Orders from All Heavens: Earn rewards by playing a guest role

Chapter 69: It’s over, just brush off your clothes and go away

The storage bag contained various cultivation resources.

This is a benefit that Shi Jian obtained from the underworld.

“Fellow disciples, each of you will receive one of these resources.”

After Shi Jian finished speaking, he prepared to distribute the items, giving each of the junior disciples who had come a portion.

"Senior Brother, please accept these things. We junior brothers feel unworthy of them."

Chizuru stood up and cupped her hands in greeting.

"Yes, it was Senior Brother who resolved the matter. We didn't contribute anything and feel unworthy of such praise."

Although Si Mu was very tempted, she still got up and declined.

Master Ji nodded and said, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother Simu and Junior Brother Qianhe are right. Senior Brother should keep it for himself so that he can join the ranks of immortals as soon as possible."

"Yes, Senior Brother, please take it back."

The other junior disciples present followed suit and echoed his sentiments.

After all, Shi Jian took on the responsibility for this whole affair, and he single-handedly dealt with the ghost messengers.

Since he could obtain benefits from the underworld, no one would say anything if he took all the credit.

However, Shi Jian waved his hand and said, "No need for further words. Fellow disciples should help each other. How can the senior disciple monopolize all the benefits?"

"One serving per person, I've already distributed them."

After speaking, he took out the resources from his storage bag and distributed one set to each person.

These resources are all cultivation resources from the underworld, which are extremely useful for the cultivation of the primordial spirit and are extremely rare.

Now that he has acquired a large amount of resources for primordial spirit cultivation, he naturally cannot keep them all to himself.

The patriarchs below are watching. If he tries to enjoy it all by himself, who knows if they'll come up and give him a beating?

So, let's just have one serving for each person.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

"Thank you, Master Uncle!"

Everyone received a set of materials for cultivating their primordial spirit, and they all excitedly kowtowed in gratitude.

"Now that this matter is settled, fellow disciples may depart."

Shi Jian slowly opened his mouth.

As soon as these words were spoken, someone immediately stood up.

"Senior Brother, we shall take our leave now. If you need anything, please send us a message and we will come to your aid immediately."

"Senior Brother, this junior brother takes his leave!"

"Senior Uncle, this disciple takes his leave!"

In no time, his fellow disciples and nephews came forward to say goodbye and leave.

Shi Jian nodded to each of them and rose to see them off.

"Senior Brother, I'll take my disciples back to Maoshan Academy first."

Master Ji bowed respectfully, then drifted away amidst wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

Four Eyes, Chizuru, and the others all took their leave.

In the blink of an eye, all the other junior disciples left.

Only Shi Jian and Lin Fengjiao remained, standing there with their two apprentices to see them off.

"You come with me."

Shi Jian glanced at Lin Fengjiao, then turned and walked out.

The latter didn't say much and obediently followed.

Once outside, Shi Jian stood under a large tree.

"Big Brother!"

Lin Fengjiao bowed slightly.

Shi Jian nodded and said calmly, "Junior Brother Lin, let me remind you, it doesn't matter if a disciple has poor talent, but one must be of good character and know how to respect one's teacher."

"If you cannot teach them well, you should terminate the master-disciple relationship as soon as possible and let them live as ordinary people, start families and build careers. Otherwise, they may cause you trouble in the future."

Shi Jian patted him on the shoulder and instructed him, "Our Maoshan sect will never accept any disciples who do not respect their teachers. Think it through yourself. If you cannot be ruthless, I can directly ask the sect leader to expel them from the Maoshan lineage."

Lin Fengjiao's expression changed slightly, and she cupped her hands in a bitter gesture, saying, "Junior brother understands. Please rest assured, senior brother, I will handle their matter well."

Senior Brother is right. Disciples must be taught well, at least to respect their teachers. Otherwise, if all the disciples of Maoshan are like this, what will become of us?

Should we still keep Maoshan?

"You just understand."

Shi Jian nodded with satisfaction and took out a secret manual from his pocket and handed it to him.

"This is a martial art I created. It can cultivate internal energy and complement Taoist techniques. It should be of great help to you."

"And here is your share of cultivation resources. If you cultivate diligently, with your talent, you will surely be able to break through to become a Celestial Master soon."

"Finally, here are some purple talismans made by your senior brother. I'm giving you a few for self-defense."

After offering some encouragement, Shi Jian handed the items to Lin Fengjiao.

Upon seeing what he held in his hand, his expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly declined, saying, "Senior Brother, this is too precious. I cannot accept it; I would feel ashamed to accept it."

"Stop being so fussy, just accept it when I tell you to."

Shi Jian reprimanded him with displeasure.

"Thank you, senior brother!"

Lin Fengjiao was deeply moved and respectfully thanked him.

"Alright, senior brother is off now. When you have time, come back to Maoshan to visit. Our master doesn't have much time left and misses you all very much."

As soon as Shi Jian finished speaking, his figure transformed into a bolt of lightning and shot away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Lin Fengjiao looked at the things in her hands with a complicated expression, originally thinking that he wouldn't get one.

Unexpectedly, before leaving, his senior brother not only gave him a martial arts manual, but also left him with resources for cultivating his primordial spirit, plus ten purple talismans, which felt incredibly heavy.

He could see the profound mystery of this martial art with just a glance, and cultivate an internal force that was different from magical power.

This is the path of martial arts. In the Dharma-ending Age, cultivation is difficult. Perhaps it would be easier to combine it with martial arts?

"Thank you, junior brother!"

He respectfully bowed in the direction Shi Jian had left to express his gratitude.

Only then did he get up and walk back to the mortuary.

Back at the mortuary, Lin Fengjiao sat expressionlessly in the main hall.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai felt uneasy, sensing that something bad was about to happen.

Sure enough, after a long silence, Lin Fengjiao suddenly spoke up: "Wencai, Qiusheng, I have been too lenient with you two, which has led to you causing trouble time and time again. Now you have even forgotten the basic respect for your teachers."

"For the past month, I have personally and strictly instructed you to start your cultivation anew. If you have not made any progress after a month, then my relationship with you as master and disciple will be completely over."

Lin Fengjiao said these words without any expression.

This shows that he was determined to change his two apprentices; if that didn't work, then he would let them live as ordinary people.

"Master, no!"

Qiu Sheng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly knelt down.

Wencai, looking completely bewildered, knelt down as well: "Master, don't you want us anymore?"

Lin Fengjiao said with a pained expression, "I really taught you wrongly. I shouldn't have raised you as my sons. A strict teacher produces outstanding students. If you two can't do this from today onwards, you won't be able to realize your problems."

"This month will be the last bit of time we have left as master and disciple."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and took out three incense sticks from the side to offer incense to the ancestral master.

Then he took out a ruler and said sternly, "From now on, you will kneel in the Ancestral Hall for three hours every day: one hour in the morning, one hour at noon, and one hour in the afternoon."

"Recite the rules for new disciples of Maoshan a thousand times, until you know them by heart, then you can stop."

Lin Fengjiao assigned the tasks with a cold face.

"Master, this is too much—" Qiu Sheng was about to retort.

The next second, he was hit on the back with a ruler.

Pa~!

"Ouch~~"

Qiu Sheng screamed in agony, his face contorted in pain, his back ripped open from the beating.

Lin Fengjiao said calmly, "You only have one month. If there is no other way, I will have to be ruthless and report to the patriarch to expel you from the sect."

"..."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai's expressions changed drastically, and they immediately realized that their master was serious.

Now he had no choice but to obediently kneel in the ancestral hall and recite the Maoshan disciple code of conduct.

As a disciple of Maoshan, how can he not know how to respect his teacher? What's the point of accepting him? Is he just disgracing the Maoshan sect?

"Don't blame your master. If you still don't wake up, you are not suitable for cultivating the Tao. Your master will help you become ordinary people, settle down and start a family."

After Lin Fengjiao finished speaking, she turned around and walked out.

Only Qiusheng and Wencai remained, sweating profusely, constantly reciting the rules for Maoshan disciples.

Meanwhile, Shi Jian headed towards Tengteng Town.

The zombies there are numerous, which is perfect for nurturing the female flying zombie I obtained.

He dealt with every zombie he encountered along the way.

In the end, she became food for the female zombies to advance their ranks.

After traveling and stopping frequently, we finally arrived in Tengteng Town on the evening of the second day.

"The aura of death is so strong."

Shi Jian looked at the dilapidated town ahead with a face full of surprise and doubt.

There seemed to be traces of a man-made array around the town.

You can enter, but you can't leave!

"Could it be that the zombies here were also created by humans?"

Shi Jian raised an eyebrow, pondering the question inwardly.

Without hesitation, he took a step and flashed through the mist, entering Tengteng Town.