Xianwu Era, March 3.

With the unremitting efforts of the head, Qingyun Daozong finally ushered in the eighth disciple Ye Ping.

In order to allow Ye Ping to stay and to gain Ye Ping’s respect, the Zongmen tried all kinds of methods to deceive him.

Boasting that he is a genius of peerless swordsmanship, genius of peerless cultivation, genius of peerless alchemy, genius of peerless refining equipment, genius of peerless divination, genius of peerless array technique, genius of peerless Jianbao, son of peerless luck.

Moreover, in order to maintain the image of genius, it is even more chaotic.

Just scratching a sword mark will let Ye Ping comprehend the peerless sword intent.

Just take out a cauldron and let Ye Ping make the best pill.

Just take out a coin and let Ye Ping figure out the unparalleled secret.

I just hoped that Ye Ping would discover the truth later and stay in the sect.

What everyone didn’t expect was.

This new little brother… actually learned it.

Lu Changsheng felt quite unwell.

After transmigrating into a XianXia world, he came to possess a protagonist’s face.

His temperament was extraordinary, creating many fanatics in all forms of life.

Whenever he broke through to the next realm, it would create a “Heaven-Earth Phenomenon”.

Whenever he read aloud a poem, it would alarm all scholars under the heavens.

Whenever he spoke a few random words from the Tao Te Jing, Zhuangzi, or Huangting Jing, even more phenomenons would appear: a deluge of heavenly flowers, innumerable rays of multicolored sunlight, and mythical beasts offering auspicious omens.

Whenever he casually went out to gain some experience and learn, mounts would turn up without being invited and buddhist monks appeared every 10 steps he took.

However, it was exactly under this kind of setting.

Lu Changsheng refused to believe by all possible means, that his cultivation was ordinary.