Two Master Uncles Added to the Cold Smoke of Tushan

Xiao Yi and Han Feng immediately bowed and replied:

"Yes, we will follow Master's arrangements completely!"

Gu Changyuan nodded slightly, then turned his gaze to Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi.

The eyes of all the disciples also followed his gaze in unison.

Those two, a man and a woman, had extremely outstanding appearances.

However, their cultivation bases... seemed quite low.

But for Master to personally bring them back, they were definitely not ordinary.

Gu Changyuan spoke:

"These two are your new junior brother and junior sister—Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi."

As his words fell, the entire place fell silent for a moment.

Then—

All the disciples' mouths opened wide in a collective "O" shape.

Junior brother and sister?!

Master actually took in new disciples?!

Bai Ling'er was the first to react. She stepped forward with a bright smile on her face and took the initiative to greet them:

"Hello! I am your Third Senior Sister, Bai Ling'er!"

Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi hurriedly bowed:

"Greetings, Third Senior Sister."

Their voices carried a hint of nervousness.

It couldn't be helped. Being stared at by so many big shots all at once, anyone would be nervous.

After Bai Ling'er, Xiao Yi, Qin Yu, Fang Yuwei, Yun Tianhe, and Han Feng also stepped forward one by one to greet the two.

The two newcomers responded to each of them, their attitudes respectful and cautious.

To the side, Gongsun Qingling, Shangguan Zhuoye, and Xuanyuan Lanfeng quietly watched this scene.

They could clearly feel that the attitude these several patriarchs had toward these two new martial uncles had a subtle difference compared to how they treated them, the martial nephews.

But they were not surprised by this difference.

Nor were they the slightest bit jealous.

The cultivation world had always respected talent and strength above all else.

This was an understanding that had been carved into their bones while growing up in their aristocratic families.

Being able to join the Holy Land and become the grand-disciples of this Holy Ancestor was already a heaven-defying opportunity.

During that battle back then, they were present and witnessed the terrifying strength of this Grandmaster with their own eyes.

As for these two new martial uncles—

To be personally taken in as disciples by the Holy Ancestor, their talent was absolutely above their own.

The achievements they could attain in the future would likely far exceed their imaginations.

Being able to be their martial nephews was, to some extent, also a kind of fortune.

Although they were the most talented disciples in their respective families, having been surrounded by people like the moon among stars since childhood, they naturally harbored some pride in their hearts.

However—

No matter how proud they were, they first had to ensure they could develop safely and steadily.

Now that they had been brought to the Celestial Holy Land by their Grandmaster, standing before them was a group of half-immortal level patriarchs.

Beside them were two new martial uncles personally taken in as disciples by the Grandmaster.

With such a lineup, any one of them could crush them to death with a single finger.

Pride?

What did pride count for?

With so many big shots to carry them, what was wrong with lying flat a little?

Gongsun Qingling, Shangguan Zhuoye, and Xuanyuan Lanfeng exchanged glances and silently reached a consensus.

...

"Grandmaster!!!"

A crisp voice rang out from the distance.

The crowd looked towards the source of the sound and saw two small figures sprinting in their direction.

Running in front was a girl with animal ears.

Behind her, a fluffy tail swayed back and forth as she ran, her face filled with an excited smile.

It was none other than Tushan Hanyan.

Following behind her was a seven- or eight-year-old little girl with her hair tied in two small buns, pumping her short little legs to keep up. It was Gu Xing'er.

The gaze of Gongsun Qingling's trio fell upon the animal-eared girl, their expressions remaining normal.

They had some understanding of the Celestial Holy Land—they knew the Holy Land had a close relationship with the Heavenly Demon Pavilion of the Demon Realm, and the patriarchs of both sides seemed to be disciples of their Grandmaster.

Therefore, it was not strange for a demon cultivator to appear here.

But Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi were different.

It was their first time seeing a real demon cultivator.

Jun Anshi's eyes instantly lit up.

Those fluffy ears, that swaying tail...

So cute!

Tushan Hanyan led Gu Xing'er as they zipped over to Gu Changyuan. She first looked curiously at the unfamiliar faces, then tilted her head up to look at Gu Changyuan:

"Grandmaster, who are these people?"

Gu Xing'er silently came to Gu Changyuan's other side, reached out her small hand, and grabbed his finger.

Gu Changyuan looked down at her, reached out to gently rub her head, and then introduced:

"Little Yan, these three are your new junior brothers and sister."

He pointed at Gongsun Qingling and the other two.

"And these two are your new martial uncle and martial aunt."

He then pointed at Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi.

Tushan Hanyan blinked, her gaze landing on Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi, sizing them up and down.

New martial uncle and aunt?

That means...

"Grandmaster, did you personally take in new disciples?"

Her eyes held a hint of surprise.

She had thought that since Grandmaster hadn't taken in any new disciples for so many years, he wouldn't accept any more in the future.

After all, over these past few decades, the martial uncles and aunts her master, Tushan Youyao, had introduced to her were just the twenty-nine others aside from her master.

Gu Changyuan nodded:

"Yes."

Tushan Hanyan's eyes darted around, and a sly smile suddenly appeared on her face:

"Then Grandmaster, how about you take me as your disciple too?"

Ever since she met Grandmaster, she had suddenly come into contact with so many new things. He even brought her to the human realm to play, which was much more interesting than when she was in the Demon Realm.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Gu Changyuan choked on his own saliva.

He raised his hand and lightly tapped Tushan Hanyan's forehead:

"You'll have to discuss this matter with your master. If she agrees, I have no objections."

Tushan Hanyan imagined the scene of herself bringing up this request to her master—

Her master's half-smiling expression, those slightly narrowed eyes...

She shuddered.

She wouldn't dare, absolutely wouldn't dare.

"Then never mind, hehe."

She stuck out her tongue, then turned around and skipped over to Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi. She stood still and respectfully bowed:

"Martial Niece Tushan Hanyan greets the two Martial Uncles."

Although she was usually very mischievous, Tushan Hanyan was never careless when it came to etiquette.

Jun Mukong and Jun Anshi looked at the "martial niece" before them, who was a head shorter than them yet bowing so solemnly, and felt at a loss for a moment.

To be honest, if they were called "senior sister" or "senior brother," they could adapt to it.

After all, in their original sect, they also had junior brothers and sisters.

But being called "martial uncle" by a cultivator who was older and had a higher cultivation base than them...

Wasn't this change in status a bit too fast?

They were still being hunted down this morning, saved by their master at noon, became the Holy Ancestor's disciples in the afternoon, and now had a martial niece bowing to them in the evening?

The ups and downs of this life were simply too thrilling.

The two took a deep breath, trying hard to maintain their composure.

The brother and sister took a deep breath, forcibly steadying their minds, and softly replied:

"No need for formalities, please rise."

Tushan Hanyan smiled and nodded, then skipped over to Gongsun Qingling and the other two:

"Hello, junior brothers and sister!

I'm actually not very familiar with the human realm, but if you ever go to the Heavenly Demon Pavilion in the Demon Realm to play in the future, your senior sister can show you around!"

Gongsun Qingling and the other two dared not show the slightest negligence and hurriedly replied respectfully:

"Thank you, Senior Sister."

Upon hearing her name, the three of them already had their suspicions.

Bearing the name Tushan and also addressing the senior as Ancestral Master, there was an extremely high probability that the woman before them was the disciple of Tushan Youyao, the First Ancestor of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

They knew better than to be fooled by her amiable appearance and seemingly harmless demeanor. If it truly came to blows, her strength could probably crush them with effortless ease.