Junior Sister, I Really Have to Control You

Chapter 23: Chapter 15: The Joy of Admin Privileges, 34 Years of Cultivation!

Under the scorching sun, inside Xuanzhen Temple.

Li Yinsheng sat on his meditation cushion. He shifted his attention away from Mu Xiaoyu, who was still eating dried candied dates, and looked at the Golden Characters on the scroll in front of him.

Seeing the Cultivation Aspiration that appeared this time, he was taken aback for a moment before sighing inwardly.

Although these Cultivation Aspirations offered rich rewards, not a single one of them was simple.

Compared to the previous ”wealth” aspiration, the time limit for this Cultivation Aspiration was ten times more generous, but the increase in difficulty was far more than tenfold.

He had ten years to elevate his status within the temple.

His junior sister was fifteen years old this year, which was considered quite late for a beginner. Generally, a Daoist Temple accepted disciples between the ages of seven and thirteen.

Ten years meant she would be between seventeen and twenty-three.

At this age, most were still formal disciples. Very few could become True Disciples. Those who did generally possessed dazzling talent and were fought over and reserved early on by the Stewards, the Temple Master, or the Vice Temple Master.

As for becoming a Direct Lineage before surpassing this age group...

A genius of this caliber might still be far inferior to his Martial Uncle, but they would definitely be a B Class genius in the Lesser Yang Dao Examination. In a way, becoming a Steward’s Direct Disciple in one’s early twenties was even harder than securing a B Class in the Lesser Yang Dao Examination.

Since a Direct Disciple was meant to inherit the Steward’s position, they were tested not only on their talent and Cultivation but also on their ability to perform the duties of the role.

Typically, before a Steward selected a Direct Disciple, they would test every True Disciple for seven or eight years—sometimes even over a decade. Only then would they choose the one whose combined talent, Cultivation, temperament, and compatibility with the position made them the most suitable to be a Direct Lineage.

For a normal Cultivator, becoming a Direct Disciple of a Daoist Temple within ten years basically meant they had a boundless future, with a very high chance of eventually becoming a Temple Master.

However, such cases were incredibly rare. Even with shady backroom deals and complex backgrounds, it was no easy feat.

Li Yinsheng had once heard of a Daoist Temple where the Vice Temple Master colluded with the Steward in charge of the treasury, arranging for the Vice Temple Master’s direct blood relative to become the Steward’s Direct Disciple.

At the time, the relative had only been a beginner for twelve years and was exactly twenty years old when they became a Direct Disciple.

When the matter was exposed, it provoked intense outrage throughout the entire Daoist Temple. Ultimately, it alarmed a Daoist of that temple, who personally intervened. The Steward’s Cultivation was crippled, and he was expelled from the temple. The Vice Temple Master was also severely punished; though allowed to remain in the temple, he could no longer even serve as a Steward.

This alone showed just how difficult it was to become a Direct Disciple within ten years. After all, while a Direct Disciple was nominally still a disciple, they already had one foot in the door of the Daoist Temple’s administration.

As for aiming even higher and becoming a Steward within ten years...

Li Yinsheng had never even heard of such a thing.

Even a prominent figure like his Martial Uncle had started cultivating at the age of four, and she only obtained an A Class in the Lesser Yang Dao Examination when she was almost twenty.

At that time, she might have been qualified to serve as a Steward, but if the time limit was ten years, she would have actually exceeded the limit by five years.

Therefore, for a newly accepted beginner disciple to become a Direct Disciple within ten years was already the absolute peak. Reaching the step of ”promoting to a Steward” was flat-out impossible.

As for subsequently being promoted to Vice Temple Master or becoming Temple Master, that was simply a pipe dream.

Unless... someone could blatantly bend the rules for this new disciple without any reservations!

Looking at Mu Xiaoyu, who was looking shifty by the water vat and attempting to slack off, the corners of Li Yinsheng’s mouth curled up slightly.