Chapter 11: Two Disciples Fight for Their Master
The hall was silent.
It’s not uncommon for two disciples to compete for one master, but if they win, it’s fine. If they don’t... the process of becoming another disciple will probably not be smooth.
After all, no one wants to be the second choice.
The Wine Immortal leaned back in his chair and took a sip of wine from the jug. The purple-veiled woman sneered and said, "Miaoqing Immortal Venerable is indeed a well-known figure in the world of immortal cultivation. He is usually elusive and anyone who needs anything has to go to Miaoqing Peak to personally ask for his services. As soon as he showed up today, two disciples rushed to become his disciples. His reputation is truly remarkable."
Qing Li showed no emotion, but Mu Zun, who was just ascending to a higher position, frowned and began to defend himself, "Nichang, stop talking nonsense. Li'er has been recuperating at Miaoqing Peak for so long because of poor health. It's not what you said."
Nichang pursed her lips and rolled her eyes impatiently.
Mu Zun turned his head and looked at Qing Li. "I know you already have three disciples. Are you willing to accept more?"
Qing Li glanced at Bai Xiaoxiao and the others and said, "We can take one more."
Things are getting lively.
Que Tianwen took the lead and stepped forward, bowing. "Before I joined the sect, I witnessed Immortal Master Miaoqing uphold justice, eradicate evil, and promote good. That scene deeply moved me, and I vowed to emulate Immortal Master Miaoqing in my lifetime, striving to make a name for myself in the world. Becoming his disciple has been my lifelong wish."
Bai Xiaoxiao then spoke up, "I want to become Immortal Master Miaoqing's disciple because I like him. No, not in that sense. I mean, if it weren't for Immortal Master Miaoqing, I might not even be able to stand before the Sect Master and the elders, let alone my future immortal path."
They both have their own reasons.
None of the elders in the seat spoke for a moment.
Que Tianwen turned to Bai Xiaoxiao and said, "Xiaoxiao, cultivating immortals is no joke. I know you're grateful to Immortal Master Miaoqing, but that's no excuse for taking shortcuts. You also know that having dual spiritual roots is not uncommon. With your aptitude, you should have joined the outer sect, but the sect leader was so generous as to allow you to choose your master. So, stop acting like a child and making a fuss."
Bai Xiaoxiao stared at him in surprise, "But I don't think a person with a weak spiritual essence and a single spiritual root is worthy of Miaoqing..."
"Host! What are you talking about!?"
Before Bai Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the voice of 666 immediately came in her mind.
[Why are you making a sound at this time? Aren’t you afraid of being discovered? ]
"If I don't speak up, our mission will fail! Why are you preventing Que Tianwen from becoming the heroine's disciple? Isn't our mission to get Que Tianwen to become the heroine's disciple and then have them fall in love with each other over time!"
"But when I think about this old guy becoming Qing Li's disciple, I feel nauseous. It's like finally getting the flowers I love, only to have you give them to flies. It's so painful!"
Qingli suddenly chuckled softly.
Her smile was so subtle that only Mu Zun, who had been watching her, noticed her change in mood. "Li'er, what's wrong?"
"No, nothing."
Qing Li's smile disappeared quickly, but in the blink of an eye she turned back into the cold and indifferent Immortal Miao Qing.
"Then you can't give up this opportunity."
666 still persevered in counseling Bai Xiaoxiao: "Think about it, joining the Wuliang Sect is so difficult, becoming an inner disciple is so difficult, and becoming a disciple of the female master is even more difficult. Why are we working so hard? Think about it, my eight million lady, you have finally come this far, are you going to give up just like that!"
Bai Xiaoxiao:?
Where have I come?
666: 'You have successfully lifted your foot and are about to take that first, unwavering step!'
Bai Xiaoxiao: 6
"But you're right. I can't even touch the shadow of Eight Million despite all my efforts. But I really want to become Qing Li's disciple. I really like her. I don't want to... Ouch! This is annoying!"
Bai Xiaoxiao was brainstorming, but to outsiders, it looked like she suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, so she lowered her head and remained silent.
Mu Zun broke the silence: "Don't waste any more time. Tell me the final answer. Who do you want to be your master?"
Que Tianwen clasped his fists and saluted with uncommon determination: "Disciple wishes to take Immortal Master Miaoqing as his master!"
Bai Xiaoxiao glanced at Qingli with great reluctance, then glanced at the other three elders in the hall, and finally fell on the Drunken Immortal who was holding a wine gourd and seemed to be half asleep.
Choose someone who is approachable, doesn't ask for special treatment, and doesn't take things personally.
Bai Xiaoxiao bowed slightly and said, "Master, I want to choose..."
"Alright." Qing Li suddenly interrupted her. "After all the questions, isn't it true that I can accept anyone I want as my disciple?"
Nichang sneered: "You just found out?"
Qing Li glanced at her indifferently, her plain, light white and blue robe casually turning around. She stood up and looked at the girl: "Bai Xiaoxiao, your third senior brother will take you back to Miaoqing Peak. I will wait for you at the top of the mountain."
After saying that, he turned into a shadow and left.
"Me?" Bai Xiaoxiao patted her chest, too immersed in this earth-shattering surprise to recover.
"Immortal Master Miaoqing!" Que Tianwen had not yet recovered from this huge blow.
At this moment, a person walked into the hall.
Dressed in a white robe as white as snow, as light as the wind, Qi Rong walked into the hall slowly and respectfully to everyone present. He saluted: "Disciple Qi Rong, I pay my respects to the Sect Master and to all the elders."
"Why are you here?" Mu Zun frowned unconsciously when he saw him.
Qi Rong smiled and said, "I'm here on Master's orders to take Junior Sister back to Miaoqing Peak."
Mu Zun thought of what Qing Li had said before he left. He took a deep breath and waved his hand: "Let's go. Don't keep your master waiting too long."
Qi Rong turned to look at Bai Xiaoxiao, a gentle smile on his face: "It seems we are destined to be together, Junior Sister."
"Hello, Third Brother."
Bai Xiaoxiao greeted Qi Rong excitedly, but before she could reminisce about the past with Qi Rong, she felt a gloomy gaze staring at her back.
She knew which family the old boy was from without having to think.
However, 666 in his mind was also not quiet: "Host, how could you..."
"Let's go quickly, senior brother. Don't let Master wait anxiously." Bai Xiaoxiao didn't care about Que Tianwen and 666, and pulled Qi Rong's wide sleeves and walked out quickly.
As long as she ran fast enough, the condemnation of failure would have no effect.
Qi Rong also let her do as she pleased.
Que Tianwen, who was abandoned on the spot, lowered his eyes and his hands hidden under his wide sleeves clenched unconsciously.
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Miaoqing Peak,
It may be the most beautiful and coldest place in the world of immortal cultivation, no doubt about it.
Bai Xiaoxiao exhaled a breath of warm air, rubbed her hands, and raised her fingertips to touch the ice-blue lotus blossoming on the cliff below. Her feet were treading on a thin layer of snow, and the cliffs were also stained with a hint of snow. The trees surrounding the mountain were not dark green, but a combination of light blue and pale white, adorned with tiny crystal bells, making it look beautiful and dreamy.
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