“Saint Lord, take me as your disciple!”
“Saint Lord, take me, take me! I can do any kind of work!”
“Pfft! The Saint Lord wants disciples, not servants!”
The gathered spirits and creatures clamored over one another, each eager to recommend themselves while occasionally belittling others.
“So, what do you think?” Purple Melody Saint leaned closer to Yun Qingxue, grinning shamelessly.
Yun Qingxue’s watery eyes swept over the diverse array of spirits and creatures before her, frowning slightly as she countered, “Think about what?”
“My influence, of course! Look how famous I am! Just a casual call, and so many rush to become my disciples. So, my dear disciple, let me tell you—becoming my apprentice is definitely a bargain for you!” Purple Melody Saint rambled on without pause. “I don’t just take anyone, you know. But you, girl—I feel a special connection with you! So, how about it? Hurry up and bow to your master!”
His tone sounded eerily similar to a street vendor hawking, “Don’t miss out on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”
Yun Qingxue smiled faintly. “If you’re short on disciples, there are plenty here eager to worship you.”
“Tsk, tsk, girl, didn’t I say it already? I just feel a connection with you!” Purple Melody Saint frowned slightly, a shadow flickering briefly in his eyes.
This little girl had been through so much—her wariness was far too strong!
“Then, what can you teach me?” Yun Qingxue suddenly fixed her clear gaze on him.
“Astronomy, geography, the past and future, the Eight Trigrams and Five Elements, strategy and history, martial arts and magic, riding clouds and summoning winds, flying through the skies… In this world, whatever you can imagine, I can teach you!” Purple Melody Saint declared with unshakable confidence, his expression exaggerated to match his words.
But!
At the same time, Yun Qingxue unexpectedly glimpsed a restrained, profound steadiness in his eyes.
This man’s true nature was definitely not as flamboyant as the persona he deliberately projected!
After a moment of contemplation, Yun Qingxue pressed her lips together and finally made up her mind. “Fine! As long as you can teach me real skills, I’ll acknowledge you as my master!”
Purple Melody Saint looked at her, a faint, imperceptible smile surfacing in his eyes. What a cunning little girl!
Listen to her words—she’d only recognize him as her master if he could teach her real skills. The unspoken implication was clear: if she learned nothing here, she wouldn’t acknowledge him at all!
Ah, well.
Rome wasn’t built in a day. This girl’s wariness hadn’t formed overnight, and dispelling it wouldn’t happen in an instant either.
“Good! Excellent disciple!” Purple Melody Saint laughed heartily, deliberately ignoring the deeper meaning in her words.
If even he couldn’t mold this girl into a true powerhouse, then no one in this world could! Of that, he was absolutely confident.
“Don’t worry, little girl! Your master will pour all his knowledge into you!” Recalling the entrustment of those two, Purple Melody Saint’s gaze grew distant. Teaching this girl well would at least fulfill his old friends’ wishes…
“All of you, disperse!” Seeing that Yun Qingxue had reluctantly accepted Purple Melody Saint as her master, Mo Changxing waved dismissively at the crowd of spirits and creatures summoned by the Saint’s earlier call, signaling for them to leave immediately.
“Saint Lord…” The creatures stood their ground unwillingly, their eyes practically glowing as they stared at Purple Melody Saint.
This Saint Lord was second only to the Divine Emperor in power! Who among the cultivators of the Mystic Spirit Continent wouldn’t want to become his disciple? If one were fortunate enough to receive his guidance, soaring in cultivation and ascending to immortality would be effortless!
Even if they couldn’t become his disciples, just being a servant in Luo Yun Mountain would be a blessing!
The treasures and resources of Luo Yun Mountain were countless! Even obtaining a fraction would be worth centuries of arduous cultivation!
Tempted by such prospects, the creatures ignored Mo Changxing’s command, refusing to leave.
Being disregarded, Mo Changxing’s aura instantly turned icy, radiating an oppressive pressure that only a true powerhouse could wield.
The creatures trembled under his imposing presence, their hearts quivering with fear.
Under normal circumstances, sensing such a formidable aura, they would have fled or hidden immediately.
But this time, their desire to enter Luo Yun Mountain and become Purple Melody Saint’s disciples outweighed their fear.
To them, Luo Yun Mountain was the Dragon’s Gate—once crossed, they would be reborn anew! Who wouldn’t want to rise above the masses? Who wouldn’t leap at such an opportunity? Under such temptation, the looming danger was selectively ignored.
“S-Saint Lord, d-do you still need disciples?” A tiger-headed spirit stammered, suppressing his fear of Mo Changxing.
As soon as he spoke, the other creatures immediately turned their hopeful gazes toward Purple Melody Saint.
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