"The Yueqing Sect has been quite popular these days." Qin Fanfan glared at the unpromising disciples and said, "When will you show me some face?"
Xue Yu listened to it in one ear and out the other.
Qin Fanfan didn't expect these disciples to do anything earth-shattering. In fact, he no longer had any hope for next year's competition.
There is no shortage of geniuses in the Changming Sect. After all, those who can participate in the competition are the most talented geniuses in the sect.
But they cannot compare with other sects every year, and each of the disciples participating in the competition is more incompetent than the other.
Mu Chongxi and Ming Xuan don't get along well on a daily basis. They had an internal conflict before the game even started. By the time they got to the field, they could completely predict what the outcome would be.
Not to mention Zhou Xingyun, who was the one with the highest cultivation, but he looked half-dead the whole day, as if he would leave this beautiful world in the next second.
Xue Yu is considered the more normal one among the four.
"So lively today?"
Speak of the devil, here comes the devil. Mu Chongxi walked in with a step that didn't recognize any relatives. Glancing at his two senior brothers, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Master, what do you want to talk to us about?"
Qin Fanfan got angry when she saw this disciple. "Can't you stop causing trouble for me, you bastard? You run down the mountain with that outer disciple named Ye Qiao every day. Is your father or mother down here?"
Mu Chongxi cried out in grievance: "Then no one else will play with me except Ye Qiao."
He pointed at Xue Yu and Ming Xuan, "These two bastards are always in pairs. Senior Brother Zhou is nowhere to be seen all day. Both the outer and inner sects are afraid of my identity as a direct disciple. Only Ye Qiao is willing to accompany me down the mountain."
Sometimes Mu Chongxi felt that Ye Qiao was very strange.
Unlike people in the cultivation world, he has no fear of his disciples, but he likes Ye Qiao's attitude of not caring about anyone.
After all, making friends is not like looking for a servant, and he doesn't want the other party to be humble to him in every way.
Qin Fanfan was choked by these questions.
He coughed dryly. He didn't expect that the young disciple would have such a big grudge. "So I called you here today just to ask, do you want to find a junior sister or a junior brother?"
Now there are only nine months left before the competition, but he still hasn't found a suitable disciple. He thought he might as well ask these disciples what they are willing to do.
"Of course it's Junior Sister. Other sects have Junior Sisters, but our sect is just a bunch of stinky men." Mu Chongxi said, "Even the group of sword cultivators in the Sword Questioning Sect who don't understand romance have Junior Sisters."
Ming Xuan glanced at him leisurely and sneered: "It's as if you are not a sword cultivator."
Xue Yu, who had been indifferent to the matter, also raised his hand and expressed his opinion: "No junior brother, like Mu Chongxi, the big yellow dog at the gate of our sect thinks he is annoying and not cute at all. I prefer girls."
Thinking about the fact that she had already accepted four grown men, Qin Fanfan felt that there was some truth in it and it was time to accept a female disciple.
"Who do you think is better to take?"
He thought: "There are a few talented people in the outer sect this year. They are from the side branches of some big clans."
"There are a few girls with top-grade spiritual roots in the inner sect."
Mu Chongxi and Xue Yu blurted out at the same time: "Ye Qiao."
Facing Qin Fanfan's slightly surprised look, Xue Yu remained calm and smiled slightly, "Master, I think she is pretty good."
For some reason, he always had a feeling that this little junior sister would bring some liveliness to the sect.
It just so happens that he loves being in a lively environment the most.
Mingxuan frowned, but did not object. He did not care much about talent. As for his junior sister, she was the darling of every sect.
So he reluctantly said, "It's up to you guys."
The three of them had no objections, but as for Zhou Xingyun?
His opinion doesn't matter.
Qin Fanfan frowned, "Are you talking about Ye Qiao from the outer sect?"
The reason why he had an impression of Ye Qiao was because this girl was not very talented, had no consciousness of a cultivator at all, slept all day long, and often urged Mu Chongxi to go down the mountain with her.
"Yes. That's her." Mu Chongxi was bored. "Anyway, we've been in the countdown for years. I don't think we can find any genius this year. Ye Qiao is pretty good. She's noisy and interesting."
Qin Fanfan was silent for a few seconds, and was strangely convinced by this reason.
Logically speaking, the number of direct disciples is particularly important, as it is related to the ranking in the future sect competition. But in fact, their Changming Sect has always been ranked last for a hundred years, so who the fifth direct disciple is has become less important.
No matter how strong you are, they remain firmly at the last place.
No more fighting.
Their Chang Mingzong has completely given up!
…
Ye Qiao, who had been targeted, was just about to lie down to sleep, but was so frightened by the sudden summons from the sect master on the jade slip that he jumped up from the couch.
metropolitan?
Ye Qiao has been in the sect for two months, and the only people he knows are outer disciples and elders.
Why would a figure of the sect leader's rank summon me?
She had a feeling that something was wrong, but she could only get up from the couch, put on her clothes in a daze, and drag her tired body to the main peak where the sect master lived.
The mountain peaks tower into the clouds, with nine hundred layers of stone steps. Ye Qiao cannot wield a sword, so he can only climb up step by step.
She rubbed her eyes and thought as she walked.
fine.
Every time I pay a visit to the patriarch, I feel like an emperor ascending the throne.
"Master, hello to my three brothers." She bowed slightly and did not dare to look up the whole time.
The old man sitting there is undoubtedly her boss.
Ye Qiao didn't know why the old man asked her to come here so late at night. She lowered her head, staring at her nose and thinking about her own thoughts. She was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes.
Qin Fanfan looked at her calmly, then sighed slightly.
Sure enough, the rumors were true.
This child is really not motivated.
Night time is when the spiritual energy is the most abundant, yet she actually used this precious time to sleep.
The clan leader who was sitting at the head of the group asked gently, "Do you want to be my personal disciple?"
Ye Qiao's tiger body trembled.
What sin had she committed to deserve to become a disciple?
The girl remained silent, so Qin Fanfan thought she was shy, smiled slightly, and pointed at the three people standing not far away, "These are your three senior brothers."
"You must have seen this before, right?"
Ye Qiao looked up and met Mu Chongxi's gaze.
Of course.
We went down the mountain to play together a few days ago, and today he becomes my senior brother?
Ye Qiao remained silent. Mu Chongxi blinked at her, thinking that she was so happy that she couldn't speak.
Except for Xue Yu who noticed something, no one else thought that Ye Qiao was unwilling to be the disciple.
"Pack up and move to the yard tomorrow." After a pause, Qin Fanfan specifically instructed: "Don't forget."
Ye Qiao took a deep breath and forced a smile that was uglier than crying: "Disciple obeys your command."
Qin Fanfan thought that she was so moved that she cried, and she was extremely relieved to see this. She didn't expect that although this little girl was not very talented, she knew how to be grateful.
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