Seven years after the passing of the sect's founder, the sect once again welcomed the day to recruit disciples. This year's batch of disciples all had excellent aptitudes, and the sect leader, Zhiwei, was very satisfied with them.
But now, seeing a seven-year-old girl lingering in his room, he felt a little conflicted. He continued telling the girl the story, and finally told her the ending: "The dragon that had been causing havoc on the world was killed by my master."
“The dragon is powerful, but the ancestor is even more powerful.” She sat on the stool, swinging her legs, and asked curiously, “I’ve heard that demons have the ability to transform. If a dragon disguises itself as a human, how can you see through it?”
"Dragons belong to the water element, and their skin will reveal its weakness once it touches water." Placing a plate of pastries in front of the girl, Zhiwei asked kindly, "Aren't you going back yet?"
"I'm not going back." The girl in red shook her head. Everyone in the Immortal Sect wore white uniforms, but she was the only exception who could wear the clothes she liked.
Although she said she wouldn't go back, she readily accepted the plate of pastries.
Zhiwei then laughed and asked, "What's wrong? Did Fengguang and Senior Brother have a fight?"
“It wasn’t an argument, Master, you don’t understand.” The girl named Fengguang sighed deeply, her brows furrowed, and said, “I think Senior Brother is acting strangely.”
"What's strange about it?"
“The way my senior brother looks at me is always so strange, like… like when I see something delicious. I always think he’s going to eat me.” She continued, “But my senior brother doesn’t seem like the kind of evil person who cultivates by eating people. Oh, and I always feel like my senior brother doesn’t like me. Master, please don’t let me follow my senior brother. Since I’m your disciple, you should teach me yourself.”
This year's disciple-acceptance ceremony saw Zhiwei, who hadn't accepted a disciple for over a hundred years, suddenly accept a female disciple for the first time ever. Moreover, this little girl didn't have any outstanding talent. It's said that she wasn't happy to come to this immortal sect to cultivate because in the year she was born, a Taoist priest suddenly appeared, divined her fate, and told her parents that if they didn't send her to the immortal sect to cultivate when she turned seven, she would surely encounter a great calamity.
Her parents weren't superstitious, but they considered themselves a reputable and righteous sect in the immortal world, so sending Feng Guang up there wasn't anything wrong with it. Thus, Feng Guang was sent to the immortal sect, and without any special talents, she became Zhi Wei's disciple, and Zhi Wei's only female disciple. Compared to the other new disciples who came to seek the Dao at the same time as her, her status was thus elevated by a generation.
Zhiwei squinted her eyes and smiled kindly, "I'm old and can't teach Fengguang anymore. Fengguang is one thing, but why do you think your senior brother doesn't like you?"
"He always kept a very close eye on me, not allowing me to go out and play freely, nor allowing me to play with other senior brothers. My second senior brother bought me candied hawthorns, but he threw them away. My third senior brother said he would take me to explore the Creation Forest, but he chased my third senior brother away. My fourth senior brother took me down the mountain to play, and we had just settled into an inn when he demolished it. And then there was my fifth senior brother..."
"Alright, alright," Zhiwei interrupted her rambling. "I know everything you've said. He threw away your candied hawthorn because you had a toothache. He chased away your third senior brother because the Creation Forest is full of dangers. As for the inn he demolished, it was a shady business. Your eldest senior brother has gone to so much trouble for you, so how can you say he hates you?"
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