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

Chapter 41 Goddess of Destiny, the World Will Favor You
He's already so outstanding, he wouldn't belittle himself; he'll still boast when the time is right.

Seeing the probing gazes fixed on him, Bai Haochen puffed out his chest and cleared his throat.

"Bai Haochen, a third-tier first-level knight of the Knights Temple, greets the Temple Master and the two seniors."

In the past six months, Bai Haochen's spiritual power has not increased rapidly.

However, his combat experience has become much richer, and his horizons have broadened considerably, representing a comprehensive growth.

The mere mention of the "Tier 3, Level 1" level is enough to prove that Bai Haochen was not exaggerating.

Tier 3 is a watershed moment for all professions, and even more so for knights.

"They might not even be able to teach knights..."

Before the Holy Spirit could finish speaking, Holy Moon slapped him on the back of the head, a truly refreshing moment.

"piss off."

Saint Moon had been holding back for a long time; his grandson seemed rather stupid.

Didn't you see him glaring at you so fiercely that his eyes were practically blurring out? Even though Lan Yanyu had finally realized what was happening, she was frantically trying to signal him with her eyes, but he just didn't get it.

After the slap, he finally realized what was happening and saw Sheng Cai'er's cold and resentful eyes staring at him.

The moment he met his daughter's eyes, his Holy Spirit instantly became clear-headed.

His daughter is blaming him.

Seeing this, the Holy Spirit finally shut up.

After the hall quieted down, Sheng Cai'er withdrew her gaze, tried to make her aura less cold, and then slowly walked up to Feng Jing.

"I am willing to become your disciple."

Sheng Cai'er was very willing to become Feng Jing's apprentice.

When the Holy Spirit interrupted her and began to ramble on and question Feng Jing, Sheng Cai'er even felt some resentment towards her father.

He has never considered his own wishes. Six years ago, and he still does.

Does he really deserve to be a father?

Fortunately, he didn't keep stopping it.

At Sheng Cai'er's strong request, Feng Jing accepted her as his disciple.

The moment the master-disciple relationship was established, Sheng Cai'er discovered that she could hear the voice again.

After listening to the subtle yet clear sounds around her, Saint Cher looked bewildered.

"What's wrong, Xiao Cai'er?"

Having already learned what had happened, Feng Jing asked Sheng Cai'er with a smile.

Saint Moon vaguely realized something, and his aged eyes widened in shock.

The other three were completely unaware and looked at Sheng Cai'er with concern.

"Cai'er, are you feeling unwell? Tell your mom and dad quickly."

“Cai’er, what is it you want to say? My aunt, your teacher, is the most amazing person in the world. She will definitely have a solution.”

Hearing the clear voice in her ear, Sheng Cai'er answered Bai Haochen first.

"Chenchen, your voice seems to have changed a little."

Then, she looked up at Feng Jing with bright, sparkling eyes.

"Teacher, I can hear you now."

"This is such good news, congratulations Xiao Cai'er!"

Feng Jing spoke softly, looking at Sheng Cai'er right in front of him.

I tried to hold back, but finally couldn't resist gently poking her chubby cheek. In a few years, I won't be able to poke her cheek anymore.

So soft.

Saint Cher was taken aback by the question, and then felt a little shy after realizing what had happened.

"Can Cai'er hear me?"

"But this cycle of trials hasn't ended, and shouldn't we be moving on to the next round?"

Holy Spirit Heart and Lan Yanyu were both very worried and anxious, fearing that something might have gone wrong with Sheng Cai'er's reincarnation trial, and also fearing that the Assassin Temple would lose its Reincarnation Saintess. So tense and worried were they that they didn't even notice the other people present.

"The Trial of Reincarnation, the trial of losing the six senses in the cycle of reincarnation?"

"That's ridiculous."

From Feng Jing's tone, you could tell how much she disliked this cycle of trials.

"The loss of the six senses is nothing more than a curse, a curse that grants immense power."

Feng Jing even used the word "curse" to describe it.

However, although this is a drawback left over from the time of death, it is far from being a "curse".

"You are my disciple, and from this day forward, the world will favor you."

"All suffering will be gone, all shackles will be removed."

"No suffering, no bondage, no curse may be placed upon you."

Feng Jing gazed at Sheng Cai'er and slowly uttered these sophisticated words, giving her a somewhat goddess-like air.

Actually, what she really wanted to say was...

"Anyone who dares to make you unhappy, I'll beat them to death."

But she had already seen the admiring and longing looks in their eyes, so she decided to put on an act.

And she actually managed to install it.

"Is this the goddess of destiny they were talking about? She really does have a bit of destiny in her body."

The way Sheng Yue looked at Feng Jing was no longer the way she looked at a junior.

He had heard that after Feng Jing took the Yang family kid as his disciple, the Yang family kid's innate spiritual power suddenly increased by ten points.

He didn't believe it at the time.

The increase of innate spiritual power is extremely difficult, and only the Assassin Temple has a set of difficult methods for increasing it for the reincarnation saints (sons and daughters).

Now it seems that those rumors about Feng Jing were probably true.

After figuring this out, Sheng Yue decided that he would believe all rumors about Feng Jing's supernatural abilities from now on.

Feng Jing had no idea that Sheng Yue was thinking so far ahead; she was currently launching a surprise attack, gently poking Sheng Cai'er's chubby cheeks.

She was having a good time poking at it, and Sheng Cai'er didn't dodge or evade, letting her do whatever she wanted, and even subconsciously pressed her face against her hand.

This scene left the elders of the Sheng family feeling both surprised and heartbroken.

"Cough cough cough."

The slightly sour Sacred Moon began to cough in a mocking manner.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he didn't panic. Instead, he put his hands behind his back, indicating that he really had something important to say.

"Our sixth-tier stealth warriors in the Assassin's Temple are all well hidden. Goddess, feel free to search for them and spar with them if you find them."

"Goddess, you can do whatever you want, just spare their lives."

"This is also a good opportunity for me to check how much progress they've made these days."

Survival in the Assassin's Temple is far more brutal than in other temples, as can be seen from what Holy Moon said.

"They've actually prepared everything!"

"So, I can also provoke, I mean challenge, assassins who are stronger than me, right?"

Feng Jing asked again, quietly setting a trap.

"Of course you can. If you think you're capable, you can even challenge me."

The name "Holy Moon" sounds incredibly generous.

Feng Jing was satisfied and nodded, then:

"Since you're being so generous, could you pick out some more Tier 3 characters for me to play a friendly match with Xiao Chenchen and Xiao Cai'er?"

Feng Jing, pushing his luck, is determined to arrange everything between Sheng Cai'er and Bai Haochen.

You can forget your eldest nephew and your youngest disciple, no matter who else you forget.

(End of this chapter)