I Became a Rare Species in the Immortal Cultivation World

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Chapter 108: New Disciples Tour

At the Zhen Yan Sect’s New Student Division, a white-robed disciple adorned with cloud patterns led a large group through the floating peaks, pausing occasionally to explain sights. These were the sect’s newest members.

Though trying to contain their excitement, the disciples’ awe showed plainly—especially Ning Rui’s. Despite living multiple lives, he couldn’t hide his astonishment. This was the Zhen Yan Sect! After countless struggles, he’d finally joined.

Yet he never imagined the sect, still obscure in this era, would already boast such grandeur. The spiritual energy here dwarfed even top sects like his former Chuan Yun Sect.

Ning Rui was reborn—twice, in fact. Though his past lives never took him beyond the Foundation Establishment Stage, each death hurled him back to this moment before joining a sect. Remembering his ends chilled him: no schemes, rivalries, or expired lifespans. Both times, a cataclysmic Heavenly Tribulation had devoured the Immortal Blessing Continent. No escape existed… except here. The Zhen Yan Sect alone had thwarted that disaster.

To others, this was mere initiation. To Ning Rui, it meant survival. Only when the guiding disciple declared them official members did his racing heart settle.

While peers gaped at novelties, Ning Rui burned with hope. This was the sect blessed by the Divine Clan, birthplace of legendary Top-tier Cultivation Techniques, home of Qiu Zhang—the Master of the World himself! Here, he’d survive.

A flicker of emotions aged Ning Rui’s youthful face briefly before he schooled it into calm. Years of rebirth had taught him composure. He tuned back to the guide’s speech.

But as the tour continued, oddities surfaced. The mighty Zhen Yan Sect felt… unconventional.

"Gather round, juniors! Since you can’t fly yet, this spot shows our sect best. Those floating peaks? They’re called Peak One, Peak Two, Peak Three…"

"……" Such lazy naming?

"Don’t fret if you forget! Each teleportation array has numbers matching their peaks. Once you start Cultivation, pick any peak except the sect master’s main peak or the elders’ Second Peak. Just build your own hut!"

"……" They had to construct their own homes?

"Few rules here—roam freely! Except the main hall’s off-limits now. Elder Ling’s breaking through, so the sect master imposed visitor restrictions. Steer clear!"

"……" Visitor restrictions?

"Another thing! Ten miles out lies a monster-infested forest. Deadly! Future Beast Tamers can tame guardian beasts there—but avoid fluffy ones. Those belong to Lord Wen Ze. He’ll rage if you nab his pets!"

"Who’s Lord Wen Ze?" someone asked.

"See that figure chasing birds?" The disciple pointed skyward. "That’s him—the sect master’s guardian beast. Super friendly! Psst…" He lowered his voice. "Stuck against a powerful spirit beast? Compliment his fluffy jacket. He’ll help!"

"……" That worked?

"Now, key figures: First, our sect master—kind, patient, gorgeous, peerless Cultivation…" He listed virtues until breathless. "You’ll see! Next, Master Yuan, our strongest cultivator. He’s… unique. Stuck on Cultivation? Lost your socks? Stomachache? Visit him. One tip fixes anything! Just queue up."

"……" A fix-all sage?

"Elder Ling Qi handles daily affairs—Golden Core stage, but don’t underestimate him. Need materials for your cave mansion? See Elder Feng Yu. Cultivation questions? Ask Senior Brother Lin Feng or Senior Sister Shui Yan."

"Who’ll teach us?" Ning Rui blurted, tension rising. The legends hinged on Master Qiu’s disciples. Survival required learning from the Master of World himself. "Which masters do we follow?"

"No need!" The disciple waved. "Master Qiu teaches everyone. Once you’ve got spiritual roots, attend his basic course on Drawing in Spiritual Energy."

"Master Qiu… teaches us personally? Anyone can join?" Ning Rui gaped. He’d expected grueling trials to earn such honor.

"Of course! He insists on public lectures. But don’t be late—he makes tardy disciples copy the Qiu Zhang Technique ten times!"

"Copy…?!" A Top-tier Cultivation Technique as punishment?

"Worse—ask him questions after class, and he’ll drown you in transcription work till you forget your name!"

Everyone: "……"

Ning Rui: "……"

The title "Master of the World" suddenly felt… less dignified.