Master's Chief Disciple

When their eyes met, Mu Huayan felt that the aura of this person was very familiar, like an enemy that she had defeated before.

"Let me calculate... your life experience."

Seeing that she was a monk, the man followed her instructions and took out a magic weapon similar to a compass, a turtle and a few copper coins.

He gestured for Mu Huayan to write her name on a piece of white paper. She deliberately wrote Gu Qingtang.

The fortune teller fiddled with the compass and the coins, but no matter how he reset the compass, it kept moving.

No matter how he fiddled with the coin, it was always pointing in the same direction. After trying several times, not only did the compass break, but the coin also turned into ashes.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him in surprise, "Who are you?"

Mu Huayan pointed at the name on the white paper and looked at him suspiciously, hoping to get an answer.

"How did you calculate it? What's the explanation for your compass breaking into pieces and turning into ashes?"

"I can't figure it out. I'm unlucky to have met a tough guy today. You can go now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was ready to pack up and leave, but Mu Huayan happened to remember who this person was. He was the Tai Qian Immortal Venerable who escaped that day.

Mu Huayan left a trace of magic on him, and after figuring out his route, she transformed into her original form and waited for him in the forest ahead.

"Tai Qian Immortal Venerable, you made it so hard for me to find you!"

Realizing something was wrong, he dropped his things and tried to run, but was pulled back by Mu Huayan's lightning, and his cloak fell off.

"God of Killing, how did you find me?"

"I have not yet settled accounts with you for the incident in which you kidnapped my fellow apprentice."

Looking at the sharp short blade in her hand, he felt a chill on his neck. His eyes moved rapidly as he tried to break free.

"Don't kill me. I can tell you information about the Blood Demon Sect."

But she still had no intention of stopping and threw the short blade. He was so scared that he said a few words in rapid succession: "The Blood Demon Sect does not exist in the Yuan Realm."

"They are just calling themselves the Blood Demon Sect."

"The person behind this is Xiao..."

But before he could finish his words, a sharp arrow pierced through the back of his head and his heart.

The poison instantly traveled throughout his body and in just a moment he turned into a pool of flesh paste. A wisp of soul quickly escaped from his body.

Mu Huayan had no time to chase after the person who shot the arrow in secret. When she stepped forward to strangle the remaining soul and tried to search it, the soul exploded.

Fortunately, she dodged in time and was not affected. Tai Qian Xianzun's soul was tampered with and once someone searched his soul, the killing array would be activated.

It's a pity that he didn't tell her his full name, otherwise she could have used his name to track him down.

Mu Huayan originally planned to take her new junior fellow apprentice back to the sect to select some handy magical instruments and treasures, but as soon as she entered Tiannan Marquis Mansion, a figure appeared in her sight.

"Senior Sister, Han Qixi has something to say..." Before Bai Yu could finish his words, he saw the two of them standing opposite each other and looking at each other.

He tactfully stepped back and stopped disturbing them.

At this moment, her heart was filled with joy, but after a moment, she turned to sadness, "Han Qixi..."

A faint and refreshing cedar scent lingered in her nose, mixed with a hint of mint.

"I miss you, Mu Huayan."

A hint of jealousy could be vaguely heard in his tone. His embrace was warm and comfortable. Mu Huayan took the initiative to raise her hands and hug his back.

Deep down, I liked him more and more. No, I fell in love with him uncontrollably. "Han Qixi, it's time to let go."

But he shook his head and whispered, "I'm afraid you'll run away and leave me."

He said this but still let her go. He raised his slender jade hand and gently stroked his cheek. Han Qixi grabbed her hand and bit her wrist.

A scent that was unique to him was getting stronger and stronger, and it smelled reassuring and pleasant.

"Mu Huayan, don't run away or I will find you no matter where you are."

Han Qixi's warm breath hit her face and when she came back to her senses, a touch of coldness fell on her lips. He kissed her very domineeringly and fiercely.

She forgot to think and didn't want to think. She just wanted to hold him and let him kiss her. After a long time, the long kiss ended.

He looked at her rosy cheeks, and then set his eyes on her rosy lips. She felt numb all over and dizzy from his kiss.

She collapsed exhausted in his arms, gasping for breath. Han Qixi hugged the beauty in his arms tightly.

"Senior sister, you just..."

Tang Xuanze looked up and happened to see the two of them hugging each other. He immediately realized that he had come at the wrong time. Bai Yu walked up and quickly pulled him away.

In fact, the two of them were hunched over and watching this scene.

"I... won't run away."

She pushed Han Qixi away and spoke softly, and they smiled at each other, but Mu Huayan did not and did not dare to tell Han Qixi that she was going to bring people back to the sect.

At 3 pm in the afternoon, Mu Huayan brought Tang Xuanze and Su Wangyou back to the sect, and asked Mu Qing to take them to go through the formalities of joining the sect.

An hour later, the two went to Xingjiu Pavilion to select suitable magic tools and find the skills that suited their own conditions.

When Mu Huayan returned to the sect, she found that there were many more disciples. It seemed that Feng Yichen had recruited many disciples recently.

Among them, there were many fellow disciples who recognized Bai Ze Xian Zun, namely Gu Zi'an, as their master. After Mu Qing knew that she had returned, she stuck to them again.

She told Mu Huayan that recently many people from the Blood Demon Sect had tried to disguise themselves as independent cultivators and enter the sect.

Fortunately, they were intercepted by the elders, so they escaped unharmed.

"Senior Sister, and Sister Xia Kui's children have all grown up..."

Mu Huayan listened to her words absentmindedly. Two figures flashed in Xingjiu Pavilion. Tang Xuanze and the other man had succeeded.

"Meet Senior Sister Mu."

She glanced at the two of them and nodded, "Senior Sister, now that you're back..."

Before he finished speaking, two playful voices rang out, and several people subconsciously looked in the direction of the voices.

"Your strength cannot catch up with mine." Mo Jinyue was wearing a goose yellow dress, her skin was as white as jade, and she had become a graceful young girl.

"That's not necessarily true. Look at me..." Mo Zicheng gathered a ball of spiritual power in his palm, which he instantly extinguished when he saw Mu Huayan and the others.

Mo Jinyue bumped into Mu Huayan's shoulder with a "ah". She subconsciously turned around and jumped back, "Sister Mu..."

"You are... Mo Jinyue?"

The visitor smiled and nodded. Her smile was bright and warm like the rising sun. The few of them happily chatted for a quarter of an hour.

When she was about to leave, the news of her return spread in the sect, and many people came to the gate of Xingjiu Pavilion to greet Mu Huayan and even gave her gifts.

Amid the crowd, a thin figure finally squeezed in. When she accidentally tripped, Su Wangyou steadied her.

"Senior Sister Mu, can you take me with you to carry out the mission?"

"Anita Buddha, Jiu Zhao can't really help your clan these days, so I guess Miss Mu must be in need of help."

"Senior Sister Mu, please take me with you."

"Senior sister, look at me. I'm not bad either. Take me with you."

"Sister, I want to go with you too."

"......"

Mu Huayan greeted them with a smile and responded to them patiently. There were also many people who asked her for advice and she would also patiently give them advice.

After some questioning, Su Wangyou finally understood that she was the chief disciple of Master Feng of the Shenyangtian Sect, and her master was also Master Feng.

I heard that he has accepted quite a few disciples. It can be said that more than half of the fellow disciples in the sect are his disciples.

"Sister Yan'er, you're back!"

Duan Qiuran's voice rang out in the air, and a moment later he appeared in front of Mu Huayan. However, he could see the sadness in his sister's eyes at a glance.

The crowd around him said in unison: "Greetings, Elder Duan."

"Well, I'm back."

Duan Qiuran took her to a quiet place and lay on the lawn and chatted for a long time. He left only after seeing her smile of joy from the bottom of her heart.