"Master, may I ask where the master of Qingzhu Peak is from? How old is he? He can sit on the throne, at least he must be hundreds of years old?" Ling Longyue asked hurriedly.

"No, you are underestimating him. I don't know where he is from, Master, but he seems to be only 25 years old this year." Miao Susu explained patiently.

Hearing this, Ling Longyue suddenly felt numb on her scalp, and fell into Miao Susu's arms as stiffly as a dead corpse.

25 years old...Who else could this be if he wasn't the Xiao Xuansheng who was humiliated by his own breakup of the engagement?

It’s over, it’s over…

He has actually become the noble leader of the Yan Dao Sect! In order to avenge his previous behavior of breaking off the engagement, he will not launch a ruthless move to destroy himself and the Lingtian Dynasty, right?

Ling Longyue's two rows of white teeth were chattering, and tears were rolling in her eyes.

Looking at Xiao Xuansheng's gloomy face, she felt that he had a strong desire for revenge.

It doesn't matter if she dies, but the Lingtian Dynasty is where her family has ruled for generations, and she has made a lot of efforts to protect the people of the dynasty.

Now that the dynasty is in danger, how can she not be afraid and sad?

"Huh? Long Yue? Why do you seem so afraid of him? He probably didn't attack you in the fight just now, right?"

Looking at the pitiful little guy in her arms, Miao Susu gently stroked his blue hair to express comfort.

Ling Longyue forced herself to calm down. After thinking for a while, she understood that the only person who could protect her and the dynasty now was her master.

So I told Miao Susu's story about some of the past events.

After constantly thinking about it, even the details of how I humiliated Xiao Xuansheng were very clear.

Of course, she still has group reservations, otherwise her master might not even help her. She was still too cruel before.

"Hahaha...Long Yue...Master, I'm laughing so hard...you actually have such a past with him? It's really incredible..."

After listening to Ling Longyue's story, Miao Susu smiled and was out of breath. Sometimes she raised her head and hugged her belly, sometimes she lowered her head and covered her face...

The clear and melodious laughter echoed in Tongtiantai. Seeing Miao Susu smiling so happily, some of the surrounding executives also showed knowing smiles.

Although Miao Susu's behavior today is always unexpectedly inconsistent with the refined image of the past, and she usually ignores people like them.

But no matter what, as long as the goddess is happy, they will be happy too.

I licked and licked from the air, but unfortunately I couldn't eat it.

"Master, stop laughing...please help me!"

Ling Longyue covered her face in shame.

"Don't worry, my dear disciple. His cultivation is only at the foundation-building stage. As long as the master is still here, he can't hurt you. Besides, he's not that kind of person."

Miao Susu rubbed Ling Longyue's head angrily, just like a sister showing pity to her sister.

Although Ling Longyue was very heroic when she first appeared, and there was a hint of evil in her eyebrows, in fact she was just a kid who had never experienced a super storm.

But fortunately, there was a big scene to temper her at the beginning. She must have understood how fragile she and everything she owned were like a small sail in the storm in front of a truly strong person.
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This can be regarded as a kind of baptism...

"He's only in the foundation building stage? It's okay, okay, it scared me to death... I thought he was some kind of god-forming power..."

After listening to Miao Susu's words, Ling Longyue couldn't help but pat her bulging chest and let out a long sigh of relief.

For saint-grade spiritual roots, it’s almost enough to reach the middle stage of foundation building at the age of 25, and it would be too scary to go any higher.

She herself is also a foundation-building monk with excellent talent, so it’s really unclear who is stronger and which one is weaker now.

"Then let me ask Master, Xiao Xuan... how did Master Xiao climb to such a lofty position?"

"He has talent and connections, so he came up naturally."

Just because Xiao Xuansheng was brought back by Zhang Banxian, it shows how hard their relationship is.

Yan Wuchen and Yang Wanxiao were extremely protective of Xiao Xuansheng.

Even she herself is quite familiar with Xiao Xuansheng and is also a member of the relationship.

"It turned out to be a related household, no wonder..." Ling Longyue secretly said, no longer worried as before.

What’s the point of relying on relationships?

She, Ling Longyue, is no worse than you, Xiao Xuansheng.

It seemed that she had forgotten that she had been frightened crazy in the huge scene where the demons were dancing, and a trace of arrogance appeared between Ling Longyue's eyebrows again.

[Ding! Tsk tsk tsk...poor kid, I hope you can still be so arrogant later.]

An inexplicable sentence suddenly appeared in the system here.

"Huh? System, you have a brain convulsion? Why do you keep saying things that I can't understand recently? You're not about to self-destruct and you're scared to death, are you?" Xiao Xuansheng laughed.

Are you going to kill yourself now? Although he will follow suit.

【Ding! Haha.】

"Um..."

It will be half a day later.

There are fewer and fewer new disciples walking onto the Tongtian Avenue, until the formation prompts that there is no one else on the Tongtian Avenue, and the apprenticeship ceremony is about to end.

This trial of Tongtian Avenue eliminated half of the people, and only 2,500 disciples finally reached Tongtian Tower.

As expected, there is only one person with holy spiritual roots, Ling Longyue.

The senior officials have also accepted all the disciples they should accept.

Among them, 220 people have become true successors, and the remaining people will be assigned to the inner and outer sects according to their spiritual root levels.

Disciples with only low-grade spiritual roots will naturally be sent to the outer sect, with as many as 1,400 people in total.

The middle-grade and a very small number of top-grade spiritual root disciples with black faces are sent to the inner sect. They will have the opportunity to be favored by the higher-ups in the future and be accepted as true disciples.

Yan Wuchen felt a little pity this time. There were no disciples he particularly liked, so he simply refused to accept them.

Anyway, Yan Xueqing can practice, and he no longer worries about having no successor at Youyun Peak.

He looked at Xiao Xuansheng who looked solemn on the side, shook his head and comforted:

"Xuan Sheng, why don't you accept any disciples? Although Ling Longyue is good, she may not be destined to be with you this time. You don't have to focus on just one person.

Listen to me, as long as you take Miao Susu in, won't they both be yours? I have a book here... No! What should Xue Qing do?"

Yan Wuchen suddenly woke up and covered his forehead in frustration.

In order to appease Xiao Xuansheng, he actually provided him with "bad" ideas, and almost handed over the "Thirty-six Styles of the Royal Girl" that he had learned when he was young.

After all, he was worried that the favor Xiao Xuansheng promised him would not count because of this incident.

Xiao Xuansheng glanced at Yan Wuchen. He was not thinking about Ling Longyue at all.

Because the system prompted him, saying that among the unselected newcomers, there are still people with hidden holy spiritual roots.

But... your system knows that it is hidden. If you don’t tell who it is, you insist on playing exciting games. How can you find so many people? By feeling? And then explode together?

[Ding! The system loves you, and the host must be sure to select it...]

“It’s really good and playful...”

Xiao Xuansheng despised the system in his heart.

"Since no one is willing to accept disciples, this sect declares..."

Just when Zhang Wanxiao was about to announce the end time of the apprenticeship ceremony, a loud shout came.

"Wait a minute! This peak master wants one more person!"

Xiao Xuansheng slowly walked towards the new crowd step by step.

He took the risk and chose to recruit someone based on his feeling, and then... maybe there would be nothing more.

If there is, that person must have an inseparable fate with Xiao Xuansheng.

Yang Wanxiao nodded and silently returned to the throne.

He would like to see who else Xiao Xuansheng, as a super evildoer, can choose.

The disciples saw that Xiao Xuansheng was so ordinary, without even the slightest bit of power, and did not look like a superpower at all. Although they were unwilling to do so, they still rushed to ask Xiao Xuansheng to accept them as disciples.

Because this is their final chance to become true successors.

You are ordinary and we are also ordinary. If you think about it this way, then the two parties are still very suitable.

"Sir! Choose me, choose me!"

"I have high-grade wood spirit roots! Choose me!"

"Sir! If you choose me, I will introduce you to the naturally beautiful girl Xiao Cui in the village..."

Everyone dared to rush forward and swarmed forward. Xiao Xuansheng raised his head slightly and stretched out his foot to stomp, slightly stimulating the sword field's aura.

Suddenly, the extremely terrifying foundation-building aura for these people hit their hearts, making them flinch.

Finally Xiao Xuansheng came to Ye Li...
To be continued...