Immortal In the Front Chapter 10

The so-called selection of menial tasks is actually quite watered down.

Some of the older and more senior outer disciples mostly have contacts with the third-generation disciples or the fourth-generation disciples, and most of the vacancies have been decided privately. The latter just go around and then bring up the people they value as a formality.

"Who's next?"

Nolan Rong stood up and said, "Disciple Nolan Rong is interested in accepting a disciple."

The head of the sect frowned slightly. Suddenly there was a commotion from the underground, and some people on the stage were whispering.

Only a third-level spiritualist can accept a disciple. Does this mean that he has made another breakthrough?! He has surpassed two levels in less than a year?

He is truly worthy of being a third-generation disciple.

The head elder acquiesced, and naturally suspected that the young master was praising him more. Nolan Rong didn't react much, and Victor Luo's face was distorted.

"This is nothing, it's just a cultivation supported by spiritual medicine, it can only be glorious for a while, otherwise, he has been stuck at the first level of spiritual master for more than ten years, what experience can he teach others, it's nothing more than wanting to borrow the light of his disciple."

He placed all his hopes on a young disciple, which showed that the disciple he favored must have good talent. This was also the reason why Victor Luo had the confidence to introduce the man to Ethan Ye even though he had never met him.

"Silence!" The elder turned to Nolan Rong, "Do you have a favorite disciple?"

"have."

Nolan Rong walked to the front, but did not step down. Instead, he stood at the edge, holding the list and raised his voice and shouted: "Trevor Ye!"

There was silence for a moment.

Trevor Ye was short and was blocked behind the crowd. When his name was called out, he thought he had heard it wrong.

"I'm calling you! Go quickly." Iris Zhao, who was standing by, covered her mouth in shock, feeling indescribable envy and jealousy, and quickly pushed him.

"ah?"

Seeing no one responded, Nolan Rong called out again.

"Trevor Ye!"

"Here!" Trevor Ye finally heard it clearly, was so surprised that he quickly raised his hand.

He squeezed out of the crowd, and just as he looked up and saw the stunned look on the face of the man above him, he also stopped in a strange posture.

The young man obviously recognized Nolan Rong and looked incredulous.

"Hello, senior. I am Trevor Ye."

Nolan Rong: "......"

The two people who were the focus of attention did not speak, and the atmosphere was a bit weird. Many disciples looked back and forth between the two people, not knowing what was going on.

The little girl who was standing next to Trevor Ye before was so shocked that she covered her mouth and hurriedly asked others about this person's origins. Seeing that she was petite and lovely, the old outer disciples did not hesitate to answer.

"This is the weakest disciple among the third generation, but he has the best temperament. This kid is really lucky. As long as someone doesn't like his master, he doesn't have to worry about being bullied by Nolan Rong."

Others either envied or consoled him: "He is a kind-hearted senior brother, very gentle and easy to talk to. His life is good, but I don't know if he has a future."

Very good-natured? Kind? Iris Zhao blinked. This Taoist priest who looked like an immortal not only had evil intentions but also took advantage of the situation to rob. He went there and did nothing, but took away two spiritual fruits for nothing. She still remembered!

Iris Zhao suspected that she had heard it wrong: "He still called it weak, then who is the strongest?"

"The strongest is of course the Sect Master, followed by the elders, and then of course Senior Brother Ethan Ye. He is the best of the younger generation of Qingshan Sect. Look, he is the one..." The disciple pointed at the stage and introduced them one by one with a look of reverence.

......

Nolan Rong recognized this annoying little devil, and when he came to his senses he almost turned around and left, having the urge to turn against him.

What the hell, did Trevor Ye look like this when he was a child?

He calmed down for a long while and looked carefully at the boy's eyebrows and eyes. There was indeed a bit of Trevor Ye's flavor. Ignoring these, thinking about what this kid did and the extent to which he meddled in other people's affairs... Nolan Rong's brain couldn't help but jump.

He raised his hand and pressed his temple with his long fingers, his voice steady.

"My name is Nolan Rong. From today on, you are my apprentice."

Trevor Ye looked up. The man above him was slender and very tall. The sunlight falling from his head dazzled his eyes.

At the same time, Victor Luo on the stage was horrified, and immediately pointed at Trevor Ye, pretending to be extremely distressed, and said to Ethan Ye: "This is the gifted child I was talking about. I didn't expect that Senior Brother Rong also thinks highly of him. What should I do?"

Ethan Ye said calmly: "In that case, I won't get involved."

Victor Luo's face was ugly, and his voice was a little anxious: "Could it be that because Nolan Rong's breakthrough and advancement were so fast, even Senior Brother Ethan Ye was afraid of him? I reluctantly gave him up out of good intentions, otherwise I would definitely accept him."

Ethan Ye glanced at him, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. He lied with his eyes open, did he think he was stupid?

After saying that, seeing that the kid was about to agree, he didn't notice Ethan Ye's reaction at all. Without waiting for him to answer, Victor Luo quickly stepped forward and stopped him sternly: "Wait! Trevor Ye, right? I also want to take you as my apprentice. Don't rush to agree to him."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

"Look carefully, this guy is just a kid with a good physique, but his tendons and veins are blocked and none of the five elements are smooth. He has no extraordinary qualities. Even if he practices hard, he won't achieve anything." After Ethan Ye finished speaking, he let out a light exclamation, feeling a little strange. He stared at Trevor Ye and frowned slightly.

Victor Luo disliked Nolan Rong, and all the third-generation disciples knew it. Was this just a coincidence or did he have ulterior motives? For a master like him, Ethan Ye didn't care about this little trick at all.

If the child was really talented, then he would have accepted him, but...

"What do you mean?" Although Ethan Ye lowered his voice, which might not reach Trevor Ye's ears, Nolan Rong heard every word, and his expression suddenly became much colder. It was obvious that Victor Luo was planning to let Ethan Ye intervene in the recruitment of disciples, but unfortunately the latter looked down on him.

Trevor Ye is a piece of unpolished jade that needs to be polished. If the stone doesn't shine, it's impossible for Ethan Ye to see the inside. Besides, the two of them don't have much friendship. With Ethan Ye's cunning, there's no need for him to be used as a gun by Victor Luo just to win Gregory Zhuang's favor... Victor Luo's wishful thinking failed. A desperate dog will probably jump over the wall. Let's make a fuss, he will only complain that the fuss is not big enough.

Nolan Rong's eyes were sinister and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Trevor Ye, who was in the audience, was originally staring at his face, and for some reason he felt horrified.

In fact, Victor Luo regretted what he said as soon as he opened his mouth. After he calmed down and looked carefully, he found that the child was indeed as useless as Ethan Ye said.

But Nolan Rong's face suddenly turned gloomy. Victor Luo thought to himself that this was enough. Anyway, one more person serving him would not make much difference, and one less person would not make much less.

He cleared his throat and bowed to the stage, "May I ask, Master, if two people value the same new disciple and want to recruit him as their own, should the one with higher cultivation level win, regardless of the generation of the disciple?"

There was a commotion below, and many people stared at Trevor Ye with fiery eyes. It would be good to follow Victor Luo, as he was the disciple of Elder Gregory Zhuangzhuang!

The head of the sect said, "That's natural. Cultivation is supreme, not based on seniority."

"Then I will definitely win." Victor Luo raised the corner of his mouth and sneered at Nolan Rong provocatively, making you convinced!

He strode forward, bursting out all his true energy, and struck Lingbi hard with one palm!

Boom! Ripples spread out and the light became brighter.

Fourth level spiritualist!

Victor Luo has made a breakthrough! It has only been half a year. What inspired him to make such a big progress? Just think about being favored by Elder Zhuang. Although he is not as good as Ethan Ye, he is also a leader! Almost everyone in the audience opened their eyes wide.

The Qingshan Sect is full of strong men, and even the fourth-generation disciples have such strong strength. Victor Luo's open provocation can be regarded as deliberate suppression. This time Nolan Rong really has to suffer a loss. He finally gets a disciple, but he is taken away by someone so forcefully. His limelight is completely suppressed. It's sad and lamentable.

Someone on the stage congratulated him: "Congratulations, Junior Brother Luo, on reaching a new level in your cultivation!"

Gregory Zhuang nodded with satisfaction. Although Victor Luo was impatient, he had a very good understanding and was very motivated. A 23-year-old fourth-level spiritualist, he would definitely be able to enter the Shangqing Immortal Sect with his recommendation in the future. He had high hopes for this disciple and was very pleased at this moment.

Spiritual master of the fourth level! Trevor Ye was stunned. If it was Ling Yan, it would be fine. With his qualifications, he never thought that there would be a master who would rush to accept him as an apprentice.

There is no such good thing in the world.

"It just so happens that the toilet is still in need of a sweeper. Since Nolan Rong values   you, you should at least have this talent."

Victor Luo raised his eyebrows proudly and hooked his finger at Trevor Ye, "Come here, I'll take it."

This is a harsh statement, implying that in Nolan Rong's eyes, the disciple he chose is only fit to clean toilets.

Nolan Rong said nothing, but he was unwilling to be outdone. He passed by Victor Luo, approached Lingbi, and punched out fiercely, hitting the surface of the wall!

A series of air explosions were deafening, and the peaceful Lingbi was rippled. Four words emerged------

Fifth level of spiritual master!

Dead silence.

Then there was a sound of people sucking in their breaths. The inner disciples who knew about it were horrified and couldn't believe what they saw. Even Ethan Ye, who was calm, was startled.

Trevor Ye was not surprised at all, as if he had expected it. He knew Nolan Rong was very powerful, and it turned out that he was a fifth-level spiritualist! He was only one step away from becoming a spiritual master.

Judging from strength alone, Nolan Rong is naturally more powerful.

"What else do you have to say? Do you want to have another fight to confirm the truth, or find someone else to compete with me?" Nolan Rong had a cold face and confronted Victor Luo.

"How is this possible? There must be something fishy going on!" Victor Luo was humiliated, his face turning red and blue. He believed that no one knew Nolan Rong's weaknesses better than him. Such a weak and incompetent person actually broke through the fourth level in a year. Even Ethan Ye was not so amazing. This was clearly unreasonable.

"For the sake of a useless disciple, you are cutting off your own path to advancement by taking the elixir. You are finished, Nolan Rong, you are finished." This must be the case, Victor Luo roared, there was no other reason.

Nolan Rong was calm and merciless: "Have you said enough? If you have, get out. I am accepting a disciple, and you are not qualified to criticize me."

"How dare you!" Gregory Zhuang suddenly roared, and stood up. The power of the spiritual master was clearly revealed, and the low-level disciples were suffocated. The atmosphere suddenly became much colder. He looked at Nolan Rong coldly for a long time before turning to his apprentice, "Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

"Master, I..." Facing Gregory Zhuang, Victor Luo's energy was much weaker, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to give up. Nolan Rong had clearly set a trap for him to embarrass himself. He had already said so much, and if he was really stage frightened, he would never be able to raise his head again.

"What a useless thing!" Gregory Zhuang snorted coldly.

He had originally planned to take this opportunity to propose to the Sect Master to remove Nolan Rong's position as the third-generation disciple, so that his disciple could get what he wished for. However, he did not expect that he had underestimated Nolan Rong. Now that things have become a foregone conclusion, perhaps there is no hope for him in the future.

Gregory Zhuang's face was full of gloom. Although he was scolding Victor Luo, his cold gaze never left Nolan Rong.

"This disciple of mine has been spoiled. He has never failed to get what he wants. I think this little disciple is just so-so. There are many better ones in the audience. Nolan Rong, what do you think?"

He was using both soft and hard tactics, still speaking for Victor Luo, persuading Nolan Rong to give up. It was not appropriate for Gregory Zhuang to come forward at this time, but he could lose face, and everyone would give him face and go down the stairs.

"I am a stupid disciple and don't know what Elder Zhuang means." Nolan Rong said.

The third-generation disciples sitting on the stage looked at each other.

It's so obvious, but he's still playing dumb. It's clear that he doesn't take the elders seriously.

Gregory Zhuang's face suddenly turned dark.

"Elder Zhuang, please calm down. Rong Xuanxin was just joking and didn't blame Junior Brother Luo." Lin Jingze stood up from his seat and couldn't help but speak to mediate.

"We are both disciples of Qingshan Sect. Don't let such trivial matters ruin your relationship. Since both of you are optimistic about him but can't agree on a solution..."

A light laugh broke the silence, and Ethan Ye finally stood up, "I just happen to be in need of a menial disciple, so why not leave it to me? I will teach you carefully and live up to your expectations."

Ethan Ye was quite smart. Victor Luo didn't really want this untalented disciple. He just wanted to prove himself and not let Nolan Rong get what he wanted. Gregory Zhuang was protecting his shortcomings. He inserted a knife in his path, which was actually a very clever way to please him.

Nolan Rong saw it all at a glance and his expression became extremely cold.

"That's great, thank you, Senior Brother Ethan Ye." Victor Luo was overjoyed when Ethan Ye showed up. He was sure that this Trevor Ye must have a relationship with Nolan Rong, otherwise why would the latter protect him everywhere.

The more Nolan Rong wanted it, the more he wouldn't let him have it!

Needless to say, among the younger generation, Ethan Ye is the soul figure of Qingshan Sect. He is already half a step into the realm of spiritual master, and in time he will be able to sit on equal footing with all the elders.

Has the world gone mad? The atmosphere was boiling, everyone was dizzy, not to mention envy, they were simply going crazy with jealousy.

Nolan Rong is a fifth-level spiritualist. One Victor Luo is not enough, and with Ethan Ye, all the best young people in Qingshan Sect will teach him. What kind of luck does Trevor Ye have? He has no talent and no background, so why do so many people want to accept him as a disciple!

"No!" Nolan Rong's voice was cold and he rejected it directly with a wave of his sleeves.

Ethan Ye was very surprised: "You don't agree?"

In his impression, Nolan Rong has always admired him and spoke softly, not to mention that he is now helping him out. It seems that he was wrong before. This Trevor Ye is a bit interesting, but he doesn't want to anger the elders for such a nobody.

After all, everyone in the Qingshan Sect knows that the only person who cannot be offended is Gregory Zhuang.

Of course, Nolan Rong had his own plans. He was an experienced person, and Gregory Zhuang's bad impression of him was influenced by Victor Luo. Even if he pretended to be nice to him, it would not help, so why should he care about offending him?

What's more, I have already bought a gift for my apprentice, so it would be awkward to go back empty-handed.

Nolan Rong sighed, "I just want to take in a disciple. I don't want the one with excellent qualifications. Do you want to snatch even an ordinary little disciple from me?"

Ethan Ye paused. Nolan Rong was still insisting on saying this at this time. Was he deliberately trying to offend everyone?

The noise from the crowd gradually died down, and those who knew him whispered to each other. It was said that Nolan Rong was approachable and considerate, but now his aggressive nature was finally exposed. In such an occasion, no matter how unhappy he was, he had to pretend to be hypocritical. Didn't he pretend to be so good before? How come his cultivation level is higher? Is he stupid?

There was no point in continuing to argue like this. Ethan Ye looked at Trevor Ye carefully and really didn't see anything special about him, so he said to him: "You make the choice. I respect your wishes."

"That's fine." Several managers couldn't stand it anymore.

The expressions of the people below were so dull and stiff. There was such a good thing in the world. Do you still need to choose? No matter how amazing your talent is or how solid your background is, the direct disciple of Master Ye and the number one of the younger generation of Qingshan Sect is standing in front of him. With a master who is destined to be extraordinary, your future will definitely be bright and smooth.

Trevor Ye stared at the few people blankly, and finally came to his senses from his previous confusion. He raised his hand and pointed tremblingly.

"I choose him."