After Qi Yu finished speaking, she took out a piece of paper from her sleeve, placed it on a wooden sign, and then propped the sign up in front of herself.
Si Qing curiously leaned in to take a look.
On the paper pasted to the wooden sign, it read:
"I, Yan Shi, am unstable in temperament, irritable and easily angered, and I particularly enjoy taking advantage of my disciples, sending them on errands. However, the quality of my teaching is excellent. Be warned, failure to learn well can result in beatings. Those who wish to become my disciple must first learn the Ten Thousand Transformations Spell. Those without fate, please do not disturb."
Si Qing's lips twitched as he read.
The other new disciples around, seeing the sign in front of Qi Yu and carefully reading it again, fell silent for a moment before all turning and heading elsewhere.
Si Qing looked up at Qi Yu, "Sister, you're too cunning! How many words are there in your rules? More than half of them are about your own shortcomings."
"If you say it like that, no one will come to learn from you, and you've set such strict rules. If no one comes, you'll have it easy, while we'll all be busy managing disciples. That's too unfair."
"How is that unfair? I won't be idle. I can help you manage them all, and I'll also give lectures. Lectures are my lectures," Qi Yu said righteously. "Besides, the rules are here. If there's fate, people will naturally come to be my disciples. I'm not entirely without disciples; didn't I take in a few in the demon realm before?"
Si Qing fell silent for a moment, then finally turned and ran back into the house to get paper and a pen.
Seeing Si Qing squatting on the ground writing something, Qi Yu became curious and leaned in to peek.
It wasn't until Si Qing finished writing and stood up that Qi Yu could clearly see what he had written on his sign:
"I am lazy and love to eat, drink, and play. If you learn from me, you will learn very, very slowly, but you will definitely have fun. As for when you will reach the peak, I'm not too sure. It all depends on fate. If you want to join, you can do so directly, with no conditions."
Qi Yu: "Young man, your reverse psychology is quite impressive. Many people seek discipleship for great fortune. If you say this, surely some will be unwilling to come to you."
Si Qing raised his chin, looking nonchalant. "How could that be? This is like Jiang Taigong fishing, waiting for those who are willing to bite."
"Some people just don't like overly strict masters, and some people like someone like me. It's all about shared interests and compatibility."
Chen Xi watched from the side, muttering, "You two have completely reversed your characteristics."
If one were to talk about teaching styles, Qi Yu should be the type to learn while playing.
Si Qing, on the other hand, was the strict one.
Si Qing's expression was fearless.
Yan Hua, resting his chin on one hand, squatted nearby and listened to them talk. Seeing some young disciples milling around him, seemingly interested in becoming his disciple, he immediately set up a sign in front of himself with large characters:
"Chang Qing Sect Mascot, does not accept disciples, please do not disturb."
Si Qing almost burst out laughing.
Qi Yu also couldn't help but cover her face.
Chen Xi was startled by the sign in front of Yan Hua, and after recovering, she burst into laughter, collapsing on the ground.
"This is the first time I've seen someone genuinely consider themselves a mascot. Will this work? Isn't it a bit inappropriate?"
"What's inappropriate about it? A mascot should fulfill its role as a mascot." As Yan Hua spoke, to prove his point, he deliberately transformed back into his dragon form. A massive dragon landed with a thud in the center of the Chang Qing Sect, with the sign declaring itself a mascot placed before it.
Qi Yu couldn't hold back any longer and covered her face.
Yue Zhiyin watched the scene from the side. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a young girl, who looked about eighteen or nineteen, ask him, "Immortal Elder, just now, just now that person turned into a dragon. Is he really a dragon?"
Yue Zhiyin was taken aback by the question. It was only when he realized that the young girl before him was a mortal, who had lived in a remote village before and had never seen such things, that he understood.
"That's right, this is the mascot who guards the entire Chang Qing Sect," Yue Zhiyin introduced Yan Hua, who had transformed back into his dragon form, with great solemnity. "You can call him Lord Yan Hua."
The young girl nodded in a daze. After asking her question, she ran over to carefully examine Yan Hua's scales.
Not only this young girl, but many ordinary cultivators might never see what a real dragon looked like in their entire lives.
Therefore, upon seeing Yan Hua, this colossal being, their attention shifted from finding a master to Yan Hua.
Yan Hua was surrounded by a crowd of humans, and some demons were also curiously peeking around.
The humans were unaware of Yan Hua's identity and origins, but as demons, they had naturally heard of Yan Hua's great name among the dragon clan.
Immediately, some of the more knowledgeable little demons began to introduce Yan Hua to the humans.
"Lord Yan Hua is the Ancestral Dragon of the South Sea, the progenitor of the South Sea Dragon Clan. He is incredibly ancient and possesses profound magical power."
"So, you shouldn't treat this lord as just an ordinary mascot. This so-called mascot is just a joke. Isn't that right, Lord Yan Hua?"
The little demon spoke while grinning and turning to flatter Yan Hua.
Yan Hua snorted, pretending not to hear, and swept his tail, pushing away all the human cultivators surrounding him.
"Those who need to find a master, go find a master. Those who need to find a room, go find a room. Don't crowd around me."
"Exactly, everyone, hurry up and do your business! Although you have three days to choose, you should thoroughly understand the situation of each elder during these three days," Chen Xi said, also placing a large sign in front of herself:
"I am rather carefree and do not like to stay in the sect for long. I prefer to roam freely, so the most important thing for disciples who choose to learn from me is to have good stamina."
Otherwise, when accompanying me and Yan Hua on our travels, they would collapse after only a few steps. Who would carry them then?
Feng Siqian and Feng Yunzui, watching from the side, couldn't help but want to laugh, but they quickly became serious and set up a sign in front of themselves, which only read a few sentences:
"We are sisters from the demon realm, and we only accept disciples from the demon realm. Ordinary cultivators may also choose, but there is only one condition: they must be brave and unafraid of death. Those who do not meet the conditions need not apply."
Si Qing watched for a while, then gave Feng Siqian and Feng Yunzui a thumbs-up.
In the entire sect, only Feng Siqian and Feng Yunzui were speaking the absolute truth.
If one wanted to learn magic from demons, let alone become a powerful demon cultivator, the most crucial thing wasn't it to be unafraid of death?