Tian Yuan frowned. His disciple had many good qualities, but his temperament was still not steady enough.
Only then did Ye Tianfeng remember that his master was still there. He hurriedly suppressed the anger surging within him and said, "Master, I was too agitated just now, so that's why..."
"It's all right, but with such a temper, it's hard for you to take on major responsibilities. Learn more from others," Tian Yuan sighed helplessly. "By the way, a genius was discovered in the recent test, a genius so extraordinary that even Master Wu Yu had a mind to take them on as a disciple."
Ye Tianfeng's eyes flashed with surprise.
He had been in the Qingyun Sect for more than a decade. How could he not understand Master Wu Yu's temperament? That old man was extremely proud and sharp-eyed. He had once wanted to become his disciple, only to be ruthlessly rejected.
Given his status in the Qingyun Sect, being accepted as a disciple would have allowed him to walk unchallenged within it.
"I wonder what kind of genius could make Master Wu Yu have the heart to take in a disciple?"
He was also very curious about who could catch the eye of someone as discerning as Master Wu Yu.
"It is a young girl, probably in her teens," Tian Yuan smiled slightly, "but we do not know her name, not even her identity. I'm telling you this not because I want you to find her, but because your movements as a Qingyun Sect member would be too conspicuous and attract attention from other factions. Master Wu Yu has already made it clear that no one must know about this. But I'm telling you this to make you understand that there are also top-notch geniuses in Feng City. If you want the woman you like to win the upcoming competition, it might be difficult."
Ye Tianfeng's heart sank. "Master Wu Yu, even if Ting'er gets second place, Grandpa Emperor wouldn't have anything to say."
"Indeed," Master Tianyuan stood up and said, "but to enter the Qingyun Sect, she must get first place. Given your identity as both the Heir of Jing King and a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, don't you want her to achieve first place? Rest assured, I am always prepared."
His heart suddenly stirred, and Ye Tianfeng looked at Tianyuan. "Master means..."
"Hehe," Tian Yuan stroked his beard and smiled slightly, "I recall you mentioned that this woman is a third-rank martial artist. I have here a Green Origin Pill that can help her enhance her strength. Let's go. I will accompany you to see if that woman is worthy of my disciple."
The Green Origin Pill could help martial artists below the fifth rank advance by one rank, but it could only be taken once in a lifetime.
Ye Tianfeng became instantly excited. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he said, "Then I thank master on Ting'er's behalf."
In the Mu Family, since Mu Qing's return, the place had been bustling with joy.
Mu Tingting and Mu Yixue surrounded Mu Qing, chattering about something, leaving behind a string of silvery laughter. Suddenly, the sharp-eyed youngest girl of the Mu Family glanced at Mu Ruyue, who had just stepped in from outside, and couldn't help but have a smirk curl up at the corner of her mouth.
"I've always said that the Young Master Shi isn't someone certain people can match, but they just wouldn't listen. Now, they're actually marrying that fool. Haha, I heard that fool isn't just dim-witted but also hideously ugly like a ghost, even scaring a maid into madness. Guess what, when certain people marry over, will they go mad upon seeing the Ghost King's face on the first night?"
Mu Ruyue raised her eyebrows, a benignly handsome face and a pair of innocent yet captivating eyes flashing across her mind.
Such a handsome person being deemed hideous like a ghost among the common folk.
Gossip truly was terrifying.
Perhaps because he rarely left the Prince Mansion, coupled with the lack of anyone to clarify his appearance, over time, everyone believed he was too ugly to show.
Who would know that the face was so handsome it could make the world lose its luster?
Mu Ruyue didn't plan on paying attention to this woman, but the other party was unwilling to let her go. Just as she started walking towards her room, a delicate figure blocked her path.
"Mu Ruyue, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me talking to you?"
Her gaze turned to the girl's snow-white face, and Mu Ruyue surprisingly asked, "Were you talking to me?"
Mu Yixue's face flushed with anger, but just as she was about to strike Mu Ruyue, she was suddenly stopped by Mu Tingting. "Alright, Xue'er, no matter what, she is your biological sister. No matter how angry you are, you can't hit your sister, or I won't acknowledge you anymore."