Yan Feichen remained silent for a long time.

An eerie silence fell over the scene.

Lin Zhenzhen deliberately pressed, "What's wrong? Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Yan Feichen's body was as stiff as a statue. His heart ached, his throat was dry, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

After a long pause, he finally managed to utter, "Does Master intend to take him as a disciple?"

Lin Zhenzhen didn't answer his question, but instead asked, "You care about this a lot?"

The wind howled, as if the wild beast within Yan Feichen's heart was roaring wildly.

Yan Feichen's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse: "I do care a little."

Lin Zhenzhen chuckled: "What's wrong with me taking on a few more disciples? Then you'll be the senior brother, how prestigious would that be?"

"Besides, look at the peak masters of other peaks, each of them has several generals under their command. Unlike our Tianfeng Peak, which has so few people."

Yan Feichen's eyes were filled with loneliness.

But he didn't want anyone else to take her attention away.

He wanted to be the only one.

The only disciple, the only partner, the only family...

Regardless of their status or position, they all wanted to completely possess the person in front of them.

He wanted her to only see him.

A hidden, dark emotion buried deep in my heart suddenly surged up.

Yan Feichen exhaled a breath of stale air, and a dark current surged beneath his dark eyes.

He lowered his eyes, concealing all his sharpness and ferocity, and said softly.

"If I cultivate diligently and become stronger than everyone else, and can protect Tianfeng Peak by myself, will Master then refuse to accept anyone else as a disciple?"

"Ha, you little brat, you're quite domineering." Lin Zhenzhen shook her head, looking quite like a little tiger baring its teeth and claws from behind.

"Then I'll see how you perform first."

Yan Feichen clenched his fist: "Disciple will certainly live up to Master's expectations!"

With Lin Zhenzhen speeding up their pace, the two quickly arrived at the main hall of the peak.

From the moment he entered the palace, Yan Feichen keenly felt a gaze sweeping over him.

With a scrutinizing gaze, suspicion, and a hint of hostility.

Yan Feichen frowned slightly and turned his gaze to the people in the main hall.

"You must be Master Lin's disciple, right?" the man said with a smile.

Yan Feichen immediately realized that this was the voice he had just heard in the transmission talisman.

He is fifteen or sixteen years old, has excellent aptitude, and is suitable for cultivation.

Yan Feichen's eyes darkened. He raised his head, his chin tense, and a defensive expression appeared on his face.

"Don't be nervous. I didn't ask you to come here for any other reason. I just wanted to ask you about some things in the secret realm."

"A secret realm?" Yan Feichen's eyes widened slightly.

He turned his head to look at Lin Zhenzhen beside him, and only after seeing the sly smile in her eyes did he realize that he had been tricked.

"We haven't introduced ourselves yet. Hello, my name is Danling, and this is Baitong. We are both disciples of Master Lianhua, and we've come here to investigate the demons that have appeared in the secret realm."

Yan Feichen glanced at Bai Tongtong indifferently, his expression unchanged.

On the contrary, the moment she saw Yan Feichen, her pupils dilated slightly, and a faint blush appeared on her face.

Hey! Lin Zhenzhen perked up.

This female lead is quite interesting.

Yan Feichen nodded: "Ask me anything you want to know."

Danling was stunned. Most people's attitudes would change more or less after hearing the name of True Person Lianhua.

It's rare to see someone as humble yet assertive as this young man.

He asked Yan Feichen a few questions, which were all pretty much what Lin Zhenzhen had imagined.

Yan Feichen's answer was also watertight, insisting that he had fallen into hallucinations due to the toxins in the blood of the demon beast, and that he could not remember many things.

"I see." Danling was a little disappointed. He walked to Bai Tongtong's side, and the two whispered something to each other.

Lin Zhenzhen stood far away.

She lowered her eyes, seemingly lost in thought, but in reality, she secretly gathered her inner energy in her ears, trying hard to listen to the corner of the wall.

"I think we should take that thing back and let the real person see it."

"Oh dear, we've finally managed to come down to the mortal realm. Didn't the True Immortal leave a wisp of his divine consciousness on you? Why don't you ask him first?"

"All right......"

Danling gently stroked the pendant around her neck, a faint green light flashing across it.

Just as Lin Zhenzhen was about to take a closer look, everything suddenly went black. Yan Feichen leaned to the side, his broad chest completely blocking her view.

"What is Master looking at?"

What do you think?

Is it really that good-looking?

Lin Zhenzhen looked up and saw the deep sorrow in his eyes.

She covered her nose, forcing back a laugh, and said, "What's this weird smell? It's so sour!"

"Master..." Yan Feichen pouted, "Why do you like teasing me so much?"

When did I tease you?

"You just lied to me and said you were going to take on a disciple, but he clearly isn't..." Yan Feichen didn't finish his sentence.

What frustrated him even more was that his emotions were being controlled by the person in front of him.

But she was completely oblivious and continued to tease him as if he were a child.

Even though it's already so obvious, why is his master still completely oblivious to his feelings?

He used to ask her so often if she would like to become his Daoist partner.

Why haven't you mentioned it lately?

Has he changed his mind? Or has he fallen for someone else?

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