The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

Upon hearing this, Yan Chuan just smiled.

Jiang Shuncheng stared at the alchemy cauldron, his fingers unconsciously tracing the few strands of graying beard as he babbled, "But I heard that your master accepted a new disciple yesterday, and she's a very beautiful girl."

As he spoke, a hint of curiosity and gossip flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Yan Chuan nodded: "Yes, I accepted a junior sister."

Jiang Shuncheng looked at the alchemy cauldron in Yan Chuan's hand with a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "Hey, this cauldron, is it for her to refine?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Chuan nodded again. Although he was preparing to refine three, it was hard to say who would eventually get the cauldron.

The next moment, Jiang Shuncheng sighed, "But I feel your master was a little careless in selecting inner disciples this time. I've also had my eye on Jiang Yingxue. After all, she has a single spiritual root, but she's too weak and really not suited for sword cultivation. I didn't expect your master to accept her into his sect just for you."

When Yan Chuan heard this, his heart suddenly shook, his brows furrowed slightly, and a sense of unease suddenly surged in his heart. He subconsciously asked, "What do you mean, Master accepted her as his disciple for me?"

Jiang Shuncheng glanced at Yan Chuan with a playful smile on his face. He shook the wine jug in his hand and said vaguely, "Ah, your master is a straightforward person who speaks his mind. Don't be shy. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Yan Chuan frowned even tighter, wondering, "No, Peak Master, why didn't I understand?"

Jiang Shuncheng looked at him with an expression that said, "Are you still pretending to be nice to me?" He raised his finger and pointed at Yan Chuan, his tone full of teasing: "Oh, you're shy, aren't you? I've been through this myself. Your master has already told me that yesterday, when it was raining heavily, you were kneeling outside the door in the rain, begging him to accept Jiang Yingxue as an inner disciple. I never thought that someone as cold and aloof as you would normally be would be swept away by love. Your master said that you loved that woman to death and couldn't extricate yourself. He softened his heart and agreed because you had been trying to be his good disciple for so many years."

After hearing Jiang Shuncheng's words, Yan Chuan felt his head buzz, and he was in a daze for a moment. What the hell was going on? Yesterday, he asked his master to come up with a good explanation for the public, but instead, his master made up a story and put the blame on him?

He rubbed his brows with a headache. He was already exhausted after concentrating on refining the cauldron for a whole day, and now he heard such a ridiculous rumor.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the helplessness and irritation in his heart, and explained in a calm tone, "Peak Master, I think there must be some misunderstanding here. Master has his own reasons for accepting her as a disciple, and it is definitely not what you think. I also have no intention of getting involved in any love affairs between men and women, please don't misunderstand."

Jiang Shuncheng shook the wine jug and stared at Yan Chuan with his drunken eyes, his face full of disapproval.

After hearing Yan Chuan's explanation, he shook his head and said with an indistinct smile, "Oh my, look at my mouth. I promised your master not to tell anyone, but after a few drinks, I blurted it all out. That's right, you're right. It's not true at all. It's a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding."

Having said that, his drunken appearance still had a hint of mockery in it.

Yan Chuan felt helpless, but before he could say anything more, Jiang Shuncheng yawned lazily, staggered onto the couch, lay down and fell into a deep sleep. His snoring instantly filled the entire refining pavilion.

Seeing this, Yan Chuan took a deep breath. He looked at the tripod in his hand and thought it was time to go back and confront his master.

In the room of the First Peak Master, Yan Chuan didn't even knock on the door, but broke in angrily.

He placed the alchemy cauldron he had just finished refining heavily on the table and said, "Master, do you still owe me an explanation?"

Yan Chuan's voice was cold, but his eyes were full of suppressed anger.

At this time, Wan Jinan was half lying on the bed, flipping through a storybook leisurely without even lifting his eyelids.

Hearing Yan Chuan's aggressive voice, he lazily glanced at the alchemy cauldron on the table. The moment he saw the cauldron, a hint of surprise immediately appeared on his face. He quickly threw the book in his hand aside, ran over, and picked up the cauldron with both hands, carefully examining its quality and carving, his eyes full of admiration.

"Wow, this color, this quality, wow, it's really good! If I sell it, I'll probably get a lot of spirit stones. You must have put a lot of thought into it. Thank you for your hard work, my good disciple!"

He was smiling broadly, as if completely oblivious to Yan Chuan's anger.

"By the way, what did you just say? What explanation?" Wan Jinan asked casually, his eyes still reluctant to move away from the alchemy cauldron.

Yan Chuan looked at Wan Jinan's nonchalant expression, and the fire in his heart suddenly jumped up. He clenched his fists in his sleeves, but he tried to maintain his outward composure. His voice was cold and calm: "I ran into Master Jiang Feng in the Refining Pavilion today. Guess what he said to me?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Jinan paused, pursing his lips guiltily, a subtle expression on his face. His eyes flickered slightly, and he tried to mask his inner uneasiness with an innocent tone: "That old guy? He's always drunk, and when he's drunk, he can say anything. How would I know what he said to you?"

Yan Chuan sneered, his eyes blazing. "How about you tell me, Master, how did you explain it to the other Peak Masters? Did you say that I knelt in the rain and begged you to accept Jiang Yingxue as an inner disciple? Did you say that I loved her to death and couldn't help myself?"

Wan Jinan laughed awkwardly twice, feeling guilty, trying to cover up his inner panic with laughter.

"Hahahahaha, what did you say I said? I said that Old Jiang likes to drink and talk nonsense. I didn't say that. I just told them that it rained heavily yesterday and that I accepted a beautiful female apprentice. You seemed to know her and agreed to my taking her as my apprentice. The rest was all made up by their own imagination."

"Isn't it because you're being so vague that others might misunderstand you? I'm truly impressed by you." Yan Chuan closed his eyes and sighed. Rather than anger, he was more speechless at this moment.

Seeing this, Wan Jinan realized that he had really angered his apprentice this time, and immediately started to play tricks, with an "innocent" expression on his face. He shrugged and said, "Anyway, I told them to shut up and stop asking questions. But the mouth is someone else's, and he's drunk and acting crazy. What can I do?"

"Forget it. Next time, explain to the various peak masters that you accepted Jiang Yingxue as your disciple because of her talent. Although Jiang Yingxue is weak, I will help her recuperate and improve her cultivation. This will also allow you to give an explanation to the other peak masters."

Upon hearing this, Wan Jinan's eyebrows immediately danced with joy, his eyes lighting up. He patted Yan Chuan's shoulder, his face filled with satisfaction and anticipation, his tone filled with undisguised admiration: "I told you you're my good disciple! Whether First Peak can regain its strength depends on you!"