The sect leader and several others subconsciously looked at Yuan Ji. The junior uncle finally came up with the idea of accepting a disciple, but the disciple he liked was unwilling to worship him as his master. Instead, he worshipped Wang Qinghu as his master. This was simply a slap in his face.
If an adult were standing here, he would never do such a thing, but isn't Xue Huan still a child?
Adults are always more tolerant towards children. They are hundreds or thousands of years old, so why would they bother with a child?
Yuan Ji glanced at Xue Huan, and disappeared in the blink of an eye just as he had come.
Wang Qinghu felt dizzy, as if a pie had fallen from the sky. Amidst the envious gazes of his fellow apprentices, he helped Xue Huan up. "Hehe, good, good. From now on, you are my disciple, Wang Qinghu. Don't worry, if you follow me, Master, you won't have anything else but spiritual food and fruits. You can have as much as you want."
Xue Huan's eyes lit up with surprise: "Really?"
Seeing her impatient look, Wang Qinghu scratched his head and said, "Of course. When I came out, there was a whole snow ginseng chicken stewing in the pot. I think it's cooked right now. Come on, I'll take you back to drink the soup."
Wang Qinghu said hello to the sect leader and others, then took Xue Huan out of the Yunxian Palace, summoned a pot-shaped flying magic weapon, took her on it, and flew into the sky.
As expected of a food cultivator, even his flying magic weapon is so unique.
Xue Huan lay on the edge of the pot and looked down. The mountains were green and the clouds were floating. Looking down from the sky, the entire Yunxian Sect was like a fairyland.
In order to let Xue Huan see more clearly, Wang Qinghu deliberately slowed down his speed and flew for a full quarter of an hour before reaching the Yuheng Peak which he was in charge of.
Compared with the other main peaks, Yuheng Peak appears particularly simple. The mountain is planted with various vegetables, fruit trees, grain crops, and many edible flowers.
Bees are flying among the flowers, busy collecting nectar.
Those bees are specially raised on Yuheng Peak to produce honey.
The spiritual honey from Yuheng Peak is unique.
As early as when he came out, Wang Qinghu sent a communication talisman to his disciples, telling them that he had accepted a new disciple, a girl.
Therefore, when the Flying Pot, the name Wang Qinghu gave to his flying magic weapon, landed, a group of tall and plump senior brothers and sisters gathered around, pulling Xue Huan to look at it curiously and asking her questions.
The attitude is very enthusiastic.
Because their Yuheng Peak hasn't had any new disciples for a long time.
Compared with the large groups of disciples in other peaks, the population of Yuheng Peak can be said to be dwindling, with less than twenty people in total.
What's more, the one who came this time was a cute and lovely little junior sister, who looked so adorable that people wanted to feed her.
So, a welcome meeting turned into——
"Junior sister, this is the preserved fruit I made. It's so sweet. Try it."
"Junior Sister, this is the flower cake I made. Isn't it cute? It's so small you can eat it in one bite. It even has syrup in it."
"Junior Sister, this is the jerky I made. It's not dry at all, and it's fragrant and spicy. You can eat it anytime you're hungry."
"Junior Sister..."
A group of senior brothers and sisters enthusiastically recommended the delicious food they made to Xue Huan.
Soon, Xue Huan's arms were filled.
Wang Qinghu stood aside with his hands behind his back, watching with a smile. Finally, he cleared his throat and said, "Alright, everyone, go away. Don't scare little Huanhuan."
The brothers and sisters then dispersed.
Wang Qinghu brought Xue Huan to his own cave - a cave built according to the mountainside, with three bedrooms, two living rooms, a kitchen, and a balcony. Looking out from the balcony, one can see flowing clouds and deep ravines, and the scenery is quite beautiful.
The cave is dry and clean, and the stone walls are polished to be extremely smooth, shiny and warm like jade. They are also inlaid with luminous stones to provide light at night.
Before reaching the kitchen, Xue Huan smelled an enticing aroma.
The fragrance came from the pot of chicken soup stewed by Wang Qinghu.
The moment Wang Qinghu opened the lid, a white mist like fairy air escaped, and the fragrance became stronger, filling the entire cave.
He quickly waved his hand to cast a barrier to prevent the fragrance from spreading outside and attracting the group of greedy bunnies.
It’s not that he, as a master, is protecting the food, but that this pot of chicken soup cannot be divided.
Wang Qinghu took a large bowl, filled it with chicken soup, and put chicken legs and wings in it. He brought it to the table and greeted Xue Huan.
"Come and eat! This snow ginseng chicken tastes much better than regular chicken. It's raised on snow ginseng. Do you know what snow ginseng is? It's a magical herb that grows very slowly. It might not even grow a little bit in a year. It takes at least fifty years for it to be as thick as the tip of my finger. Chickens fed on it have tender, fragrant meat, and are especially nutritious."
Xue Huan listened to his explanation and couldn't help but start eating.
"Be careful of the heat." Wang Qinghu reminded again.
"Yeah, Master, you drink too."
The master and the disciple sat at a small table in the kitchen, drinking chicken soup happily.
Outside the cave, a group of disciples shook their heads and sighed.
"Master is eating alone behind our backs again. We really don't have Master's love."
"Love will fade away. When I first came here, Master was so kind to me. He always gave me the delicious food."
"Haha, you talk as if everyone has come here this way."
"If it weren't for my junior sister, I would have rushed in to grab a bowl of chicken soup. It's so delicious!"
"Let's go, let's go back and get ready. Let's make a delicious meal tonight to welcome our little sister and welcome her to join our family of foodies."
"I'm planning to make a honey cake. It's sweet and soft. Junior Sister will definitely love it. Who's going to go collect honey with me?"
"If you want to go, go by yourself. I'm not going anyway. I got stung all over by those bees last time, and I still have scars in my head."
"Hahaha, who told you to mess with someone else's queen bee?"
"You still say that! It's all your fault..."
A group of disciples walked away, chatting and laughing.
For a moment, Yuheng Peak was filled with a simple and cheerful atmosphere.
On the other hand, Yuanji Zhenjun, who was rejected by Xue Huan as his disciple, was not very happy.
He didn't expect that he would be rejected when he offered to be a disciple.
The first step of "falling in love over time" was not taken.
Yuan Ji frowned and thought, how about changing his body and starting over?
He couldn't help but look at the people in Yuheng Peak, but after looking around, he couldn't find anyone who met the requirements.
Even if it was only one of his clones that came down, it would not be something that the people in the lower realm could withstand. Only a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage like Yuanji Zhenjun could barely withstand the infusion of his divine thoughts.
Otherwise, if his strength is not enough, once his clone moves in, the physical body will be blown up on the spot.
There are only a few people in this world who can withstand the infusion of his divine consciousness, and Yuanji Zhenjun has the best conditions among them.
The youngest one has the best description, and the rest are all old men. How could Xue Huan fall in love with them?
After thinking about it, Yuan Ji felt that his current body was the most suitable for Xue Huan to fall in love with him.
Although she didn't take herself as her master, there will always be opportunities for us to meet in the future. She can't just stay at Yuheng Peak and not come out, right?
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