"What Senior says is true, the Huangfu family is nothing in front of you."
Mo Tianxiao nodded repeatedly, admitting that Su Muyao was incredibly badass, but even so, she shouldn't just snatch both geniuses away, right?
"Senior Su, the Yaochi Heavenly Palace is full of talents, and you must have many things to deal with every day. Wouldn't taking in two personal disciples at once be too tiring? How about letting this junior share the burden?"
No matter what, he had to fight for it.
Su Muyao's cold eyes fell on Mo Tianxiao's face. With half-drooping eyelids, she spoke without the slightest politeness, "You're quite greedy, kid. Isn't having Nangong Wan in the Demon Sect enough?"
"Besides, you've already abducted the Young Palace Master of my Yaochi Heavenly Palace. What's wrong with me taking in two successors? Do you really want to swallow up the Yaochi Heavenly Palace?"
Just Nangong Wan alone was enough to support the future of the Demon Sect, let alone a freak like Mo Tianxiao.
Su Muyao admitted that she had indeed underestimated this kid Mo Tianxiao. Although his talent was average, he was too bizarre, and his future achievements would probably not be low.
Since she had decided to give Su Muxue to him as a wife, she naturally had to consider the future of the Yaochi Heavenly Palace.
At the very least, there had to be a genius who could take over her position.
Lin Nannan was a very good choice. Raising Lin Nannan to be the future Empress of the Yaochi Heavenly Palace and training Zi Ling'er as Lin Nannan's deputy—only with such a combination could she leave in peace.
As the time drew nearer, she also needed to make arrangements for the Yaochi Heavenly Palace.
"Senior, what you're saying..." Mo Tianxiao wore a bitter smile.
When did he say he wanted to annex the Yaochi Heavenly Palace? Wasn't the matter with Su Muxue also forced by you?
He really wanted to complain about Su Muyao, but after thinking about it, he let it go. It was fine to grumble in his heart, but if he actually said it out loud, he would probably be dealt with.
"Since Senior has decided, then this junior naturally congratulates Senior on taking in two genius disciples."
"Ling'er, Nannan, why aren't you paying your respects to your master?"
Mo Tianxiao reminded them. Zi Ling'er immediately reacted, suppressing the excitement in her heart, and knelt directly on the ground to perform the apprenticeship ceremony.
"Zi Ling'er greets Master!"
Seeing Zi Ling'er's actions, Lin Nannan also followed suit and knelt down, kowtowing to Su Muyao with a soft and sweet voice, "Lin Nannan greets Master!"
"Rise."
Su Muyao gently raised her hand, and an invisible force lifted the two of them up.
Seeing this scene, although Mo Tianxiao felt a bit of heartache, he still wore a smile on his face.
Thinking carefully, after spending this time together, the bond between Zi Ling'er and him was already deep enough. Even if she became Su Muyao's personal disciple, she definitely wouldn't forget him.
If he had difficulties in the future, she wouldn't just stand by and watch, right?
As for Lin Nannan, he had already recognized her as a younger sister. Even if she couldn't be used by him in the future, at least she wouldn't become an enemy.
Such a result, although not perfect, was within his acceptable range.
"Ling'er, Nannan, since Senior Su has accepted you as personal disciples, you must cultivate well, grow up quickly, and become strong."
"Senior Brother Mo, rest assured. Like I said before, I am already yours in this life. No matter how high my cultivation base becomes in the future, I will never forget Senior Brother's kindness!"
Zi Ling'er's moist eyes sparkled with tears. Besides her parents, Senior Brother Mo was the first person to treat her so well, and she could never forget it for the rest of her life.
Without Senior Brother Mo, she wouldn't be here today, let alone have a future.
"Brother Mo, father said that you will always be Nannan's brother, and Nannan will always be your sister. Nannan will definitely cultivate well so that no one will dare to bully my brother."
Little Nannan clenched her tender pink fists and puffed out her round little face, looking extremely cute.
"Hahahaha, good. In the future, your brother will rely on little Nannan for protection."
Mo Tianxiao smiled and pinched little Nannan's cheek. It was soft and squishy, making it hard to let go.
"Hmph, all men in the world are the same."
Su Muyao snorted coldly with a disdainful expression. Her clear eyes glanced at Mo Tianxiao as if looking at trash, causing his body to tremble.
"..." Mo Tianxiao was speechless.
He didn't bother to argue with a Quasi-Emperor realm lesbian.
"Senior, since you have taken Ling'er as your disciple, then the matter of Ling'er's parents will be left for you to handle. I imagine the Huangfu family definitely wouldn't dare to deny you face."
Mo Tianxiao was also happy to have some leisure time. He just needed to leave the rest to Su Muyao and wait to watch the show.
Although the Huangfu family's strength was about the same as the Yaochi Heavenly Palace, they probably wouldn't go so far as to completely disrespect Su Muyao.
Once Zi Ling'er's matter was resolved, he should also prepare to head to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to find Huang Xiaoyao and borrow some Battle Sage Blood.
"Ling'er's parents naturally need to be saved. The Huangfu family has been getting more and more unruly these years; they need to be properly suppressed."
Su Muyao's tone sounded somewhat icy.
Relying on the emergence of a True Dragon, the Huangfu family had been arrogant to the extreme these past few years, constantly dreaming of becoming the sole overlord of the Eastern Region.
If it weren't for her keeping them in check, the Huangfu family would have probably made a move against the Yaochi Heavenly Palace long ago.
"Kid Mo, you will take point on this matter. Take Ling'er to the Huangfu family to demand an explanation. If the Huangfu family dares to attack you, I will have a legitimate reason to teach them a lesson."
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Su Muyao's eyes.
In less than three hundred years, she would have to leave. Without her, the overall strength of the Yaochi Heavenly Palace would definitely be a notch weaker than the Huangfu family.
Although that old man from the Huangfu family had no chance of becoming a Great Emperor, he was still a bona fide Quasi-Emperor.
That old thing already had one foot in the grave. Given his temperament, he would definitely go crazy before dying to fight for a greater future for the Huangfu family, which would likely bring a great disaster to the Yaochi Heavenly Palace.
Since she knew his temperament, she naturally wouldn't give him any chances, even if this was only a possibility.
"Senior, you aren't joking?"
Mo Tianxiao's eyes carried a questioning look. Hearing Su Muyao's tone, it seemed she had been displeased with the Huangfu family for a long time.
"What do you think?" Su Muyao stared at him and continued, "Just go and provoke the Huangfu family. If anything happens, I'll take the responsibility."
"Senior, if you put it that way, then I'm going to let loose."
Mo Tianxiao revealed a sinister smile. Drawing aggro was something he could do effortlessly, wasn't it?
Seeing Mo Tianxiao's insidious smile, Su Muyao was unconcerned. "Do as you please. Even if you kill people from the Huangfu family, it's fine, but the reason must be justifiable. Otherwise, people will say we are unreasonable."
In this Eastern Region, there was nothing that she, Su Muyao, could not settle.
"Got it. As long as Senior can protect my safety, I will definitely handle the matter perfectly."
Mo Tianxiao patted his chest, his tone unusually excited. He could hardly wait to rush to the Huangfu family and provoke them immediately.
He didn't want to be a villain, but he liked doing the things villains liked most. After all, it would be foolish not to earn Villain Points when they were available.
Huangfu Yunteng, a Child of Destiny, right? We also have a Child of Destiny backing us up. Let's see who is more badass!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e vast world of cultivation, where he becomes the master of the Heavenly Ruins Sacred Hall, a dying old man with barely a tenth of his former cultivation remaining. He is immediately confronted with a deadly crisis: his subordinates have rebelled, and his protectors are forcing him to abdicate. At the critical moment, the system descends from the heavens: [Ding! The host has been detected facing a life-or-death crisis. The system is now officially activated!] [As a gift, you have received the Supreme Beginner’s Pack and awakened the ultimate cheat: ten thousand years of pure cultivation essence every second!] Yin Tianjue: “Wait… ten thousand years of cultivation every second? That’s six hundred thousand years a minute, and in one day… I can’t even calculate it. Either way, I’m already invincible!” You’re a peerless prodigy rarely seen in ten thousand years? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re an undying ancestor who has guarded a sacred land for countless ages? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. You’re the strongest chosen one, blessed with heaven-defying destiny? Sorry, I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. From this day forth, I have only one thing to say: “I gain ten thousand years of cultivation every second. Now, how exactly are you supposed to deal with that?”
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
