnator, how could I not be the Child of Destiny? Could there be a second reincarnator? What a joke!

Then Xiao Ruoching took a deep breath, her eyes filled with unwavering determination as she turned to the next page...

...

「Meanwhile.」

In the South China Empire, Hua Province.

In a dimly lit old house, with windows tightly shut, a faint light emanated from an oil lamp.

A woman in a blue-green gauzy dress stood there. Her left hand swayed gently behind her back, while her right hand held her sleeve up in front of her.

Her eyebrows would occasionally furrow lightly, then slowly smooth out again. This went on for an unknown length of time.

Finally, seeming to have finished what she was writing, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Gazing at her sprawling masterpiece, she felt thoroughly pleased.

When she turned around, she saw an unknown number of books in various colors stacked high behind her.

Just then, a sudden knock on the door reached the woman’s ears, and a voice sounded from outside:

"Miss Liu, it’s time to submit your manuscript.

"I shoved all the rubbish from the last batch into Sword Sect.

"Other sects wouldn’t look twice at them, but Sword Sect takes anything; they’re poor..."

...

P.S. Thanks to Zangxian for the 500 reward!

Thanks to Heiheihei River God and Tianhuang for their monthly tickets!

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