“Then can’t you give it to your disciples? Liang Yan and Song Qingfeng don’t have it, right?” Yijian frowned.
He was also afraid that Lingxu would not agree. Only a fire spirit might tempt Lingxu.
Lingxu pondered for a moment and made a decision. He turned around and looked at Master Yijian, “Well, I can consider taking her in, but she’s indeed not suitable to be our last disciple.”
Yijian was overjoyed. What he wanted was the Marrow-cleansing Gold from Lingxu’s injury. It did not matter whether she was going to be a closed-door disciple or not. “It doesn’t matter!”
Just as Lingxu was about to heave a sigh of relief, he heard Yijian ask nervously, “Master Lingxu, if that’s the case, then how about the… Marrow-cleansing Gold…?”
“Since they are already my disciples, I will naturally think for them,” Lingxu replied.
Master Lingxu knew that it was very important for the sect to have a disciple with a heavenly spirit root. Now that Yijian had come looking for him, if he did not agree, the next person to come would most likely be the Sect Master.
Yijian instantly relaxed and said, “I thank Master Lingxu on behalf of my beloved disciple Chi Yan.”
After sending off the sword, Liang Yan frowned.
This was something that had already been decided, but such an accident had happened.
However, Dong Xi’s talent was outstanding, and her comprehension ability was extremely high.
If not, he could make an exception and take in a disciple.
He could accept disciples when he reached the Golden Core stage, but he and Song Qingfeng were not old and did not have the patience to teach disciples, so they never mentioned this.
“Master, about Dong Xi…” He was just about to say his thoughts of taking in a disciple.
“This year, we’ll take in Chi Yan and Dong Xi as disciples. With Chi Yan as a cover, no one will notice that little trash.”
He called her a little trash, but he could not hide the smile on his face.
Liang Yan was slightly taken aback, but he soon understood.
Chi Yan’s aptitude was outstanding, and she received a lot of attention as soon as she entered the sect. With her in front, Dong Xi’s aptitude was so ordinary that it would not attract anyone’s attention.
…
Dong Xi herself did not know that there was such an unforeseen event, and she did not know that she had almost become the disciple of her Eldest Senior Brother.
After returning to her residence, she cultivated for an entire night. Just as she was about to participate in the second round of selection, she received a voice transmission talisman from her Eldest Senior Brother.
The yellow talisman paper was burned away bit by bit, and Liang Yan’s cold voice rang out, “Master has already decided on a disciple, so the second round is canceled.”
Dong Xi was stunned. There was no need to continue? That’s good too. When it comes to pill refining, whether it’s cultivation or aptitude, she could not compare to the others.
However, she did not know who the disciple Master Lingxu had chosen was. It was said that many of the inner sect disciples would be participating in the selection, and even people from the Sword Sect would come.
There were many talents, many of which she did not know, but Chi Yan of the Sword Sect knew them.
Could it be that a disciple could join several sects? Just like how the university in her previous life allowed him to take elective classes? Did that mean that she could also go to the Sword Sect to study in the future?
Dong Xi did not expect that she would be the one chosen. It was not until evening that the restriction outside the house was triggered.
Dong Xi immediately went out to check, but she did not see anything.
Looking around in confusion, she was about to turn around and enter the house when a strong wind came from behind.
She subconsciously dodged to the side and saw a white jade token appear in front of her.
An inner disciple token?
Dong Xi was stunned. He turned around and saw Song Qingfeng on a tree not far away.
He crossed his arms and sat on the branch with one foot suspended in the air. The setting sun fell on him, and the breeze was just right, blowing his long hair and clothes. He looked like a banished Immortal.
However, the smile on his face was not serious at all. “Little Daoist Nun, I haven’t seen you for a few days. How have you been?”
Dong Xi frowned. This guy seemed to be single, right? With such a talkative mouth, no matter how perfect his face was, it would not be able to save him.
“I’m not a Daoist Nun!”
Song Qingfeng glanced at the ponytail and said, “Ah? Did you change your hairstyle? However, you’re still a Little Daoist Nun!”
Dong Xi did not bother to argue with him and asked with a serious expression, “Second Senior Brother, a sneak attack from behind is not a righteous act.”
Song Qingfeng looked at her and smiled. “This isn’t a sneak attack. I went through great trouble bringing you the token. Also… you might have some misunderstanding about me. I’m not a gentleman.”
Dong Xi looked at the token hanging in the air and looked up at Song Qingfeng, “Senior brother, is the token for me?”
This was the identity token of an inner sect disciple!
“Who else could it be if not for you? Take it and see for yourself, your name is on it,” Song Qingfeng said.
Only then did Dong Xi reach out to take the token. The white jade token felt warm to the touch, and the words ‘Ningtian Sect’ appeared on it.
Dong Xi turned it over and looked at the back, but there was nothing. She was puzzled.
Seeing this, Song Qingfeng laughed, “Junior Sister, bind it with blood.”