My Master Disconnected Yet Again

To prevent Little Three from going back and kneeling after Zuo Two Bucks ascended to immortality, Zuo Two Bucks dragged Little Three up to the upper realm with him. Thus, Little Three followed Zuo Two Bucks all the way back to the Invincible Sect as well. As the saying went: He needed to seek forgiveness from Exalted Goddess.

In his thousands of years training in the lower realm, Zuo Shuming did not once get distracted from his path. He focused on becoming a good sword cultivator. The moment Yu Hong saw him, she knew that Elder Lonemoon was the one who trained him. She accepted him into the sect immediately, and instructed the other disciples to train him up. He was only an Earth Immortal. The other disciples needed someone like him to train with. Soon, he would make progress! Mm… Sword cultivators have good endurance right?

Zuo Two Bucks: ”…”

”Wait, Senior Sister! I haven’t gotten an immortal sword! Can you give me a sword before you hit me?”

”Shut up! HIt him!”

”…”

”Senior Brother, I am only an Earth Immortal. Even sword cultivators of this level would not be able to withstand a blow from Mystic Immortals. Please, stop treating me like a punching bag!”

”It’ll be alright, Junior Brother. You won’t die!”

”…”

”Eh? Senior Sister, what do you want? You don’t have to transform – I wouldn’t be able to beat you either way!”

”I’m respecting my opponent!”

”Wait, no, help!”

Zuo Two Bucks seriously doubted his life choices, especially after seeing Tian Yi. The latter squatted peacefully in the pill refinement room each day, holding a fifth-grade immortal herb in his left hand and an eighth-grade immortal lotus in his right. In fact, this image made Zuo Two Bucks seriously consider running back to the lower realm.

Speaking of which… Was it too late to become a pill cultivator now?