"Sigh, how am I even going to give this book to Xue'er?" Holding the thick book in his hand, Chen Fang felt a little panicked.
The positions and details the book had shown had even left Chen Fang flabbergasted, so he didn't know how that frail Su Qingxue would react upon seeing them.
But either way, since he had to do it, he stored the book in the system space as well and decided it was time to get out of the library, since he had already spent more than six hours in here.
Walking out, he noticed that the fourth floor still didn't have any visitors, which showed how busy the elders were and that they didn't even have time to study. Well, if they cut time from their schedule of bullying others, they might get some free time. But if they did that, wouldn't they naturally develop emotional intelligence and stop bullying others?
Realizing how opposing both of those ideas were to each other, he put those thoughts away and began to descend the floors, finally arriving on the first floor.
"Junior Sister Chen, are you free tonight? I heard there are some interesting things that have arrived in the marketplace down Cloud Pearl Mountain."
"No, thank you. I'm busy. Senior Brother Bei, you should focus on the upcoming grand sect competition as well."
A young woman with fiery red hair and a youth both walked through the door just as Chen Fang was about to walk out of the pagoda.
Seeing Chen Fang, the youth who was about to say something stopped immediately and nodded his head at Chen Fang without even giving him any proper greeting.
Meanwhile, Chen Rouxue, upon seeing him, suddenly had a smile appear on her cold face for some reason.
Chen Rouxue was a genius who had joined the sect at the same time as Xue'er; however, destiny had different plans for both of them.
After Chen Fang had become Master of the Sword Cloud Peak, Chen Rouxue had approached him, showing her interest in becoming his disciple. However, at that time, his predecessor, who had no interest in anything, had declined her flatly. New chapters come out on NovelPing first.
And after that, Chen Rouxue had only seen growth.
So now, looking at her, Chen Fang felt an urge to bring out his predecessor's soul from the netherworld and kill him again.
While Su Qingxue was a frail beauty that one would want to care for and love kindly, this Chen Rouxue was a cold beauty—though unable to conquer, the desire only kept growing.
And seeing that roach Bei Juixiao, who pretended to be a saint but was a villain, only proved his point.
"Greetings, Elder Chen." Chen Rouxue, whose smile had now vanished, greeted Chen Fang while giving him a cold stare. "Elder, I heard that you accepted two disciples yesterday?" she asked.
Chen Fang, who was thinking how this cold beauty could've been his first harem member, nodded his head unconsciously while saying, "One."
Bei Juixiao was already angry that the cold beauty he was trying to pursue was engaging with a trash he wouldn't even waste a single glance on.
But now, seeing him not even paying attention to her and just staring at the empty air, he got irked. "What?"
Chen Rouxue didn't pay attention to Bei Juixiao's tone and said, "I clearly heard that Elder Chen had taken one male and one female from the Servant Hall as personal disciples. Was that news false then?"
Chen Fang finally came out of his thoughts and clarified, "No, the news you heard is correct, Disciple Chen. But only one of them is my disciple. Though the other person is also my people, calling them a disciple would be slightly wrong."
Su Qingxue was practically his first harem member, his wife.
How could he call her his disciple? He wasn't that kinky.
Though her voice was cold, her heart was fluttering inside.
From the first time she had seen Chen Fang, a strange feeling had developed in her heart, which she could in no way accept.
The only goal she had in her mind was to reach the Qi Refining realm and support her mother for the matriarch position. With her father dying in a monster horde attack, the Chen clan was in turmoil, with every clan elder trying to fill the vacuum left by the clan patriarch.
While her mother was a strong cultivator herself, she alone could never counter them.
Knowing all this, Chen Rouxue had taken it upon herself to find a solution for these problems and support her mother from the background, and that's where the sect's elder personal disciple position had come to her mind.
With her talent, she could have become any elder's disciple, and that would've already helped her mother reach a certain position in the family. However, doing that, she might as well have chained herself, as becoming the personal disciple of those elders came with a price. Moreover, she knew her beauty might become one of the reasons as well.
But Elder Chen, who had stirred a strange feeling in her heart, was a little different. Not only was he not that strong—which meant that she could escape his grasp if things got complicated in the future—but the background he would provide was also immense, as Elder Chen had the personal backing of the Sect Master.
With every calculation, she had approached him, suppressing the growing desire under a cold facade.
She had thought that he would accept her immediately and do whatever she asked, but things didn't go as she had expected, forcing her back to rethink her plans.
But now, looking at the same person visiting the Scripture Pavilion just a day after accepting a disciple, she felt that this was another chance destiny had thrown her way.
"Junior Sister Chen, what proposal are you talking about?" Bei Juixiao asked, intrigued and annoyed at the same time.
However, once again he was ignored as Chen Rouxue didn't respond to him and still stared at Chen Fang, waiting for his response.