Chapter 127: First Day As An Outer Court Disciple
Han Yu’s first day as an Outer Disciple... was surprisingly peaceful.
Suspiciously peaceful.
He half-expected to be ambushed the moment he set foot into the Outer Disciple Hall to register. He even brought his broom — freshly cleaned and polished, just in case things got physical.
But nothing happened.
The disciples at the registration desk treated him with stiff, overly formal politeness.
The Outer Hall overseer, a stern-looking elder with graying hair, simply gave him a new identity token, a basic cultivation robe, the common cultivation technique of the Twin Leaf Peak Sect that pretty much everyone practiced and a set of Outer Disciple rules without even meeting his eyes.
Han Yu couldn’t help but feel like a porcupine had walked into a den of wolves, and the wolves had all decided, "Nope. Not today."
As he made his way toward his assigned living quarters — a small, slightly shabby courtyard tucked in a quieter corner of the Outer Sect’s residential peak— he noticed it more and more.
The stares.
The whispered conversations that abruptly cut off when he walked by.
The way disciples, some of whom had surely plotted against him before, gave him space. Wide, nervous, carefully maintained space.