NFBE Chapter 503 Xue Lan, you're really shameless!
Chapter 503 Xue Lan, you're really shameless!
"I had my eye on a young girl before; she has the bloodline of the Water Spirit Clan and is exceptionally talented."
At the main venue of Xuanling Peak, Sect Leader Qu of the Yiling Sect suddenly spoke, his tone tinged with doubt.
"There are many disciples undergoing trials; surely the Water Mirror can't keep you watching just one child?" Dao Xuanzi looked at Sect Leader Qu.
"Since you've already set your sights on it, just take it after the trial is over!"
After thinking it over, Master Qu felt that Dao Xuanzi made sense, so he decided to stop paying too much attention to the promising talents he had his eye on.
Since they're all in the midst of a trial anyway, how could a living child be stolen?
If Xue Lan were here, she would definitely smile and nod at the old sect leader, revealing a hypocritical and ostentatious smile:
"Hey, you know what, it actually works!"
In the illusory landscape, the delicate young girl being watched by Sect Leader Qu was somewhat speechless.
Bai Taolan admitted that the man in front of her who called himself the head of the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop did indeed have some strength. He could reach any place in the illusory landscape with a single thought, and that was how he got things done...
The little girl looked at Xue Lan, who was chatting with a young man in white not far away.
The woman, who had somehow changed into the robes of a Xuanhuang Sect disciple, spoke earnestly to the young man holding the zither before her:
"You may not believe me, but you can't doubt the clothes I'm wearing!"
"Wan Gong Fang is really great!"
"You believe me!"
The boy holding the zither looked at Xue Lan, a hint of excitement flashing in his clear eyes:
"I had only heard that the trials had changed this year."
"So the seniors can already enter the illusion to find people?"
A fleeting, unnatural expression crossed Xue Lan's face:
"This is not important!"
"How about it, young brother Chang Jing, how about coming to Wan Gong Fang?"
Chang Jing looked at Xue Lan and slowly shook her head:
"I am a musician, and I am going to enter Yunhui Peak of Xuanhuang Sect."
His own disciple?
Xue Lan was astonished. Her conscience grew rapidly, only to vanish just as quickly.
Like fleeting wisps of smoke carried away by the wind.
The woman looked at the boy, feigning a heartbroken expression:
"Young man, you may not know this, but Yunhui Peak... does not accept male disciples."
Fifteen minutes later, Bai Taolan looked at Chang Jing beside her, who was talking nonsense and had decided to join Wan Gong Fang.
The boy held the zither and wept bitterly.
"Why don't you accept men? Why don't you accept men?!"
Xue Lan, who was leading the way, felt a chill run down her spine.
The inner demon, who had been watching from the sidelines, laughed maniacally:
"Is it that Yunhui Peak has no male disciples, or have you only ever played with female disciples since you were a child?"
"Xue Lan, you are truly despicable!"
Xue Lan's expression remained calm:
"It's alright, it's all for the sake of Wan Gong Fang!"
"Everything is for the Wan Gong Fang!"
Under self-brainwashing, Lord Wolf abandoned all sense of propriety and shame, and continued to roam the illusory landscape with his two children.
In the tranquil academy, Xue Lan pulled back the boy who was carrying books...
You say you're a scholar?
"What a coincidence, Xue is also a scholar."
"Bingdeng Academy is indeed a place of literary elegance, but it's cold!"
"There are mountains behind it, and wolves on the mountains! Big white wolves!"
"It can feed five scholars in one go!"
"Wan Gong Fang has a large collection of books, so it's perfectly safe!"
Amidst the snowstorm of the northern frontier, Xue Lan broke a long sword in front of the young swordsman...
"Look at you, a swordsman with exceptional talent, you deserve to possess the best sword in the world!"
"Where can you find the best knives? At Wan Gong Fang!"
Bai Taolan glanced at Xue Lan, who was persuading a young master in brocade robes not far away, and then looked at the three teenagers beside her with different expressions.
"What a silver tongue you have!"
The little girl's eyes sparkled:
"It is simply a top-tier weapon in the world."
She made up her mind; she would join the Wan Gong Fang and become an apprentice to the head of the workshop to learn the art of persuasion.
Xue Lan, who was not far away, suddenly felt a chill down her spine. When she turned around, she saw Bai Taolan's bright eyes.
Xue Lan: Really? You've already started worshipping the sect leader?
"Senior?" The handsome young man before him looked at Xue Lan.
"Can entering the Wan Gong Workshop truly forge the most solid wall in the world, keeping all demons out?"
Xue Lan looked at the child's overly delicate features.
This child comes from a small human kingdom on the edge of the Skyfish Tide Domain. He was born right during the last Demon Tide.
"Yes, nothing—no demons, monsters, or evil spirits—can enter." Xue Lan's tone was incredibly gentle as she lightly touched the person's brow with her fingertips.
“A little girl is fine; she doesn’t have to be a boy.”
“Girls can build that wall too.”
Bai Taolan watched as Xue Lan led the young master to her, a faint smile on her face.
"Hello everyone, my name is Wan Jing. Wan means thousands and Jing means mirror."
"Why are you still calling me 'young scholar'?" Bai Taolan stepped forward and took Wan Jing's hand.
"You're clearly a girl!"
The first one persuaded by Xue Lan accepted the current situation well, pointing to the other three:
"Yu Sen, a mere scholar!"
"Qian Changfeng, a swordsman from the Northern Frontier."
"Chang Jing...a musician whose dreams have been shattered."
"My name is Bai Taolan, and I am a monster."
After introducing the people around her, Bai Taolan looked at Xue Lan:
"Master, is there one more?"
Xue Lan was quite pleased with Bai Taolan's way of addressing her and revealed a flamboyant smile.
"Yes, yes, there's one more."
Xue Lan smiled and looked at the empty space in front of her, then checked again:
"Are you all really going to join Wan Gong Fang?"
Bai Taolan glanced at Xue Lan:
“Master, this is the fifth time you’ve asked this question.”
Xue Lan raised three fingers:
"I swear to God this is the second to last one."
Everyone sighed in unison.
So you have to ask the same question every time you meet a disciple?
The other four, besides Wan Jing, were used to it, and each spoke solemnly:
"I guarantee I'll join Wan Gong Fang!"
"Me, me too!"
The last opening in Wan Jing.
After hearing the fifth guarantee, Xue Lan laughed heartily, and causal threads flew from her fingertips to begin searching for the last child.
The causal threads in her hand had barely flown out when Xue Lan's greyish-white eyes flickered slightly:
"Is this related to me?"
"If it's at Luoxia Mountain, it will indeed have a karmic connection with me."
The woman turned slightly and looked at the crowd behind her:
"Let's go see your last fellow disciple."
The battlefield was a scorched wasteland. A young man carrying a sword stood atop the corpse of a monster, watching as space was torn apart in the distance.
"Are they demons?"
Qi Changfeng raised his sword, looking at the crack with great vigilance.
Fortunately, it wasn't demons that came out of the rift, but six people, one big and five small.
Xue Lan stared silently at the sword-wielding youth not far away, her feet seemingly rooted to the spot.
It turns out that all the causes and effects of past mistakes will come back to haunt you.
"Is Senior an immortal?" Qi Changfeng asked in a hoarse voice.
He had seen the children behind him before, when they were waiting for their trials.
I have no recollection of the woman at the very front.
"What's your name?" Xue Lan asked slowly, looking at the causal threads on her hand.
"The Great Shun Xun Spring City is swept by a long wind!"
What's your father's name?
The young man stood on the battlefield, sword in hand.
"Qishan, Commander of the Shengyu Army!"