Chapter 63: 63. Zhao Yi’s Surprise [Extra Chapter for Sect Leader Yi Nian Zhi Jian by Eric] In Cangwu City.
Wen Ping walked leisurely through the night market with a good mood; now he only needed to take Zhao Yi back to the Immortal Sect.
As long as they reached there, the task would be completed.
Zhao Yi followed closely behind, apparently preoccupied. Especially since he suddenly gained freedom, and someone valued him; his heart was a mixture of emotions. Even in his former glorious days, no one had cared for him like this.
After a moment of silence, Zhao Yi asked, "Are you really the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect?"
Wen Ping smiled without speaking.
After nightfall, Wen Ping returned to the foot of Yunlan Mountain.
While walking on the thousand-layer stone steps, Zhao Yi finally believed that Wen Ping was indeed the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect, and it was true that Wen Ping spent a Thousand Gold to have him join the Immortal Sect.
Unfortunately, the journey was bleak; the rumors of the Immortal Sect’s decline were indeed true.
If it hadn’t declined, the former Immortal Sect could have rivaled the Flying Dragon Association, greatly increasing his chances of seeking revenge.
Just before reaching the summit, Wen Ping suddenly turned around and said to Zhao Yi, "Zhao Yi, pay the entrance fee."
"Entrance fee?"
"Give me all the money you have."
"Sect Leader Wen, you’ve already spent a Thousand Gold to redeem me, this..."
Wen Ping’s expression suddenly became serious. He stood firm and said in a robust voice, "This is the rule of the Immortal Sect. If you don’t pay the entrance fee, you can’t join the Immortal Sect. Afterwards, the recovery of your meridians and revenge will not be my concern."
Having said that, Wen Ping wished to add:
The entrance fee worth a Thousand Gold has been exempted, what more do you want?
However, Zhao Yi’s attention wasn’t on the entrance fee but rather another part, "Sect Leader, did you just say meridian recovery?"
The excitement and hope on Zhao Yi’s face ignited like dry firewood at Wen Ping’s words.
Excitement is the wood, hope is the fire, burning brighter and brighter in the night.
His gaze at Wen Ping was filled with excitement.
Once upon a time, he fantasized about his meridian recovery. Then he could continue cultivating, even willing to spend a lifetime reaching the Profound Realm. Hardship, exhaustion, he feared none but having no means to avenge his parents and sister.
But the recovery of meridians required scarce and priceless items.
He once saw an item reportedly capable of meridian recovery and consolidation, sold at the high price of fifty thousand Gold.
Fifty thousand Gold—half of the Zhao Family could be sold and still not amount to that.
Wen Ping nodded and responded, "Just meridian recovery, it’s nothing major."
"The entrance fee, I’ll pay, I’ll pay."
Zhao Yi hurriedly began searching himself.
In his bosom, one.
In his sleeve, one.
In his high boots, one.
...
Finally, he found another in his pants leg.
Altogether, twenty-two Gold Coins were hidden in various parts of his body.
After collecting these 22 Gold Coins, Wen Ping took Zhao Yi to the Immortal Sect and arrived at the kitchen.
Huai Ye was preparing a late-night snack, and upon seeing Wen Ping’s arrival, she immediately greeted him, "Sect Leader, you’re back."
"Mm."
"Is this the new junior disciple?"
Wen Ping nodded and said, "Yes, his name is Zhao Yi. Please guide him a bit and first prepare some food for him."
Huai Ye directly brought the cooked food from the kitchen, "Let’s eat Yang Lele’s late-night snack."
Zhao Yi exclaimed after taking a bite, "It’s really delicious."
After Wen Ping smiled, he said to Huai Ye, "Huai Ye, later take him to the dormitory area and introduce him to fellow disciples."
"Mm."
Huai Ye nodded excitedly, savoring the sight of Zhao Yi enjoying the food.
For some reason, she felt a sense of excitement when a newcomer arrived, just like a senior sister seeing a new junior brother.
After eating his fill, Huai Ye took Zhao Yi to the dormitory area. On the wooden bridge, Huai Ye said, "Junior Brother, you’re here for the first day; I’ll cover the dormitory area for you."
Zhao Yi was somewhat puzzled by what Huai Ye meant. He planned to ask, but saw Huai Ye throw a hundred Gold Ticket into a metal box.
"100 Gold, that’s enough for two nights."
"Senior Sister, does living in the Immortal Sect cost 50 Gold per night?" Zhao Yi looked at Huai Ye with some surprise.
"Mm."