Chapter 108 Male Mother
As soon as the powerful man struck, the sky became dark and the earth became gloomy. Several deep cracks instantly appeared on the ground of the large square.
The clan leader was angry.
The Qing Dynasty was not rich either.
The sect is still paying off the romantic debt owed by Fairy Nishang in installments.
The square was renovated with borrowed money.
The sect leader took out the sect leader's seal and stopped the chaotic scene.
He said with a headache: "Let's draw lots."
"First, draw Ye Xiaoman's ownership."
He took out a few sticks and held the lower half in his palm. The person who drew the longest stick could take Ye Xiaoman away.
Ye Xiaoman was puzzled. They could clearly hold an auction for her, and the highest bidder would win, and all the money would belong to her.
The three great elders were swept aside, and the ancestors drew lots while cursing.
"Look at my amazing skills. I'll make you all cry with envy."
Ye Xiaoman is looking forward to the draw results.
Although she knew all of the powerful people, she also knew the capabilities of the masters in the God Transformation Stage. If any one of them took her away, she would be able to walk around the Qingzheng Sect with impunity in the future.
If I could be accompanied by a wealthy master, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, play with immortal-level magic weapons at will, and take pills to satisfy my hunger, I can't even imagine how happy it would be.
Then, through the careful training of the big boss, she will acquire unparalleled skills and become a great genius who can crush everything with force. In the future, she will have no problem... well, the man doesn't have it.
Ye Xiaoman fantasized about the happy life ahead, and the corners of her mouth became more and more upturned.
One could not help but laugh triumphantly.
"Well, did I win the lottery?"
A clear voice broke Ye Xiaoman's daydreaming. She followed the crowd's gaze and saw a young man in a gray robe holding a long stick.
The sect leader took his sign, compared the marks on it, and replied respectfully: "Congratulations, Immortal Lord Jiumo, Ye Xiaoman will be your disciple from now on."
The young man let out an "eh", opened his eyes as pure as a deer, scratched his messy hair like straw, and looked a little at a loss.
The other powerful people collectively sighed in disappointment.
They looked at Ye Xiaoman, stomping their feet and waving their sleeves in anger, but there was nothing they could do.
"Li Jiu actually won the lottery."
"Fools have good fortune."
"What a pity that such a good seedling is ruined."
Ye Xiaoman was a little unable to react. This young man would be her master in the future?
She had some impression of the young man.
When the powerful men arrived on the scene, he followed behind them.
The powerful ones were excitedly discussing Xiao Chujing and Emperor Zun Sword. The young man yawned, and saline solution overflowed from the corners of his eyes. He looked like he had just been woken up after sleeping for hundreds of years.
He looked around the windswept field in surprise. "Is it raining? Is it thundering? Should I put away the clothes first?"
When the powerful men started fighting, he squatted on the side and watched with sleepy eyes. After a long reaction arc, he finally reacted and asked the leader in surprise, "Why are they fighting?"
Ye Xiaoman has evidence, he is just here to make up the numbers.
The powerful ones are still regretting it.
"You said your luck is very good or very bad. If you can get the nameless sword to recognize its master, why is it so unlucky that you were picked by Li Jiu?"
"Young man, you won't learn anything by following him. In the future, you should learn more from the elders."
"Why!"
Ye Xiaoman whispered to Xiao Chujing, "Is this Li Jiuxianzun a swindler?"
"Li Jiumo," Xiao Chujing looked at Ye Xiaoman sympathetically, "a huge pit within a pit. For a thousand years, no one wanted to be his disciple."
"Ah?" Ye Xiaoman asked quickly, "Do I have to become your disciple?"
She understood the principle, but the problem was that the young man's gray robe was patched!
How miserable must a powerful being in the Spirit Transformation Stage be to be so poor that he has no money to buy robes? Maybe she will have to support him in the future, which is completely different from the original idea of wealth and glory.
Sikong Qing felt even more sympathetic. "The legal lottery has its own power. Once the result is drawn, it cannot be changed."
The corners of Ye Xiaoman's mouth drooped heavily.
She knew she didn't deserve a life of luxury.
Li Jiumo is a character that did not appear in the original novel, so she could only complete the information about her future master from the discussions of people around her.
Li Jiumo claims to be the descendant of Li Nishang.
Why do we say “claim to be”?
Thousands of years ago, Li Jiumo's ancestor was Li Nishang's male favorite and was very favored for a period of time. Later, for some reason, it was suddenly claimed that he broke through the limit of men and gave birth to a child.
Regardless of how he created the miracle, regardless of whether Li Nishang admitted it or not, and regardless of whether the truth was that he secretly adopted someone else's child to consolidate his favor.
In short, he forced his child to take Li Nishang's surname. Later, this lineage, relying on Li Nishang's protection, finally became a not-so-small family in the world of immortal cultivation, and it continues to this day.
Li Jiumo came over with a gentle and virtuous smile.
Xiao Chujing bowed lightly, and Sikong Qing looked at him with dissatisfaction.
Neither of them liked him because of their aversion to males.
Sikong's feelings are even worse.
Her virtuous character is only worthy of being fucked by him, okay?
Li Jiumo's naturally dull nerves made it impossible for him to read other people's hostility.
He tried to talk to Ye Xiaoman, "I have always wanted to have a child. From now on, you will be my baby. Master will take good care of you."
Ye Xiaoman: "You said you wanted a child, the kind you want to give birth to yourself?"
"Yeah." Li Jiumo said sadly:
"I bought a lot of medicine, and every time the seller said I would definitely get pregnant, but every time I vomited a lot of blood, there was still no movement in my stomach."
Xiao Chujing: “?”
Sikong Qing said viciously: "Next time, eat double the amount. Maybe something strange will crawl out of your stomach."
Li Jiumo was surprised: "Really? Then I'll try it next time."
Ye Xiaoman was in a daze.
It's so strange. I can understand every word Master says, but when they are put together, I don't know why I don't understand what he wants to express, why he talked about this topic, why he is obsessed with having a baby, is there really anything wrong with his brain.
Although the male mother is also quite interesting.
Amidst the chaotic atmosphere here, the powerful men were busy drawing Xiao Chujing's lot.
Ever since Ye Xiaoman was chosen by Li Jiumo, she seemed to be shrouded in a strange atmosphere, and the powerful people gave up on her one after another.
Without a second thought, Xiao Chujing directly refused to draw lots and entered the stage of choosing a master. "Which ancestor's cave is closer to Immortal Lord Jiumo?"
The immortal palaces of the powerful people are tens of thousands of miles apart, and he doesn't want to have a long-distance relationship with Ye Xiaoman.
Ye Xiaoman sighed in regret. Only then did she realize that she could refuse to draw lots.
Xiao Chujing finally became a disciple of Immortal Lord Wusheng.
The matter has been decided.
The powerful men said goodbye to Ji Weiming and left.
Ji Weiming nodded to Ye Xiaoman from a distance, and left with a crowd of people following him.
Although there are two more promising talents in the human world and their power has increased greatly, which is a threat to the divine realm, he is truly happy for Master Ye's disciples.
In the square, the various immortal sects gradually dispersed. They left with a lot of gossip and couldn't wait to spread what they saw and heard today.
Soon, everyone will know that a young disciple of the Qing Zhengzong named Ye Xiaoman has obtained the nameless sword of the Fairy Nishang.
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