HLnovel Chapter 506 Getting Scolded Is My Fate
Chapter 506 Getting Scolded Is My Fate
Sect Leader Qu was heartbroken by Dao Xuanzi's favoritism. Just as he turned around to recruit the next disciple, he saw Xue Lan making a new move.
The young woman in black with gray eyes slowly cupped her hands in greeting to the powerful figures before her:
"Fellow Daoists, Xue Lan has important matters to attend to at the Wan Gong Workshop. May I inquire about the first round of apprentice recruitment first?"
"That...of course!"
"Please go ahead, Master Xue!"
The powerful beings from the lower realms of Yuanming were all quite polite to this newly appointed head of the Wan Gong Workshop. They generally regarded her as a junior, completely unaware of what was about to happen.
In their memory, Xue Lan's age was a well-mannered, shy, and rule-abiding person...
Unfortunately, Xue Lan lacked all of these valuable qualities.
Moreover, this person was full of rebellious tendencies even after his lineage was severed.
After receiving permission from the powerful figures, the woman walked to the front of the platform and revealed a subtle smile.
"Yu Sen, would you be willing to join my Wan Gong Fang?"
The young man, who had always claimed to be a scholar in the illusion, stepped out from the crowd and slowly bowed to Xue Lan:
"disciple……"
"and many more!"
Just as Yu Sen was about to say the word "willing," a gentle and refined voice sounded behind Xue Lan. Ji Fangya, the dean of Bingdeng Academy, slowly rose from his seat.
"This young friend exudes a refined scholarly air, and his attire suggests he is a scholar. He should rightfully enter my Bingdeng Academy!"
"What is Xue Fangzhu's plan?"
Xue Lan glanced at Ji Fangya quietly.
What do you think? Not good!
The woman turned to look at Yu Sen again, and said succinctly:
"Enter my Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop, and I will bestow upon you a Nascent Soul stage magic weapon."
The disciples in the square all gasped in shock.
"I can also give you my Bingdeng Academy!" Ji Fangya was determined to get Yu Sen, and like Xue Lan, he increased his offer.
Xue Lan sighed softly.
This senior colleague, I was just going through the motions with my accomplices.
Who gave you the confidence to compare the number of treasures in the Wan Gong Fang?
The woman spoke again:
"Add two more treasures for the Nascent Soul stage."
She's going to give away these twelve Wan Gong Fang tokens today, even if it means smashing treasures.
Respecting the elderly and caring for the young are admirable human virtues.
She's not human!
So, in the next hour, Xue Lan, with a blank expression, used the powerful resources of Wan Gong Fang to snatch people from the elders.
What if a disciple doesn't come back to the sect with you?
That must mean you didn't give enough!
"Xue Lan!" The Qingyun Sect Leader of the Longsword Sect looked at the woman in black and spoke:
"How can we cultivators be deceived by mere magical treasures!"
Xue Lan turned to look at him:
“Fellow Daoist, you are of noble character. I previously sorted out a batch of superior magical artifacts from the secret vault of the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop. I originally intended them as prizes for the upcoming disciple competition. Do you not wish to acquire them?”
The Qingyun Sect Leader fell silent, wanting to return to the sect, and then hugged his eldest disciple, crying.
But then he thought again, his eldest disciple Yue Zhong had already run off with the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect!
Above the clouds at the edge of the cave, Xue Tong couldn't help but laugh as she watched the old man trembling with anger at Xue Lan's serious demeanor.
"Can't you stop abusing the elderly without batting an eye?"
"That seems a bit unethical!"
While engaging in a heated debate with the assembled scholars, Xue Lan responded to Xue Tong:
"This is already quite mild!"
"You haven't seen the spectacular scene of them vying for the Zhu River at the Ascension Ceremony back then."
The woman sighed softly, her voice filled with regret:
"Their brains are all smashed together like dog brains!"
Xue Tong couldn't help but laugh:
"Then let's be even gentler, so we don't get scolded after the Ascension Ceremony!"
Xue Lan sent out another Wan Gong Fang token, a faint smile playing on her lips:
"I'm going to talk to them about breaking down the barrier between the two worlds later. Guess if I'll get scolded then?"
Lord Wolf King was righteous and awe-inspiring:
"I know that being scolded is my fate. Since I'm destined to be scolded, it doesn't matter if I get scolded once or twice!"
Xue Tong was stumped by Xue Lan's words and inexplicably felt a sense of agreement.
"Fellow Daoist Dao Xuanzi! You should do something about her!"
Seeing that they couldn't win an argument with Xue Lan, the powerful figures all turned to Dao Xuanzi for help.
Dao Xuanzi wanted to turn his head away, but unfortunately, he was met with sharp gazes from both sides.
"How can I care about her?" the old man cried out in his heart.
"I just had her sever her connection with the Xuanhuang Sect in the back mountain, how can I have the nerve to interfere with her?"
While one's own reputation is important, fellow Daoist's gaze is simply too scorching!
Left with no other choice, Dao Xuanzi looked at Xue Lan at the edge of the platform not far away and spoke:
"Let's give other fellow cultivators a chance too!"
The workshop master, having cast a wide net and caught his fill of fish, looked at the last Wan Gong Fang token in his hand, and at the boy named Yuan Zhen in the crowd below.
After pondering for a moment, Xue Lan tucked the token into her sleeve.
"Alright, please ask, seniors!"
With the extravagant and tyrannical king stepping down, the powerful figures finally breathed a sigh of relief and scrambled to step forward.
The Qingyun Sect Leader immediately took a liking to Yuan Zhen, who was dressed in blue, and spoke loudly:
"Yuan Zhen, would you be willing to join my Longsword Sect for cultivation?"
"Replying to this senior!" The young man slowly stepped out of the crowd, speaking with neither humility nor arrogance:
"This junior wishes to become a disciple of Master Xue of the Wan Gong Workshop!"
The words had barely left his lips when everyone present was astonished. Even Xue Tong, high above the clouds, couldn't help but jump up:
"He's not talking about the disciples of Wan Gong Fang!" the girl murmured.
"It belongs to Master Xue of the Wan Gong Fang."
"Xue Lan, is this your fan?"
Xue Lan spoke coldly:
"What? A weapon-refining genius like me, who single-handedly crushed the geniuses of the upper realm, doesn't deserve a few admirers?"
Xue Tong nodded repeatedly:
"It's worth it, so do you want to take him on?"
"Wait a minute!" Xue Lan said softly.
"He didn't come here to refine weapons!"
Yuan Zhen lowered his head for a long time, but still didn't hear Xue Lan's voice. Instead, the Qingyun Sect Leader spoke up, unwilling to give up:
"Your ambition lies in weapon crafting?"
Yuan Zhen slowly shook his head, his sharp eyes fixed on Xue Lan on the platform:
"This junior has become a disciple of Master Xue in order to save my life."
"This junior, Yuan Zhen, possesses a naturally hidden spiritual root!"
Xue Lan understood.
The woman got up from her seat, walked to the edge of the platform, and looked at Yuan Zhen:
"You heard about Zhu He's situation, so you came to find me specifically, right?"
"The method of controlling the hidden spiritual root was revealed by me more than ten years ago. Now, no matter which sect you go to, you can be controlled."
"I know, but only you, Master, can solve my hidden spiritual root!"
Yuan Zhen looked at Xue Lan, took two steps forward, and two streams of spiritual energy appeared in his palm.
One blue and one red, intertwined.
"My hidden spiritual root is composed of water and fire, which are mutually destructive and constantly shifting, making it unpredictable!"
Xue Lan narrowed her eyes slightly:
"This is interesting!"