The Emperor gave too much, and the system, dissatisfied, has turned evil.

Chapter 744 The timid patriarch accepts disciples based solely on fate!

The Qingyun Dynasty was bustling with activity, as countless cultivators eagerly awaited the return of the Ancestor!

They were all as anxious as ants on a hot pan, muttering to themselves.

"Oh dear, is the cowardly patriarch not coming back? What are we going to do?!"

A plump cultivator said with a worried expression.

"No, no! The coward said he'd be back in three days, so let's just wait patiently."

The skinny guy next to him patted him on the shoulder.

"Hey, why do you think the Cowardly Ancestor took that girl back? It's so strange!" A short cultivator blinked and asked curiously.

"Haha, how could you or I possibly guess what the coward is thinking? Just shut your mouth!" a bearded middle-aged man said with a laugh.

Inside the palace, Zhao Tianyu was extremely anxious, as restless as a monkey's bottom, unable to sit still.

Zhao Yanran and Bulgari, mother and daughter, kept darting around, their eyes darting back and forth, each seemingly plotting something.

Looking around, Zhuo Yifan, Yin Wuque, and Wei Piaomiao were leisurely drinking the finest pre-rain Longjing tea from the palace.

That taste was absolutely wonderful!

They simply grabbed the teapot and gulped down their tea, which made Zhao Tianyu's heart ache; it felt like his heart was bleeding.

"Fellow Daoists! I never imagined that the small Qingyun Dynasty would possess such exquisite jade dew!"

"Don't laugh at me, but after drinking this tea, I look down on all the cheap stuff in the house!" Wei Piaomiao said, glancing deliberately at Zhao Tianyu beside her.

Zhao Tianyu's lips twitched, and he quickly put on a fawning smile.

"If Ancestor Piaomiao is pleased, there are still ten catties of goods in the imperial treasury, all of which will be given to you!"

Yin Wuque and Zhuo Yifan were immediately displeased upon hearing this.

What does this mean? Does it mean they look down on us?

About to have an attack.

Just then, someone shouted at the top of their lungs, "The cowardly patriarch is back!"

wow!

In the sky, seven enormous dragons stood, their imposing presence simply awe-inspiring.

It fell down from the sky with a "whoosh"!

They exuded a terrifying aura, and their bangs were so unique and eye-catching.

At this moment, everyone noticed that besides the patriarch, there was also a super beautiful and lively girl on the dragon's back.

Immediately, everyone erupted into a frenzy of speculation.

"Wow, who is this girl? Could she be the old flame of the cowardly patriarch?"

A gossipy practitioner winked and said.

"Haha, I never expected that our ancestor, despite his advanced age, is still young at heart! He is truly a role model for us all!" another cultivator said with a grin.

Li Congxin looked at the noisy group of people and shook his head helplessly.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Hey, hey, hey, all of you, shut up! Listen to me!"

Everyone immediately quieted down, pricking up their ears to listen to what the patriarch had to say. "This young girl, she's not my old flame, she's my newly accepted disciple, named Zhao Ling'er! From now on, you'll all have to take good care of her!"

Li Congxin said.

He did this so that his new apprentice could make a good appearance in Qingzhou and intimidate everyone else, so that Zhao Ling'er would not be bullied in the future.

After all, among all the disciples, Zhao Ling'er's cultivation level is currently the weakest!

The cultivation world is extremely dangerous, with many treacherous individuals in human form; it's always good to be on guard.

"Oh, I see." Everyone nodded in agreement.

"It's alright, it's alright, Ancestor, please rest assured, your disciple is our friend!"

"Yes, the coward's people are our people, and the coward's wife is our... cough cough!"

These guys were getting more and more outrageous, and Li Congxin almost lost his temper and wiped them all out with one palm strike.

Zhao Ling'er blushed and bowed to everyone, saying sweetly, "Hello everyone, please take care of me in the future."

Inside the palace, Zhao Tianyu, Bulgari, and Zhao Yanran were so shocked that their scalps tingled and their eyes almost popped out.

"Holy crap! That brat actually became the disciple of the Cowardly Ancestor!" Zhao Tianyu exclaimed in disbelief.

"And has she undergone a complete transformation? She used to be so ugly, but now she's so beautiful, like a goddess!"

Bulgari's mouth dropped open.

Zhao Yanran was so jealous that her eyes were practically spitting fire. She gritted her teeth and said, "This brat is prettier than me now. What's going on?"

Wei Piaomiao and the other two had their pupils contracted in surprise as they discovered that Zhao Ling'er already possessed a kind of immortal aura.

"How...how did they do that?" Wei Piaomiao murmured to herself. *Whoosh!*

At this moment, Li Congxin landed in the palace with Zhao Ling'er.

Suppressing her jealousy, Zhao Yanran walked over and forced a smile as she said to Li Congxin, "Master Coward, please accept me as your disciple!"

"I deliberately turned down three senior colleagues these past three days, just to wait for you to come back!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Piaomiao and the other two were so angry they almost went berserk.

Wei Piaomiao pointed at Zhao Yanran and scolded, "You brat, the patriarch only accepts disciples based on fate. Do you think you can just become one because you want to?"

Zhuo Yifan chimed in, "That's right, that's right! Our three ancestors kindly accepted you as their disciple, and you're so ungrateful! You're truly blind!"

Yin Wuque rolled his eyes and said, "I think you should stop dreaming and go back to your cultivation!"

The three men were so angry they were practically crooked, and they no longer wanted to take Zhao Yanran as their disciple.

If we take this ungrateful wretch back, he'll most likely betray his master and destroy his ancestors if he becomes powerful in the future!

Zhao Yanran's face flushed red and then turned pale as they spoke. She stomped her foot and said, "Hmph, I will definitely become the disciple of the Cowardly Ancestor!"

She had great ambitions, and when she heard her father say that Li Congxin was the only one of the four who had ever defeated a true immortal.

At that moment, she made up her mind: either she wouldn't become an apprentice at all, or she would become the strongest apprentice!

Although she saw Li Congxin return with Zhao Ling'er, she didn't care at all.

After all, he possessed a Saint-grade Fire Spirit Root. Was such a powerful spiritual root not enough to tempt the Cowardly Ancestor?

If even the tyrannical patriarch can accept me as a disciple, then what is Zhao Ling'er?

Zhao Yanran's wishful thinking was going perfectly. Li Congxin laughed heartily, patted Zhao Yanran on the shoulder, and said, "Little girl, it's good that you have such ambition, but I don't just take on disciples casually!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yanran quickly said, "Master, I will definitely work hard, please accept me!"

Li Congxin's face instantly hardened, and he said coldly, "I don't accept disciples with Saint-grade Fire Spirit Roots, but I'll take all others!"

"Huh?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and muttered to themselves.

Is this guy really that unconventional?

Zhao Yanran's heart skipped a beat, thinking: Oh no, what should I do? Why is he so special?

Everyone else would kill for a sacred-grade fire spirit root, but he doesn't want it. What should we do?

Zhao Yanran looked embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

She hesitated for a moment, then mustered her courage and said, "Please, Ancestor, show me the way. What would it take for you to accept me as your disciple?" Li Congxin replied coldly, "Unless you dig out the Saint-grade Fire Spirit Root and return it to its master!"

Zhao Yanran was startled and blurted out, "You want me to return the Saint-grade Fire Spirit Root to this little bitch? How could that be possible?"

Wow!

She secretly regretted her words; now she was in big trouble.

This statement is tantamount to admitting that the Sacred Fire Spirit originally belonged to Zhao Ling'er!

The entire audience erupted in uproar, and everyone began to discuss it amongst themselves.

"That Zhao Yanran is so shameless! She actually stole her own sister's things!"

"That's fucking shameless! And he says it so confidently!"

"That's too much! I want to slap her!" All sorts of nasty words were hurled at Zhao Yanran, making her feel utterly ashamed.

Her face flushed red, and she felt both ashamed and scared, thinking that she was doomed.

Now that everyone knows, how am I supposed to face people?

I could only grit my teeth and shamelessly force myself to endure it.

After his initial shock, Zhao Tianyu walked over and slapped Zhao Yanran across the face.

Snapped!

He pointed at Zhao Yanran's nose and cursed, "You beast! You even harmed your own sister!"

Zhao Tianyu was filled with anger and disappointment. He never imagined that his daughter would do such a thing. She had utterly disgraced him.

Seeing her daughter being beaten, Bulgari hugged Zhao Yanran tightly, heartbroken. Bulgari's mind was also in turmoil; she thought to herself, "How could I have come up with such a terrible idea, and even hired someone to do it!"

Now that everyone knows, what are we going to do?