Painting of the Nine Immortals

Translator: _Tat_ Editor: Rundi

"I have made my final decision. Four peak leaders, please save your words."

After a soft statement that was ridden with determination and sternness that allowed no questions, the four peak leaders frowned.

They gave Ling Xian a harsh look before flapping their sleeves and leaving without another word.

All of those four were the leader of a peak. In the entire Yuezhou, they were famous seniors. Given their identity, of course they wouldn't waste their time and try to convince Ling Xian otherwise.

However, all of them had expressions of pitifulness.

When the Dao Peak leader was at the door of the great hall, he suddenly stopped and spoke a statement full of anger.

"You are wasting a great opportunity and destroying your own future. In the future, you will regret this."

Then, the silhouette of the person began to fade away at the entrance of the door.

The other three peak leaders gave Ling Xian another good look. All of them revealed their disappointment in him and their anger.

They came here today personally and poured their hearts out, making promises to Ling Xian. Yet at this moment, they were all rejected by him. Why wouldn't they be angry?

However, they were important figures with much rights after all.

Then, like the Dao Peak leader, they left this place.

"Regret this?"

Ling Xian chuckled. Everyone makes regretful decisions and feel regretful. But regarding this, he will never regret it.

He had the Pioneer of Crafts' inheritance. If he doesn't learn a little something about crafts, then he would truly be regretful. Though he placed more focus on cultivation, he had to absorb some knowledge and learn another skill. That can never be a bad thing.

"Haha, Xian Ling, I welcome you."

The crafts path elder laughed. The happiest person at the scene was without a doubt, him.

It wasn't that he was exhilarated because a Heaven's Favorite chose the Path Crafts, it was more because Ling Xian rejected the four peak leaders. This gave him face.

Therefore, the leader of crafts was extremely happy. The way he looked at Ling Xian was very gentle.

"It is nice to meet you, I wonder how I shall address you?" Ling Xian paid his respect.

"My name is Su Chang Feng. I am one of the seven elders in charge of those who choose the Path of Crafts."

The elder stroke his beard and smiled. "With your talent, it is a pity to not choose the four peaks. However, since you have made up your mind, I won't make you change it."

Smiling, Ling Xian made up an excuse, "I have been interested in crafts since a young age and never loved cultivation. Now that an opportunity presented itself right before me, of course I have to take it."

Hearing this, Su Chang Feng's eyes brightened. The way he looked at Ling Xian softened.

He has been drunk in love with crafts. Naturally he likes it when someone says they also like crafts, especially when the person speaking is a cultivation genius.

"Very good. Craftsmanship is one of the three leading professions. It is definitely a right decision for you to choose this." Su Chang Feng smiled in satisfaction. He probably already forgot that there were two other elders inside the grand hall.

Hearing what he was saying, of course the other two weren't happy. However, they didn't say much and turned to leave the place.

Su Chang Feng smiled at this, looking a little embarrassed.

At this, Ling Xian made his request, "Elder Su, can you take me to tour around the crafts room?"

"Of course. Follow me." Su Chang Feng nodded. He then rolled up his sleeve and carried Ling Xian across the cloud.

The Shang Qing Sect had a very wide piece of land. Though it was only a Sect, its total land area was not any smaller than a small country.

Craftsmanship was an important part of the Shang Qing Sect, so naturally, it owned much area of the land. At the very least, it possessed one seventh of the Shang Qing Sect. The way this division set up their land was also very different than how most of the others set up theirs - they set it up like it was a school.

Here stood as many as seven to eight tall ancient buildings. Amongst them, there were places for pupils to rest in, classrooms to learn craftsmanship in, and also libraries where people can read and rest in.

To sum it up, the land of craftsmanship was like a campus, and mimicked the learning institutions that could be found in Taoism schools.

It was the same for alchemy and arrays. Or in other words, even the cultivation path had the same set up. This was something unique about the Shang Qing Sect.

Yet when Ling Xian and Su Chang Feng arrived behind the door of the crafts grand hall, this elder began to take him to stroll around in order to help him familiarize himself with the surroundings.

This opened Ling Xian's eyes. He didn't think the craftsmen set up their land like a school yard. This was a completely new experience for him.

Though he had lived many years in the Shang Qing Sect, he was very focused on cultivation and never once visited this part of the Sect. Thus, every time he saw a new strange building or a new made up name, he felt very interested.

Luckily, he was naturally talented. After walking around in a circle, he had a rough idea of how this area worked.

"Interesting. It looks like I made the right choice coming here."

Standing before an ancient building that was at least seven floors tall, Ling Xian revealed a smile. He then followed Su Chang Feng and went inside a room at the top level of the building.

Then, Su Chang Feng took out a white jade from the bottom drawer and tossed it to Ling Xian. "This jade will act as a token for your identification. Use your spiritual energy to carve your name onto it."

Ling Xian nodded. Then he used his Qi to carve down two words on the white jade.

Xian Ling.

Today, his real name was as bright as the Sun in the sky and everyone from the world had heard of it. So he needed this fake name.

"This token will now represent your identity. Don't lose it, or else it'll be troublesome."

Su Chang Feng stroke his beard and looked at the smiling young man before him, "Xian Ling, I welcome you. From today on, you are officially a pupil of the Path of Crafts."

"It is my honor." Ling Xian smiled and placed the token into his storage pouch.

"Okay, then familiarize yourself to the accommodation building. Tomorrow morning, report to the study hall." Su Chang Feng grinned and indicated to him that he could leave now.

Ling Xian nodded and turned around to leave. He headed towards the accommodation building.

After a while, he paused before an ancient building that was seven floor tall. It was the place where most pupils rest in or in more plain words, the student residence.

Because there wasn't a high population who chose the Path of Crafts, the residence building wasn't made to be many in number. There were only two of them.

"From tomorrow on, a new life will begin for me. I believe this will for sure provide me with many new and interesting experiences." Ling Xian beamed and arrived to the second floor.

He had asked Su Chang Feng just now. The newly accepted pupils count as first grade and all lived on the second floor. As for his own room, he had already asked as well; it was number 203.

Therefore, he didn't take much rest before pushing open the door to room 203.

Then, Ling Xian saw an image that surprised him.

Before him stood someone who's back was facing him. The person was tall in height and very curvy. Of course, this wasn't why he was surprised. The real reason behind his shock was the fact that the person wasn't wearing any clothes.

Silky smooth back, a tiny waist, a round butt, and a pair of sexy long legs, nothing about this silhouette wasn't alluring.

When the silhouette realized someone had entered, the person subconsciously turned around, which once again shocked Ling Xian.

Because he realized that this person who appeared to be a woman from the back had no breasts!

As if struck by lightning, Ling Xian couldn't snap out of it.

The two of them stared at each other and after a while, the person finally regained himself and screamed a scream that pierced through the cloud.

"AH!"