Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries

Ye Wanzhou was startled by her words, her hands gripping the boat pole.

"Dark skin, calluses on the backs of your fingers — you’ve been making a living on this river since you were very young, haven’t you? All alone?" Zhang Miaoyu’s gaze swept over Ye Wanzhou. "Before I was an immortal, I was the same way. Then fate led me to become one."

Ye Wanzhou lowered her brows, gripping the boat pole, her hands not knowing where to rest from nervousness.

Zhang Miaoyu studied Ye Wanzhou carefully for a moment longer, as if confirming something, before slowly speaking:

"If you truly don’t want to take me over, I certainly won’t force anyone."

Her words fell, and silence followed.

Zhang Miaoyu’s expression showed a hint of regret.

She hadn’t just arrived today — she had been here for two days already. Having accompanied Li Yingling on missions many times, even if she didn’t always understand why things were done a certain way, she would instinctively follow Li Yingling’s methods.

Gather intelligence first, observe the specific situation, screen for suspicious personnel, prepare for the worst.

It was during this series of preparations that Zhang Miaoyu had noticed Ye Wanzhou.

Actually, the somewhat dilapidated small boat beneath Ye Wanzhou’s feet wasn’t even hers — it was rented from the boat owner. Only the patched-and-repatched fishing net on the boat belonged to Ye Wanzhou.

Boats were hardly cheap — they were genuinely expensive items, both costly and heavy.

Most ordinary families would have to sell everything they owned and take on debt just to have a small boat, and their entire future livelihood would depend on it.

Clearly, with her dark skin and her young age working on a boat, Ye Wanzhou couldn’t afford one.

The boat owner’s rental wasn’t proportional — it was a fixed quota.

After all, the boat owner wouldn’t rent out a precious boat to a novice who would only catch two tiny fish all day.

The boat owner would set the fixed quota based on the season’s approximate catch — enough that you earned little but didn’t starve, yet not enough to let you save and leave.

Only those veteran fishermen with deep skill could save money under the fixed quota.

Although Ye Wanzhou had some fishing experience, she was clearly not a highly skilled veteran.

To make up the quota payment, she had to fish at night.

The Divine Immortal Tower was built here not for the sake of sharing joy with the common people, but because there were water-route spiritual veins flowing through this area. Since the Eastern Divine Continent had the most cultivators, with casual cultivators making up the largest proportion, the more abundant the spiritual energy at a breakthrough site, the better.

So the Divine Immortal Tower also accepted cultivators seeking breakthroughs — pay spirit stones, and they would provide spiritual veins and security measures.

Whether it made money or not was another matter, but this practice had earned the Divine Immortal Tower tremendous reputation.

While observing the Divine Immortal Tower, Zhang Miaoyu had happened to notice Ye Wanzhou fishing at night.

This wouldn’t have been noteworthy on its own.

After all, most people in this world suffered, all had reasons beyond their control, things they had to do, things they couldn’t stop doing.

It was just that Ye Wanzhou, who had no cultivation, was somehow able to use the faint spiritual energy overflowing from the Divine Immortal Tower as bait to attract fish.

Although it was so faint as to be nearly imperceptible, invisible even to the naked eye.

Naturally, this wasn’t something Zhang Miaoyu had detected herself — it was a Spirit Transformation cultivator from Xuanqing Heavenly Sect stationed here who pointed it out.

If not for that big shot’s reminder, probably no one would have discovered Ye Wanzhou’s remarkable quality.

Zhang Miaoyu figured that since life held so much suffering, perhaps she could occasionally save one person from it.

Ye Wanzhou’s talent was certainly extraordinary — at the very least, she likely had a special physique.

After Zhang Miaoyu later sent people to investigate all of Ye Wanzhou’s background, she was able to confirm that Ye Wanzhou was also a person of excellent character.

Their own sect was far too thin on people these days — outer disciples were fewer than inner disciples.

One outer disciple, and only herself as the sole Outer Sect Elder.

Teaching disciples was always one-on-one, face to face.

The outer sect seemed to have been set up just to accommodate her.

After all, if they didn’t establish an outer sect, her position would probably just be "gatekeeper."

At this point, it was time to grow the sect.

Now that she had rarely encountered someone the team leader would call recruit-worthy talent, Zhang Miaoyu naturally wanted to try — she had even prepared herself to be scolded by the team leader for it.

This sudden boarding was both a test and the preparation for extending an olive branch.

Zhang Miaoyu looked at Ye Wanzhou, whose body trembled with nervousness, and sighed softly in her heart.

If she had no drive to advance, panicking and losing composure at every encounter — then no matter how good her talent, she probably wouldn’t catch the team leader’s eye.

After all, even the best talent couldn’t compare to the team leader and her group of monstrous junior brothers and sisters.

The key thing was that every single one of those monstrous junior brothers and sisters had astonishingly high mental fortitude and intelligence.

With that, she prepared to turn and leave.

But as soon as Zhang Miaoyu stood up, the small boat suddenly began to move.

Ye Wanzhou’s boat pole stirred, and the small boat departed from the shore, ripples spreading across the mirror-like lake surface.

Zhang Miaoyu’s lips curved into a slight smile. "We haven’t even discussed the fare yet."

"It would be an honor to follow an immortal’s instructions — how could I dare ask for payment?"

Ye Wanzhou rowed hard, her gaze still not daring to look at Zhang Miaoyu, instead fixed on the rippling lake surface.

Not looking upon an immortal’s face seemed carved into her very instincts.

Zhang Miaoyu chuckled softly without speaking. This wasn’t the time to extend the olive branch yet.

She still remembered how the team leader had shattered all the defenses in her heart in a single step, making her completely submit to the team leader’s brilliance.

Now... it was her turn to shine!

The small boat drifted far.

Ye Wanzhou was tense inside. Cultivators reflected in the lake surface kept flying past, and some did cast glances her way — after all, hers was the only small boat heading straight for the Divine Immortal Tower.

But after a while, Ye Wanzhou noticed — after those immortals glanced over, they quickly looked away, as wary as she was.

The immortals weren’t afraid of her, a mere mortal. Without question, they were afraid of the immortal behind her.

Time felt both long and short.

In a daze, Ye Wanzhou found the small boat had reached the shore of the Divine Immortal Tower.

"Never been inside, have you?"

Zhang Miaoyu asked.

Ye Wanzhou hurriedly answered, "No."

"Today’s on me — consider it your fare. How about we go take a look? You seem pretty curious about what’s inside too."

Ye Wanzhou turned her head, looking at Zhang Miaoyu’s expression through the still-rippling lake surface.

Zhang Miaoyu followed Ye Wanzhou’s gaze to the lake surface:

"Why do you always look at the lake?"

"Grandpa said... you mustn’t look at an immortal’s face."

"Is that so?" Zhang Miaoyu lightly stepped onto the shore, then turned to face Ye Wanzhou and extended her hand.

"The wonders of this world — you won’t see them just by watching the lake surface. You don’t want to spend your whole life looking down at the water, do you?"

"Raise your head, and see the colorful world — how about it?"

Hearing this, Ye Wanzhou raised her head, her gaze falling on the hand extended toward her.

Then she decisively reached out.

Zhang Miaoyu’s lips curved slightly, her expression showing no surprise.

In this world.

If she truly had no drive to push forward, she would have long since died by the lake.

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