The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

At this moment, the unfamiliar elders present really took notice of this young disciple who had captured the heart of Venerable Huai Ci.

She was about twenty years old, with a condensed cultivation level. She seemed a little nervous, but her eyes had never wavered. She even vaguely observed the relationship between the two of them, and she was more accommodating to Venerable Huai Ci.

And this cultivation...

Many people looked at it again and examined it carefully. It was the peak of the Golden Core Realm?

At the peak of the Golden Core stage around the age of twenty? !

All those who can sit on the throne of the Venerable here were extremely talented geniuses in their time, possessing a character and talent that was one in a million.

They all recalled the time when they were twenty years old. It seemed that they were at most in the early stage of the Golden Core…

Unless one starts practicing from the age of eight, but the Delusion Immortal Sect’s minimum age for recruiting disciples is twelve, and disciples with basic self-care abilities…

Moreover, if she had such a talent, it would be impossible for her to be unknown in the sect. I haven't heard when Venerable Huai Ci accepted a disciple, but I think it has been no more than three years.

After pondering secretly, many elders couldn't help but feel regretful. How could such a talented person happen to be born in their Yufu Mountain!

Among them are several elders who are of the same generation as Sheng Qing and were in the same era as the Seven Wonders back then. They are elders who have been suppressed for thousands of years and are still struggling to breathe.

The vestments in their hands were about to be torn to pieces.

Not only was he suppressed, but with the appearance of Yu Mian, his younger generation would continue to be suppressed.

I'm so envious...

envy……

hatred……

Sheng Qing was not used to these looks. A hint of murderous aura emanated from his body, and those gazes instantly disappeared. One by one, they adjusted their clothes, straightened their sitting posture, smoothed their hair, and did all kinds of things.

Yu Mian squeezed Sheng Qing's hand. It was nothing wrong to just be looked at once or twice. Don't be jealous.

Sheng Qing gently hooked her palm with her fingertips as a response, but she continued to do her own thing. It was hard not to suspect that she was hooking her palm just for the sake of hooking her palm.

Yu Mian used his five fingers to cover her fingers, and gave her a sidelong look of disapproval, receiving a slightly smug smile in return.

The two of them exchanged glances as if no one was around...

Even Gu Ruci felt something was wrong, so she raised her hand and coughed softly, "Cough!"

"Then let's end today's meeting here..."

Upon hearing this, everyone present ran as fast as they could, and most of them disappeared without a trace.

As soon as Wang Zhi let go, he ran to Yu Mian and asked with some curiosity, "Then you should be my disciple's wife, right?"

Yu Mian didn’t know how to answer this question. After all, he hadn’t officially achieved enlightenment yet. Should he be considered an important disciple now?

“…right?” Yu Mian couldn’t figure out the generations.

After all, people in the world of immortal cultivation have very long lifespans, so it is easy for there to be layers upon layers of seniority, even more than a dozen layers.

"If you don't mind, you can just call me Yu Mian, or whatever you like." Although the person in front of him was a delicate and beautiful doll, his actual age and seniority were several times that of Sheng Qing, so he still had to show more respect.

"Yu Mian... Then I will call you Xiao Mian Mian!" Wang Zhi instantly gave Yu Mian a nickname, and then changed the topic and said, "Xiao Mian Mian, how come you like Shengsheng Qing?"

……

Yu Mian pondered over this question and recalled that it seemed to have started from the night of their first meeting when the snake woman climbed onto the bed.

We can't talk about things that are not suitable for children, right?

"She..." Yu Mian looked at Sheng Qing's pretty face, then looked at Wang Zhi's current appearance and mind, and finally squeezed out, "...beautiful..."

"That's right. My little disciple is really good-looking. No wonder he can get married!" When Wang Zhi praised Sheng Qing, he felt a sense of pride and shrugged his waist.

"You are also good-looking. I like you when I see you!" He said as he put his hands into his crimson robes and started to dig around. Finally, he took out a black lump and stuffed it into Yu Mian's hand. "Here you go!"

"What is this?" Yu Mian was curious.

"Food, the radix spatholobi, can help monks get pregnant!" He said it calmly, making Yu Mian's face turn red.

"No need." Sheng Qing rejected coldly, with a hint of gritted teeth.

Although this is a rare spiritual plant in the world, she will never allow anyone to divert Yu Mian's attention.

There is no need for other creatures to get involved between them.

"What?"

Wang Zhi was not afraid of Sheng Qing at all. He even tilted his head to look at the black-faced snake's expression. He waved his two tufts of hair, looked gossipy, and stared at Sheng Qing with his eyes wide open.

But Sheng Qing couldn't take any action because of his seniority.

This is an elder of the grandfather's generation.

She raised her hand, and a spiritual fire burned the red ribbon, turning Wang Zhi's hair back into a loose style, hanging down and covering her eyes.

"It is enough for me to tolerate you every few decades..."

There was a faint flame on Shengqing's fingertips, which made her face look sinister and scary, and her tone did not show any kindness at all.

Yu Mian tried to smooth things over, "Shengqing, the leader is still immature, don't be impulsive!"

Then he stuffed the Brahma root that had just been pushed to him back to Wang Zhi, "Thank you, handsome, strong and rich leader, for your kindness. I have no such intention with her."

"Please take it back!"

Wang Zhi looked at the returned gift and was a little confused for a moment. It had been hundreds of years since anyone had returned a gift to him.

Then his cheeks puffed up and his brows furrowed, "No, I'll give it to you as a gift. If you don't like it, I'll find something else to give you later!"

After he said that, he turned and ran away, throwing the black lump into Yu Mian's arms.

Sheng Qing clenched his fingers tightly, and just as he was about to rush out, he was pulled back by Yu Mian, who spoke in an anxious voice, "Sheng Qing!"

"...Although he still has a childlike innocence, he still has some minor problems caused by his elders. You have to bear with him..." She comforted the snake woman and then threw the things into her arms, "Is it up to you to deal with it?"

Sheng Qing's face, which originally contained a hint of anger, turned around and repeated it in a somewhat strange way, with light in his eyes.

"Let me do whatever I want?"

The words were repeated thousands of times in his mouth, with a clear meaning.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Mian raised his hand to cover her mouth, "Stop talking!"

The two left the main peak.

On the way back, Shengqing felt unhappy no matter how he thought about it.

We walked all the way back to the Yufu Palace, where the sun was setting and carp were leaping in the evening.

The two of them were rarely walking on the corridor inside the palace. The light shone obliquely from the eaves, making half of Shengqing's face dim, while the other half was hidden in the shadow.

Yu Mian was very happy. He had finally finished his training outside and could rest for two days. Next, he would prepare for the competition.

I need to increase the intensity of my training. How about letting Sheng Qing be my sparring partner?

As she was walking, her hand was suddenly grabbed. She turned around and saw Shengqing, who had suddenly become ill. He pulled her and coaxed her with a smile, "Let's go?"

"Mian'er..." Shengqing looked at her very seriously, as if there was something important to discuss, which made Yu Mian nervous for a moment.

"What's wrong?" The smile on Yu Mian's face disappeared instantly, and he responded with a hint of solemnity. Could it be that something big happened in the sect again?

Her heart lifted.

"Is it possible... not to reproduce?"