"Murong Xue? I can't remember her suddenly. Who is she? Are we very familiar?"
Lu Chen shrugged nonchalantly, then turned and entered the palace, not taking the matter to heart.
Yiyi, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed, and suddenly felt like laughing.
My master is really heartless.
Not long ago, he was flirting with Murong Xue, but now he doesn't remember? Isn't that a bit shameless?
Of course, Yiyi was happy to do so.
Shi Song, however, was at a loss for what to do and asked, "Should this disciple tell her what my grandmaster said?"
"casual!"
Lu Chen truly didn't care.
Murong Xue?
There seems to be such a person, but it's no longer important now.
But just then...
"Grandmaster Uncle is indeed a forgetful person!"
Suddenly a voice reached everyone's ears.
Lu Chen turned around and saw a stunningly beautiful figure in flowing white robes appear before him.
It was Murong Xue.
"Oh, little grand-disciple, what brings you here?"
A smile instantly appeared on Lu Chen's face, making him seem very enthusiastic.
Yi Yi and Shi Song were both dumbfounded.
Murong Xue was stunned for a long time, unsure whether to be angry or laugh, her feelings were extremely complicated.
That one word, "little grand-disciple," made her instantly break down.
Not long ago, this genius who had suddenly appeared in front of her was still politely calling her "senior sister," but now, he had become the grandmaster uncle of the Sword generation of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
This dramatic shift in identity is extremely unsettling.
However, that's the rule.
Murong Xue had no choice but to respectfully address him as her grandmaster, even though she was extremely unwilling.
"Disciple pays respects to Grandmaster Uncle!"
Murong Xue gritted her teeth, suppressing her discomfort, and uttered the name.
Lu Chen nodded smugly and said, "My little grand-disciple came to see me. What's the matter?"
Murong Xue cracked once again.
She came here hoping to receive Lu Chen's guidance once again. She had been stuck at this level for far too long. If she could take another step forward, she could leave the Seven Star Hall and enter the Heavenly Sword Hall.
When she saw with her own eyes how Yiyi, who followed Lu Chen, grew from her defeated opponent to her current strength, she felt an indescribable envy.
But she didn't know how Yiyi and Lu Chen cultivated.
Otherwise, she might not come.
Lu Chen didn't have any other thoughts about her. At this point, it was too low-level for Murong Xue to be used as a tool. Farming some low-level rewards wouldn't be of much use to Lu Chen.
However, we welcome all comers.
"Young grand-disciple, feel free to speak your mind. In a little while, I reckon there will be other people coming to me for advice, like the head of the Jade Sword Hall or something. You won't even be in the running then!"
Lu Chen spoke with such nonchalance.
But to Murong Xue, it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
"What? Even the head of the Jade Sword Hall wants to come here to ask him for guidance? How is that possible?"
Murong Xue's face was filled with shock. She suddenly remembered the sect competition ten days ago. At that time, Lu Chen shone brightly in the sect competition, overshadowing everyone else.
He was even taken in as a closed-door disciple by the ancestor.
The light was simply too dazzling.
Now he even addresses Jian Xue, the head of the Jade Sword Hall, as an equal.
And he himself became the little grand-disciple in his eyes.
"This disciple has come seeking guidance from my grandmaster uncle. I have been stuck at this realm for many years and have been unable to break through. I wonder if my grandmaster uncle could teach me?"
Murong Xue's attitude was extremely sincere.
It even carried a hint of humility.
Upon hearing this, Lu Chen's expression immediately became extremely serious, and he said righteously, "What are you saying, Senior Sister? As your grandmaster uncle and an elder of our sect, isn't it only natural for me to teach my disciples cultivation?"
Upon hearing this, a hint of joy appeared on Murong Xue's face.
It seems that although Lu Chen's status has become higher, he hasn't changed; he's still that kind-hearted young man.
"Thank you very much, Grandmaster Uncle!"
Murong Xue quickly bowed and expressed her gratitude.
However.
"But I'm really tired right now. I haven't been sleeping well for the past few days. I always feel cold and lonely sleeping alone. I wonder if you could help me warm up my bed. I'm the kind of person who can't have any energy all day if I don't sleep well!"
Lu Chen yawned, looking listless.
Upon hearing this, Shi Song, who was standing nearby, almost dropped his jaw.
"This...is too shameless!"
Shi Song couldn't help but want to curse.
Don't you have any idea why you didn't sleep well? Besides, you've cultivated to this level, a little meditation can replace sleep, okay?
That's so shameless.
However, he would never dare to say such a thing.
Yi Yi, standing beside her, felt a pang of jealousy. Her master, it seemed, still harbored designs on the beautiful senior sisters within the sect.
However, Yiyi did not stop her.
As a maid, one must be prepared for the role.
She was very self-aware, knowing that she was the first to benefit from it, and of course understood that being able to cultivate with her master was an incredible opportunity, a blessing that Murong Xue had accumulated over several lifetimes.
but.
Upon hearing this, Murong Xue was furious.
"Grandmaster Uncle, how could you be so shameless? You even flirt with your own sect's little grand-disciple? You're simply... you're not even human!"
Murong Xue immediately rebuked him.
Lu Chen shrugged and said, "If you don't want to, fine. I'm not forcing you. Why are you swearing? You think you're so high and mighty? Well then... goodbye!"
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