[Ding! Son of Destiny Feng Xiaotian detected.]
[Name]: Feng Xiaotian
[Realm]: 5th stage Golden Core Realm
[Physique]: Fire Spirit Body
[Fate]: Epic-level Son of Destiny
[Identity]: Direct disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect Master
[Description]: Accidentally obtained a mysterious fire-element cultivation technique. According to the technique’s instructions, he operated it and ignored all danger to successfully devour two types of spiritual flames, causing the Flame Art to evolve and granting himself the Fire Spirit Body.
[Golden Finger]: Flame Art
[Flame Art]: A cultivation technique without rank created by a Lord of Fire. By cultivating it, one can ignore all risks and devour any flame. As more flames are devoured, the Flame Art’s rank increases accordingly. The cultivator also gains a fire-element physique, which evolves together with the Flame Art’s rank.
[Ding! Female Lead of Destiny Luo Xian’er detected. Please completely sever the possibility of her becoming the woman of the Son of Destiny!]
[Name]: Luo Xian’er
[Realm]: 1st stage Tribulation Ascension Realm
[Physique]: Great Yin Saint Body
[Fate]: Female Lead of Destiny
[Identity]: Sect Master of Azure Cloud Sect
[Favorability]: 30
Damn!
Although the visitor was not the Holy Lord, the surprise Su Changsheng felt was no less than if it had been.
One Son of Destiny. One Female Lead of Destiny.
Fragrant.
Too fragrant.
“System, check how many Female Leads of Destiny this Son of Destiny has.”
[Ding! The Female Leads of Destiny of Son of Destiny Feng Xiaotian are: Azure Cloud Sect Master Luo Xian’er and Senior Sister Si Qingyan.]
“Compared to Ye Yang, this guy has one fewer woman.”
“But his strength is not inferior at all.”
“Ye Yang’s three Female Leads of Destiny had barely any intimate relationship with him.”
“But this Son of Destiny… damn, he’s quite something. Just like me, he wants to be a rebellious disciple. He won’t even spare his Senior Sister.”
“If I’m not mistaken, this Senior Sister should be Luo Xian’er’s disciple, right, System?”
After receiving the system’s answer, Su Changsheng drew in a sharp breath.
This Son of Destiny played no fewer tricks than he did.
If he had not already secured Nangong Wan’er, he might have fallen behind by a move.
Hiss. He would never allow a man more formidable than himself to exist in this world.
He was determined to take both the master and the disciple.
Want to be a rebellious disciple and take both master and disciple into your harem?
No chance.
He, Su Changsheng, would never allow it.
Such things could only be done by him. He would never permit other men to do the same.
Call it double standards if you like. After all, he was the Great Villain.
After cutting off communication with the system, Su Changsheng looked calmly at his master and said, “I saw that you hadn’t activated the restrictions, so I came in directly. You can’t blame me for that.”
“Besides, Master, you said I could come to see you anytime.”
Hearing this, Murong Bing, standing behind Luo Xian’er and Feng Xiaotian, glared fiercely at Su Changsheng.
This rebellious disciple. Why say such things at a time like this?
It was easy for people to read between the lines.
Was he trying to ruin her?
She could only pray that he would not be too bold and would give her some face in front of her best friend.
Once Luo Xian’er left, she could deal with him however she pleased.
“Rebellious disciple, this is my best friend, Luo Xian’er. You may call her Martial Aunt.”
“And the one beside her is her disciple, Feng Xiaotian.”
Su Changsheng cupped his hands toward Luo Xian’er and said, “Martial Aunt Luo.”
He then looked at Feng Xiaotian and said lightly, “Brother Feng.”
Hearing the way Su Changsheng addressed Feng Xiaotian, Murong Bing’s face darkened.
This rebellious disciple was clearly doing it on purpose.
After Luo Xian’er left, she would definitely make him pay.
She would make him experience what it felt like to be suppressed.
Luo Xian’er, however, did not find Su Changsheng’s address inappropriate.
If anything, it made him seem sincere.
If Murong Bing knew what Luo Xian’er was thinking, she would probably point at her nose and scold her, How could I have such a foolish best friend? This rebellious disciple is a hypocrite, a wolf in human skin. Don’t be fooled by appearances.
“Calling him rebellious disciple every sentence. Those who don’t know might think he committed some unforgivable crime.”
“That’s not good. As the Candidate Holy Son of Heavenly Azure Peak, he represents not only himself but also your reputation as his master. Calling him rebellious disciple is like tarnishing your own image.”
Hearing Luo Xian’er’s words, Murong Bing understood that Luo Xian’er had been completely deceived by Su Changsheng’s flawless appearance.
But she did not bother to expose him. Let her be deceived.
If this rebellious disciple could take down her best friend, it might not be a bad thing.
That way, she would no longer have to worry about being mocked by her, and in the future, they could walk the immortal path together.
After all, Luo Xian’er’s talent was no less than her own. If she, Murong Bing, could become immortal as Su Changsheng’s woman, then Luo Xian’er naturally could as well.
Feng Xiaotian’s expression grew darker and darker.
He felt utterly miserable.
His own master was always stern and strict in front of him. He had never experienced her gentleness.
Yet now she was so gentle toward an outsider and even spoke on his behalf.
How could he not be consumed by jealousy?
At that moment, Feng Xiaotian had already made up his mind. He had to find an opportunity to eliminate Su Changsheng.
In this world, there could only be one man who enjoyed his master’s tenderness.
Although he knew Su Changsheng was stronger than him, after all, he was a Candidate Holy Son, he was confident that within less than a year, he would surpass him.
“Martial Aunt Luo, you’re so kind. Unlike my master, who only knows how to call me rebellious disciple. I clearly haven’t done anything wrong.”
“If I could have a master like you, Martial Aunt Luo, it would be the blessing of eight lifetimes.”
“Hehe. Nephew Su, don’t blame your master. Every master is like this. I’m also very strict with Xiaotian.”
Listening to their conversation, Feng Xiaotian gritted his teeth and suppressed the fury in his heart.
He had seen through it. Su Changsheng wanted to steal his master.
He did not mind if his master accepted female disciples. The more beautiful senior sisters, the better.
But as for male disciples, there could only be him.
“Hmph. Senior Brother Su, Martial Uncle Murong is right here. Isn’t it inappropriate for you to speak like that?”
Feng Xiaotian snorted coldly.
It would not hurt to gain some favor from Murong Bing, since she was no less beautiful than his own master.
Unfortunately, Feng Xiaotian was still too naïve.
His words did not increase Murong Bing’s favor toward him. Instead, they made her feel somewhat disgusted.
After all, Su Changsheng had been polite the entire time, and he was her man. The playful exchanges between Dao companions were not something an outsider had the right to interfere in.