Asmodeaus sighed. Had he finally written himself into a corner? It was good to last for so long, considering he's just a newbie author.

Asmodeaus decided to start again from after joining the LargeQuincy sect. This time Dogleg 1 and Dogleg 2 came along, as they passed the examination as well. Their grandpa the Dongfeng Estate steward, Qong Jiisan, was very proud of them. Thinking that his two grandsons would have the ability to go to a large sect, he was ecstatic. Pretending that the last chapter didn't happen, Asmodeaus went merrily along his way to the LargeQuincy sect main establishment.

In the caravan you had to watch out for wild beast attacks along the way. They were besieged by two waves of beasts so far. The beasts were hungry and scavenging for food, but the carriage was equipped with weapons to drive them off.

The caravans were enriched with harmonic lasers. The dissonance shocked the unwary beasts to kingdom come. Laser lights flashed brightly as the caravan defended beast attacks sufficiently without waste. Efficiency was the name of the game. The beasts tried to eat the passengers without getting hit as much as possible and the passengers tried to dodge and await the laser grid lockdown. It was really foolish for beasts to attack such a caravan as they would get harmed much more than they could eat, but they were stupid beasts so what could you expect from their intellects. Normally creatures seek fortune and avoid the bad, but these beasts seemed to be looking for death.

Anyway, it was just a snip-it of a pass of a time aboard Asmodeaus' life, not worth mentioning. Asmodeaus, Qong Ichi and Qong Ni finally arrived at the LargeQuincy sect compound. They were delegated to being outer disciples for the time being. Once they become foundation establishment cultivators they could become inner disciples. Asmodeaus stretched his arms. Finally he could loosen up. He had been out of sorts all the past three chapters. Now things seemed to finally start rolling again.

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Asmodeaus told Dogleg 1 and 2 to keep a look out for easy targets to murder, burn, plunder, arson, rob and other dastardly deeds.

Dogleg 1 said "Isn't it just right there? Those preparatory disciples."

Asmodeaus faulted himself for not seeing something in plain sight. Outer disciples could be considered the hope for the LargeQuincy sect's future, but preparatory disciples were different. They were basically there to do chores and fill vacancies. Invisible people. Nobody would care if 40 or 50 of them disappeared.

Asmodeaus approached a preparatory disciple "What's your name, young one?" he smiled.

"...Gigna Lopunzi."

"Gigna? What an odd surname."

But Asmodeaus didn't care too much. After all, they would be dead and inside his blood vessels shortly. Did you care about the name of your food when it was in the pasture? It's like that. Ants should have the mindfulness of ants, and know that titans will never truly care about them.

Asmodeaus met several other preparatory disciples. He was one of the only outer disciples who seemed to want to befriend those lower than him, so the preparatory disciples all felt honored.

"Quebai is such a gentleman, going out of his way to be kind to us."

"I wish Quebai was my idol. No, he is my idol already!"

"Quebai is like a star shining bright in the sky, he is always there and will bring us warmth."

The preparatory disciples were getting a bit out of hand, not knowing they were his future cultivation rations.