Under the lead of Zhong Wende, Qin Yu and the others arrived at the area where the servant disciples lived.

True to its reputation as the largest sect in Liang Kingdom, the Xuantian Sect's servant disciples' residences were built on an area rich in spiritual energy, likely situated above a small spiritual vein.

Zhong Wende handed out room numbers to everyone, allowing them to find their own quarters.

Then, he distributed a cultivation manual to each person.

"This is our sect's foundational technique, the Xuantian Gong."

Qin Yu couldn't help but mutter inwardly, "What a bland name."

Zhong Wende continued, "Our sect's name, Xuantian Sect, comes from this technique."

Qin Yu: "..."

"The Xuantian Gong has undergone seven improvements. The most recent one was over a thousand years ago, when the esteemed Elder Baishitong secluded himself for months and successfully elevated the Xuantian Gong to one of the top cultivation techniques in the world, which laid a solid foundation for the sect's current prestige."

Qin Yu thought, "Baishitong is that impressive?" but kept his doubts to himself.

"Since all of you have spiritual roots, you can follow the instructions in the book to guide spiritual energy into your body and begin cultivating. If anyone has difficulty, don't worry—after a week, the sect will arrange for instructors to personally guide you."

"However, I must warn you, the Xuantian Gong must not be passed on in any form. If the sect finds out, it will be considered an act of treason and dealt with by the Law Enforcement Peak."

Zhong Wende paused dramatically. "There was once an inner disciple who, relying on his high status, secretly taught the Xuantian Gong to his family. You can ask around about how the sect dealt with him."

He added with a stern tone, "The consequences are something none of you can afford."

"Alright, your rooms come equipped with basic necessities. You may go ahead and unpack. We'll gather again in half an hour to assign tasks."

The group dispersed, each heading toward their assigned room.

Qin Yu walked to his own room, number 666, and swiped his token at the entrance. The formation at the door automatically deactivated, allowing him to enter.

Inside, Qin Yu took a look at his new living space. It wasn't a cave as he had expected but a small wooden house. The front yard had a large tree, giving it the feel of a quaint little villa—quite peaceful.

The house had a wooden bed with soft bedding that seemed even more comfortable than silk sheets from his previous life. There was a wooden table, a bottle of fasting pills, a sect rulebook, and two vouchers for custom sect robes.

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As for the fasting pills, Qin Yu wasn't interested. He had just heard from Zhong Wende that the sect cafeteria provided free meals, so why would he eat tasteless pills when he could get free food?

He decided to study the sect rules because, in Qin Yu's experience, where there were rules, there were usually loopholes to exploit.

The custom robe vouchers were useful for tailoring two sets of clothing, which were required only on certain important days, so that was convenient. Having endured the days of mandatory school uniforms in his past life, Qin Yu appreciated this rule—it wasn't compulsory, and the robes looked good.

He finished inspecting his room and then hung up some clothes that were still a little damp from the journey.

Sitting back, Qin Yu had a sudden idea: he could take the opportunity to get to know his neighbors.

Not all of the rooms were occupied, for instance, Room 667 was vacant. But Room 665 had someone living there, and since the yard was divided by a short wall, Qin Yu could see right into it.

He shouted over, "Hello, neighbor! Are you there?"

The person in Room 665 responded, stepping out from his room. Qin Yu recognized him—he was another new disciple who had walked in with Qin Yu and Zhong Wende earlier. He must have arrived just after Qin Yu and was still finding his way around.

"Ah, it's you!" the person exclaimed upon seeing Qin Yu.

Qin Yu gave him a once-over. The man was about his height, slightly plump with a round face.

He immediately recognized Qin Yu as well, but his expression dropped when he saw Qin Yu. After all, Qin Yu had made quite an impression earlier, especially with how he nearly killed the son of the prime minister. Being neighbors with such a ruthless person... would he be safe?

Qin Yu smiled and asked, "What’s your name?"

"I’m Li Zhengtong," the man replied nervously.

Qin Yu noticed his awkward expression and teased, "You look a bit upset. Something on your mind?"

Li Zhengtong's face jiggled with his forced smile, and he quickly shook his head, "No, no, I’m just really happy, haha!"

Qin Yu nodded, "I’m Qin Yu. Looks like we’re neighbors."

As they continued chatting, Qin Yu decided to check Li Zhengtong's spiritual talent. He had expected Li Zhengtong to have only a low-grade spiritual root, D-rank. But when the system's reading popped up, Qin Yu froze in shock.

[Forged in Fire (A Rank)]: The true power of a person is only revealed after enduring countless trials and hardships. Those who face constant danger, who survive life-and-death situations, will emerge stronger and more capable.

[Survival Instinct (A Rank)]: A person with this talent will always find a way to escape danger and turn life-threatening situations into opportunities for growth.

[Basic Formation (C Rank)]: Some aptitude for formations, able to quickly learn and use formations with ease.

[Low-grade Spiritual Root (D Rank)]: A basic level of spiritual talent, not much potential, destined to remain a servant disciple for life.

Qin Yu was stunned. It turned out that Li Zhengtong's worst talent was his low-grade spiritual root.

What really shocked Qin Yu was that Li Zhengtong had two A-rank talents, which seemed like a golden combination. Forged in Fire would ensure that Li Zhengtong would often face hardships, but Survival Instinct would guarantee his survival and allow him to gain great rewards from overcoming adversity.

Qin Yu mused, This guy might just be the world's destined child of fortune, always stumbling into danger but managing to come out on top, growing stronger each time.

He casually asked, "By the way, have you always been unlucky, like constantly finding yourself in dangerous situations?"

Li Zhengtong looked confused, "No, not really."

Qin Yu could tell that Li Zhengtong didn’t understand why he was being asked this. Still, Li Zhengtong wasn’t the type to lie, so Qin Yu knew that if he had been in danger, his talents would have surely kicked in by now.

Qin Yu glanced over Li Zhengtong once more but couldn't tell if the guy had benefited from his talents recently.

Seems like his abilities aren't as powerful as they sound.