"Become your disciple? Didn't that kid Chu Di already become your disciple long ago?"

Although Chu Weizhi was an elder in charge of external affairs at the Gold and Silver Gate, he knew that he was not Meng Fan's confidant and usually only got close to the Sweeper Monk.

In his heart, Chu Di had already become the disciple of the Sweeper Monk and treated him as family.

"No, a formal apprenticeship ceremony, a formal apprenticeship ritual."

Chu Di, standing beside him, said somewhat hesitantly, "Master, do you want me to become a monk? Master, you are wise. I have just taken a concubine and I am afraid I have not yet seen through the illusions of the world. I will disappoint you."

Chu Weizhi then said, "Master, could you please allow him to leave one or two male members of our Chu family before he becomes a monk?"

The sweeping monk shook his head and said, "What I meant was to accept him as a lay disciple and hold a formal apprenticeship ceremony, but I didn't actually make him a monk."

The two breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and quickly agreed.

Several days later, the same thing happened in various places.

In the Dragon Yuan Empire's World Association, Xiong Ba personally descended the mountain to capture Murong Hao and bring him back up. He then performed the apprenticeship ceremony for the imperial envoy and personally began to supervise Murong Hao's training, showing his painstaking efforts.

Within the territory of a dynasty, a carriage travels on the official road. This carriage is so large that it occupies half of the road.

The driver was a woman, her cold and beautiful face expressionless, giving off an aura of unapproachability.

The carriage stopped at a pavilion, which was built against the mountain and was very bright and spacious.

The young woman, around sixteen years old, secured the carriage and respectfully approached it, saying softly, "Four seniors, let's rest here!"

A nightingale-like voice came from inside the carriage: "Alright, Mengzhu, go and fetch some spring water."

The woman outside must have flown away into the nearby forest in a few leaps.

At this moment, four women stepped down from the carriage one after another. Three of them wore veils, while the other was a teenage girl.

The pavilion was large, and several swordsmen were already sitting there. They were all attracted by these figures. Although they couldn't see their faces, these women had curvaceous figures and were quite attractive!

"Young Master Lin Feng, we have been wandering the martial world for a long time, and we have never encountered such a beautiful woman. We are truly blessed today!"

The young man speaking waved his folding fan, seemingly trying to attract the girls' attention.

To his disappointment, the four women didn't look in his direction at all, which made him feel quite awkward.

Upon seeing his appearance, the young man called Lin Feng immediately teased, "Brother Ouyang, you usually pride yourself on being a charming man, but this setback might ruin your reputation if word gets out."

Ouyang He awkwardly put away his folding fan and said with a wry smile, "Forget it, such a woman is like a fairy, how could I possibly dare to covet her?"

It turned out that the three women had already removed their veils, revealing their stunning beauty, which he then realized was beyond his control. He immediately understood that these women were not people he could afford to provoke.

These four women were, of course, Wu Xingyun, Li Qiushui, Dongfang Bai, and A Qing.

The four of them usually practiced their skills diligently, and when they had free time, they would take Aqing to travel the world, going wherever they pleased.

Along the way, they rescued a young girl, who was the driver. Her name was Zhou Mengzhu, originally from the Yun Sheng Dynasty. She was sent to the Qingyun Sect for cultivation, but for some unknown reason, she was imprisoned in a mountain cave.

After the Qingyun Sect was destroyed, the Qingyun Sect disciples who were guarding her learned of the news and prepared to kill her, but she was saved by four passing women. To repay their life-saving grace, she stayed by their side and did whatever she could to help them.

Before long, Zhou Mengzhu returned carrying a teapot filled with spring water.

"Senior, please use water."

Aqing took it, patted her shoulder with a grin, and said, "Sit down and have some tea. You must be tired from the journey."

Zhou Mengzhu quickly shook her head. Although the four seniors had eccentric temperaments and would blame her if she was not careful, she was most afraid of this senior, Aqing, who looked a few years younger than her.

Aqing is usually kind and gentle to her, but you never know when he might trick her. She remembered the last time she was bathing in the forest, Aqing stole all her clothes, leaving her in the water feeling like crying.

At night, he would crawl into her bed and touch her like a child, causing her great distress.

Most importantly, Aqing did the same thing not only to her, but also to the other three seniors, only to be scolded in return.

As for resisting? Don't be ridiculous. Not to mention that these four women saved her life, even strangers who have witnessed their martial arts would know to keep quiet. In Zhou Mengzhu's eyes, these four seniors' martial arts skills were so high that she thought they were immortals.

"Honestly, are you still angry about what happened last night? You're so petty. I just pinched you there, what's the big deal?"

Ignoring the increasingly reddened cheeks of Zhou Mengzhu, Aqing mischievously pinched them, making Zhou Mengzhu want to disappear into the ground even more.

Aqing spoke loudly and without any attempt to conceal her voice; the few people in the long pavilion could all hear her.

Wu Xingyun's expression remained unchanged, but he said with a stern face, "Alright, Aqing, you don't know when to speak. Mengzhu is still an unmarried girl. How will she get married in the future if you talk like this?"

Aqing said dismissively, "Get married? What's so good about men? Look at those men, their eyes are always wandering over you. They obviously have ulterior motives towards you."

Li Qiushui glanced at the group of people in the distance, a faint killing intent spreading out, causing them to break out in a cold sweat instantly, and even the originally hot weather made them shiver.

"Goodness, Brother Ouyang, we'd better leave quickly, these girls..."

"Stop talking and let's go."

The two men were indeed perceptive and knowledgeable; they knew that the women in front of them were not to be trifled with, so it was best for them to leave.

Just as the two stood up, shouts rang out in the distance, forcing them to stop.

"Lin Feng, the young master has spared your life, but you have betrayed the Lin family, so I cannot let you live."

Upon seeing the newcomer, Lin Feng gripped his sword tightly and raised his voice, "Master Cao, how have I betrayed the Lin family?"

The person being addressed was over forty years old, dressed in brocade robes, and also carrying a sharp sword. Upon hearing Lin Feng's question, he warily looked at Ouyang He beside Lin Feng.

"You are spying on your own brother and sister-in-law, violating human ethics. Everyone has the right to kill you. Why waste words!"

"If you want to find fault, you can always find a pretext. When I had my cultivation, Jiang Yushi and I were good friends. After my cultivation was destroyed, she hooked up with my older brother. You want to kill me just to avenge the sword wound from before, right? Even though my cultivation is destroyed now, try and see if you can take my life."

Cao Gongfeng looked at Ouyang He and said, "This is a matter for my Lin family. It would be best if Young Master Ouyang did not interfere."

Ouyang He turned to look at Lin Feng, and seeing him nod slightly, he said, "Alright, I won't interfere, but if you take advantage of your numbers, I won't allow it."

Cao Gongfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ouyang He was not concerned about the matter. He immediately ordered the people behind him to retreat. He wanted to kill Lin Feng with his own hands in order to wash away his shame!

Without further ado, he drew his longsword and thrust it forward. A flash of cold light appeared, but Lin Feng blocked it with the scabbard.

"You...you have internal energy?"

Lin Feng sneered, "Who said that once your internal energy is destroyed, you can't cultivate it back?"