Chapter 2: On the high platform of apprenticeship, Beitang Feng frowned...
On the high platform, Beitang Feng's brows furrowed into a frown. "Li Yuan, your parents passed away early. As your uncle, I usually pity you for losing both parents at a young age and can't bear to be too strict with you. I never thought you would develop such a lawless temper! If you insist on becoming a disciple of Chengyan Jun today, don't blame me for enforcing the family rules!"
The family traditions of the immortal families are strict, and using family rules is almost equivalent to completely destroying the person.
Luo Yinzhu advised gently, "Master Bei, it's normal for children to have some temper. It's not necessary to use family rules. Let me explain the severity of the situation to him, and he will naturally change his mind."
Beitang Feng took a step back in anger. Luo Yinzhu said earnestly, "Little fellow, choosing the right master is extremely important in the path of cultivation. I see that you have good talent. If you take me as your master, you might be able to ascend to the immortal realm in the future. However, Chengyan Jun is limited by his physical condition and cannot establish a foundation. If you take him as your master, your immortal path will probably not be smooth. Think carefully about it. Do you still want to take Chengyan Jun as your master?"
Bei Liyuan silently clenched his fists and repeated, "Yes, I want to take Cheng Yanjun as my master."
"You!" Beitang Feng raised his hand and slapped Beiliyuan, but stopped mid-swing. His hand, resting in the air, trembled slightly with anger. "Let me ask you one more question, Beiliyuan, do you really want to become a disciple of Chengyan Jun?!"
Bei Liyuan was silent.
Beitang Feng withdrew his hands, clenched his fists, and turned his back, sighing helplessly: "Forget it! If that's the case, then it's up to you! Just don't regret it and blame me in the future."
"Won't."
Luo Yinzhu's eyes flashed with regret. When he first saw Bei Liyuan, he was filled with joy. Of all the people who came to become his disciples, only this one had considerable talent. He had never expected that the other party would actually become a disciple of Cheng Yanjun. Although he admired talent, he would not force anyone to become his disciple. However, he could not help but advise him again: "Little fellow..."
Bei Liyuan interrupted: "If the Sect Master doesn't want to, then I will return to the Bei Family."
Beitang Feng looked at Luo Yinzhu and said, "Sect Master Luo, since this child is so determined, I can't do anything about it. If that doesn't work, I will take him back to the Bei Family."
Luo Yinzhu sighed, wondering how such a good seedling could be so willful. Never mind, he would keep him in the sect first and teach him well in the future. When he has figured it out, he could be brought back from Chengyan Jun.
After making up his mind, he looked at Cheng Yanjun. Seeing that Cheng Yanjun had fallen asleep, he couldn't help but frown and deliberately raised his voice: "Elder Li! What do you think of this young man? Are you willing to accept him as your disciple?"
Cheng Yanjun was frightened by Luo Yinzhu and rubbed his eyes lazily. Just as he was about to refuse, he caught a glimpse of Bei Liyuan's good looks. A hint of lust flashed across his eyes and he licked his lips: "Yes, yes."
Everyone whispered:
"Eh~ Is Bei Liyuan blind? Look at that lecherous look on Cheng Yanjun's face. He clearly has ill intentions. What good will it do to fall into his hands? Besides, what good can you do by following a good-for-nothing like that?"
"It's really disgusting! This Chengyan Jun is obviously born with a good appearance, but why does he have such a vulgar temperament?"
"Alas! Thinking of how elegant and dignified Beitang Jing was back then, if he knew his only son was so ungrateful and undisciplined, and insisted on jumping into the fire, he would probably die of anger."
Luo Yinzhu frowned slightly and coughed twice to remind him. Only then did Cheng Yanjun calm down a little, but his eyes were still fixed on Bei Liyuan. What a beautiful color. He would bloom in a few years...
Just as I thought of this, someone in the audience suddenly shouted, "No."
Immediately afterwards, a man in a purple robe hurried up the platform, looked at Beitang Feng, and angrily said, "Brother, how could you agree to let Li Yuan become a disciple of Lord Chengyan! If Second Brother knew about this, how could he feel at ease?"
Beitang Feng's eyes flashed with displeasure. Why did this loser suddenly come to cause trouble? He said coldly: "Third brother, what occasion are you in? You can't do such nonsense!"
Beitang Jin bowed respectfully to Cheng Yanjun and Luo Yinzhu, "I apologize for any impoliteness."
Then he looked at Beitang Feng and said, "Brother, our Bei family is rich and powerful enough to support Li Yuan. Why would we send him here?"
"Liyuan, uncle will take you home." Beitang Jin pulled Bei Liyuan up and was about to leave.
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Bei Liyuan's cold eyes. The Bei family's acting skills have always been good, and they can always perform both wanting and wanting to the fullest.
Cheng Yanjun had been obsessed with Bei Liyuan ever since he saw him. His eyes were practically glued to him, and he wished he could tear him apart and eat him. Seeing him leave, he was completely unwilling to do so. He jumped up anxiously like an old snake and said, "The Bei family leader has just agreed to let this young man become my disciple, and I have already agreed. So he is my disciple. How can you just take him away like that?"
"He is from my Bei family..."
Cheng Yanjun squinted at Beitang Jin and interrupted impatiently, "Enough! Beitang Jin, I don't know what kind of person you are. Stop playing the uncle-nephew game. You've probably lost a lot of spirit stones and owed gambling debts you can't pay off! Just name your price. How many spirit stones can you give me to keep you here?"
Seeing Cheng Yanjun open up, Beitang Jin simply stopped pretending and said with a sly smile: "Fifteen years of food and clothing, a hundred thousand spirit stones is not much."
Beitang Feng's face turned pale: "Third brother, what are you doing here? Go back..."
Before he could finish his words, Cheng Yanjun had already taken out a spatial ring and tossed it to Beitang Jin as if sending away a beggar. "There are about 150,000 spirit stones in it. From now on, this young man will have nothing to do with your Bei family. No matter how I treat him, you are not allowed to interfere."
Beitang Jin took the interspatial ring and smiled broadly, "From today on, Bei Liyuan belongs to you, Lord Chengyan. His life and death will be decided by you, Lord Chengyan. My Bei family will no longer have anything to do with him."
After saying that, he took the spirit stone and left contentedly. Beitang Feng rubbed his brows with a headache. This waste had brought shame to the Bei family.
Everyone looked at Bei Liyuan with complicated eyes:
"Is Bei Liyuan considered to have been sold out by the Bei family?"
"Let me correct you. I was sold out by Beitang Jin. I've heard that Beitang Jin is not dedicated to his work and is a gambler. How can there be such a huge difference between him and the Bei family?"
"Ugh~ I can't stand it! This Chengyan Jun is drooling just looking at Beiliyuan. It's so disgusting!"
On the high platform, Cheng Yanjun stared at Bei Liyuan with lustful eyes, fearing that something unexpected would happen again. He urged him impatiently: "Go through the ceremony of becoming my disciple. After you become my disciple, you will be my disciple. Don't worry, I will treat you well."
Just as he finished speaking, a handsome man in a pink robe squeezed out of the crowd, raised his orchid finger and glared at Cheng Yanjun: "Cheng Yanjun! When will you give me the money you paid me for accompanying you three days ago?"
Everyone looked at the newcomer:
"Look at his clothes, isn't he a prostitute from one of the city's brothels? Cheng Yanjun went to the brothel without paying! He's a freeloader!"
"So... tasteless! Bah!"
Cheng Yanjun was displeased: "You are not feeling well and refuse to work, so why should I pay you? Do you think my money comes from the wind?! Get out of here!"
The young man was not convinced: "But you kissed and touched her! You have to pay!"
Cheng Yanjun sneered: "If that's the case, you also kissed and touched me, and took advantage of me, so give me money!"
"You!" The waiter pointed at Cheng Yanjun and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"I'm in a good mood today so I won't argue with you, otherwise I'll break your legs. Get out!"
The young waiter was so angry that his face turned pale, and finally he angrily left with his sleeves swung!
Everyone:
"What vulgar words are these! They really pollute my ears!"
"This Cheng Yanjun is too shameless!"
Luo Yinzhu glanced at Cheng Yanjun with a gloomy face, and Cheng Yanjun restrained himself a little.
Luo Yinzhu looked at Bei Liyuan again: "Little guy, do you want to switch to my sect?"
Bei Liyuan clenched his fists tightly, still insisting: "I want to become a disciple of Cheng Yanjun."
After hearing this, everyone had no more sympathy for Bei Liyuan. They all felt that he was really ungrateful. Even Luo Yinzhu had a look of disappointment in his eyes.
Cheng Yanjun smiled obscenely: "Alright, good disciple, please become my disciple."
However, after waiting for a while, there was still no sign of Bei Liyuan's movement. Cheng Yanjun curled his lips, somewhat displeased, and looked at Bei Tangfeng: "Master Bei, what does this child mean?"
Beitang Feng said in a deep voice, "Li Yuan, I have already accepted Cheng Yanjun as your disciple, so what are you doing now? If your uncle knew you were so willful today, he would be furious!"
Bei Liyuan's clenched fists slowly loosened when Bei Tangfeng mentioned Uncle Wang. At this point, what else could he do but accept his fate?
He stopped resisting, his eyes dimmed, and he knelt mechanically with empty eyes. But just as he bent his body, there was a sudden roar, and a bolt of lightning struck Cheng Yanjun directly.
Cheng Yanjun was instantly chopped to a crisp and fell straight to the ground without even having time to scream.
Everyone was shocked!
It was just a bolt of heavenly thunder. Any other cultivator would be fine, but Lord Chengyan was a useless person who couldn't even build a foundation. There was no hope for him if he was struck by the heavenly thunder.
"Ha! A monk can be killed by ordinary lightning. Xiaodao Labutu is really a fool."
"It seems that people should not do evil. There is retribution. It is what they deserve."
Luo Yinzhu probed Cheng Yanjun's spiritual breath and shook his head. The spiritual breath had dissipated and there was no breath left.
Bei Liyuan's dark eyes lit up again. It was good that he died.
Beitang Feng frowned. This thunder must have struck, otherwise this little bastard would have been harmed by Cheng Yanjun for his entire life. However, without Cheng Yanjun's financial resources, the Yunshan Sect would soon decline. This little bastard would still not be able to make any waves. There was no way he would be allowed to return to the Bei Clan. "Li Yuan, now that Cheng Yanjun is dead, how about becoming a disciple of Sect Master Luo?"
Luo Yinzhu quickly replied, "Child, become my disciple and I will teach you personally."
Beitang Feng frowned invisibly. He could see that Luo Yinzhu truly valued talent, and he felt a bit hesitant. But when he thought about the fact that Luo Yinzhu was only at the Fusion Stage, he no longer had any doubts. He said coldly, "Li Yuan, you can't be so willful now."
Everyone was talking about it, most of them saying that Bei Liyuan was lucky and even God was preventing him from going astray.
When Bei Liyuan was about to pay his respects to Luo Yinzhu as his disciple, Cheng Yanjun slowly woke up.
Everyone was stunned:
"Is Bei Liyuan going to become a disciple of Lord Cheng Yan?"
"If that's true, whatever harm Cheng Yan-jun does to him in the future will be his own fault. He can't blame anyone else!"
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