[A crane? Is it powerful? Is it faster than Fan? And who is more powerful, the crane or Da Mei?] Fang Ruotang was in high spirits.
Gu Yanjin, who was on the other end of the line, was stumped by the question.
Cranes, so ordinary in the cultivation world, are expected to be stronger than dragons and more powerful than phoenixes, which is somewhat of a challenge for them.
"I'm on my way back now, wait for me! Save the prettiest one for me." Fang Ruotang said to herself, not expecting Gu Yanjin to reply at all.
Although Fan could ride, when she first met him, he was standing alone in front of her, so she didn't really want to ride on him unless absolutely necessary.
As for Da Mei, she is too young now and her body is not big. She is afraid that if she sits on Da Mei, she will crush Da Mei.
It's not that Da Mei can't carry Fang Ruotang while flying, but it's just not impressive enough. It would look like she's a huge thing pressing down on a phoenix, which is rather unsightly.
Since the two were of similar build, she felt that the best mount would be tall and imposing.
On the way back, Fang Ruotang was full of anticipation. In addition, she would chat with Gu Yanjin from time to time along the way, so the first person she saw after returning to the sect was Gu Yanjin.
"Brother Yan, we're back!" Fang Ruotang jumped happily from the spirit boat into Gu Yanjin's arms, grabbing his hand and looking back.
Fang Ruotang had only seen him on the spirit boat, and now she was deliberately putting on an act.
"My crane! Where is my crane? I thought I'd see my handsome crane mount when I got back, but there's nothing here!"
Gu Yanjin couldn't hide his smile. He held Fang Ruotang tighter, afraid that she would fall if she kept twisting and turning like that.
"I caught more than a dozen cranes, but I don't know how to choose them, and I don't know which one you like, so I've saved them all for you so you can choose first."
Fang Ruotang was overjoyed upon hearing this. She cupped Gu Yanjin's cheeks, rubbed them vigorously, and waved her hand excitedly, saying, "Let's go to Spirit Beast Peak."
Upon reaching the summit, Fang Ruotang saw a person surrounded by a flock of beautiful cranes and greeted her happily.
"Zheng Yu, you're here!"
Zheng Yu was nervous and apprehensive before she arrived.
The imperial advisor told her to raise spirit beasts, saying she had a talent for it, but she didn't dare to believe it completely, mainly because she didn't trust herself, until the flock of cranes arrived.
She and the crane arrived at the Spirit Beast Peak one after the other. The crane, which was originally very irritable, was a completely different person after seeing her. It was no longer irritable, but it liked to circle around her and even insisted that she dance with it.
Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down. As long as he wasn't a useless person, that was fine. Otherwise, she would feel ashamed and would have failed the Grand Preceptor's expectations of her.
"Your Excellency, Imperial Preceptor."
Zheng Yu pushed aside the crane in front of her, jogged forward, lifted her skirt, and bent her knees to kneel down.
Fang Ruotang slightly raised her hand, and a wisp of spiritual energy, like a gentle breeze, softly brushed over and supported Zheng Yu.
"This isn't the Great Yong Dynasty. You can't kneel here. Just call me Sect Master when you see me. You can kneel when you need to perform the formal apprenticeship ceremony."
"Really? One day I can become the Imperial Preceptor, no, the Sect Master's personal disciple?"
When she arrived at Sword Pavilion, some of the other disciples misunderstood her, thinking she was the sect leader's newly accepted personal disciple, and they all looked at her with envy.
She explained in a panic, afraid that others would misunderstand her, and most importantly, she didn't want the imperial advisor to think that she was deliberately trying to curry favor.
Unexpectedly, the Imperial Advisor has now taken the initiative to mention taking her as his disciple in the future.
Fang Ruotang paused for a moment, sensing Zheng Yu's presence, and realized that Zheng Yu had misunderstood the meaning of her words.
She couldn't explain herself now, so she decided to play along and asked, "Would you like to become my personal disciple? Being my disciple will be a little stressful, after all, I am the sect leader and so powerful, my disciples can't be too mediocre."
"No, it's alright! As long as you give me a chance, I will work hard. Grand Preceptor, I don't know anyone here except you. Can you take me as your disciple? I will do my best. I will do whatever you ask me to do and I will never let you down."
Fang Ruotang helped Zheng Yu because she could feel the aura that Zheng Yu was transmitting to her, which, in Xiao Jingzi's words, was the power of faith.
Therefore, she would definitely not give up on such a loyal believer if she could protect him. It's the same now; she'll take him in if she can, since it's just one more disciple.
"Alright, then you'll be my personal disciple from now on. When your senior brothers and sisters return later, you can go and acknowledge them yourself. Are you up for it?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zheng Yu nodded vigorously.
Her family runs a business, and she's actually quite generous.
But this place overturned her understanding of the past ten years, and in addition, her words and actions in front of Fang Ruotang seemed somewhat inappropriate.
"Okay, then you'll be my first..."
Fang Ruotang was a little embarrassed and hesitated, then quickly turned her head and asked the person next to her in a low voice.
"Which apprentice was it again?"
"Tao Su is your sixth disciple. Long Aotian, have you decided whether to accept him or not? If so, this one will do."
Fang Ruotang thought for a moment, "Let's accept it! Long Aotian has been behaving quite well lately, and he's been involved in all the sect's affairs. It seems he truly considers this place his home."
The Tianyi Sect is in dire need of rebuilding and lacks disciples with a strong sense of belonging.
"Yes, this is the eighth one."
"Alright, then you'll be my eighth disciple from now on! Little Eight."
After Fang Ruotang finished speaking, thinking about the embarrassment of her not being able to remember the order, she said directly, "From now on, there will be no more rankings, since they are all my disciples anyway."
She can't even remember the eighth one. What will happen when there are hundreds or thousands of them?
She planned to emulate the sage, take in three thousand disciples, and then, no matter what she did, she would be able to persuade people with reason.
While Fang Ruotang and Zheng Yu were talking, a flock of cranes surrounded them, and even Gu Yanjin and the other six couldn't get a spot next to Fang Ruotang.
Because the cranes will peck at them.
The six people couldn't directly deal with the crane, so the crane became more audacious and surrounded the two of them.
Seeing this, Fang Ruotang laughed and grabbed a crane by the neck, saying, "I'm missing a mount. Do you want to come with me?"
Beast Speakers are born with the ability to understand and even speak the language of monsters, allowing for seamless communication.
Fang Ruotang wasn't a beast speaker and wasn't that strong, but she could vaguely sense what the crane meant. After all, even Da Mei liked her, so why wouldn't the crane want to be with her?
"Master, she agreed." Zheng Yu smiled broadly, looking proud. "Master is really amazing. She picked the strongest one out of the flock of cranes in one go."
Fang Ruotang raised an eyebrow and looked over.
All the cranes looked pretty much the same; she didn't know how Zheng Yu could tell them apart.
She was able to pick the strongest one so accurately.
It's because her control over spiritual power is already superb.
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