Master, You Wouldn’t Want… 9: Chapter 9: The Tables Are Turned!
Master, You Wouldn’t Want… “So that’s how it is.
I never expected the young friend to have received my master’s inheritance.” “This old one was rude just now.” Yun Yao spoke with an expression of cold composure, suddenly changing her tone.
With these words, she effectively put a label on the entire situation.
The crowd understood, and most accepted it.
“I knew it — how could this guy possibly be the Sect Master’s master?
He just got lucky with an inheritance.” “What incredible luck — the Sect Master’s master’s inheritance!
How powerful must that be?” “The Chaos Infinite Sword Body.
It may not compare to a Sacred Body, but it’s still pretty impressive, right?” “Of course!
The Sect Master herself is a Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Sovereign.
How could her master’s inheritance be anything less?” The crowd chattered among themselves, looking at Zhang Xuan with undisguised envy.
Some cultivators who understood the cultivation world better stared at Zhang Xuan with reddened eyes.
Because they knew even better what such an inheritance meant.
Azure Cloud Sect’s Sect Master was a Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Sovereign.
Her master’s level could not have been far below that.
An inheritance on par with the Tribulation Transcendence realm — that was a meteoric rise!
Some of the Azure Cloud Sect elders saw even further.
With the appearance of that Sword Intent, Zhang Xuan was now on par with Guyue Fangzheng as an Immortal seedling.
And since he had received the Sect Master’s master’s inheritance, he was essentially one of them.
Azure Cloud Sect was about to soar!
But no one saw as much as Guyue Fangzheng, who understood even better what kind of existence Sword Venerable Cangming truly was.
A supreme swordsman.
A genuine Immortal.
This was an Immortal’s inheritance — something that made even him green with envy.
But when he thought of Zhang Xuan’s spirit root, Guyue Fangzheng could not decide whether to laugh or cry.
In a moment, it seemed everyone had moved on from the earlier incident.
Only Zhang Xuan’s brow remained furrowed.
“Something’s off!” “This girl was just acting like she didn’t believe me.
Why has she suddenly changed her tune?” Zhang Xuan smelled a conspiracy.
Sure enough, the next moment Yun Yao spoke again: “Since the young friend has received my master’s inheritance, you are now part of my master’s lineage.” “And since the young friend came to participate in Azure Cloud Sect’s recruitment ceremony, I assume you intended to join.” “Then perhaps…” Yun Yao paused, seeming to hesitate.
Zhang Xuan’s heart tightened, a growing sense of unease filling him.
“Master, you brought this on yourself!” Yun Yao saw Zhang Xuan’s unmoved expression and finally gritted her teeth, steeling her resolve: “Then perhaps you could take me as your master.
I will teach you the Sword Dao.” “That way, you can better comprehend the true meaning of my master’s Sword Dao!” At these words, everyone’s eyes went wide, their envy deepening.
A Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Sovereign accepting a disciple — were they kidding?!
The Azure Cloud Sect elders and disciples were shocked as well.
The Sect Master was taking a disciple?
In the more than twenty thousand years since Azure Cloud Sect’s founding, Yun Yao, as its founding ancestor, had never shown any interest in accepting disciples.
And now she was going to take one?
And a mortal with no cultivation whatsoever?
But thinking about it, the boy had received the Sect Master’s master’s inheritance, possessed the Chaos Infinite Sword Body, and had manifested Sword Intent.
It was only natural that the Sect Master would be interested.
Guyue Fangzheng was equally envious.
An Immortal accepting a disciple — even he would not dare hope for that under normal circumstances.
Typically, a disciple accepted by an Immortal needed to be at least at the Spirit Transformation realm to meet the threshold.
Zhang Xuan was a mere mortal, yet he had caught an Immortal’s eye.
This was a true meteoric rise!
Moreover, this Immortal was the disciple of Sword Venerable Cangming — a Sword Immortal, a genuine old monster of the cultivation world.
At this moment, Zhang Xuan truly entered Guyue Fangzheng’s field of regard.
“Being able to study under this Sword Immortal… I suppose that Five Elements Low-grade Spirit Root doesn’t matter so much anymore.” Spirit root talent was nothing to an Immortal.
There were plenty of ways in this world to enhance one’s spirit root.
Guyue Fangzheng pondered this, a sharp light flashing in his eyes.
Though he was a disciple of the Guyue Eternal Family, he was only one of the candidates for young patriarch.
To truly become the young patriarch, connections and relationships were just as important as talent and strength.
Zhang Xuan was clearly a potential asset — possessing Sword Venerable Cangming’s inheritance and a Sword Immortal master.
This investment was sure to pay off!
And through Zhang Xuan, he could also reach that Sword Immortal… “After this is over, I’ll need to deepen my relationship with Brother Zhang.” Guyue Fangzheng had already made up his mind.
As for his earlier words that Azure Cloud Sect was not enough to accept him… Guyue Fangzheng had long since forgotten.
In this moment, everyone already regarded Zhang Xuan as Yun Yao’s disciple.
A Heavenly Sovereign had spoken personally.
Was a mere mortal going to refuse?
But Zhang Xuan, the person at the center of it all, stumbled back a step, his body trembling, nearly losing his breath.
“The tables have turned!
The tables have turned!” “You little girl want to take your own master as a disciple?!” “What a rebellious disciple!” Zhang Xuan wailed silently, completely caught off guard.
After making her offer, Yun Yao exhaled a long breath, a hint of guilt in her eyes.
But when she saw Zhang Xuan’s look of disbelief, her resolve only strengthened.
“Master, you wouldn’t want to publicly become my disciple, would you?” “Since that’s the case, Master — just admit it.” Yun Yao smiled faintly, as though victory was already in her grasp.
It was somewhat disrespectful, but she had no other choice.
To deal with a master who valued his dignity above all, this was the only way.
As for Zhang Xuan’s reaction, the crowd interpreted it as being overwhelmed with joy, too overwhelmed to function.
“Well, young friend — will you take me as your master?” Yun Yao looked at Zhang Xuan with a half-smile.
Zhang Xuan stared at Yun Yao, extending a trembling finger toward her.
Urk!
Then, unable to catch his breath, he collapsed to the ground.
“Wow, he fainted from excitement?” “The Sect Master personally taking a disciple — who wouldn’t be excited?” “This kid’s mental fortitude is a bit lacking, isn’t it?” “Hey, if you were a mortal and this happened to you, how would you react?” The crowd discussed Zhang Xuan’s collapsed form with animated interest.
Yun Yao laughed coldly in her heart.
Master, running away is useless!
As an Immortal, she could see at a glance that Zhang Xuan was faking.
So she waved her hand, and Zhang Xuan was involuntarily lifted back to his feet, his eyes forced open.
“Wow, as expected of the Sect Master — she can bring someone back in seconds.” “Obviously.
Why else would she be the Sect Master?” “The Sect Master accepting a disciple is a grand occasion!
We must throw a massive banquet!” The crowd buzzed with festive excitement.
Zhang Xuan’s face was a mask of despair.
This rebellious disciple mocks me in my old age!
Banquet?
What banquet!
Urk!
Then Zhang Xuan lost his breath again and collapsed once more.
Yun Yao scoffed.
Still pretending?
She waved her hand again, lifting Zhang Xuan.
Urk!
Zhang Xuan collapsed.
Yun Yao waved.
Urk!
Zhang Xuan collapsed.
Yun Yao waved.
… The crowd: … A bizarre scene unfolded on the plaza.
Every time Yun Yao waved to lift Zhang Xuan, he would collapse again in the next second.
The crowd was stunned into silence.
Brother, is that really the Chaos Infinite Sword Body?
Or is it a physique that makes you prone to fainting?!
Yun Yao showed no impatience, because this actually reminded her of those years when she had pretended to be exhausted during sword practice, only to be seen through by her master with a single glance.
So this is how Master felt back then.
After more than a dozen rounds of this, Yun Yao subconsciously waved her hand again — but noticed something was wrong.
Zhang Xuan was no longer pretending to faint.
He stood perfectly still.
Yun Yao awkwardly withdrew her hand, then looked at Zhang Xuan with perfect composure.
“Young friend, have you recovered?” “It is time to answer this old one — will you take me as your master?” Zhang Xuan looked at Yun Yao’s expression of absolute determination, clenched his fists, and seemed to steel himself for a decision.
“You little brat — you win!” “It’s just bowing as a disciple.
Better than becoming a woman next life.
And nobody knows who I used to be anyway!” With this thought, Zhang Xuan gritted his teeth and dropped to his knees with a thud.
“Your disciple greets his master!” This time.
It was Yun Yao’s turn to fall silent.