Chapter 19: Youâre My Senior Sister??!
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âThatâs right, you. Do you want to become this masterâs disciple?â
Xinlian fastened the wine gourd back to her waist, twirling her hair with one hand as she spoke with a smile.
Since Lin Muyu had been sitting and resting among the crowd the whole time, not paying attention to what was happening outside, she hadnât seen Xinlian confronting the sect master.
Therefore, although Lin Muyu didnât recognize this blue-haired fairy sister in front of her, she felt that having a masterâs guidance would be a good thing for her cultivation.
So she didnât refuse. Instead, she formally cupped her fists and half-knelt: âThis disciple pays respects to Master!â
However, she didnât know that Xinlian was also Su Wanqingâs master. Poor Lin Muyu would pay a painful price for this decision~
Luo Chenxi stared wide-eyed from the side. She really hadnât expected this seemingly powerful fairy to take a liking to this little punching bag who ranked dead last.
She felt somewhat unwilling.
Unwilling that she wouldnât be able to bully this interesting little punching bag as freely in the future, at least not where her seemingly strong master could know about it.
Equally shocked were Su Wanqing and Ye Fan, who were observing this disciple acceptance ceremony from not far away.
Su Wanqing had already felt something was strange when her master entered and said she wanted to take on a disciple.
Usually, this drunkard master of hers didnât care about anything on Jade Lotus Peak. She normally just knew how to drink and sleep, or disappear without a trace, not knowing what she was up to.
Her own cultivation had to rely entirely on herself.
Fortunately, this drunkard master of hers was quite wealthy, providing her with enough spirit stones for cultivation, and her comprehension was excellent, so she didnât need guidance.
Otherwise, she would have wanted to report this drunkard master for slacking off every day and not doing her proper duties.
But for such an ultimate lazy master to actually want to recruit disciples? It was truly a miraculous thing.
But when Xinlian said she wanted to take Lin Muyu as a disciple, Su Wanqingâs heart suddenly jumped.
âMaster couldnât possibly know everything, right?â
Su Wanqingâs face immediately turned red, and steam seemed to rise from her head.
Although she often felt her master was quite unreliable, their relationship was actually quite good, similar to a friendship?
Having a woman who was both teacher and friend know that she had actually done such things, that would really beâŠ
Su Wanqing felt unwilling, steam rising from her head, turning into a steam princess.
Ye Fan was equally unwilling. He had originally planned to make his move during these four years of trial while Lin Muyu hadnât grown strong yet, but Xinlian taking her as a disciple completely disrupted his plans.
âElder Feng, what should we do? That woman isnât someone we can afford to provoke.â
Ye Fan anxiously spoke in his mind.
That woman was arguably the most terrifying person he had ever seen. His keen sixth sense told him that if he provoked this woman now, he would die miserably.
Even Elder Feng couldnât see through her.
If it werenât for that woman, Ye Fan would have had a hundred ways to win over the innocent Su Wanqing long ago.
There would be no need to put his warm face against her cold butt to curry favor, or rack his brains devising schemes.
Now his other target had also run under that womanâs protection, which made him angry beyond measure yet helpless.
âFind an opportunity. She canât stay under that womanâs protection forever. Sheâll come out eventually. Of course, it would be best if you could build a good relationship with her and lure her out.â
In his mind, Elder Fengâs voice spoke eerily, making people uncomfortable to listen to. Fortunately, Ye Fan had long grown accustomed to Elder Fengâs personality.
His eyes held only the pursuit of power enhancement, without any emotion. Everything was merely resources for improving strength.
Including friends, dao companions, teachers, relativesâŠ
They were the same type of people, willing to abandon everything for power, by any means necessary!
âBut this woman just didnât choose me, and that Su Wanqing woman is extremely difficult to crack. The only opportunity last time was also ruined, who knows when thereâll be another chance.â
Ye Fanâs tone carried some worry. Currently, the two women who could most enhance his strength had no interest in him.
Moreover, he actually had no way to deal with them in Qinglan Sect.
Elder Feng pondered for a moment: âThen letâs change targets.â
âChange targets?â
Ye Fan asked back strangely. Was there something as good as supreme-grade Ice Spirit Root and precious Nascent Soul spiritual artifacts?
âFool, didnât you notice the extraordinariness of that red-haired woman?â
Elder Feng scolded somewhat disappointedly. He had already taught Ye Fan many techniques for identifying women, yet he hadnât absorbed any of it.
âYou mean that first disciple to enter the sect, Luo Chenxi?â
Ye Fan looked toward Luo Chenxi, golden light flashing in his pupils, emitting captivating rays. Suddenly, everything in his vision seemed to change.
A burning, scorching sensation stung his eyes, and his vision instantly turned into a sea of fire. A fire phoenix wreathed in flames charged straight at him.
Cannot look directly!
Ye Fan quickly closed his eyes. If he had been a few seconds slower, he felt his eyes would have been blinded by the phoenixâs flames.
âThis woman actually has supreme-grade Fire Spirit Root? And even has phoenix bloodline?â Ye Fan looked incredulous.
Luo Chenxi immediately frowned and looked behind her. She always felt someone was secretly spying on her with malicious intent.
But she could only see a vague figure in the distance, floating in the air, and that malicious intent emanated from there.
âHeh, just a jumping clown. Iâll see when you show yourself.â
Luo Chenxi murmured to herself. She feared no conspiracies or schemes, becauseâŠ
Any schemes would be burned to ashes in scorching flames!
She had this confidence!
The disciple acceptance ceremony ended. All disciples with masters were taken away, and disciples without masters were also arranged to their respective residences.
Only Lin Muyu looked pitifully at her drunkard master who was drinking alone and completely ignoring her.
âMaster, when shall we go back?â
Lin Muyu really couldnât stand it anymore and asked somewhat anxiously.
âHmm? Who are you?â
Xinlian opened her eyes drunkenly, looking at the girl in front of her with confusion.
Lin Muyuâs heart immediately turned cold. How had she ended up with such an unreliable master?
No choice now. Having already bowed, could she take it back?
She could only bite the bullet and say:
âIâm your newly accepted disciple, Lin Muyu.â
âOh oh, so youâre called Lin Muyu. Then have your senior sister take you back. This master is going to sleep.â
âSenior sister?â
Just as Lin Muyu wanted to ask who her senior sister was, the unreliable master in front of her instantly disappeared.
Only a strand of hair fell, proving someone had just been there and it wasnât her seeing things.
ââŠâ
The vast venue suddenly left only Lin Muyu alone. Lin Muyu stood there dazed, feeling abandoned.
She could only squat down, curling herself into a ball, pitifully waiting for her yet-to-be-met senior sister to come pick her up.
âLetâs go.â
A familiar graceful figure appeared in front of Lin Muyu at some point, once again extending a hand to her.
Lin Muyu would be lying if she said she wasnât moved. She hadnât expected Su Wanqing to still be thinking of her, but remembering her unreliable masterâs words, she still refused:
âThank you, but Iâm sorry. Iâm waiting for my senior sister to pick me up.â
Unexpectedly, the cold expression of the girl in front of her suddenly became strange, and she said eerily:
âI am your senior sisterâŠâ
âWhat?! Youâre my senior sister???â