Chapter 1251: Chapter 1100: Tonight, Not a Single One Will Be Spared! Long Ye forced a smile and respectfully said, "Sect Leader Wen’s presence indeed commands the admiration of the younger generation."
"Do you truly wish to take me as your master?"
Wen Ping asked again.
Upon hearing the question, Long Ye was stunned for several seconds.
Take Wen Ping as his master?
He had never considered it!
After all, he was Wen Ping’s biological mother’s brother, making him Wen Ping’s uncle.
An uncle becoming a nephew’s disciple?
Of course, he could accept that.
But after accepting, how would he address Wen Ping’s mother, his third sister?
But if he didn’t admit it now, it would prove the elder brother’s nonsense and only worsen his impression in Wen Ping’s heart. Helpless, Long Ye could only nod in agreement.
"I do."
Wen Ping promptly agreed, "Alright! Since you genuinely wish to, this Sect Leader will certainly convince your father. I’m sure your father would be gratified to know you could take me as your master."
Upon hearing this, Long Ye was dumbfounded.
Could it be?
Sect Leader Wen, couldn’t you agree less hastily?
Though becoming your disciple is highly profitable, how will I face my sister then?
Do I really have to call her Master Aunt?
"Sect Leader Wen, isn’t this inappropriate..." At this moment, every part of Long Ye was filled with two words—Refusal.
Wen Ping, seeing this, snickered secretly and continued in a teasing manner, "There’s nothing wrong with it; unless you think this Sect Leader is unqualified to teach a mere Earth Unrestricted Lower Realm?"
"No, no, Sect Leader Wen, please don’t be angry. My second brother means no disrespect. Him being accepted as your disciple is already an immense blessing. However, my second brother has always feared our father and doesn’t dare to do things without his approval," Long Haomiao quickly interjected before Long Ye could explain, worried that Wen Ping might get upset over this.
Long Ye didn’t dare to speak at all now.
The more he said, the more mistakes he’d make.
So he simply stayed silent!
Fearing Wen Ping would become serious.
Wen Ping noticed how Long Ye was hiding behind Long Haomiao and couldn’t help but chuckle. He then thought of the matters concerning Zeming Palace and Thousand Crafts Sect and lost interest in continuing the joke, "In that case, I’ll reserve Long Ye as my disciple for now. If there’s nothing else, you may continue to wander around the Purple Treasure Pavilion. As for the Long Family, I will certainly visit another day!"
Hearing the last sentence, Long Haomiao immediately rejoiced, "The entire Long Family awaits Sect Leader Wen’s esteemed visit!"
After Wen Ping left, the smile on Long Haomiao’s face didn’t fade but grew even brighter.
Long Ye saw this, feeling quite helpless.
He was wondering whether to reveal the truth to his elder brother.
If his elder brother knew the truth, he definitely wouldn’t be smiling.
But after some consideration, he decided against it.
Since Sect Leader Wen chose not to speak now, he thought he should keep quiet as well to avoid unnecessary trouble.
At that moment, a hand was placed on Long Ye’s shoulder—it was Long Haomiao. "Good lad, to have caught the eye of the Immortal Sect’s Sect Leader. If we can marry our fourth or fifth sister into the Immortal Sect in the future, the alliance between the Long Family and the Immortal Sect will surpass most others."
While saying this, Long Haomiao set up a sound insulation barrier, his face brimming with anticipation.
Hearing those words, Long Ye took a deep look at the delighted Long Haomiao and the equally joyful clan elders behind him, and finally said helplessly, "Brother, you’d better look after yourself."
With that said, Long Ye walked away at a leisurely pace.
Meanwhile, Wen Ping instructed Celestial String to block everyone seeking him. He went to the third-floor corridor facing away from Six Directions Street. Zi Ran and You Yue were standing there, discussing the matter of Mingzhu.
Having experienced enough and lived long enough, You Yue was very decisive on the matter of Mingzhu, "Since this old one has agreed to join the Immortal Sect, and she, Mingzhu, no longer acknowledges the two of us, Mingzhu must not continue living, as she poses a threat to both the Purple Treasure Pavilion and you. This woman will never rest until she’s finished, so she cannot be allowed to live!"
But Zi Ran obviously didn’t care.
And did not want Mingzhu dead.
"Grandmother, rest assured, as long as the Sect Leader is here, she poses no threat to me. With her meager power and connections, she poses even less of a threat to the Purple Treasure Pavilion. Letting her die so easily is too easy for her."
"Do you hate her?"
"No hatred. Just feel that when you gave her kindness, she repaid with resentment. Such a person, death is truly too easy. She should live painfully and die old filled with regret and remorse."
"But she has gone mad; today she can dismiss centuries of enmity and ties with the Thousand Crafts Sect, saying her talk of not having a daughter or a mother, tomorrow she could harm you indiscriminately."
Obviously.
You Yue would not risk leaving Mingzhu alive.
She feared Mingzhu might become desperate and reckless.
But then, a voice suddenly appeared.
"Master You Yue, Zi Ran is right. Though the Immortal Sect needs to be wary of formidable foes, Mingzhu is certainly not one of them."