Sacrificial Artifact System: From Bell-ringer to the Ancestral Patriarch of the Sect novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 - 17 Becoming a Disciple

"Senior Brother Yi, I don't understand what you mean."

Li Qian shook his head.

Yi Zhong didn't expect Li Qian to be so unyielding, and his face suddenly turned cold, "Junior Brother Li, you are just a servant disciple, there are certain things you cannot monopolize... Let me clarify something... The item left by Elder Song has caught the eye of a major figure in the Inner Sect."

"Senior Brother Yi, to be honest, I'm still confused about these opportunities you mentioned. After all, I have only been in the Bell Tower for a little over two years, and Elder Song has been gone for so long... Do I really have such a close relationship with him? Why would he entrust me, a stranger, with such an opportunity..."

Li Qian sighed.

"Why did you previously claim Chu Yingying was your cousin? Why hide this?"

Yi Zhong said coldly.

"Senior Brother Yi, you and I are both servant disciples, not in a superior-subordinate relationship, I don't need to explain these things to you."

Li Qian said sternly.

Even if Song Yingying spoke out, he wouldn't admit it anyway.

"Junior Brother Li, consider this carefully."

Yi Zhong, seeing Li Qian remain stubborn, snorted coldly and turned to leave.

"Elder Song, you are really putting me on the spot."

Li Qian, watching Yi Zhong's departing figure, felt quite heavy-hearted.

Because the issue with the treasure map is far from over.

He would rather not want any treasure map because, with the Sacrificial Artifact System, he could rise to prominence without much risk.

But now, a treasure map puts him in a dangerous position.

It is precisely because he is in Divine Sword Sect and serves as the Bell-ringer... The people behind Yi Zhong should not dare to deal with him recklessly yet.

But as time passes, who knows what might happen?

"Does Yi Zhong mentioning a major figure from the Inner Sect scare me, or is it for real?"

He pondered.

The Chores Hall and Inner Sect are not the same thing.

Those in the Inner Sect must be Official Disciples, or higher ranks like True Inheritor, Elder, Peak Master...

To the current Li Qian, these are levels he cannot access at all.

Though he has reached the Martial Artist Level, the First Layer of Post-Heaven, in the Inner Sect, he is merely the lowest level Official Disciple.

"This can't go on, if there really are people from the Inner Sect involved, things will only get more troublesome."

Li Qian took a deep breath, feeling a strong sense of urgency.

All he wanted was to quietly be the Bell-ringer.

Why must troubles always find him?

"It seems I have no choice."

Li Qian finally made a decision.

He knew that with his status as a servant disciple, even with the First Layer of Post-heaven cultivation, he could not defend himself.

Status is insufficient.

Not to mention the Inner Sect Disciples, even the high ranks of Chores Hall could order him around.

Immediately, Li Qian returned to his room, packed up, and left the mountain.

He didn't head to the Chores Hall, but instead went to the valley behind it.

Amidst the valley stood a solitary wooden hut.

Behind the hut, there was a waterfall.

Now, in the dry season, the mountain runoff was minimal, but during the wet season, the waterfall would be magnificent.

From atop the Bell Tower, he could just make out this waterfall.

On the wooden chair outside the hut, a bearded old man lay slumped, his face flushed and smelling of alcohol, clearly drunk.

"Elder."

Li Qian called out.

"Uh uh..."

The old man scratched his nose, then shifted to a more comfortable position.

"Elder."

Li Qian called out again.

"Eh... I'm not deaf, I heard you. What is it?"

The old man, with his face still half-closed, muttered.

"I wish to retest."

Li Qian spoke respectfully.

Yes, he planned to retake the sect's examination, to become an Official Disciple.

But wouldn't becoming an Official Disciple make it inconvenient to stay at the Bell Tower?

Originally, that was his thought.

But the current situation forced him to rethink.

"Retest?"

The old man finally opened his eyes, sizing up Li Qian up and down, "Indeed, you've reached the needed level."

"How old are you?"

He suddenly asked.