"She even fainted..."
Looking at Han Qingxiu, who had fainted on the ground, Wu Er's face showed a hint of helplessness.
Han Qingxiu is in a terrible condition right now, experiencing chest tightness, shortness of breath, and intermittent shock... Judging from the symptoms, it should be a myocardial infarction.
Fortunately, everyone here is a cultivator, so heart attacks and the like are minor ailments.
Yes, they're all minor illnesses.
The unscrupulous master who caused his apprentice's downfall even said something.
"Young people these days have such low tolerance for stress, that won't work."
Wu Er used magic to move Han Qingxiu to the bed in the wooden house, and then began to think.
Consider the gradual reform of the sect's future, as well as the education of disciples.
Less than half an hour after accepting the apprentice, Wu Er began to regret it.
"How should I teach my apprentice...?"
It's obvious that our Master Wu has never taught any disciples... This involves a blind spot in his knowledge.
Wu Er scratched his head and said, "Why did we make that bet in the first place?"
Just as he was struggling with this decision, he heard a few knocks on the door.
"Is Senior Brother there? We've come to see our junior brother!"
Xiao Mingmu's voice came from outside the door, it seemed he had finished explaining things at the conference.
Upon hearing the sound, Wu Er stopped thinking, stood up from his chair, and then opened the door of the cabin.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the outside was surrounded by people.
Xiao Mingmu, Zhang Wu, Chen Ping, and Yan Zheng squeezed together at the doorway.
Wu Er glanced at his fellow disciples, then peeked out and looked to the side, saying, "Huh? Why isn't Ning Yan here?"
Xiao Mingmu shook his head and said, "Her? She's probably jealous of you, Senior Brother, for taking on a female disciple."
That makes sense. Given Wo Ningyan's personality, she's probably smashing things on that hilltop to vent her anger right now.
Xiao Mingmu leaned forward and looked into the wooden house, asking, "By the way, where is my eldest nephew? Call him out so we can have a good look at him."
Zhang Wu, who was standing nearby, also said, "That's right, I want to see this precious nephew of mine."
Chen Ping nodded in agreement and took out the prepared gift.
Yan Zheng then said to Wu Er, "Senior Brother, I'd like to take my junior nephew for a ride on my cloud boat later."
Several of his junior brothers wanted to see their junior brother, which put Wu Er in a difficult position.
The person is still unconscious inside, why call them out to check on them?
"Well..." Wu Er rubbed the corner of his clothes, "My apprentice fainted, probably because he was too excited just now."
Upon hearing this, the others all looked puzzled.
How could a perfectly healthy person, especially a cultivator, faint from excitement?
Of course, they knew nothing about their senior brother and nephew's affair, nor about the heart-stopping bet.
"Alright then, let's come another day."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mingmu knew he wouldn't be able to see Han Qingxiu, so he called his other junior brothers to leave.
Zhang Wu, Chen Ping, and Yan Zheng were all quite puzzled, but since their eldest and second senior brothers had spoken, they no longer wanted to see anyone.
Chen Ping also handed the prepared gift to Wu Er, saying, "This is a gift for my eldest nephew. Since I can't give it to him in person, I'll trouble my eldest brother to pass it on for me."
"Xiaoping, you should take it back." Wu Er pushed back the storage bag that Chen Ping handed over. "I'm just taking on an apprentice, so there's no need for gifts or anything like that. It would seem too formal."
Upon hearing this, Chen Ping withdrew the gift.
Seeing that everyone was a bit disappointed, Yan Zheng took the initiative to suggest, "By the way, I've come over in my cloud boat. Does anyone want to go for a ride with me, Senior Brother?"
These words silenced everyone.
After a brief silence, Zhang Wu formed a hand seal and chanted, "Junior brother, do not mention the cloud boat, or don't blame me for taking you in, Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!"
Faced with the fierce-looking Zhang Wu, Yan Zheng immediately covered his mouth.
Afterwards, the brothers teased each other for a while, and then happily dispersed.
After seeing off his fellow disciples, Wu Er returned to the cabin.
Inside the cabin, Han Qingxiu was still in bed, seemingly not yet recovered.
Wu Er glanced at the apprentice he had casually taken in, a slight smile appearing on his face.
The reason for the laughter is quite simple.
The reason was that Wu Er observed that Han Qingxiu had already woken up, but was still pretending to be unconscious.
"Cough...Alright, get up, you were just pretending to faint."
Wu Er sat back down in his chair and looked at Han Qingxiu with great interest.
As soon as she finished speaking, Han Qingxiu got out of bed.
Han Qingxiu didn't speak, but just stared at Wu Er, the surprise in her eyes still lingering.
Wu Er chuckled twice more and said, "So, did I keep my word?"
Han Qingxiu lowered her head and said, "Sect Leader... I..."
She was experiencing a mix of emotions, and her speech was stammering.
Wu Er tilted his head and said, "Don't call me sect leader anymore. You're my disciple now. Call me master."
"Master."
Upon hearing Wu Er's words, Han Qingxiu quickly changed her tune.
Hearing his apprentice call him "Master," Wu Er was pleased and asked, "How was it? Did you have a good day?"
Happy? It's practically magical!
Han Qingxiu calmed her heart and then replied respectfully, "Of course I'm happy."
"As long as you're happy," Wu Er replied with a smile.
After that sentence, the two fell silent.
Wu Er didn't know what to say anymore. It was his first time being a master, and he ran out of words after saying just two sentences.
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