“What’s wrong with these people? Why are they rejecting such an opportunity?”
Su Yu'er scratched her head, watching the group of people leave in anger, clearly not understanding why they were upset.
However, not everyone had left. There was still one girl remaining in the room.
Her name was Bai Mei.
Unlike the other female disciples who had been there earlier, she didn’t carry an air of arrogance. Her attire was also much simpler, but her delicate and pretty face was exceptionally charming, with a natural allure that seemed innate rather than forced.
In fact, this female disciple was different from the others in more ways than one, at least in terms of status and background.
While the others were all top talents of their respective sects, she was just an ordinary inner disciple of the Flying Spirit Sect.
Her acquaintance with Su Yu'er had been purely coincidental.
She never expected that Su Yu'er would extend an invitation to her, which left her feeling both flattered and overwhelmed.
“Su… Miss Su, if I say I’m willing, can you agree to one condition?” she asked cautiously, looking up.
“Oh, you’re willing?” Su Yu'er exclaimed excitedly. “As long as you’re willing, I’ll agree to any condition!”
“I… I want to join the Yunjie Sect. Is that possible?” Bai Mei asked timidly, her head slightly lowered.
“Huh? Aren’t you from the Flying Spirit Sect?” Su Yu'er asked, puzzled.
Bai Mei lowered her head and began to recount her story in detail.
It turned out that when the Flying Spirit Sect followed the masses from the Heavenly Domain to the Nine Realms, she had caught the eye of Wen Chengyu, the top disciple of the Fengyun Sect, who wanted to take her as a concubine.
Back in the Heavenly Domain, Wen Chengyu’s reputation was well-known. He had taken countless concubines, none of whom met a good end, largely due to the cultivation techniques he practiced. Naturally, Bai Mei refused to submit to him.
However, she never expected that Wen Chengyu would use his sect to pressure her.
Although both were considered “Jie Sects,” the differences between them were vast.
A sect with a high-level Jie Realm cultivator was called a Jie Sect.
A sect with a Seventh-Level Jie Realm cultivator was one thing, but a Ninth-Level Jie Realm cultivator was on a completely different level.
Moreover, sects like the Tianbi Sect, which possessed spirit ships, were even more formidable.
The Flying Spirit Sect’s patriarch was only a Seventh-Level Jie Realm expert, while the Fengyun Sect had a Ninth-Level Jie Realm cultivator and at least two spirit ships.
In essence, the Fengyun Sect was one of the most powerful sects, second only to the Daoist Sects.
Under the Fengyun Sect’s pressure, the Flying Spirit Sect couldn’t possibly protect a mere inner disciple like her and was even willing to hand her over.
With no other choice, Bai Mei fled the Flying Spirit Sect.
But escaping the sect didn’t solve her problem, as the Fengyun Sect could easily track her down.
That was why she wanted to join the Yunjie Sect—she needed a powerful backer who could protect her.
However, she already knew the likely outcome.
She had only brought it up out of desperation, fully expecting Su Yu'er to refuse.
After all, if the Yunjie Sect took her in, it would mean opposing the Fengyun Sect.
If she were some prodigious talent or an unparalleled genius, it might have been worth it, but she was just an ordinary inner disciple. It simply wasn’t worth antagonizing the Fengyun Sect over her.
To her surprise, Su Yu'er agreed without a second thought.
Bai Mei was completely stunned.
No further consideration?
This was a matter that could potentially offend the Fengyun Sect!
Wasn’t this too reckless?
“Miss Su, can… can you really make this decision?” Bai Mei couldn’t help but ask, though she felt a flicker of hope.
At this point, as long as she didn’t fall into Wen Chengyu’s clutches, she would be satisfied.
As for serving Su Yu'er’s so-called “big brother,” no matter what, it had to be better than ending up with Wen Chengyu.
“I’ll go talk to my master right now. As for you, get yourself ready. We’ll leave soon!”
With a wave of her hand, Su Yu'er left the room and went straight to find Guan Ling.
“You… you… how could you agree to this?”
Guan Ling stomped his feet in frustration upon hearing Su Yu'er’s explanation.
He never expected his disciple to be so thoughtless as to agree so readily.
“Yu'er, Yu'er, if this Bai Mei had even a shred of talent, it might have been worth protecting her. But with her level of ability, it’s not worth offending the Fengyun Sect over her!” Guan Ling rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.
“I don’t care. You have to agree.”
Su Yu'er pouted, her expression stubborn.
“And another thing, you need to explain to me what this ‘big brother’ of yours is all about!” Guan Ling snapped irritably. “Not only did you bring in this Bai Mei, but you’re also gathering female disciples from other sects to serve him. What’s going on?”
“He’s my dear Brother Lou. He’s guided me on my path, and he’s incredibly powerful,” Su Yu'er said, tilting her head. “Anyway, don’t worry about it. Just agree. Your beloved disciple wouldn’t do anything to harm you.”
“Ah, what am I going to do with you…”
Guan Ling sighed deeply, trembling with frustration.
The other elders, however, chuckled and tried to calm him down.
“Let it go, let it go. As long as the girl’s happy, just let her have her way. The Fengyun Sect may be powerful, but they’re not going to start a war over someone like Bai Mei. At most, they’ll apply some pressure,” one of the elders said.
“I know that, but this Bai Mei… if she had even a bit of talent, it might be worth it. But as it stands, it’s just not worth the trouble!”
Guan Ling shook his head in exasperation.
“That’s not true,” Su Yu'er said seriously. “Once Bai Mei receives Brother Lou’s guidance, she’ll become incredibly powerful.”
“Guidance my foot! You can’t turn a lump of dung into gold! How could she possibly become powerful? What kind of nonsense have you been fed? Tell me!” Guan Ling was seething with anger.
“I don’t care. You have to agree!”
Su Yu'er stomped her foot, turning her head away stubbornly.
Tears began to well up in her large eyes.
Guan Ling looked at Su Yu'er with a mix of frustration and helplessness. Seeing the tears in her eyes, he finally relented with a wave of his hand.
“Hehe, thank you, Master.”
Su Yu'er instantly brightened up, tugging at Guan Ling’s beard playfully before skipping out of the room.