Yang Yan couldn’t care less about the resentful gazes behind him; at this moment, he happily joined the group of Named Disciples.

These past few days were all about the acceptance ceremony, so many of the chores for the Named Disciples had lessened considerably, leaving them with some leisure time.

The group of Named Disciples saw Yang Yan walking over holding the standard attire of Outer Sect disciples, and instantly understood his identity.

Upon noticing the wooden token hanging from Yang Yan’s waist, several people hurriedly halted their conversation and respectfully saluted Yang Yan.

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

Some, with quick minds, immediately began scheming, looking delighted as they bowed to Yang Yan and said:

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, for entering the Outer Sect!"

It’s not that these gray-robed Named Disciples were self-deprecating; it was simply because Named Disciples in any sect were without human rights.

Pleasing Yang Yan might not yield any real benefits, but once you offend him, the retaliation would be miserable.

"No need to stand on ceremony!"

As one of the strongest beings on Earth, the Moonlight Emperor, Yang Yan had experienced countless types of praise.

He indifferently waved his hand and cheerfully approached the little Fatty, Gu Sheng.

Speaking of which, Gu Sheng wasn’t that big.

A lad around sixteen or seventeen years old, barely reaching a height of 1.65 meters.

But, this guy was round and chubby, with a body mass that easily exceeded 150 pounds.

"Junior Gu, would you be willing to follow me and personally handle my errands?"

Yang Yan patted the little fatty’s shoulder, grinning as he asked.

Wait a moment!

Why does this feel sort of like...

Big Bad Wolf trying to lure Little Lamb?

Gu Sheng never imagined such a great opportunity would fall from the sky, landing perfectly upon him.

His chubby face looked at Yang Yan with excitement.

Just as he was about to speak, a stream of snot blurted...

Oops, no!

Sneezed out instead.

Just then, Yang Yan quickly sidestepped, rolling his eyes involuntarily.

He managed to avoid the misfortune, but behind him, the Named Disciple who was still looking enviously at the little fatty Gu Sheng met his travesty.

After Yang Yan dodged, he was caught off guard and took the hit from the little fatty’s secret attack.

Normally, Gu Sheng wouldn’t escape a beating from his buddies.

But now, in front of Yang Yan, the Named Disciple stood there motionless.

"Sorry... Sorry, I... I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it."

The excited Gu Sheng couldn’t forget his good-natured personality, stepping forward two steps, he used his wide sleeves to wipe the tall Named Disciple’s face.

That was snot!

That was snot!

Yang Yan couldn’t help but sigh twice inwardly, ultimately choosing not to speak up.

He just watched as the disciple’s face showed a bitter expression.

What was originally just snot had now, thanks to the little fatty, smeared all over his face.

Yet the little fatty still looked a bit excited, unsure of what to say.

It seemed he was still waiting for Yang Yan’s reply!

"It’s alright, it’s alright. I can deal with it myself, I can deal with it myself."

Seeing Gu Sheng still staring at him, the Named Disciple instantly said repeatedly, covering his face and turning to run away.

Gu Sheng watched the figure leaving hastily, immediately amused.

His chubby face plainly revealing the delight of getting revenge.

Yang Yan glanced at him and instantly understood.

Damn it!

Indeed, every fatty is a potential power player.

This guy seemed harmless, but who’d have thought that now with the advantage, he’s wickedly messing with others.

No need to think, that guy must have offended Gu Sheng.

Sure enough, within the crowd, many noticed this detail, and those who were originally enjoying the spectacle suddenly froze.

At this moment, everyone finally realized all that had happened wasn’t mere coincidence.

It’s likely that anyone who ever offended the little fatty will have to be careful from now on.

After this small incident, the surrounding Named Disciples dispersed one after another.

Those who had enmities with Gu Sheng ran even faster.

"Wipe the snot, wipe the snot."

Taking Gu Sheng to a place with slightly fewer people, Yang Yan directly tossed out a silk handkerchief.

That’s also something he brought back.

Not sure what it really is for.

"Can’t use it, can’t use it!"

Gu Sheng suddenly excitedly took the handkerchief, but instead of wiping the snot, he directly put it into his pants pocket.

"Alright, stop putting on airs with me! Don’t butter me up, just use it for wiping snot; I’m not going to use that thing anyway."

Yang Yan smiled teasingly.

Gu Sheng chuckled silently.

He raised his right hand, pulling out a smaller piece of cloth from his sleeve, and after cleaning it, he sheepishly glanced at Yang Yan, a bit embarrassed saying:

"Yang... Yang Yan, do you really want to take me as a close servant?"

Gu Sheng was referring to what Yang Yan had previously mentioned.

Actually, it’s a rule of the Ancient Abyss Sect.

When Yang Yan had received his Outer Sect token earlier, the steward particularly explained this matter to him.

Compared to these Named Disciples, Outer Sect Disciples already possess considerable privileges, having specific accommodations allocated.

Additionally, they can in the Outer Courtyard enlist a Named Disciple to specifically manage the residence and run errands.

That’s where the role of close servant comes from.

After all, it would be impossible for the Outer Sect disciples to handle all errands themselves, wasting time.

However, for these Named Disciples, such a position is often highly sought after.

Don’t underestimate the role of a close servant still being a Named Disciple; having a support system or not makes a significant difference.

Moreover, the sect provides monthly additional cultivation resources as subsidies for these Outer Sect disciples’ close servants.

Though not much, for Gu Sheng and the others, it’s exceptionally precious!

"What, you don’t want to?"

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows, looking around at Gu Sheng, and then revealed a seemingly enlightened expression.

"Oh! I realize now. Judging by all that bulk, life in the Outer Courtyard must be pretty good, and you might not need to follow me. If so, alright, I’ll head back then!"

After saying this, Yang Yan looked at Gu Sheng, displayed an understanding gesture, and was about to leave.

Upon hearing this, Gu Sheng suddenly stirred, rushing over to clutch Yang Yan’s sleeve tightly and said:

"Yang Yan, no no, I didn’t mean that, I didn’t mean that!"

"I’ll go with you, I’ll go with you, do anything you wish, through knives and fire. If worst comes to worst, I can even..."

"Even what?"

Yang Yan turned around laughingly.

Gu Sheng stood there hesitantly, looking up and then lowering his head.

Finally, as if gathering immense courage:

"Senior Brother Yang, I can even warm the bed for you at night!"

Yang Yan staggered upon hearing this, immediately turning around to hush: "Enough of that! Come with me."

No way he could bear staying here any longer.

This brat’s thoughts aren’t pure!

He could even think of such outrageous things.

"Hehe! Senior Brother Yang, where are we going?"

Gu Sheng breathed a big sigh of relief, wearing a sly grin, following behind Yang Yan.

Though his personality was honest, in this moment, trailing behind Yang Yan, he couldn’t help but feel a bit smug.