"Isnt it said that one must make sufficient contributions to the sect in order to become an inner disciple?" Zhang Ye asked curiously.

  "Thats actually just a joke. In the past, it was our fault for being negligent. To be honest, in the past five years, youve been working hard and making great contributions. If we were to calculate your contribution value, among all the outer sect disciples, you would be the first. But whats the point? Even I was deceived, and your achievements were stolen by many inner sect disciples with powerful backers. In the end, Black Eagle profited greatly, and every year there are three inner sect disciples who get promoted. To sum it up, this is just a pie that the sect has drawn for outer sect disciples like you. Its something that can be seen but not eaten. The only way to gain recognition from the sect is to increase your strength, which is something that others cant take away."

  Xu Ying continued, "Any sect must constantly have new blood injected into it in order to grow stronger. When outsiders look at our sect, they wont give us face just because of how good our sect is. In their eyes, the number of divine cultivators and golden dan masters directly represents whether our sect is prosperous or not. The elders above also think this way. As long as you havent committed any great crimes, and are able to build your foundation, the sect will do everything in its power to promote you to inner sect disciple and keep you under control. This is because youre a natural talent, not someone the sect has cultivated. Those who rely on contributions to enter the inner sect and receive cultivation from the sect, some of whom cant even build their foundation, are just a waste of resources for the sect."

  Zhang Ye burst out laughing, it was hard to imagine that cultivating disciples would actually be connected to doing business.

  Xu Ying said, "Those who have not made major mistakes and have successfully built their foundation to become inner door disciples are the ones with real prospects. This represents that they have potential, good qualifications, and its no surprise that they will be heavily cultivated by the sect. Most of the true transmission disciples come from this route. Relying on contributions and flattery may make you popular in the outer door or even influential in the inner door, but most people cant become true transmission disciples. For example, me, Im afraid Ill end up like this for life, so Junior Brother must work hard."

  "En, I will try my best." Zhang Ye nodded and said.

  "After this foundation, the elder gave a set of techniques and a second-rate flying sword." Xu Ying handed a small, exquisite flying sword to Zhang Ye, "Ive been in the mountains, I dont need the flying sword, so Ill give it to my junior brother. As for the technique, Im an inner disciple, I dont have the right to privately pass on the technique, this is a great taboo, so I cant give it to my junior brother."

  Zhang Yes heart felt warm, and he declined, saying: "No, sister, you keep the flying sword for self-defense, I dont want it."

  Xu Ying said: "Who am I guarding against? If Huo Tianlang wants to move me, even if I have an eighth-grade flying sword, its useless. If Huo Tianlang doesnt move me, then I dont need to guard against anyone, thats all, youre not allowed to refuse."

  Zhang Ye had no choice but to put it away.

  Xu Ying had other tasks and left after sending out the flying sword.

  The flying sword bestowed by the sect does not contain any spiritual imprint inside. That is, it has no master.

  Whoever infuses magic into the flying sword first is the master.

  If its another magical treasure, with a spiritual imprint inside, then it must be washed away by a powerful cultivator using their magical powers before it can be used by someone else. The higher the grade of the magical treasure, the higher the cultivation level required to cleanse it.

  In theory, a sixth-grade or higher magic treasure will not be easily snatched away once it recognizes its master, because even a Golden Elixir cultivator cannot erase the imprint on a sixth- or seventh-grade magic treasure.

  In the evening, Zhang Ye took out the flying sword given by Xu Ying from the gourd and admired it.

  The two flying swords are ordinary, just a spell array established on top of an ordinary magic sword. After the cultivators magic is injected, the flying sword is activated and will attack automatically according to the owners intention. In short, its a helper.

  The material of the two flying swords is generally poor and prone to shattering. Moreover, their attacking power is not too strong. They are roughly equivalent to a cultivator at the fifth layer of Qi Refining.

  Infused with magical power, the flying sword in his hand acknowledged its master and shot up into the air with a whoosh, freely darting about.

  Hoo-hoo!

  The mind moves, the formation of the flying sword is launched, and it swings automatically, which is quite impressive.

  After being a quasi-apprentice for five years, Zhang Ye felt that all of this was too much fun, and he could actually own a flying sword, so he happily flipped around everywhere.

  In fact, the Seven Treasures Gourd at his waist could be exchanged for a Sixth-Grade Flying Sword if taken out. That was the truly good stuff.

  Of course, for now, even if there were six flying swords, Zhang Ye still couldnt use them.

  Two-tier flying sword is equivalent to the strength of a fifth-level cultivator, which means that the master of the flying sword must be at least a fifth-level cultivator or above to control it.

  Otherwise, it is easy to be counterattacked by the flying sword.

  Zhang Ye is now at the sixth level of Qi training, and in theory, his maximum control limit is a third-grade flying sword.

  But thats just in theory, because a magic treasure recognizes its master and shares the cultivators spiritual power. If Zhang Ye is now driving a third-grade flying sword, the actual strength of the flying sword has surpassed Zhang Ye, but the flying sword itself does not have spiritual power, during battles it will greatly consume Zhang Yes spiritual power, that way, the consumption is really terrifying, if he cant win in a short period of time, the situation will be dangerous.

  So basically, in a tough and hard battle, it still relies mainly on its own strength, with the magic weapon only serving as an auxiliary.

  In general, in order not to affect the cultivators own strength and cause a loss of Fa Li, the third-grade flying sword is used by cultivators who have reached the middle period of foundation building.

  Practiced till very late, Zhang Ye basically established communication with the flying sword and was able to wield it skillfully. Only then did he put this ordinary flying sword without any special properties into the gourd.

  Xu Ying Shijie is busy, Dashi is not around, Ziyi doesnt care about people, and Xiaobao sleeps all day. In such days, Zhang Ye is lonely but not bored, thinking, cultivating, farming, and passing the time quickly.

  In a daze, the seven-colored sea buckthorn on Tianxing Peak had grown big and was extremely beautiful. This thing indeed has the sign of being promoted to fourth rank, its particularly overbearing and domineering, sometimes even Zhang Ye couldnt control it, one moment it would release a rainbow, the next it would spew out two mouthfuls of dizzying aura, how detestable.

  This time, the name of this thing is called Seven Star Sea Peach. Its a truly poisonous substance with seven different colors, and when it goes crazy, its branches spread out, resembling a giant seven-colored poisonous spider.

  Qī xīng hǎi téng finally completed its breakthrough under careful care, successfully advancing to fourth rank and producing a small fruit, which was a seed.

  The seeds produced by the four-grade medicinal materials are of the third grade, which is not surprising for Zhang Ye.

  A voice behind him said, "You really didnt disappoint me."

  Turning back, Luo Tianxing stood behind Zhang Ye, observing the Seven Star Sea Peach. After a long while, confirming that this was what he wanted, Luo Tianxing waved his hand and pulled out the Seven Star Sea Peach from its roots, storing it in his gourd.

  "I said Id reward you after this is done, what do you want?" Luo Tianxing looked at Zhang Ye.

  Zhang Ye had originally wanted to ask for a set of techniques or something to continue his cultivation, but at this time, the purple-robed man who had not spoken for a long time suddenly appeared in his mind and said, "Ask him for these three acres of land. He doesnt farm himself, so these things are unimportant to him. After that, stay away from him, this person is not simple."