Landing in the Fantastic World

Chapter 7: Forced to join

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The more Mu Yu listened, the darker his face became. He shouldn't be so miserable.

After finally gaining the qualification to join the Eternal Sect, I thought I could lead a meteoric rise and perform the legend of a young man's rise.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a sect that had been in decline for many years, with all its secret knowledge lost and despised by others.

At this moment, Mu Yu suddenly wanted to turn around, put down his dignity, and go find the person in charge of Zixiao Pavilion again.

However, there was always a voice in his mind guiding him to the Infinite Sect.

"Well, we're here anyway. It's hard not to go and have a look. If it really doesn't work, then choose Zixiao Pavilion."

Thinking of this, Mu Yu walked straight to the attic of Wuliang Sect.

As soon as I walked to the gate, a strong smell of bad alcohol hit my face.

Mu Yu frowned slightly and looked into the room.

I saw that the house was in disarray and a mess, with empty wine jars thrown carelessly on the ground.

A scruffy old man in ragged clothes and skinny bones was lying on the ground, twisting his waist, holding a bucket-sized wine jar, and drank vigorously with a red face.

"this… "

Mu Yu's heart suddenly became extremely cold.

The dignified branch of Wuliang Sect was in such a state of desolation.

Mu Yu quickly retracted the foot he had just stepped in and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Wait!"

The sloppy old man lying on the ground threw the wine jar aside and suddenly spoke.

"Are you here to participate in the Wuliang Sect's sect assessment?"

Oh my God! I can't waste my time on this down-and-out sect that doesn't see any future.

Mu Yu's face changed, and he quickly waved his hand, flatly refusing: "No, no, I'm just passing by."

"Um?"

At this time, the sloppy old man's dim eyes suddenly noticed the Tianyuan Black Iron Token in Mu Yu's hand.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly burst into blazing light, staring closely at Mu Yu, as if a hungry man had seen a peerless beauty.

"Tianyuan Xuantie Order, hahahaha, it's been ten years, and I've finally waited for you."

The sloppy old man suddenly laughed loudly, jumped up from the ground, and then appeared in front of Mu Yu at a speed of thirty feet in one step.

He stretched out his dirty old hand and grabbed Mu Yu's arm.

"Uncle, please let me go. My talent is very poor and I am not worthy of the Wuliang Sect."

Mu Yu was about to burst into tears. He really wanted to slap himself. The Tianyuan Black Iron Token was so good that it couldn't be put anywhere, so why did it have to be held in hand

"When I recruit people from the Wuliang Sect, I don't care about your talent at all. As long as your limbs are sound and you don't lack arms or legs, it's fine."

"You want me to let you go, haha, there's no way."

The sloppy old man picked up Mu Yu and walked to the inner room like a chicken.

Then he found a "Deed of Sale", cut Mu Yu's thumb, and put a bright red fingerprint on the "Deed of Sale."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for successfully joining the Infinite Sect!"

"Congratulations to the player for winning the title of Disciple of the Infinite Sect and gaining 3 achievement points."

It’s over, it’s over!

I’m still at a disadvantage because I’m too young, woo woo woo…

Mu Yu opened his own panel, and the system panel also changed accordingly.

[Name: Mu Yu]

[Template: Player, N·PC]

[Force: Wuliang Sect]

[Level: Level 2 (Second Level of Spirit Gathering Realm)]

[Skill: None]

[Mysterious Skill: None]

"It's simply hegemonic. This N·PC doesn't consider the players' feelings at all! No, I can't give in easily, the system, I demand to change the sect!"

Mu Yu could only put his hope in the system.

"Sorry, players who join a sect must stay for three months before they can leave."

"Then what will be the consequences if you leave the sect within three months?"

"The player will be pulled into the sect's blacklist and will no longer be able to join any sect from now on."

“…”

This is too confusing, isn’t it

Mu Yu had no choice but to give in.

There is no other way. Since the situation is forcing it, let's give it a try for the time being.

"After these three months, I will definitely run away."

Seeing that Mu Yu had calmed down, the sloppy old man stroked his beard and showed a satisfied look.

"Haha, I can't believe that I, Wu Suifeng, have already recruited a disciple just ten years after I came to the Nanfeng City Branch of the Infinite Sect."

The sloppy old man laughed loudly and proudly.

"No, it took ten years to recruit a disciple, and you are still so proud?" Mu Yu was speechless.

"What do you know?" The sloppy old man glanced at Mu Yu with disdain and said angrily: "Old Man Jiang and Crazy Lei have not recruited a single disciple for twenty years."

"This time when I return to the sect, I must show off well in front of them."

Mu Yu almost fainted. What kind of sect was this? There was no hope at all.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to our sect to have a look."

The sloppy old man walked over, picked up Mu Yu, and came to the teleportation array.

As a brilliant white light lit up, Mu Yu found that he seemed to be in a time and space tunnel traveling at high speed.

After a while, towering mountain peaks appeared in front of him.