Pay to Cultivate Immortality? My Sect is Completely Free - Chapter 1

Chapter 1: If You Don’t Do It, Plenty of Others Will

“Ding! The Strongest Sect System in History has successfully upgraded!” (When you open the first page, please set your mind aside)

“Wow, System, you finally upgraded!”

Su Bai leaped up with a sudden motion, spitting out the dogtail grass he had been holding in his mouth.

He had already been in this world for three days, waiting for the system to load for three days!

Soon, a transparent system screen appeared before Su Bai.

[Host]

Name: Su Bai

Age: 18

Realm: Mortal

Items: 20 coins

[Sect Information]

Sect Name: Heavenly Dao Sect

Sect Level: 1-Star

Sect Member: 1

Sect Territory: Square Hundred Meters (The host is absolutely invincible within this territory)

Sect Building: A dilapidated thatch hut (Sect Main Hall)

Sect Assets: 0

Sect Points: 0

1-Star Sect Upgrade Condition: Recruit one disciple (must bow and worship at the Sect Main Hall)

Task: Please upgrade to a 1-Star Sect as soon as possible; reward is an Immortal Law Pavilion

Host Feedback: The host’s power is ten times the total of all disciples in the sect

………..

“Recruit one disciple? They also need to come and bow at the main hall to worship?”

Su Bai promptly moved in front of a dilapidated thatch hut. On the door of the hut hung a sign carved with the three large characters “Heavenly Dao Sect.” Moreover, the Heavenly Dao Sect stood on this bare little hill, surrounded by nothing but dogtail grass.

Seriously? With these conditions, how could one possibly recruit disciples? Which immortal sect does not boast magnificent halls? Which immortal sect’s mountain peak isn’t shrouded in mist with an aura of immortality?

It would be good to have a nice image for reference; every disciple would need a picture in the future, right? This can’t be a joke, can it?

Su Bai quietly grumbled to himself.

But still, as much as he wanted to complain, the sect needed to be upgraded, the task had to be completed, and he had to recruit disciples.

An hour later, Su Bai appeared at the “Talent Market” in Yunshui City, which was actually called the Hundred Sect Gathering in this world.

The Hundred Sect Gathering concentrated all the nearby sects and forces to recruit disciples, aiming to increase efficiency. There were many such gatherings across the continent, and Su Bai had naturally come to the one closest to him.

………..

In Yunshui City, Lingxiao Sect branch.

“Your formal disciple assessment has not passed; you can try again in six months!”

A cold voice echoed through the small room. Zhuge Feng looked up at the middle-aged man seated at the desk, who didn’t even glance at him and simply said, “Next!”

“Deacon Wang, I came first in all six assessments of the Lingxiao Sect; why did I not pass?”

“Why was Senior Brother Gan able to pass despite failing all of them?” Zhuge Feng asked, unwilling to accept this outcome.

The middle-aged man, referred to as Deacon Wang, turned his head and shot him a glance: “Why?””Do you have a Foundation Establishment Elder as a father like he does?”

Zhuge Feng was left speechless and continued, “What about Junior Brother Han? His scores were much lower than mine; how did he pass?”

Deacon Wang let out a laugh, “Do you have three hundred taels of silver like he does?”

“…….”

He had scrambled together every last coin he owned to acquire two hundred taels of silver, which he had already paid for six months of miscellaneous fees at the Lingxiao Sect. Now he didn’t have a single copper coin left.

Seeing this, Deacon Wang shook his head mockingly and continued, “If you don’t have money, you can either wait for the next assessment in six months or get lost!”

“But… but my talent and comprehension are stronger than others! Even…” Zhuge Feng wanted to plead a bit more.

“Heh!”

Deacon Wang sneered dismissively, cutting him off, “In this world, what we have the least of are self-proclaimed talents like you!”

“Forget about becoming a formal disciple; there are at least eighty or a hundred people vying for this miscellaneous position. If you don’t want to do it, there are plenty who will!”

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Feng fell silent, his fists clenched tightly, his nails digging into his palms without him noticing.

After a moment, he released his fists, turned around, and left through the door.

“Just a Maniu, really thinking he’s a genius?” Deacon Wang’s mumbling echoed behind him.

Outside, a long line of boys and girls had formed, all nervously awaiting their results.

Becoming a formal disciple of the Lingxiao Sect meant gaining access to Immortal Techniques, although a substantial amount of silver was also required for purchase. However, these were indeed Immortal Techniques!

If he succeeded in cultivating them, he could become a deity who could summon wind and rain!

These people were all children from ordinary families. Many households had already gone bankrupt, hoping their children could enter the Lingxiao Sect. As a result, they were even more eagerly anticipating their day of becoming immortals, just like Zhuge Feng had before.

Zhuge Feng didn’t know what to say to them; should he tell them that it was simply impossible to pass the formal assessment? Should he inform them that the quota had long been predetermined and that the so-called assessment was just a formality? Those who could actually pass the assessment were over there watching this farce!

Not far away, under a tree, several elegantly dressed boys and girls leaned against it, sneering at the crowd lined up over here. Senior Brother Gan, Junior Brother Han, and Junior Sister Liu… They didn’t need to wait to see if they would pass, as they already knew the results before the assessment even took place.

“Ah!” Various emotions—resentment, injustice, dissatisfaction, helplessness—filled Zhuge Feng’s chest, ultimately only manifesting as a soft sigh.

Could he really ask Deacon Wang, who was at the peak of Qi Refining, to unfairly ensure his passage? He was just an ordinary person without power or influence, a trivial being in a vast world. How could he contend against a cultivator? How could he reason with a powerful sect?