Chapter 317
He opened his lips: "Immortal..." Venerable.
But as you utter a single word, your lips close again.
What right does he have to stop the Immortal Venerable from accepting a disciple? He's nothing but a good-for-nothing who has been saved from danger by the Immortal Venerable time and time again.
After giving Bai Yu enough time to realize his own shortcomings, Ling Wu turned her gaze away from Song Bai's face and looked back.
When they met a pair of tearful eyes, even those indifferent eyes paused for a moment.
Then Ling Wu asked, "Why are you crying?"
Bai Yu didn't react immediately, but her fingertips instinctively lifted when she felt the moisture in her eyes.
In that instant, time seemed to stretch out infinitely. The boy's eyes reddened, and a tear fell as if perfectly timed, right after the woman finished speaking.
If he were still handsome, he would be quite endearing, but unfortunately he is now dirty and terrifying, making his actions seem pretentious.
Bai Yu raised his hand to touch it, and the moist sensation fell into his palm.
When did he start crying? Why didn't he even know it himself?
Ling Wu's expression remained indifferent, but she frowned slightly when she saw him cry.
Seeing this, Bai Yu assumed Ling Wu was displeased, so he quickly wiped away his tears, his voice flustered and panicked: "Immortal Venerable, please don't be angry, disciple won't cry anymore, disciple didn't mean to cry, disciple just..."
The woman's tone remained calm, yet she seemed somewhat bewildered: "Just what?"
Bai Yu was so anxious he wanted to slap himself twice!
"But..." Bai Yu stammered, unable to find the words, and his head gradually lowered.
He just didn't want her to take anyone else as her apprentice, even if that person wasn't Song Bai, who had bullied him.
But what gives him the right?
Was it because the immortal venerable saved his life several times?
Bai Yu's antics not only stole Ling Wu's attention.
Furthermore, since it was the crucial moment when Ling Wu was accepting her first disciple, everyone in the hall was watching this scene closely to witness it.
Lingwu glanced back slightly, and a group of elders and immortals followed her.
The place where all eyes were focused also drew the attention of the disciples below.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, a little boy, his body filthy and covered in blood, appeared before them.
Seeing him like this, anyone who didn't know better would think he was being abused by the Immortal Venerable, but the way he looked at the Immortal Venerable didn't seem like it.
Then the only explanation is that he was saved by the Celestial Venerable.
Since he was saved by the Immortal Venerable, why did he shed tears instead of a smile when the Immortal Venerable accepted him as a disciple?
Does he think that by climbing up to the Immortal Venerable, he can treat the Immortal Venerable as his own?
Countless probing gazes have already turned hostile and displeased.
After wiping away his tears, Bai Yu revealed an ugly face covered in scars.
When Song Bai, kneeling in the center of the hall, saw Bai Yu's face, his expression froze, and his hands, which were hanging under his green robe, clenched tightly. He then acted as if he did not recognize Bai Yu.
His ears perked up, and if Bai Yu dared to say anything "out of line," he would immediately call out "Master."
It is possible that there is nothing to say about it.
That's true. What else can that good-for-nothing do besides stay silent when he gets beaten?
Song Bai slowly loosened his tightly clenched hand.
From a young age, he took the Immortal Venerable as his role model and only wanted to become the Immortal Venerable's disciple.
Now that his wish has finally come true, he can't let a good-for-nothing ruin him.
The others looked on with a mixture of curiosity and displeasure.
But he still pondered why the immortal had kept this little boy by his side.
Could it be that he has some kind of top-grade spiritual root?
In the silence of the room, Lingwu asked softly, "Do you also want to have your spiritual root tested?"
Bai Yu was stunned for a moment before realizing that the Immortal Venerable was not angry.
He breathed a sigh of relief and dared not refuse. But if he nodded in agreement, would the Immortal Venerable abandon him after learning that he was a good-for-nothing?
No, the Immortal Venerable would never do that.
The Immortal Venerable never mentioned spiritual roots to him, which means that the Immortal Venerable did not care about spiritual roots.
Otherwise, why would the Immortal Venerable refuse that mutated fire spirit root?
"Yes! This disciple also wants to test my spiritual root!" He nodded decisively.
Ling Wu's expression remained unchanged. Under everyone's gaze, she nodded and said, "You're crying because you're scared? Then I'll take you there."
Upon hearing this, Lu Li, sitting at the head of the table, looked at Ling Wu. After his ears started to burn again, he hurriedly turned his gaze to Bai Yu.
Soon, his whole body felt a bit cold.
A single glance from a high-ranking immortal could set Bai Yu on high alert, but he dared not cower behind the immortal, so he straightened his back, suppressed his fear, and nodded: "Thank you, immortal."
Song Bai, who was still kneeling in the center of the hall, silently pursed his lips. He was no longer the arrogant and noble man he usually was. He was handsome and obedient in front of Ling Wu, but now he looked rather pitiful.
He witnessed his master stand up and stand in front of that good-for-nothing, shielding him from the intense, probing gazes of the crowd.
Inevitably, a hint of disappointment appeared on Song Bai's well-behaved face.
But Bai Yu was so moved that his nose tingled. Ever since he suffered setbacks, the only one who had stayed by his side and given him endless hope was the Immortal Venerable.
Thinking of this, he quickly suppressed his bitterness and kept encouraging himself: He must not be afraid at this moment, otherwise he would lose face for the Immortal Venerable.
Ling Wu paused for a moment as she passed Song Bai, looking down at him.
The young man, dressed in a light blue robe, was handsome and refined. When he looked up, his phoenix eyes were filled with dazzling stars. His dark hair, which was tied up with a jade hair ornament, slipped down, making him look even more pitiful.
She knew that Song Bai was not the type to swallow his anger.
Lingwu took this to heart.
The next moment, the well-behaved boy in front of her revealed a shy smile, a pair of dimples appeared on his fair cheeks, and his little tiger teeth were faintly visible, revealing the boy's childishness.
"Master," he called out obediently.
The outer sect elder stumbled and nearly fell.
This brat caused a ruckus in the outer sect, nearly pulling out his beard several times, but now, in front of the Half-Moon Immortal Venerable, he's like a rabbit.
It's true... comparing yourself to others is just awful!
Lingwu nodded as instructed and then extended her hand to him.
The kneeling boy showed no fear; instead, he readily accepted the gesture, his smile both shy and endearing.
"Thank you, Master!"
The word "Master" has pierced the ears of countless people.
Song Bai finished everything smoothly before standing behind Ling Wu, while giving Bai Yu a warning look.
Seeing that Bai Yu remained silent, Song Bai boldly suggested, "Master, the path of cultivation doesn't always have a guide. Why not let this disciple test himself?"
He couldn't stop his master from testing that good-for-nothing's spiritual roots, but he didn't want his master to be ridiculed because of that good-for-nothing's five spiritual roots, so he had no choice but to do so.
He wouldn't even trouble his master to get up, yet this good-for-nothing dared to let his master personally lead him!
What a huge, ugly face!
After he finished speaking, he looked at Bai Yu and asked, "What do you think?"
Bai Yu met his gaze and immediately understood his meaning.
The boy's lowered eyes were dim, but under Ling Wu's expectant gaze, he still nodded in agreement:
"Immortal Master, this disciple believes I can do it."
Ji Lingwu couldn't understand the intricacies of human relationships.
Although Ling Wu knew this, she still nodded in front of all her fellow disciples, "That's good, this matter will also be helpful for your future cultivation."
Bai Yu chewed on the word "assistance," and, not forgetting to imitate Song Bai's manner, revealed a well-behaved smile.
But with such excellent examples before him, his attempt to imitate a tiger ended up looking like a dog, causing everyone to turn their heads away with strange expressions.
Then, as if uncomfortable, their gazes fell on Ling Wu's face again, but they quickly looked away again because they were so amazed and flustered.
They almost forgot her unparalleled beauty because of the immortal's power.
Each person had their own thoughts; some blushed and remained silent, while others harbored envy and sadness for Song Baibai, yet they always managed to find common ground.
Then, he gazed at Bai Yu once more.
A dirty little hand with ugly scars landed on the testing stone, but after waiting for a long time, the testing stone did not move.
The increasingly impatient disciples began to whisper among themselves:
"No way? He doesn't even have a spiritual root?"
"Then what makes him qualified to follow the Immortal Venerable? Could it really be like what the others said, that the Immortal Venerable accepted the first person who asked to become his disciple?"
"Don't talk nonsense! Didn't you hear him call him Immortal Venerable instead of Master? He's probably just a spirit servant by the Immortal Venerable's side."
"But spirit servants also vary in whose spirit servants they belong to! The spirit servants of a disciple with three spiritual roots and the spirit servants of the Half-Moon Immortal Venerable are worlds apart and can never be equaled!"
"Yeah, yeah! So what makes him so special?"
Amid the murmurs, Bai Yu slowly lowered his head.
The light in their eyes, which had been hoping for a miracle, was completely extinguished.
Just when he was feeling discouraged, the test stone lit up!
The light in his white eyes slowly rekindled, and he prayed silently in his heart:
We cannot disgrace the Immortal Venerable! We absolutely cannot disgrace the Immortal Venerable!
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