Editor: Atlas Studios “Yeah, I also can’t stand that Lin Xu.
That kid absolutely deserves a beating,” the old man continued to say, his figure moving suddenly, jumping off the roof and disappearing into the sky in a few leaps, unnoticed by everyone.
“Who’s there?
Come out!” Suddenly, Mu Qianyue halted her steps, a flash of sharpness in her phoenix-like eyes.
She sensed a fluctuation in the air—a breath that was well-hidden, but she still caught it.
Thinking of the earlier scenes in the pharmacy, Mu Qianyue’s expression abruptly turned icy.
She had deliberately taken several detours after leaving the pharmacy, fearing someone might send someone to follow her, but still ended up being targeted.
“Hehehe…
Little lady, your reaction is not bad,” a thick and loud male voice rang out, yet it sounded unfamiliar.
Her brows furrowed slightly, looking up, she saw a figure descending from the sky.
The newcomer wore rags like a beggar, with a large gourd hanging at his waist and hair as messy as straw.
Seeing this, Mu Qianyue twitched her lips.
If it weren’t for the old man’s displayed strength, she would’ve thought he was just a beggar.
“Why are you following me?”
“Hehe, nothing much.
Just feeling lonely, wanted to take on a disciple for fun.
You seem interesting and suit my taste,” the strange old man bluntly said, his narrow small eyes gleaming as if discovering a treasure.
Though somehow, his expression appeared a bit sleazy?
Taking on a disciple for fun?
You think disciples are just for fun!
Suits his taste?
Does this strange old man have some peculiar tastes?!
Mu Qianyue couldn’t help but complain inwardly, unwilling to pay him any mind, she threw out three words ‘not interested,’ and turned to leave.
“Hey, hey, hey…
Little one, don’t go,” the strange old man saw Mu Qianyue about to leave and hurriedly followed her, speaking persistently behind her, “I haven’t finished speaking yet.
You won’t lose out being my disciple.
You only need to supply me with good wine, that’s all.
I’m a person who’s only passionate about wine, with no other demands…”
Mu Qianyue was speechless, looking up to the sky, stopped her steps, took out a hundred gold coins and stuffed them into his hand, “Go buy yourself wine.”
Turns out he’s just a drunkard!
Dongfang Ao was stunned, stupidly staring at the gold coins in his hand, his eyes revealing a hint of cunning and a bitter smile, this little girl may have mistaken him for a beggar?
“Oh dear…
My granddaughter doesn’t want this grandpa anymore, poor me all alone…
Raised her through thick and thin…
boohoo…” Behind sounded the heart-wrenching cries, as miserable as miserable gets.
Seeing the strange, disdainful, and angry looks from those around, Mu Qianyue helplessly stopped, turned to look at the old man lying on the ground without any dignity, “What exactly do you want?”
If not for seeing there’s no ill intent in this old man’s eyes, she would’ve kicked him away a long time ago.
Dongfang Ao grinned, “Of course I want to take you as my disciple, I’m a Seventh Grade Alchemist!”
Seventh Grade Alchemist?!
Mu Qianyue’s mouth slightly gaped, a face full of astonishment, suddenly remembering something, she asked, “Are you Dongfang Ao?”
In Tianwu Continent, there are fewer than five Seventh Grade Alchemists, among whom Dongfang Ao is the most famous.
It’s said that he has an eccentric personality, behaves crazily, and is a wine addict, so Mu Qianyue immediately thought of him.
Gaa…
she actually recognized him!
Dongfang Ao was delighted, yet his face still displayed a proud demeanor, “Indeed!
That’s me!”
Seeing his smug and proud look, Mu Qianyue twitched her lips again, just as the rumor says.
“Becoming my disciple, you won’t lose out, right?” Dongfang Ao said, taking advantage.
Mu Qianyue touched her chin, a hint of brilliance flashed in her eyes, “What benefits do I get from being your disciple?
If there are no benefits, I’m not doing it.”
Seeing the girl’s calculating expression like a little fox, Dongfang Ao involuntarily shivered, “What benefits do you want?”
“Hmm…
haven’t decided yet.” She frowned, deep in thought.
Gulp…
Swallowed a mouthful of saliva, asked hesitantly, “Will you still become my disciple or not?”
Seeing Mu Qianyue deep in thought, Dongfang Ao hurriedly said, “I can teach you all the alchemy knowledge I’ve acquired over my life, and as long as you’re my disciple, no one can bully you!
Anyway, I don’t care, I’ve decided you’re going to be my disciple!”
“Alright, I’ll reluctantly become your disciple,” Mu Qianyue said, looking troubled.
Dongfang Ao was stunned, it seemed like he should be the troubled one, but somehow it felt like she’s the one losing out.
Anyway, as long as she becomes his disciple, it’s fine!
Just a mere pharmacist who can concoct such potent Essence Nourishing Liquid, showing great talent indeed.
What’s more, this little girl’s personality suits his taste.
“Master, please accept your disciple’s three bows,” Mu Qianyue’s face turned serious and respectfully bowed three times to Dongfang Ao.
Though joking aside, once things turn serious, courtesy shouldn’t be lacking.
“Hahaha, good,” Dongfang Ao laughed joyfully, hesitated for a moment, “Little lady, I still don’t know your name?”
“Mu Qianyue.”
“Mu Qianyue?” Dongfang Ao frowned puzzledly.
He liked traveling around during leisure times, and after spending quite some time in Phoenix Shadow Country, naturally, he was quite familiar with some of its affairs, especially Mu Qianyue, whom everyone labeled as a waste.
It’s said she used to be Phoenix Shadow Country’s number one genius, but was found to have no Martial Soul!
Not long ago, the current Crown Prince Nalan Yu broke off their engagement at the grand hall, and she was then betrothed to the blind Prince Jing, becoming the laughing stock of Phoenix Shadow Country!
However, this little girl seems a bit different from the rumors, she’s evidently a Sixth Rank True Martial Artist.
No matter what, she is now his disciple, and he must protect her well.
Who says his disciple is trash?
He’ll show them all!
“That damn Nalan Yu with no discernment, how dare he insult my disciple!
Come, Master will take you to beat him up so he knows why flowers bloom red!
How dare they bully my disciple, can’t believe he’s so tired of living!” Dongfang Ao, rolling up his sleeves, angrily exclaimed.
Mu Qianyue twitched her lips, surprised he knew her.
“No need, Master.
Such ungrateful, hypocritical, and promiscuous men, I really don’t care for them, he’s not worthy of me.”
“Haha…
That’s right, that kid definitely isn’t worthy of you.
You’re much better than him, and your future achievements will surely far exceed his.
Then you’ll find a man a thousand times better than him, driving him crazy!” Hearing Mu Qianyue’s words, Dongfang Ao’s anger dissipated considerably.
Once Nalan Yu finds out she’s an Alchemist himself, he’ll surely cry.
Hehe, truly looking forward to that day.
“…” Mu Qianyue twitched her lips speechlessly.