At least before making a decision, An Yirou should know how much she is influenced by genes or hormones.
An Zhengzheng took An Yirou to visit Master Kongyu.
At this moment, Master Kongyu was watching from the stands.
To his left sat Master Suotang, the two old men watching with serious expressions as two Foundation Establishment stage disciples fought below.
"They are quite good. They have mastered the basics very well, and their moves are quite skillful. They must have put in a lot of hard work." Master Kongyu commented very seriously.
Master Suotang shook his head and said, "It's just too rigid."
If you hadn't seen An Zhengzheng fight before, it wouldn't be so bad, but those few matches of An Zhengzheng's were just too exciting.
Her moves were agile and unexpected; she could even handle senior brothers and sisters who were several levels above her.
If it weren't for the last Foundation Establishment disciple pulling ahead of her with his cultivation level, she would have had a chance to win.
It was quite rare to see two old men who usually bickered each other agreeing on something.
"You're all sweaty, aren't you, old man?"
Master Suotang chuckled, "Isn't my disciple amazing?"
He then deliberately teased Master Kongyu, saying, "It's just a pity that disciples of the Siyue Sect can only cultivate two sects. She has already cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness and the Pill Sect."
They were all people who loved talent, and when Master Kongyu heard these words, it felt as if he had been stabbed.
"Hmph, doesn't she have a younger sister? She achieved enlightenment at such a young age. If you look closely, she's no less capable than my master back then."
It tells the story of Master Qingxu's master, a young girl from the mortal realm who cultivated herself and eventually ascended to immortality.
"Why……"
Speak of the devil, and he appears. No sooner had Master Kongyu finished speaking than An Zhengzheng appeared in the stands with An Yirou.
They were, after all, educated in etiquette, and they wouldn't approach them to strike up a conversation at that moment.
We'll have to wait until this battle of wits ends.
"Sister, are they really that amazing?"
This was the first time An Yirou had ever witnessed a magical duel, and the competition on stage was extremely fierce.
An Zhengzheng nodded and said, "Take a close look and use it as a reference. Don't be afraid of the previous matches; I recorded all the ones I thought were worth watching."
An Yirou's eyes widened as she stared intently at the stands.
When Foundation Establishment disciples fight, the pills, talismans, and magical artifacts they can throw out are all valuable items, since they are not as poor as Qi Refining disciples.
It's also a good opportunity to broaden one's horizons.
“There will be competitions between Golden Core stage disciples later on, and that’s when the real show will begin,” An Zhengzheng told her. “They can fight for a whole day at a time.”
This is why the last three or four days are mostly for Golden Core stage disciples, because it's often difficult to determine a winner when they fight.
"...That's amazing!"
An Yirou exclaimed in surprise, "They've been fighting all day!" In her astonishment, she suddenly remembered someone.
As expected, it was Yanqing again.
He was also a Golden Core stage disciple, and seemed to be a very respected figure in the Qin Tian Mansion...
No, I can't think about it! My sister said it's something like biological genes.
An Yirou shook her head.
She didn't need to say anything; just from her expression, An Zhengzheng could already guess seven or eight parts of what was going on.
...She was drenched in sweat.
This battle of wits quickly came to an end.
During halftime, Master Kongyu strode over in one go.
"Master Kongyu." An Zhengzheng pulled An Yirou to bow.
Master Kongyu nodded slightly, his gaze slowly falling on An Yirou.
"Seventh level of Qi Refining?" Master Kongyu was still somewhat surprised.
As far as I can remember, there are people of this age who can reach the seventh level of Qi Refining, but female cultivators, apart from An Zhengzheng, are almost non-existent.
An Yirou had already heard An Zhengzheng recount the whole process on the way, and she quickly nodded and said, "Yes."
"My sister felt sorry for me and gave me a lot of pills and talismans..."
An Yirou dared not take credit, knowing that Master Kongyu intended to take her as a disciple, and she felt a great deal of pressure.
Master Kongyu said, "Having pills and talismans is not enough; hard work is the only true measure of success."
He had noticed that some male cultivators, relying on their families' resources, were slacking off.
An Zhengzheng was willing to invest resources in her younger sister in order to make up for the neglect her parents had given An Yirou.
But if An Yirou hadn't stood up for herself, she wouldn't have gotten to this position.
Master Kongyu was born with all four spiritual roots. He has come this far entirely through his own efforts, so he naturally feels closer to hardworking and diligent children.
He asked An Yirou, "Would you be willing to become my apprentice?"
I've reached level seven in Qi Refining, which is just the right time to choose a second sect.
An Yirou hesitated for a moment and glanced at An Zhengzheng.
An Zhengzheng nodded slightly.
"It's like this, Master Kongyu, there's something we need to tell you..."
This was something the two sisters had agreed upon, and they were telling the truth. It would be somewhat immoral to hide it from Master Kongyu.
So he recounted what happened after his sudden enlightenment.
To everyone's surprise, Master Kongyu was not unhappy at all. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought it was something that could make you so nervous."
I almost thought An Yirou didn't want to cultivate the Medicine Sect!
"It's nothing serious, just a matter of reciting the Pure Land Sutra a few more times."
He waved his hand; for him, the most important thing right now was to have a hardworking apprentice.
I had already heard from others that An Yirou ranked third in the joint examination this year, and was also the one who made the most progress in the entire Fu Sect compared to her grades at the beginning of the semester.
I heard that he goes to the Hundred Women's Pavilion at the end of each month to manage his business and also takes fasting pills to cultivate.
"Then... thank you very much, Master!"
The matter of accepting a disciple was thus settled.
In full view of everyone, Master Kongyu not only accepted An Yirou as his disciple, but also gave her a gift to mark their first meeting.
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When the news reached Yanqing, he simply nodded.
He told the disciples on duty around him, "The area we are responsible for is the territory of the great masters and their inner disciples. Be careful."
"Yes," everyone replied.
They all went their separate ways to get back to work.
One of the male cultivators walked over and approached Yanqing, saying, "Should the calming incense for your esteemed guest room be removed?"
The VIP room is a temporary rest and reception area, and is only used for special cases like An Yirou.
Yanqing nodded and said, "There's no need to light any more. You've worked hard changing the incense these past few days."
"Of course," the male cultivator smiled.
Then he went to the VIP room and quietly destroyed the small portion of the incense sticks that hadn't been burned yet.
"What are you doing?" The female cultivator who had just been watching over An Yirou suddenly appeared.
The male cultivator was startled: "...Senior Sister?"
Looking at the grayish-brown slag that had been crushed into powder in the incense burner, the female cultivator found it strange: "These incense sticks are precious, why did you destroy them?"
"This... I don't think it's of any use..." The male cultivator said somewhat uneasy.
The female cultivator immediately smiled: "Everyone says that your Zhou family is the number one clan in the cultivation world, you really are generous."
He added, somewhat annoyed, "Although our Qintian Prefecture can afford to spend so much, we can't just waste it like this..."
The male cultivator quickly admitted his mistake: "Senior sister, I was wrong."
"Alright, just don't do it again next time."
"yes."
The male cultivator quickly emptied the incense burner.
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