Chapter 209: This Disciple, I Want Her (Fourth Update)

However, this time it was a favor owed to Gu Xiangsi. If Ye Wenxin agreed to it, she would still have to repay the favor someday.

Ye Wenxin was already entangled in too many promises, and she was just one person, unable to be in multiple places at once, or be responsible for too many people.

She intended to decline Jin Xiaoqin’s kindness, but on second thought, if she accepted, would it cause Fairy Fengya to have emotional fluctuations upon learning she had changed masters?

If things went smoothly, it might even cause the aloof Fairy Fengya to suffer another Qi Deviation.

The more Ye Wenxin thought about it, the more she felt this was a good plan. Just as she was about to agree, she saw a familiar figure in the distance.

Taking a closer look at the white-clad figure, that familiar and unrivaled beautiful face—who else could it be but Fairy Fengya. Ye Wenxin instantly felt a bit guilty, but noticed that the others had not yet seen Fairy Fengya approaching from afar.

She hurriedly shouted, “Elder Jin, I’m willing—”

Before she could finish, the white-clad figure had already appeared in front of Ye Wenxin at a speed faster than light, bringing with her a strong gust of wind.

By the time everyone noticed, Fairy Fengya was already standing beside Ye Wenxin. In the eyes of the crowd, Fairy Fengya appeared graceful and ethereal, but to Ye Wenxin, she resembled a ferocious beast.

“Junior Sister? Why are you here?” The Sect Master of Azure Wings Sect was visibly unsettled. He had never expected Fairy Fengya to reappear at the Immortal Sect Grand Tournament, especially in public.

In her daily life, Fairy Fengya was known for her mysterious whereabouts and her relatively reclusive personality among all the senior brothers and sisters.

Now that Fairy Fengya had shown up, the Sect Master was the first to be startled.

“Just passing by,” Fairy Fengya responded casually, without even glancing at Ye Wenxin, as if the two were meeting for the first time.

However, Ye Wenxin knew how insincere this ‘just passing by’ was.

Seeing Fairy Fengya’s seemingly newly changed clothes, with faint traces of water on them, Ye Wenxin couldn’t help but suspect that Fairy Fengya had even gone back to take a bath before leisurely showing up at the scene, waiting to take on her cheap disciple.

However, no one took Fengya Fairy’s polite words at face value. The Sect Master, upon hearing her, began to form new suspicions.

“Just passing by? Could it be that you sensed the presence of someone from the demon sects?”

Everyone mythologized Fairy Fengya, and even the Sect Master—Fairy Fengya’s senior brother—was no exception. Fairy Fengya was extraordinarily gifted and, although she claimed to be at ninth-stage Nascent Soul, she had in fact long possessed the strength to ascend.

Due to their master’s dying wish, the Sect Master had always carefully protected Fairy Fengya, to the point of doting on her.

Considering the several hundred years’ gap between them, their relationship was more like that of a father and daughter than that of senior and junior siblings.

The Sect Master, though often exasperated, tolerated Fairy Fengya’s every whim, resulting in her becoming quite unrestrained.

Naturally, outsiders were unaware of these details. Seeing the Sect Master analyze the situation this way, they only grew more admiring of Fairy Fengya.

At this point, not only did the various immortal sect leaders become restless, but even Long Qingyue, who had been watching the proceedings with amusement, couldn’t help but instruct Xiao Zhang to push her forward so she could get a better look at this legendary beauty, reputed to be the most beautiful woman in the world.

The sect leaders were still somewhat reserved, merely greeting Fairy Fengya.

Everyone’s attention was wholly focused on Fairy Fengya, but she didn’t even spare them a glance. Ye Wenxin, pushed out of the crowd, noticed Long Qingyue sitting nearby with a curious expression, winking at her as if to ask how things were going.

Ye Wenxin gave a bitter smile and shook her head slightly to convey her helplessness.

However, if she were to tell her best friend about all the things that had happened with Fairy Fengya over the past year, Long Qingyue would probably laugh so hard that her persona would completely fall apart.

Thinking of such a terrifying scenario, Ye Wenxin decided to keep her mouth shut and not give Long Qingyue any chance to read her mind.

“Wenxin, are you okay?” Xiao Zhang, not noticing the interaction between Long Qingyue and Ye Wenxin, asked as usual when she saw her.

“I’m fine, just felt a bit uncomfortable getting pushed out,” Ye Wenxin smiled. She saw Jin Xiaoqin waving at her from a distance.

Despite not looking pleased, she seemed intent on secretly confirming the details of Ye Wenxin’s apprenticeship.

“By the way, Junior Sister, the Immortal Sect Grand Tournament just ended, and this… Ye Wenxin… where’d she go? Anyway, Ye Wenxin is the champion of this Immortal Sect Grand Tournament.”

The Sect Master felt something was amiss. For some reason, he had a strange illusion that the Ye Wenxin who had been competing just now and the current Fairy Fengya gave off the exact same feeling.

However, recalling Fairy Fengya’s usual indifference to everything, it was absolutely impossible for her to humble herself as a mere stand-in just to take on a disciple.

He dismissed this foolish thought and decided to introduce Ye Wenxin to Fairy Fengya once more.

Whether Ye Wenxin could seize this second chance would depend on her own fortune.

“Ah, you all continue; don’t mind me,” Ye Wenxin said upon being called, her awkward smile growing as she noticed Fairy Fengya’s gaze turn a bit colder.

She quickly grabbed Elder Jin Xiaoqin and prepared to make a swift exit.

As long as she made things permanent—no, finalized the master-disciple relationship—with Jin Xiaoqin, she didn’t believe Fairy Fengya would want to pick up a discarded disciple.

Jin Xiaoqin felt a bit lightheaded when Ye Wenxin grabbed her. Looking at Ye Wenxin beside her, Jin Xiaoqin felt an inexplicable sense of closeness, and her maiden’s heart, which hadn’t stirred in hundreds of years, seemed to flutter back to life.

Looking into Ye Wenxin’s eyes, Jin Xiaoqin felt as if an arrow had shot through her heart, as if she were a moth, unable to resist flying into the flames.

Ye Wenxin noticed Jin Xiaoqin’s strange reaction and quickly focused her attention to investigate the cause.

She saw that the pink luck aura had transformed into peach blossom petals, which were now surrounding her, emitting an even stronger pink mist.

Ye Wenxin didn’t need to think to realize that grabbing Jin Xiaoqin had caused her luck aura to infect Jin Xiaoqin, resulting in symptoms akin to being in heat.

Terrified, Ye Wenxin quickly let go of her hand, and Jin Xiaoqin snapped out of her daze, her expression returning to normal as if she had awakened from a trance.

“This commotion isn’t going to die down anytime soon. Let’s go discuss the apprenticeship gift,” Jin Xiaoqin said, seemingly unaware of her earlier lapse, continuing to talk with Ye Wenxin about the apprenticeship.

Ye Wenxin was even more surprised.

This was her first time hearing about an apprenticeship gift, but after considering it, she realized that not everyone was as obstinate as her current master, who demanded nothing and even caused her great loss.

She nodded in understanding. However, just as she took a step, Fairy Fengya blocked her path again.

Her eyes were still devoid of any emotion as she said flatly, “This disciple, I want her.”