Following beside Yang Yan, Gu Sheng truly experienced what it meant to have the fox exploit the tiger’s might.

Indeed, the named disciples passing by them all showed faces full of respect towards Yang Yan, and from time to time, they glanced at Gu Sheng with envy.

Yang Yan could also understand his current feelings.

This Fatty, in the Outer Courtyard, had often been bullied by others.

Because of his kind and easily exploited nature, almost anyone could come and take advantage of him.

Yet who would have thought that such a punching bag of a fellow would experience a sudden reversal of fortune, unexpectedly finding an Outer Sect senior brother as his backing.

It proved the old saying:

Thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west bank!

At this time, many people were secretly pondering to quickly establish some connections and curry favor with Fatty.

Otherwise, if this person recalled their past grudges and came to trouble them, what would they do?!

"Naturally, to the Outer Courtyard."

Yang Yan walked ahead, speaking rightfully.

Gu Sheng took a step forward, cautiously speaking beside Yang Yan:

"Yang Yan, this is the Outer Courtyard."

"Hmm?"

Yang Yan turned his head to look at Gu Sheng, confused, then lowered his head to tug at the wooden token hanging on him, taking a glance.

"Outer Courtyard number 293 residence, where is it?"

Yang Yan asked.

Gu Sheng, upon hearing this, was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yang Yan with a somewhat peculiar expression, then lowered his head respectfully saying:

"Master, I’ll take you."

"Alright."

Yang Yan responded, just lifted his foot to move forward, and suddenly retracted it.

His face full of bewilderment, he turned to Gu Sheng beside him and asked:

"You, what did you just call me?"

"Master, you are the master, I am just a named disciple, specifically responsible for your living and all miscellaneous matters, the distinction between superior and inferior."

Gu Sheng seemed to transform into a different person, no longer resembling the honest-looking self from before.

Instead, he was more like an experienced old hand at this...

Yang Yan suddenly felt that this fellow was becoming more and more interesting.

However, ultimately Fatty Gu Sheng still referred to him as Young Master according to Yang Yan’s request.

Disciple classes of Ancient Abyss Sect were divided into four levels.

They were named disciples, Outer Sect disciples, Inner Sect disciples, and Core disciples respectively.

This named disciple had no personal rights; only Outer Sect disciples were considered formal disciples of Ancient Abyss Sect.

However, in reality, even Outer Sect disciples were divided into ranks.

The number of Outer Sect disciples at Ancient Abyss Sect was enormous, over thirty thousand.

As the saying goes, where there are people, there is stratification.

Not to mention cultivators!

These individuals always craved competitiveness, always fond of proving themselves through strength.

Not for any empty fame, just the cultivation resources provided by the sect were enough for many to compete fiercely.

The Outer Sect of Ancient Abyss Sect was just like this.

The thirty thousand disciples created their own Outer Sect ranking list.

Rumor has it, it was even recognized internally by Ancient Abyss Sect.

This ranking seems useless, just for show, but those on the list were the top three hundred among the Outer Sect disciples.

At the same time, they occupied the top three hundred superior residences in the Outer Courtyard.

These top three hundred residences were all places dense with spiritual qi.

Even those at the very forefront were no less than the places where ordinary Inner Sect disciples cultivated.

Therefore, Outer Sect disciples collectively referred to these as the Marquis Mansions of the Inner Sect!

Meaning the owners of these three hundred residences were candidates for Inner Sect disciples!

There was never news of any empty among the three hundred Marquis Mansions of the Inner Sect.

The owner of each was an existence that made ordinary Outer Sect disciples’ hearts sink.

However, today, the three hundred Marquis Mansions of the Inner Sect, accustomed to their peace, welcomed two uninvited guests.

"Mas... hmm, Young Master, this is Ten Thousand Mountains, there is a small spirit vein passing below, it is a blessing for cultivators."

"On the mountain, there are three hundred cave dwellings; your residence is among them."

Gu Sheng carefully introduced.

"Hmm! Indeed, the scenery here is beautiful."

Yang Yan simply nodded lightly, appearing very calm.

This was not surprising.

In fact, the cultivation paradise in Gu Sheng Fatty’s eyes was, to Yang Yan, just a beautiful landscape.

At least, the mountain’s grandeur, the floral abundance, the forest’s exuberance, was like a graceful gentleman, unmatched by any famous mountain whether in the real world or in the Hidden World.

"Halt, looking is one thing, but do you actually intend to ascend? What if you bump into a senior brother, can you afford to apologize?"

Just as Gu Sheng led the way, intending to take Yang Yan up the mountain, three named disciples in gray robes suddenly stretched out their hands to block them at the mountain path’s entrance.

Yang Yan couldn’t help but frown.

For this unfamiliar world, he wasn’t entirely naive now and knew that these people before him were merely named disciples.

While he himself had specifically changed into the blue robe of an Outer Sect disciple!

Were they blind?

Of course not!

Did they have extraordinary backgrounds?

Of course not either.

How could someone with an extraordinary background be a named disciple?

Yang Yan looked at the three blocking his way and couldn’t help but smile, asking lightly:

"Do you know who I am?"

The three named disciples immediately looked at each other puzzled.

"Get lost! You’re blocking the way for our young master to return to the mansion! Do you wish to seek death?!"

Gu Sheng unexpectedly stood up, much to Yang Yan’s surprise.

He raised his hand, pointing at the nose of the leading named disciple, looking fierce.

Was this still the honest Fatty he used to know?!

But Yang Yan soon understood, showing a knowing smile.

Presumably, this was Gu Sheng’s pledge of allegiance.

If he wanted to board his ship, Gu Sheng had to make some display, wouldn’t he?

"You all?"

The leader was instantly uncertain of Yang Yan’s identity; could Yang Yan be a new Outer Sect senior brother who successfully challenged the three hundred Marquis Mansions of the Inner Sect?

But there hadn’t been any news of a successful challenger recently!

One must know, every change among the three hundred mansions was a huge event making waves in the Outer Sect.

The one standing foremost seemed tall and big, yet his shoulders were slightly thin, with a horse face appearing quite ordinary.

But compared to the dark and sallow faces of named disciples Yang Yan had seen before, these people had healthy complexions.

At least, it indicated they lived quite comfortably on a daily basis.

Horse Face, accustomed to being domineering, didn’t even regard some ordinary Outer Sect disciples.

To be pointed and scolded by a mere named disciple like Gu Sheng made him naturally burn with anger.

However, these named disciples, having stumbled up from the bottom, often had deep shrewdness.

Because they were unsure of Yang Yan’s identity and level, they didn’t dare reveal their anger on their faces.

Instead, he forcibly suppressed his temper, with a smiling face, slightly bowed towards Yang Yan, testingly said:

"So, it is senior brother. May I ask which number is senior brother’s cave dwelling? We three can lead senior brother there."

Yang Yan pinched his nose without speaking, but beside him Gu Sheng stepped forward again.

This time, he was practically face to face with the horse-faced disciple.

Horse Face forced a smile, discreetly taking a half-step back, his fists tightly clenched.