Immortal Only Accepts Female Disciples

"You can't do that!"

"Disgraceful!"

"Boo, go home!"

The crowd exploded in anger after Li Yuechan's decision.

It was one thing to give up on an unwinnable duel before it had started. That happened often due to differences in strength. But to give up in the middle of a fight, and so indifferently... it was ridiculous and insulting.

In the eyes of the convocation, if she chose to fight, she was supposed to keep fighting until she was unable to. She was supposed to give it her all, to respect the honor of all sword cultivators gathered here today. She wasn’t even a sword cultivator so she should have been even more respectful!

Peng Yuchang barked with laughter, "Good, good. I expected nothing less from a frigid nun who abandoned the sect that raised her just so she could climb in bed with an immortal. Hahaha!"

Li Yuechan kept a straight face but it was difficult. That last statement had hit something deep within her. It was similar to something she had heard floating around the rumor mill at Glacier Palace, that she and her sisters had forsaken their previous master and sect just to get more benefits from another immortal, that they had sold out their bodies and their honor.

Their exact circumstance for joining Ten Thousand Flower Valley was only known to Chen Wentian, his disciples, and a few upper-ranking members of Glacier Palace that remained. The masses made up fantastical stories and lies in the absence of truth. Those lies inevitably leaked out and reached the other immortal sects.

Li Yuechan glared at Peng Yuchang one last time before swiftly walking away. There was nothing else she could do. She had already forfeited the duel and even if she hadn’t, she knew she couldn’t beat him.

Before the round of duels had finished, she rejoined her fellow sisters in the stands.

"Master, disciple apologizes for being incompetent." She said softly, bowing deeply.

Her lips quivered slightly as her heart burned with simmering anger. She didn't care about criticisms and insults from others. She didn’t even care if they insulted her but she couldn’t stand their slander against her master.

He was the most important person in her life, not because she was his lover but because he was her master. He was her heaven and her earth; he was her world. But she had been too weak to uphold his name and defend his honor.

Chen Wentian smiled and beckoned her to him, "Yuechan, do you blame me?"

She quickly shook her head.

"Then don't blame yourself. Come." He pulled her down to sit next to him. He wrapped an arm around her waist and held her hand with his, "You could have beaten him if I had let you use the full might of Summer and Winter's Eternal Sutra. You were doing what I asked of you so you have nothing to feel bad about.”

“But…” Li Yuechan tried to answer but Xu Lanyi cut her off.

“But those dog shit bastards from the Tower of Swords, how can we let it go like this? They can’t keep running their mouths like that!” She said heatedly.

“Yeah!” The twins chimed in.

Lin Qingcheng jumped up as well and shook her fist in the air, "Ooo, I wanted to punch that guy's face!"

Chen Wentian looked around at the others. Although they were not excitable as Xu Lanyi and Lin Qingcheng, from their expressions, he could tell they were all thinking similar thoughts.

He sighed inwardly. He was also annoyed by the insults. As an immortal, there was almost no circumstance where he would take insults from mortals with a severe response. He was almost going to break Peng Yuchang’s legs but there was something that stopped him, a person in particular.

He glanced at the southern section and the short, ugly immortal that sat amidst the members of the Four Greats, Immortal Yellow River Yang Maoda from the Yang Clan of Great Waves. The Yang Clan was his enemy so he had to be careful. That’s why he decided to continue acting weak and frivolous.

Zhou Ziyun saw his expression and where he was looking. In a few moments, she had guessed some things so she spoke up, “Of course, master isn’t going to let this go. However, master is wise and shrewd. Beating up a few mortal disciples isn’t something he cares about. He cares about going after the old dog that tells the little dogs to bark. Am I right?”

Chen Wentian shook his head and chuckled, “Mmm. These yapping disciples, I will leave them to you all to punish.”

He then lowered his voice and spoke secretively in their ears, "This challenge tournament is only the prelude to the main event. Your true battle will only begin once you enter the Forest of Swords. Once inside, there won't be any rules. No other immortal to oversee you. Anything goes and these people will have to fend for themselves.”

Li Yuechan’s eyes brightened, “You mean…”

“You, Wushuang, Lanyi, Xue’er, and Yue’er, you all can utilize ice and fire to your heart's content. Although… I will ask that you only use fire as a last resort and only if it will leave no witnesses.”

“We understand, master.” Li Yuechan said, “We won’t let you down!”

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Across the plaza, Immortal Yellow River Yang Maoda watched Chen Wentian chatting with his disciples. After a while, Yang Maoda snorted derisively and looked back down at his.

“Venerable Yang, do you need some more wine?” Tai Wuyi asked.

He had been greatly embarrassed that his special wine had been tainted by an unknown power. In an effort to win back this power immortal, he had gone back to his sect and retrieved several tankards that were still pristine.

Yang Maoda grunted and threw the expensive-looking cup away, “What is going on with those people from the Tower of Swords? Why are they going after Chen Wentian?”

“Cough… Venerable Yang, it is like this. The sect master of the Tower of Swords, Peng Yuefeng, had previously made a bet with Chen Wentian that involved some heavy wagers. Peng Yuefeng refused to admit defeat and kept the bet going to include this convocation.” Jin Wu explained.

Yang Maoda snorted loudly, “Can he be bought? I will go and put a stop to his nonsense.”

“Please, Senior Yang, sir!” Hei Shanzhi said, standing to quickly block his way, “This Peng Yuefeng is a very unreasonable person and difficult to even speak to. We four have always had trouble with him and he won’t agree to help us because of this. But rest assured, I promise we will carry out your task without fail. There’s plenty more of the challenge tournament to go and those disciples that had lost their ranks still have time to recover.”

Yang Maoda stared at Hei Shanzhi for a long time before smacking his lips and leaning back in his chair like an old king, “Alright, fine.”

“Thank you.” Hei Shanzhi said quickly.

“Venerable Yang, what do you think about Chen Wentian’s disciples so far? Were they what you expected?” Tai Wuyi asked after a period of awkward silence.

Yang Maoda scratched his dirty, scrawny beard, “Mmmm…. That Wu Qianyu is the only one that is somewhat interesting. The other five are worthless.”

The three immortals of the Four Greats listened with interest as Yang Maoda continued, “You guys were right to target her. She is indeed gifted. Even I was surprised. There is something about her, a special quality that I’ve seen only in some of the best disciples of the Yang Clan…”

The three immortals waited with bated breath for Yang Maoda to tell them what that quality was but he never did.

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