Accidentally invincible!-Chapter 77 - 00: No Choice but to Fall into the Trap

Inside the room.

Crackling sounds!

Fang Jiuzhen sat there, fully focused, with an abacus placed on the table before him. His somewhat clumsy fingers moved across the beads, calculating something.

"A hundred and thirty disciples, plus the two new recruits, making it a total of one hundred and thirty-two people. This expense is not small at all."

"The spirit stones I stumbled upon last time by luck—after exchanging them for resources, there isn’t much left."

"Trouble."

Fang Jiuzhen sighed heavily, so much that it felt like even his hair tips had turned grey.

Once, he had a few like-minded companions who helped him sustain the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. But later, unable to see any hope and hindered in their cultivation, they left the sect and ventured elsewhere.

He didn’t stop them.

Everyone has their own aspirations; he only hoped they could achieve immortality.

Of course.

There was a time he also considered simply shutting down the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, letting it become part of history.

But then he remembered the moment his master, with his last breath before ascension, grabbed his hand and roared: "Xiao Li, you are my only disciple! Your talent is unmatched in the world. I hereby entrust the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect to you. Remember, you must ensure its legacy continues. Our ancestors were earth-shaking luminaries. Don’t let them be disappointed."

"If someday they return and find the sect has vanished, they would absolutely dig up this master’s grave."

"Whether I rest peacefully or not depends entirely on you."

At the time, Fang Jiuzhen was only twenty years old. In the sorrow of the moment, he promised his master he would ensure the future of the sect.

At such a young age, he bore responsibilities far beyond what someone of his age should.

And he truly believed everything his master told him.

The ancestors were indeed earth-shaking figures.

This management has now persisted for several centuries.

At this time.

Outside, Lin Fan’s voice could be heard.

"Sect Leader, are you there?"

He had come to see the Sect Leader because he hoped the latter could take him outside to explore—ideally, to capture a few demons so he could chop them down. At the very least, he wanted to catch a glimpse of hope and inspiration.

Staying inside the sect all the time would waste his life.

"Come in."

Fang Jiuzhen waved his sleeve, causing the abacus on the table to vanish. In its place, there were tea utensils and a steaming cup of fragrant tea.

He then picked up the teacup, enjoying the soothing beverage in leisure.

Lin Fan entered the room to see the Sect Leader sipping tea, and instantly laughed: "Sect Leader, your lifestyle is truly peaceful and carefree."

Fang Jiuzhen laughed heartily, pouring Lin Fan a cup of tea and asking:

"How is it? Are you getting used to it?"

"Sect Leader, this disciple is certainly adjusting well. To have joined the sect is this disciple’s honor. Especially with all the fellow brothers here so harmonious—it feels like returning home. The feeling is simply incredible."

"Previously, I even considered going back home to farm. Thinking back now, that was truly an unwise idea."

The smile on Lin Fan’s face was genuine, a stark contrast to the unwilling expression he had worn before. It was as if he had become a completely different person.

"Hmm?"

Fang Jiuzhen had prepared comforting words to pacify him ahead of time.

After all, the state of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect was plain to see. Compared to those truly magnificent immortal sects, it was indeed far behind.

He had always been striving to catch up, but this pursuit was not something that could be achieved overnight.

Thus, he had preemptively thought of all the possible remarks Lin Fan might make.

For instance: This sect isn’t good enough, I want to leave and return to farming. Please let me go.

But the current situation left Fang Jiuzhen a bit taken aback.

What the heck?

Lin Fan’s words completely caught him off guard. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

He hardly knew how to respond.

"You really think that?"

Fang Jiuzhen stared at Lin Fan with wide eyes. His mood suddenly brightened. He hadn’t expected that this newly recruited disciple could perceive the sole redeeming quality of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect—the only advantage of this sect.

And that was harmony.

"Truly, more true than anything. After seeing the ancestors’ portraits and hearing their stories, I understand. Although we disciples of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect are few in number, and our buildings aren’t as extravagant as other sects’, this is about quality over quantity. Here, there’s no such thing as mediocrity. As for our simple and unadorned structures, they carry a depth—that is humility. The path of immortality requires a heart as still as water, which aligns with the great truth. Lavishness, on the other hand, would only blind the mind."

"Those ancestors were truly wise individuals."

Lin Fan was exhausted. Flattery was really draining.

But he couldn’t deny, when it came to the art of sucking up, he was second to none—and no one would dare claim otherwise.

Within the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, Fang Jiuzhen was the only one who could take him outside.

Fang Jiuzhen, mouth agape, stared at Lin Fan in a daze, his expression slightly stunned. He hadn’t quite caught up yet, as Lin Fan’s words left his mind feeling foggy.

He began wondering: Was it really as good as he made it sound?

The tales of the ancestors were things he’d heard from his master and simply believed. As for the state of the sect’s buildings, he often thought his master might have tricked him.

But now, listening to Lin Fan... he thought carefully.

It kind of seemed to make some sense.

Unadorned buildings, yet with profound meaning.

"Hahahaha..." Fang Jiuzhen burst into laughter, masking his embarrassment at being momentarily dumbfounded by Lin Fan’s remarks. Then, he looked at Lin Fan with eyes that now carried a hint of recognition, as though he had uncovered a hidden gem. "Not bad, not bad. Your insight is truly impressive. Among all the disciples of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, only you can grasp the essence of this sect."

"Back then, I too was able to perceive this underlying meaning—that’s why my master took me as his disciple and appointed me as the new Sect Leader."

"For you to recognize this so quickly proves you have extraordinary comprehension. This Sect Leader has decided—I want to accept you as my disciple. When the time comes for me to ascend, you will be the next Sect Leader."

Fang Jiuzhen’s expression suddenly turned serious.

Though this kid lacked a Spirit Root, his words were truly pleasant to hear. He even brought up points Fang Jiuzhen hadn’t considered himself. Now, thinking it over, there really was some logic to it.

Lin Fan stared at Fang Jiuzhen, stunned. What shamelessness!

But wait...

Accepted as a disciple?

The next Sect Leader?

"This is way too casual!"

He hadn’t expected the Sect Leader to directly offer to take him as a disciple and even pass the role of Sect Leader onto him.

This sect had to have fallen to an incredibly low point.

For something so casual to happen.

Fang Jiuzhen said, "Lin Fan, you must remember: Our Nine Heavens Immortal Sect is not just any ordinary sect. As you said, we are humble, but after being humble for so long, we’ve truly started to look like a lackluster sect in the eyes of others."

"But this Sect Leader is not planning to go high-profile—after all, humility is the essence of our sect."

"Are you willing to take on such a great responsibility?"

"To continue carrying forward the humility of our sect?"

Lin Fan looked up at Fang Jiuzhen, his mind racing like it would explode.

If he played nice... he could get stronger.

If he didn’t, he might be stuck here for a long time.

Lin Fan lowered his head, his expression shifting immediately. When he raised his head again, his face was filled with excitement. "Disciple Lin Fan greets Master!"

No choice.

Time to jump into the pit.