Divine Seal: The little princess is vying and fighting to become the Demon Emperor.

Chapter 40: Taking Saint Cai'er as an Apprentice

However, neither of the two parties at the time, Long Xingyu and Sheng Cai'er's guardian Sheng Yue, had fully considered the matter.

Saint Moon's concern at the time was that her great-granddaughter was the reincarnation saintess that the Assassin Temple had been waiting for for so long, and she was bound to become the temple master in the future. It seemed inappropriate for her to have a master.

Feng Jing felt that while Sheng Cai'er was talented, she had some troubles.

"I've already thought it through!"

Saint Moon's voice was already loud, but this excitement made it even louder, almost causing tinnitus.

"When Cai'er came back from outside last time, I had already made up my mind."

Saint Moon spoke sincerely, saying that he had made up his mind ever since Shadow Follows Wind brought back that sarcastic remark that "the Assassin's Temple doesn't know how to raise children."

Because he belatedly realized that it seemed to be true.

They really raised Saint Cherrie very poorly.

Fortunately, it wasn't too late.

"If you're willing, then so be it. You should be able to make decisions for your grandson and granddaughter-in-law."

"Now, all we need to do is ask Cai'er if she's willing."

That's right, Fengjing is applying double standards again.

In her view, Sheng Yue was qualified to be the master of Sheng Lingxin and Lan Yanyu, but not the master of Sheng Cai'er.

"Oh? Auntie, are you going to take Cai'er as your apprentice?"

Bai Haochen then realized that Feng Jing had come to the Assassin's Temple with important business.

"correct."

"From now on, you can be together more often."

"Doesn't Xiao Chenchen want to be with Xiao Cai'er?"

Bai Haochen didn't answer Feng Jing immediately. He looked down at his feet for a while before finally humming in response.

Saint Cher was the first friend he made who was the same age as him, and he liked her.

As they were chatting, they heard footsteps approaching and looked towards the door.

Although Holy Spirit Heart and Lan Yanyu were walking in front, they immediately spotted the little girl who was being blocked by them behind them.

The little girl was wearing a purple dress and her face was covered with a purple veil, giving her a hazy, ethereal beauty.

But to their surprise, the changes in Saint Cher were too obvious in just one year.

She became even more aloof, as if she were made of ice and snow, exuding an aura that kept strangers at a distance.

"Little Cai'er!"

Upon recognizing Sheng Cai'er, Bai Haochen immediately called out joyfully.

The girl, who kept her head down, didn't react at all.

Bai Haochen was at a loss.

"Well, Cai'er can't hear you right now."

Saint Moon explained somewhat awkwardly.

"how so!"

Bai Haochen, unaware of the reason, was on the verge of tears.

“Little Cai’er couldn’t speak before, and now she can’t hear either…”

"What happened to her? Is she injured? Or is she sick? It can be treated, right...?"

He was so anxious he was practically pacing around in circles.

The commotion he made successfully alerted Saint Cher to his presence.

When he looked up at Bai Haochen, his eyes were still cold and lifeless, like a stagnant pool, filled with murderous intent.

But when they saw it was Bai Haochen, their eyes instantly lit up. And when they saw Feng Jing behind Bai Haochen, their eyes shone even brighter.

"Chenchen".

"Auntie."

Saint Cher said softly in a slow voice.

She hadn't spoken in so long that her voice was a little hoarse, but it was still pleasant to hear.

Bai Haochen's eyes lit up when he heard her speak.

"Cai'er, Cai'er, you can talk again!"

His voice was excited, but unfortunately Saint Cher couldn't hear it. She could only see his lips moving and guess what he was saying.

Saint Cher nodded and spoke slowly again.

"You really came to see me." "I'm so... happy."

Saint Cher thought, this is the important emotion she has long lost—

Happy.

"We are also very happy to see you."

They were reminiscing, while the gazes of the three members of the Saint family, who stood to the side, never left Saint Seiya. They were utterly astonished when the gazes shifted away from the Saint family.

How long has it been since they've seen Saint Cheryl happy?

It seems like it was that night six years ago when I woke up...

After that night, Saint Cher was forced to grow up and forever lost her "happiness".

Thinking of this, the three elders of the Sheng family actually felt a little guilty.

“Cai’er, I’ve come here to take you as my apprentice.”

"Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

After catching up, Feng Jing got down to business.

Perhaps the sentence was too long, because Sheng Cai'er couldn't understand it immediately and stared blankly at Feng Jing.

Until Feng Jing asked again.

She seemed to understand at first, her eyes lit up, and she was about to nod when her parents interrupted her.

"and many more!"

"Grandpa, aren't you going to stop it?"

“Cai’er is…you could say she’s the hope of our Assassin’s Temple, how can she become someone else’s apprentice?”

The Holy Spirit immediately spoke up to stop it.

He admitted that Feng Jing was a genius and very outstanding.

But he felt that Feng Jing wasn't qualified to be his daughter's teacher. His daughter was the Holy Maiden of Reincarnation of the Assassin's Temple!
"I know what you're trying to say! She's still the goddess of the Holy Temple Alliance!"

The combined number of the holy sons and daughters of the six great temples is only equal to that of a single goddess.

This guy actually has the nerve to say the goddess isn't qualified.

"But--"

"But what? Shut up."

Saint Moon has an explosive temper, and she doesn't hold back when she insults her own grandson.

“Come on, tell me, what rank and level were you when you were fourteen? What rank and level were she when she was fourteen?”

The Holy Spirit had nothing more to say.

I was too embarrassed to speak up.

Because he was only at the third level when he was 14 years old, and now he is in his fifties and only at the seventh level.

Based on the Alliance's expectations for Feng Jing, by his age, Feng Jing would have already reached the ninth rank or higher in all elements, and could potentially possess a million units of spiritual power.

After this comparison, Feng Jing seems to really qualify.

"But no matter how talented he is, he is still just a child himself. How can she teach Cai'er?"

He still disagreed somewhat, believing that talent doesn't necessarily translate to teaching others. Besides, young Feng Jing himself needed a teacher to guide him.

"Uncle Saint, my aunt can do it."

"I was taught by my aunt. My aunt is very good at teaching children."

Bai Haochen couldn't stand anyone saying anything bad about Feng Jing, but he still politely refuted them.

"You? You don't actually think you're that great, do you?"

Holy Spirit glanced at Bai Haochen but didn't find anything different about him.

"No."

"Compared to my seniors, I still have a long way to go."

"But compared to my peers, I should be far ahead."

Bai Haochen's statement is not an exaggeration at all.

Over the past six months, Feng Jing has taken him to many temples and introduced him to many people of the same level and age, which has made him realize his own excellence.

People his age are generally not as strong as him.

Those at his level are generally older than him.

(End of this chapter)