Chapter 751: Chapter 751 Xia Chaoge Changes Her Tune
If that’s the case.
Then it’s easy enough for him to handle on his own.
The only tricky part is…
Xu Youran and Liu Qingxian’s teachers might not agree to let their new disciples follow Jiang Fan to form a new team.
After all, among their older disciples, there must already be extrely capable teams.
Following them would obviously be easier to earn rits than following Jiang Fan.
He could only brace himself and approach Ye Cangyuan, cupping his hands and saying:
“Vice Pavilion Master Ye, I want to form a team and invite Xia Chaoge to join as a mber.”
“Would you give your approval?”
He could already imagine Ye Cangyuan’s rciless refusal.
Who would’ve thought—
Ye Cangyuan’s eyes suddenly lit up:
“Oh? You want to form a team?”
“How many people do you still need?”
“I have quite a few disciples under without strong teams yet. Can I hand them all over to you?”
He had personally witnessed Jiang Fan’s series of performances during the war between humans and demons.
No exaggeration, whenever soone follows Jiang Fan—even if it’s just a Spirit Beast—it ends up receiving enviable fortunes.
Take Nangong Xiaoyun’s little cow, Bai, for example.
Ever since it followed Jiang Fan once, its power skyrocketed.
After returning to the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, it clamors every day to seek out Brother Jiang Fan, much to Nangong Xiaoyun’s exasperation.
Now Jiang Fan was about to form another team, how could Ye Cangyuan pass up on this opportunity?
Uh—
Jiang Fan was montarily stunned and said, “Let’s start by adding Chaoge.”
“We’re completely unfamiliar with the underground world. It wouldn’t be good if we ended up dragging the Pavilion Master’s disciples down.”
Ye Cangyuan nodded and said, “Alright, adding one is better than none.”
“Chaoge, what do you think?”
Xia Chaoge was already sporting a smile, her lips lightly curving as she said:
“Well then, I’ll count on… Senior Brother’s care.”
Senior Brother?
In all fairness, they were all disciples of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion now, so calling each other senior and junior siblings wasn’t exactly wrong.
Yet Jiang Fan found it oddly unsettling.
He said, “Let’s stick with ‘Uncle Master.'”
After all, Shangguan Yun was still alive.
Properly adhering to the established hierarchy would avoid confusion.
Xia Chaoge pouted slightly, muttering softly:
“Uncle Master hasn’t taken enough advantage of yet.”
“Clearly, we’re about the sa age, yet I have to call him Uncle Master all the ti.”
Jiang Fan’s lips twitched slightly.
Pretending not to hear, he stepped toward Chen Zhengdao: “Vice Pavilion Master Chen?”
Chen Zhengdao had overheard Jiang Fan’s and Ye Cangyuan’s conversation.
With visible irritation, he said, “You sure know how to hide well, brat!”
“Finding you is harder than ascending to the heavens!”
Huh?
Jiang Fan blinked, looking bewildered.
Liu Qingxian covered her mouth with a chuckle: “When the nine-grade Spirit Root was detected, Vice Pavilion Master Chen had already started searching for you.”
“It’s just that you always hid so well.”
Chen Zhengdao shot her a glare, amused yet irritated: “Don’t act so superior.”
“Why did Jiang Fan end up becoming your father’s disciple?”
“Wasn’t it because you deduced he was the one with the nine-grade Spirit Root?”
“And then kept it hidden from , leaving the opportunities to your father?”
Liu Qingxian’s face reddened, and she stuck out her tongue sheepishly: “So Master had already guessed it?”
If, at first, Chen Zhengdao hadn’t realized it.
Once he discerned Jiang Fan’s true identity, reflecting on the past made things abundantly clear.
Thus, he sarcastically remarked, “You and your family are always so synchronized in your little sches.”
“I’ve had enough of you lot.”
“Fine, fine, go ahead. If I stop you all from teaming up, who knows what rumors you’d spread behind my back.”
Liu Qingxian giggled: “Thank you, Master, for supporting us.”
Jiang Fan cupped his hands respectfully: “I will take good care of Qingxian.”
“Jiang Fan!”
At that mont—
You Yunzi and Gu Huaxi approached, wearing somber expressions.
Trailing behind them were the visibly nervous Xu Youran and Chen Silin.
Jiang Fan’s scalp tingled with anxiety.
The two people he felt the guiltiest toward had shown up.
He cupped his hands apologetically and said: “Vice Pavilion Masters, the way things have unfolded is truly beyond this junior’s expectations.”
“I humbly ask for your forgiveness.”
These two Vice Pavilion Masters had invested the most effort in recruiting Jiang Fan.
Especially You Yunzi.
Yet, in their competition, all the benefits ended up falling into Shang Shiqiu’s lap.
You Yunzi and Gu Huaxi simply glared at Jiang Fan with grim faces, without uttering a word.
This made Jiang Fan feel even guiltier.
He retrieved the Turtle Breath Cloak and returned it to Gu Huaxi: “Your kind gesture, Vice Pavilion Master, was undeserved by this junior.”
“I return this treasure to its rightful owner.”
Then, turning to You Yunzi, he said: “The three Copper Coins from Vice Pavilion Master You have all been used up.”
“I’d like to offer you this pendant from the Demon Moon Priest as compensation.”
He pulled out the white bone necklace.
The crystals embedded in it could block a strike from Jiedan Eighth Layer cultivators.
Though its effectiveness wasn’t as good as the Copper Coins, it had the benefit of being abundant.
Seeing Jiang Fan so earnest in his deanor.
The two Vice Pavilion Masters found it hard to stay angry.
After a long silence, You Yunzi finally sighed: “Forget it.”
“This is all due to the rules of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion; the fault doesn’t lie entirely with you.”
“If there’s anyone to bla, it’s a certain short-sighted junior.”
Gu Huaxi wholeheartedly agreed.
She cast a sharp glare at Shang Shiqiu.
The more they thought about it, the angrier they beca.
The angrier they grew, the more they dwelled.
Especially when, ultimately, even Dharma Seal Vajra stepped in to initiate Jiang Fan’s conversion.
The rage reached its peak.
It turned out that Jiang Fan had actually been added to Dharma Seal Vajra’s conversion list.
He was absolutely destined to reach the Ninth Layer Perfection of Core Formation!
And if fortune favored him, he might even leap to the Nascent Soul Realm.
Imagine, when the elderly cultivators were basking in the sun and bragging about their illustrious exploits of the past.
One could casually ntion, “So-and-so Eminent One was my disciple.”
How impressive would that be?
But thanks to Shang Shiqiu snatching Jiang Fan away!
Their dreams of bragging in retirent were shattered.
With these thoughts swirling.
The two Vice Pavilion Masters glared daggers at Shang Shiqiu more fiercely.
Shang Shiqiu shuddered involuntarily: “Wait, what did I do wrong?”
“Why do you keep staring at like that?”
Not daring to linger under the watchful eyes of the two Vice Pavilion Masters, she said:
“Junior Brother Jiang, let take you to form the team.”
Jiang Fan nodded.
Handing over the Turtle Breath Cloak and white bone necklace individually to Gu Huaxi and You Yunzi.
He then departed along with Xia Chaoge, Liu Qingxian, and Liang Feiyan.
Under Shang Shiqiu’s guidance.
They reached the mission hall.
Inside the hall was a stern-faced, aloof youth who exuded an unfriendly aura.
It was Commissioner Luo Dongcheng.
Today happened to be his shift.
Upon seeing him, Shang Shiqiu’s expression twitched slightly.
This Commissioner Luo was infamous for his foul temper.
He frequently caused disputes with Nine-Sect disciples and had unresolved conflicts with disciples within the Heavenly chanism Pavilion as well.
The reason being his temper was simply too bad.
She cautiously greeted him: “Commissioner Luo, would you happen to be free right now?”
Luo Dongcheng was in a foul mood today.
His old partner Lin Yuheng had advanced to selecting disciples, while he remained a re commissioner.
Stuck in endless diocrity, with no foreseeable end in sight.
Hearing a disciple approach, his irritation flared: “I’m not free!”
Shang Shiqiu felt awkward and turned to Jiang Fan, saying, “Junior Brother Jiang, maybe we should co back another ti?”
She wasn’t capable of dealing with soone like Commissioner Luo.
Only veteran disciples could really manage him.
Jiang Fan touched his nose, stepped forward, and said, “Commissioner Luo, I’d like to form a team.”
“Could you grant a little convenience?”
Huh?
Recognizing the familiar voice, Luo Dongcheng’s head shot up.
His face broke into a joyous grin: “Ah! It’s you!”
He hurriedly erged from behind the counter to greet Jiang Fan.
Shoving Shang Shiqiu aside as if she were in the way.
“Junior Brother Jiang, why, it’s you! Please, have a seat, have a seat.”
“Sobody, bring tea!”
His hospitality toward Jiang Fan surpassed even that toward the Vice Pavilion Masters.
This left Shang Shiqiu a bit dazed.
For a mont, she couldn’t quite figure out.
Between herself and Jiang Fan, who was truly the newcor disciple.
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