Chapter 420

The atmosphere, which had been extremely quiet, suddenly became heated.

No one expected that the so-called female lead was such an exceptionally beautiful woman.

All previous defensiveness, hostility, and malice vanished, replaced by liking, admiration, and goodwill.

The girl opened her clear, bright eyes, which seemed to pluck at the heartstrings of everyone present.

The girl's somewhat wary gaze stung everyone's hearts. They desperately wanted her to see their true feelings so that she would be less distant and more dependent on them.

But the intense gazes of the crowd seemed to frighten the girl, who suddenly took a step back and appeared to turn around and run back into the barrier.

"666 Should I change the location for my mission?" Rong Rong was a little apprehensive.

666 hesitated for a long time, seemingly unable to make up her mind.

Seeing Rong Rong's thoughts, Taiwei quickly coughed heavily, "How about..."

But he only said two words when several voices rang out at the same time.

"I will take her as my disciple!"

"A promising talent! Come to my Cangxia Peak!"

"I, Qiyu Peak, would accept her as my disciple!"

......

The entire square suddenly resembled a vegetable market.

As soon as the major leaders finished speaking, they frowned, stared at each other, and the atmosphere became tense and fraught with tension.

The disciples snapped out of their daze, each staring in astonishment.

The last time the sect leader and the seven peak masters competed to take on disciples was four thousand years ago, when Senior Brother Qinglin came to the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.

Last time, although everyone expressed their desire to take Qinglin as their disciple, they were not as eager and excited as they are now.

Soon, the disciples realized what was happening. They secretly cheered for their master, hoping that the fairy would join their mountain and become their junior sister.

What? You're saying that Ancestor Mistflame developed a demonic attachment to a young girl? That's disrespectful of an elder!

You're saying Senior Brother Qinglin's Golden Core shattered while saving the girl? That was his own choice!

He didn't want to save them, but they did! They were willing to save them!

You're saying that Senior Brother Chenhe went missing because of her? Shouldn't the villain be blamed? How can you blame a young girl?

The disciples were secretly competing with each other, pushing and shoving each other, but the sect leader and peak masters didn't notice them because they were also competing.

"Mist Flame, didn't you say a long time ago that you wouldn't take on any more disciples? Well, your last disciple is right there over there!"

The peak master of Nanjiang Peak pointed at Jin Ling, his words full of sarcasm. He also glanced at Rong Rong from time to time, grinning, "Little girl, come to my sect, and I will take you as my last disciple!"

Of the seven peak masters of the Myriad Immortals Sect, the one with the lowest cultivation level is the Void Refining stage, there are three in the Body Integration stage, four in the Mahayana stage, and the one with the highest cultivation level is the Mist Flame Tribulation Transcending stage.

In the cultivation world, all cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage are respectfully called True Lords, while cultivators at the Mahayana and Tribulation Transcending stages are respectfully called Ancestors.

The peak master of Nanjiang Peak is a Mahayana stage ancestor. Although his strength is not as good as Wuyan's, he has always disliked Wuyan's deadpan attitude and would often stab Wuyan.

They even called him by his name in a very casual manner, as if they were not afraid of Wu Yan getting angry at all.

The peak master of Nanjiang Peak waited expectantly for Rong Rong's answer. He deliberately said that to make Rong Rong despise Wuyan.

However, Wu Yan spoke calmly, exuding an imposing aura, "I observe that this woman possesses an exceptional Yin Spirit Root, making her the most suitable disciple for me. Only I can teach her to master the Yin-Yang Profound Heaven Sword. Brother Nan, please do not delay her."

The peak master of Nanjiang Peak felt a lump in his throat, but couldn't say anything to refute it, because they all knew that only the cultivation techniques learned by Wu Yan, who had a top-grade Yang spiritual root, were most suitable for the young girl.

Not to mention the Yin-Yang Mysterious Heaven Sword, which requires two people with Yin-Yang spiritual roots to cultivate together.

Tai frowned slightly. Normally speaking, Wu Yan was indeed the most suitable person to be a young girl's master.

But isn't the situation special now?

Upon seeing the girl, he immediately understood why his future junior brother, Qinglin, and Chenhe had ended up in such a state.

Rather than saying that the girl harmed them, it's more accurate to say that they lacked strong willpower and were willing to do anything for her.

Was it the girl's fault? No, he believed that even if they knew the girl had ulterior motives in approaching them, they would still make the same choice and walk the same path.

No wonder my junior brothers lost their minds.

From this perspective, everything makes sense, but Taiwei is still worried about Wuyan and Qinglin, as it concerns the entire Wanxian Sect.

Therefore, Taiwei decided that it would be better for him to take the girl as his disciple, separate her from Wuyan and the others, and give her more magical treasures in the future to protect her from danger.

"I will take her as my disciple, and she will live with me in the Xuantian Palace from now on."

The Xuantian Hall is the core of the Wanxian Sect, located at the very top of the mountain where the entire sect resides. It is also the place where successive sect leaders and their disciples lived.

Taiwei wanted to sever the girl's connection with Xuanxiao Peak in this way, thereby changing everyone's fate.

However, plans never keep up with changes.

"I want to go to Xuanxiao Peak and become an apprentice of Ancestor Wuyan," Rong Rong stated directly.

She didn't pretend not to know Xuanxiao Peak or Wuyan.

At this moment, everyone in the Wanxian Sect must have realized from Jin Ling's inner thoughts that she was a strategist.

Then let's be open and honest about it.

She is definitely going to follow the person with great fortune.

The girl stood there calmly, her sweet voice softer and more melodious than the song of a bird.

Yes, she came with a purpose, but they didn't seem to dislike her.

"Senior brother, we should prioritize the other party's wishes." Wu Yan smiled, as if ice and snow were just beginning to melt.

The peak master of Nanjiang Peak wished he could smash Wu Yan's face, while the others were either jealous or envious.

Taiwei stared at Rongrong for a long time, his heart wavering.

Rong Rong's gaze was firm, and her clear eyes shone with an amazing and dazzling light. Finally, Taiwei sighed softly.

"good!"

Taiwei knew he was finished. What difference was there between him and Wuyan, whom Jinling had prophesied?

When facing the female lead, he also abandoned his principles and disregarded the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect.

Rong Rong looked at Wu Yan, whose smile had become warmer.

"See! See! I told you no one would be willing to hurt the host!" 666 exploded.

Rong Rong was puzzled, "What's going on with them? Didn't the female supporting character tell them I would kill them?"

In the eyes of the female supporting character, he is a jinx.

In the cultivation world, where luck and destiny are paramount, this is fatal!

However, it seems that the people of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect don't care at all now?

"Of course it's because I like the host, the host is too lovable." 666 nodded repeatedly, while Rong Rong was still skeptical.

She was afraid. What tricks did these people have up their sleeves? Would they use her? Or would they try to seize control of her?

Rong Rong remained vigilant. Wu Yan reached out his hand to Rong Rong, beckoning her over. Rong Rong hesitated before walking over.

Suddenly, a shrill female voice rang out, nearly shattering everyone's eardrums.

This is impossible!

It was still that familiar voice, only now it had changed from crisp to shrill.

Jin Ling screamed in her mind, so shocked and incredulous that she lost her composure and forgot that her thoughts could be heard by others.