Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

Su Lan just glanced at her and said nonchalantly, "Call me Acting Sect Leader or Uncle Su from now on. If you want to stay, you can live in the side yard."

"Oh, don't you live in the main courtyard? It's inconvenient to take care of you if you live too far away." Ling Ke'er was happy to hear the first half of the sentence, but she didn't expect the second half to make her confused.

Only then did she see two disciples wearing outer disciple uniforms standing behind Su Lan.

Su Xuezhu and her brother also realized that this senior sister should be the woman their master was talking about. They greeted her with a distant look but a smile on their faces.

"Hello, Senior Sister Ke'er," they said in unison.

Su Lan looked at Ling Ke'er's curious eyes and smiled playfully, "These are my new disciples, Su Xuezhu and Su Xiuqi. They will be your junior apprentices from now on."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the two of them, "Come in with me first."

Ling Ke'er hesitated for a moment and followed the two into the main courtyard. The servant obediently brought two cups of spiritual tea. Su Lan sat in the main seat and waited for the two to perform the ceremony of paying homage to each other.

"Disciple Su Xuezhu/Su Xiuqi Pays Homage to Master"

The two of them took turns kneeling down and offering tea to Su Lan.

Su Lan took them one by one, took a sip, and put them down. Then she took out two Qiankun rings from her personal space and gave them to the two of them.

"This is a storage ring, crafted from the objects my master has collected over the years. It contains a vast space, capable of storing numerous items. You only need to drop a drop of blood to recognize it as your master, and from then on, it will be closely connected to you."

Su Lan's voice was gentle, with a hint of instruction in it. "The techniques and elixirs inside are all treasures suitable for those who practice with multiple spiritual roots. If you have any questions, you can always come and ask me again."

This was also the first time that Su Lan officially accepted disciples in the world of immortal cultivation. She could only take out these supplies first so that her disciples could study and practice on their own.

"Thank you, Master!" Su Xuezhu and Su Xiuqi were filled with gratitude as they took the heavy Qiankun Ring with both hands, feeling an inexplicable excitement in their hearts.

When they dropped a drop of blood as their master instructed, they immediately felt a wonderful power surging into their bodies. Then, they were pleasantly surprised to find that the things in the Qiankun Ring were beyond their imagination, enough for them to practice for hundreds of years.

Ling Ke'er, who was standing by, took in the two people's astonished expressions. She was secretly amazed in her heart. Without asking, she could guess that the things inside must be the best of the best.

She subconsciously clenched her fingers hidden in her sleeves, but accidentally cut her hand because she was too jealous.

When Ling Ke'er became his disciple, Cang Yi, as his master, also gave her a lot of treasures, but they were only a few sets of robes and defensive weapons, not even a storage ring.

"Master's Wife, oh, no, Master Su is really generous." Ling Ke'er's eager look made Su Lan laugh. "You can also ask your Master for it."

Su Lan asked the servants to take the two new disciples to their respective rooms to change into the clothes of personal disciples and familiarize themselves with the environment of the main peak.

Ling Ke'er's unhappiness grew stronger, as if a dark cloud had settled over her heart. She suppressed her frustration and, following Cang Yi's instructions, carefully brought over the prepared breakfast.

The steaming lotus seed buns exuded an alluring aroma, as if proclaiming their deliciousness. She whispered, "Master, this is the breakfast I prepared for you. My master loves these lotus seed buns the most..."

However, Su Lan only sighed softly and said slowly: "Oh~ But I have already been fasting and don't eat ordinary food. You can send it to Cang Yi."

Su Lan was not the original owner, who would be jealous because her husband ate breakfast made by her apprentice. After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the training room, leaving Ling Ke'er standing there alone, feeling unwilling.

Ling Ke'er looked at the breakfast in her hand, and an inexplicable anger surged in her heart. She couldn't help but mutter softly: "I don't want to serve an old woman like you. If my master hadn't asked me to do it..."

Before she could finish her words, a powerful spiritual power suddenly appeared out of nowhere and instantly sealed her mouth, making her unable to make a sound.

"If you want to say bad things about someone behind their back, you still need to wait until they leave." Su Lan's voice came from a distance, with a hint of majesty and dissatisfaction.

Ling Ke'er felt a chill on her back. She knew that she had angered Su Lan, and her heart was filled with fear. She could only run back to the side peak and ask her master for help to release the spiritual power that sealed her mouth.

Cang Yi was still leisurely sipping tea in his own courtyard. He knew that he could improve his cultivation by killing his wife without practicing, and was imagining what it would be like to become the sect leader.

Before she could imagine leading the sect to dominance, she saw the little disciple she had sent to Su Lan running back. She pointed at her mouth and whimpered. Cang Yi waved his wide sleeves, and the restraint on Ling Ke'er's mouth disappeared.

"Master, I don't want to go to that old witch anymore. She would rather give all the good things to two outer disciples with useless spiritual roots than to you, Master. Woo woo woo."

Ling Keer hugged her beloved man and started crying. Cang Yi thought Su Lan was jealous and was punishing his disciple, but he found something wrong: Su Lan actually accepted a disciple!!!

"Ke'er, don't cry. Why is she accepting any outer disciples?"

Ling Ke'er also stopped complaining and told Cang Yi what had just happened. When he heard that there were male disciples inside, Cang Yi felt like he was going to die, and he slammed the table hard to pieces.

"Master, Su Xiuqi is only ten years old." How could Ling Ke'er not understand the jealous look in the man's eyes? She curled her lips and continued dissatisfiedly, "One of them has three spiritual roots, and the other has four spiritual roots. They are simply useless, and yet they were accepted as personal disciples."

Ling Ke'er was chosen by Cang Yi because she also had a single wood spiritual root, so she was dissatisfied with being inferior to two useless people.

Cang Yi's face grew increasingly gloomy. This Su Lan was getting more and more outrageous, and those old guys didn't even bother to stop her. Thinking of his own plan, he asked about the "sedative" powder again, "Did you put the powder in her incense burner?"

"Don't worry, Master. I've already put it in there as you instructed. And she just rushed off to the training room. I guess she's busy practicing right now."

"If you ask me, Master, you should just divorce her. In this mortal world of ours, a woman like Uncle Master who doesn't respect her husband should be scorned and despised by everyone. It's truly outrageous!"

Cang Yi frowned slightly, seeming somewhat helpless, but still pretended not to notice Ling Ke'er's anxious look. He simply instructed her calmly, "Ke'er, you should hurry back and help me keep a good eye on my master's wife. Remember to quietly place the 'sedative' away and never let her notice anything unusual. If she suffers any injustice, return to my master immediately. I will definitely give you satisfactory compensation."

After saying this, he slowly pulled out an extremely finely crafted hairpin from his Qiankun bag. The hairpin emitted a faint glow, clearly a defensive spiritual weapon. Cang Yi carefully pinned it on Ling Ke'er's head and said earnestly, "This is a mid-grade defensive spiritual weapon, capable of withstanding the strongest blows from a Nascent Soul cultivator. You don't need to be afraid of your master's wife anymore. With this hairpin, you'll be safe."

Ling Ke'er blushed immediately, and she was secretly happy in her heart. Giving a hairpin to a girl means that he is interested in her, right?

Cang Yi also liked to see his little disciple's cute look, and touched her head gently.

Tuanzi in the system space used a photo stone to record this scene and keep it for use in attacking the male protagonist in the future.

When Su Lan arrived at the training room, he collected all the medicinal powder in the incense burner, replaced it with new incense and lit it, and was ready.

She slowly sat down on the cushion, crossed her legs, placed her hands naturally on her knees, closed her eyes slightly, and began to enter the state of cultivation.

The original owner of this world had a single water spiritual root, a talent that was unique in the world of immortal cultivation. The permanent ice spiritual root that Su Lan possessed complemented it perfectly. The two did not conflict, but rather merged with each other, allowing her to thrive on the path of cultivation and achieve twice the result with half the effort.

As she devoted herself to cultivation, dots of light blue spiritual energy formed circles around her like lively elves. They seemed to sense the powerful cultivation aura of Su Lan, and they all entered her body and slowly traveled along her meridians.

After five cycles, the cultivation of the middle Nascent Soul stage in her body actually began to loosen, as if she felt the signs of an impending breakthrough, but Su Lan forcibly suppressed it, thinking that now was not a good time for a breakthrough.