After transmigrating, I cultivated immortality by smelling the scent.

Chapter 3 We are a legitimate sect, not a kidney-gnawing sect.

After overcoming numerous hardships, Ye Xiaobai finally arrived near the Qingyun Sect's recruitment site, thinking that he could now join the immortal sect and embark on the path of cultivation, where he would surely rise to great heights.

The ideal was lofty, but reality was not just harsh, it was cruel. Upon inquiring, he learned that the Qingyun Sect's disciple-acceptance ceremony had already ended! The next one would be three years later, and Ye Xiaobai couldn't wait three years.

"Senior, what should we do? Do I have to wait three years?"

"You brat, if you can't even handle this little thing, you might as well give up on cultivating immortality, go wash up and go to bed. Tomorrow you'd better find a job properly!"

"Senior~~!" Ye Xiaobai said in a coquettish tone.

"Who are you trying to be cute with, you brat!"

Ye Xiaobai was speechless. There was nothing he could do. His senior didn't care, so he had to find a solution himself. But what could he do?

Just as Ye Xiaobai was racking his brains and pacing back and forth, an old man with a goatee walked over slowly and asked, "Young man, do you want to join the Qingyun Sect?" After saying that, he didn't forget to stroke his beard with his hand.

Ye Xiaobai assumed the old man was from the Qingyun Sect and immediately replied, "Yes, you are from the Qingyun Sect, right? I hope you will give me a chance, senior?"

"Hehe, young man, I can't help you with joining the Qingyun Sect, because I'm not a member."

"Ah~" Ye Xiaobai looked disappointed. He had just seen a glimmer of hope, but in the blink of an eye, it was all gone.

"Young man, don't be in such a hurry, I haven't finished yet. I'm from the White Tiger Sect, and you can join our sect, but we need to see if you have any immortal roots." As he spoke, he reached out to check the white dot's immortal roots.

Ye Xiaobai, who had been in despair, is now better off. At least he can join a cultivation sect and is cooperating with the inspection.

After a moment, the old man stroked his beard and said, "So-so, just average. He has the four elemental roots of wood, water, fire, and earth, but at least he has some."

"How's your talent?" Ye Xiaobai asked curiously.

"Four-attribute spiritual roots are considered very common. The Qingyun Sect only accepts disciples with single or double spiritual roots, and at the very least, three spiritual roots. They don't even want disciples with four-attribute spiritual roots!"

"Huh? So I really only have average talent. Then why would the White Tiger Sect accept disciples with such poor talent?" Ye Xiaobai asked curiously, somewhat annoyed.

"Our White Tiger Sect's founder was of average talent back then and was rejected by many sects. Who knew that he would unexpectedly obtain an opportunity and achieve extraordinary cultivation? Later, he founded the White Tiger Sect, hoping to give more people of average talent an opportunity to cultivate immortality."

"Therefore, there are no talent requirements for beginner disciples; as long as they have spiritual roots, they are welcome," the old man replied proudly.

"The old sect leader is a man with the world in his heart, truly admirable!" Ye Xiaobai couldn't help but give the old man a thumbs up.

"Let's go, come back to the sect with me," the old man said.

"OK."

Ye Xiaobai finally resolved the issue of joining a cultivation sect and breathed a sigh of relief.

During the subsequent conversation with the old man, I learned that his name was Liu Santong, and he was one of the outer elders of the White Tiger Sect responsible for recruiting disciples.

Before Ye Xiaobai transmigrated, he often read about scammers ripping off kidneys online, and the impression was very deep.

After walking only a few steps, Xiaobai suddenly stopped and looked at the old man, half-jokingly asking, "Uncle, you're not going to trick me into going to a secluded place and kicking me in the kidneys, are you?"

"You brat, what would a cultivator like me need the kidneys of a mortal like you for!" the old man replied angrily.

"Senior, don't be angry, I was just joking," Xiaobai said with a smile.

After walking for a while, we passed a square and suddenly heard a soldier from the city lord's mansion banging a gong and shouting loudly: "Recently, there have been many villains who use the pretext of recruiting disciples to cheat people out of their kidneys. All outsiders must be careful!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaobai was immediately stunned, and stammered, "Senior, our sect is a legitimate sect, right? The kind that doesn't 'grill kidneys'?" As he spoke, he turned his legs, ready to run away at any moment.

“Kid, don’t overthink it. We are a legitimate cultivation sect. You can ask around. Although our White Tiger Sect isn’t a major sect like the Azure Cloud Sect, it’s still quite famous among second-rate sects,” the old man said righteously.

After much persuasion along the way, Ye Xiaobai gradually dispelled his doubts.

After walking for an unknown amount of time outside the city, they heard the old man say, "That mountain ahead is where our sect is located."

Just as they reached the foot of the mountain, a loud shout suddenly rang out from afar: "Senior Brother Liu, the kidneys you made last time were quite good, remember to call me again next time!" Then the shout faded away. The old man smiled and waved, replying, "Okay, Junior Brother Li!"

When Xiao Bai heard that the kidneys were good, he immediately sensed something was wrong and ran away as fast as he could.

The old man had just finished greeting his junior brother when he turned around and saw that Ye Xiaobai had already run more than ten meters.

The old man sighed and quickly appeared beside Xiaobai. Xiaobai immediately turned pale with fright.

"It's over! I'm doomed! I'm going to lose my kidneys and my life here too!" Ye Xiaobai thought to himself.

“That was your Senior Brother Li. We were talking about the spiritual food made from the kidneys of the pig demon we caught before. What have you been thinking about now? It seems we need to deal with the kidney-gathering matter soon.” After the old man’s repeated persuasion, Ye Xiaobai finally felt relieved.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the foot of White Tiger Mountain. The first thing that caught our eye was the White Tiger Mountain gate, with the three large characters "White Tiger Sect" painted in silver-white paint. It is said that the gate was written by the founder of the sect himself.

Two disciples in grey robes stood ramrod straight at the entrance, their robes embroidered with tigers. Upon seeing the old man approach, they immediately greeted him, "Greetings, Elder Liu!"

"Not bad! Very energetic!" the old man replied calmly.

Afterwards, Ye Xiaobai was taken into White Tiger Mountain by the old man.