Chapter 185 Doubts
Having only one disciple is good, like Xuan Du; that's what a comfortable life is like.
“Even disciples are not all the same. With their backgrounds, they are worthy of being my disciples.” Tongtian said to Chang Hao after his endless nagging.
"Why don't you turn around and see what your second brother's face looks like?" Chang Hao pointed to Yuan Shi's position with the end of his fan.
When Yuan Shi heard that Chang Hao had brought back three 'golden spirits' and said he wanted to keep them by his side, his face turned extremely sour.
Tongtian turned around and was immediately taken aback, having never seen his second brother with such a terrible complexion.
"Second Brother," Tongtian moved closer, still wanting to try again, "one Golden Spirit and four Golden Spirits aren't that different. Didn't you also take in a dragon yourself?"
After weighing the options, Yuanshi decided without hesitation whether Tongtian should take him as a disciple or Changhao should adopt him. "Alright, you can take him as a disciple."
Anyway, it doesn't matter if there are one, two, or three more. At least these few are indeed extraordinary, which is better than Tongtian randomly collecting some shady characters that he can't see.
“Look at his background, he’s not much different from Kong Xuan…” Tongtian was still trying to persuade him when he suddenly realized, “Second Brother, you agreed?”
Yuanshi nodded coldly in agreement, but Chang Hao quickly scooped up Xiao Shi. "They can become disciples, but this one can't." He didn't want to call Tongtian his master in the future.
Two is fine, Tongtian should know when to stop and not be too greedy.
Chang Hao held Xiao Shi in his arms and saw Tongtian using his spiritual energy to groom the three little dumplings' fur. A thought struck him: it seems that Tongtian is a good master after all. It's not bad that his brothers can have a sage as their master, giving them an extra support in the future.
Yuanshi's gaze followed Chang Hao. He saw Chang Hao conjure a jade comb and meticulously comb the ball of fur that resembled a golden crow. He wanted to dislike the ball of fur, but when he saw the ball of fur's bean-like eyes giving him an incomprehensible look, he couldn't bring himself to say he disliked it.
“Come on, help me comb the fur,” Chang Hao said, shoving the jade comb into Yuan Shi’s hand without a word. “If any fur falls out, collect it. I also want a new fan.”
Yuanshi immediately straightened his attitude, his expression serious and earnest, and meticulously combed his hair.
Huanglong, standing quietly beside the couch, looked surprised. The opinions of others about Yuanshi Tianzun replayed in his mind. He hated the monsters who were born from eggs and had fur and horns... He didn't seem like it.
"My Lord, I feel that Yuanshi wants to comb all my fur off..." Xiao Shi felt a chill all over his body.
"Give him something to do, so he doesn't notice anything amiss. Who knows how long Yaochi can keep this a secret?" Chang Hao poured out a pill. "Here, open your mouth..."
Yuanshi smiled knowingly as he smelled the familiar scent of phoenix blood essence in the elixir. "I have more. Do you want some?"
It seems that Chang Hao really wants the golden fan back.
"Yes, give it to me." If you don't give it to Xiao Shi, you can give it to his brothers. Phoenix essence blood contains rich Phoenix True Fire, which is a great tonic for Golden Crow.
Yuanshi turned his gaze to the three fluffy balls beside Tongtian. Sometimes having more fluffy balls is a good thing...
“Huanglong…” Yuanshi looked at Huanglong, thinking that his disciples would serve him if needed.
"Master, your disciple is here." Huanglong withdrew his surprised gaze and looked intently at Yuanshi. If it weren't for the fact that Huanglong was a golden dragon, one would have thought he was a dog.
"While looking after your junior brothers and sisters, remember to collect their fallen fur, as I need to refine a feather fan." Yuan Shi had no way of keeping these furballs trapped in the back hall.
"Yes, Master." Huang Long thought to himself, something was off about his master.
How come Master automatically took on the task after His Highness only mentioned needing a feather fan? Did Master tacitly agree that this job was his?
With suspicions arose, Huanglong secretly observed: when the Venerable One spoke, the Master listened attentively; when the Venerable One put down the glass cup, the Master personally refilled it…
The master unconsciously leaned towards the Venerable One. The distance was too close. Looking at the Venerable One, the smile on his lips and between his brows was undisguised. His eyes were as tender as water, as if they held a sky full of stars. The whole person felt as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.
The dragon race consists of all sorts of people, and Huanglong, having been exposed to this from a young age, can be said to be the dragon who knows the most about this matter among all those present.
Huanglong was savoring the moment alone when, one day, he overheard his master and the Venerable One chatting casually. He noticed his master's hand was restless, occasionally reaching out to grab the Venerable One's waist, only to be slapped away by the Venerable One...
Huanglong suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if struck by lightning: Master, what is this...?
With the tortoise spirit atop his head and four fluffy balls in his hands, Huang Long quietly retreated. Regardless of whether it was true or not, as long as his master didn't reveal it, he would pretend he knew nothing about it.
Hmm, Huang Long paused to think. If he could provide even the slightest help to his master, his master would definitely look at him with new eyes, and becoming his master's most favored disciple would be no problem at all.
Yuanshi glanced at Huanglong. His second disciple was very perceptive and quick-witted than Guangchengzi. If it were Guangchengzi, he would have just come to pay his respects like a block of wood and then wouldn't have been able to get rid of him.
"Huang Long..." Chang Hao wanted to call out to Huang Long, but Yuan Shi pulled Chang Hao and continued walking towards the plum grove. With a stretch of his long sleeve, he climbed onto Chang Hao's lean waist. "Huang Long is very sensible. He has already gone far away. Don't call him anymore. He won't come."
Chang Hao glanced at Yuan Shi with a disgruntled look. "You have such a thick skin. Huang Long knows a lot about these things. He must have guessed it. I wonder how you, as the master, can save face now."
Thinking of the people the Dragon King had been trying to force upon him, Chang Hao suddenly realized he had made a mistake. No, he had to shut Huanglong up, and more importantly, prevent the Dragon Clan's extravagant lifestyle from reaching Yuanshi.
Even the ignorant Primordial was so hard to handle, let alone the Primordial who understood everything...
Chang Hao shuddered. Seal it up, it must be sealed off.
“I’m not afraid. You’re the one who’s always been shy. I’m just being considerate of your feelings. Actually, I wish I could announce it to the whole world so I could feel at ease.” Yuanshi sighed, but Chang Hao just couldn’t let go.
My older brother knows that Chang Hao still refuses to set foot in Kunlun. What if everyone finds out...?
Yuan Shi sighed, realizing he still couldn't push Chang Hao too far.
"That's enough, you're getting more and more ridiculous." Chang Hao was indeed shy and couldn't let his guard down. "I just asked you to lend me the Haotian Mirror, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Not only did she use this as an excuse to drag him to visit Meilin, but she also touched him inappropriately, and even after telling him that Huanglong was coming, she still wouldn't stop.
“Not enough, never enough for you,” Yuanshi suddenly looked around. “I’ve looked, there’s no one in Merlin.”
"What do you want to do?" Chang Hao thought to himself, "Isn't hugging and cuddling enough?"
“I’ve thought it over. I’m taking a risk by lending you the Haotian Mirror. If you don’t return it, it will be very troublesome for me to track you down in the future.” Yuanshi said, glancing at Chang Hao’s expression.
"Am I such a person who breaks his word?" Chang Hao felt guilty, and his bravado masked his inner weakness.
He was temporarily planning to borrow without repaying, at least until the matter of the witch was resolved. He intended to seal the Haotian Mirror and suppress it in the Black Lotus of Annihilation to prevent his whereabouts from being constantly controlled by Yuanshi.
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