After I Became A Divine Beast In An Immortal Sect [Transmigration into a Book] - Chapter 3

Recently, all the disciples of the Qianyuan Sect had been discussing the selection of new Peak Masters.

Unlike in the past, when the Sect Master directly appointed them, the main peak had announced that any disciple could register for this selection.

However, applicants had to fulfill three conditions:

They had to be disciples of either Zhiyuan Peak or Hanyun Peak.

Their cultivation had to be at the Nascent Soul realm or above.

They could not have any record of punishment by the Disciplinary Hall within the past hundred years.

Once these three conditions were announced, the vast majority of disciples were immediately excluded. Altogether, fewer than ten people met the requirements.

Naturally, some were delighted by the main peak’s decision, while others were worried.

At the summit of Suhui Peak, inside Jingming Hall, a man dressed in a flowing cloud-patterned robe stood with his body slightly bowed.

“Master, the Sect Master’s decision has disrupted our previous plans.”

He was Elder Jingming’s chief disciple and the eldest senior brother of the entire Suhui Peak—He Wenyu.

He had entered the sect slightly earlier than Cheng Suxi and had broken through to the Nascent Soul realm several decades ago. He could be considered one of the Qianyuan Sect’s most prominent elite disciples.

Upon hearing his words, Elder Jingming abandoned his usual genial expression. He sat silently in his chair for a long time, his face gloomy.

Only after a long while did he say, “Qin Jian has only recently become Sect Master, and his cultivation is insufficient to command everyone’s respect. I originally proposed that you and Ze’er take over Zhiyuan Peak and Hanyun Peak to lessen the sect’s burden. Yet he is naturally suspicious and guards against me at every turn. He rejected my suggestion on the spot. Since that is the case, we had no choice but to abandon the matter of becoming Peak Masters…”

He Wenyu hurriedly replied, “The Sect Master simply does not understand Master’s painstaking intentions. Whether or not this disciple becomes a Peak Master does not truly matter to me. I merely fear that Suhui Peak will be repeatedly targeted by the main peak in the future.”

Hearing this, Elder Jingming snorted disdainfully.

“That depends on whether they have the ability! When I became an elder, neither he nor that girl Lingxi had even entered the Qi Refining realm! Since they refuse to appreciate kindness, I would like to see what sort of Peak Masters they can select!”

Thinking of the divine beast egg he had handed over, Elder Jingming’s heart ached even more.

However, if it could drain Cheng Suxi’s spiritual energy, then the sacrifice was worthwhile.

As long as her injuries did not fully heal, she would not be a threat.

“Master is right. I was worrying unnecessarily.”

He Wenyu replied with a smile, though he privately wondered whether the person on the main peak was truly as simple as his master believed.

“How are matters at Hele Workshop?”

He Wenyu collected his thoughts.

“Everything is proceeding normally. The magical artifacts delivered last time have all been disposed of.”

“Keep a close eye on it. You absolutely must not allow anyone to notice.”

“This disciple understands.”

……

Three days later, registration closed.

After Qin Jian received the list of candidates, he summoned Cheng Suxi to discuss it with him.

Cheng Suxi glanced through the list and circled several names.

“These three will not do.”

When Qin Jian saw the three names, he immediately smiled.

“Senior Sister and I were thinking along the same lines.”

The three people Cheng Suxi had circled were Tang Zhi, Fan Hongsheng, and Shi Hongcai.

Tang Zhi came from the Tang family, Elder Jingming’s own clan. In terms of seniority, he had to address Elder Jingming as his great-grandfather.

No one knew why he had joined Hanyun Peak rather than Suhui Peak in the first place, but his relationship with Elder Jingming alone guaranteed that Qin Jian would never allow him to become Hanyun Peak’s Peak Master.

As for the other two, Fan Hongsheng had failed to achieve a breakthrough for many years and was already approaching the end of his lifespan. He was most likely participating in the selection because he coveted the cultivation resources available to a Peak Master.

Shi Hongcai, meanwhile, possessed sufficiently high cultivation but had a bloodthirsty nature. He was likewise unsuitable for the position.

“Elder Jingming has been reaching far beyond his authority. He even dreamed of having his disciples take over both peaks. I rejected him outright.”

Disgust appeared on Qin Jian’s face.

Cheng Suxi reminded him, “The sect is currently unstable. It would be unwise to confront him directly.”

The Qianyuan Sect had once been so prosperous and powerful that no insignificant scoundrel dared to cause trouble.

However, after the great war, the sect’s strength had greatly diminished. Several surrounding forces were watching them covetously, waiting for an opportunity to exploit their weakness.

If internal conflict erupted at such a time, the losses would far outweigh any gains.

Qin Jian sighed helplessly.

“I know. Senior Sister, you have told me that this matter must be handled gradually, but I simply cannot swallow this anger. During the great war, Master and the martial uncles fought desperately, only to die tragically at the hands of the demons. Yet a cowardly rat like Jingming managed to survive. How unjust the Heavenly Dao is!”

Cheng Suxi advised, “Elder Jingming possesses great prestige within the sect. If we wish to remove this malignant tumor, we must plan carefully. We absolutely cannot rush. Your vitality has been weak and unsettled recently, and your cultivation realm is unstable. Once the Peak Master selection is concluded, enter seclusion for a while.”

“All right.”

Qin Jian had also noticed that he had been somewhat restless and impatient lately. Entering seclusion to recuperate would give him an opportunity to calm himself.

……

When Cheng Suxi returned to the summit of Xianmiao Peak, Qinglian came to report something to her.

“Someone from Suhui Peak came earlier to ask about the divine beast egg. I did not dare answer without permission, so I managed to brush them off.”

Of all the peaks, if one asked which Qinglian disliked the most, the answer would undoubtedly be Suhui Peak.

The disciples of Suhui Peak were all arrogant and looked down upon others. They were particularly skilled at flattering those above them while trampling upon those beneath them, and they had never regarded servants such as Qinglian as worthy of attention.

Upon learning that Suhui Peak was still coveting the divine beast egg, Cheng Suxi’s expression turned cold.

She instinctively reached toward the pouch at her waist, only to feel something gently bump against her palm.

As though her heart had been immersed in warm spring water, it abruptly softened.

Sensing the change in Cheng Suxi’s aura, Qinglian was greatly surprised.

During his years on Xianmiao Peak, its Peak Master had always felt like a sharp sword on the verge of being drawn—cold and merciless.

It was rare to see such a gentle and indulgent expression upon her face.

Cheng Suxi sent a little spiritual energy into the pouch to soothe the young Ice Luan. When she raised her head again, her gaze had instantly returned to its usual coldness.

“If they send anyone else, simply dismiss them.”

Qinglian hurriedly acknowledged the order.

After returning to her meditation chamber, Cheng Suxi removed the pouch from her waist and took out the divine beast egg.

The patterns covering its round shell had grown increasingly vivid and lustrous, making it resemble an icy-blue luminous pearl.

I fed it all of this spiritual energy, mouthful by mouthful.

This realization filled Cheng Suxi with a faint sense of satisfaction.

At that moment, the egg happened to wobble. She could vaguely hear the clear chirping of a young bird from within.

The corners of Cheng Suxi’s lips curved upward.

She had noticed that the little creature inside the egg had become increasingly active lately.

Not only did it enjoy rolling around, but it also frequently attempted to communicate with her.

Although Cheng Suxi could not understand what it was trying to express, the presence of such a young and vibrant life made even someone who spent her days immersed in cultivation willingly devote more time to accompanying it.

Inside the egg, Hua Ling was also extremely satisfied with her caretaker.

Her inheritance had informed her that the person who carried her around every day and promptly provided her with abundant spiritual energy was not the mother who had laid this egg.

For a caretaker to do so much for her was already enough for Hua Ling to give her an enthusiastic thumbs-up.

More importantly, life inside the egg was unbearably boring.

She was trapped in complete darkness, and even the sounds outside were faint and indistinct. Other than cultivating, all Hua Ling could do was sleep.

Had she truly been an ordinary hatchling, it might have been tolerable. But as an adult, the emptiness and loneliness were enough to drive her mad.

Therefore, Hua Ling’s only daily source of entertainment was communicating with her caretaker by chirping or tapping her beak against the eggshell.

Whenever she did so, her caretaker would tap the shell in response or send spiritual energy into the egg.

After today’s “conversation” ended, Hua Ling moved her wings, which had already begun growing feathers, and estimated how much longer it would take her to hatch.

“Another half a month should be enough.”

By then, she would finally discover what the caretaker who had “incubated” her for so long looked like.

She was surely a very gentle person…