The Arrogant Immortal
Chapter 134 - 133: Sorry, The Disciple Is Unwilling

Chapter 134: Chapter 133: Sorry, The Disciple Is Unwilling

The two sides were engaging in a battle of techniques.

Use of external objects was forbidden, and the battle was to be contained within a certain range.

The fight lasted half a day.

Jian Lingyan said, "Master, Chaoyan is about to lose. His weakness is too apparent, and if the fight continues, the seal will loosen..."

Upon hearing this, Xie Jiuniang could hardly conceal her worry.

Sect Master Chaoruo suddenly stood up.

All of a sudden, Lord Qiansha appeared, pressing a hand on Chaoyan’s shoulder, "Enough, this battle is won by Minhuang."

"Master!"

Chaoyan felt a fire burning within.

He had fought with anger; Minhuang went too far. It would have been fine to fairly compete for a disciple, but his intentions were clearly malicious.

Who would believe such nonsense about suddenly wanting to take on a disciple?

But skill was no match!

Xie Jiuniang felt a strange sensation in her heart, a touch of emotion stirring within her.

Jian Lingyan continued, "He nearly risked his life trying to take you as his disciple, it’s a pity he’s just short of one major rank..."

"This is a loss, alas..."

Xuanyuan You expressed his thoughts and then turned to look at Xie Jiuniang, only to see her remaining steady.

Of course, Xie Jiuniang had to be steady.

It wasn’t possible to be otherwise.

She’d thought that with a master’s protection, life would become easier, but someone had come along to stir up trouble in the midst of it all.

Lin Wangchen was her bane.

In a moment of distraction for Xie Jiuniang, Chaoyan, who was about to leave, noticed her in the spectator’s stand and couldn’t help but pause.

The Lord Minhuang opposite him also noticed.

In appearance, Lord Minhuang bore some resemblance to Lin Wangchen, though he seemed colder, aloof.

A pair of white streaks adorned the area before his ears.

Dressed in a white robe, from a distance, he resembled an ice sculpture.

Almost instantly, Lord Minhuang approached Xie Jiuniang and asked coolly, "Would you be willing to take me as your master?"

Those present were surprised yet not surprised by the situation.

Lord Minhuang had always behaved like this, doing whatever came to his mind.

However, after waiting a moment, Xie Jiuniang did not respond.

Xuanyuan You, being closest to Xie Jiuniang, couldn’t help but feel nervous for her, almost speaking on her behalf to accept the offer.

In Xuanyuan You’s mind, taking a Divinity Transformation practitioner as a master certainly surpassed taking a Nascent Soul one.

Everyone thought Xie Jiuniang would agree.

For the opportunity to take a Divinity Transformation practitioner as a master was an enormous fortune; no one in the Tianxu Sect since its founding had ever refused such a mentor.

Even Chaoyan believed Xie Jiuniang would accept.

He had to admit that he was not a match for Lord Minhuang at this moment.

Xuanyuan You nudged Xie Jiuniang, "Little Profiteer, the Lord is speaking to you."

Xie Jiuniang lifted her bright eyes, gazing calmly at Lord Minhuang and asked, "Before you declare your intent to take me as your disciple, were you aware that I had already agreed to become Elder Chaoyan’s disciple? The Sect had even prepared gifts for the ceremony, and the invitations have already been sent out..."

As she spoke, she took out an invitation and unfolded it in front of Lord Minhuang.

Lord Minhuang glanced at the invitation and his brows furrowed slightly. His expression was mostly unreadable, and at this moment, it did not betray his thoughts.

After a pause,

Lord Minhuang asked again, "You only need to answer, are you willing or not to become my disciple?"

"Sorry, I am not willing," Xie Jiuniang put away the invitation and answered resolutely.

Lord Minhuang’s eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly regained his composure, "Since that’s the case, we have no fate as master and disciple."

"I feel the same way," Xie Jiuniang had never desired to go to Fafeng.

Her past experiences told her that Fafeng was full of people with muddled minds; she had lived there for over a hundred years in her former life.

Lord Minhuang departed.

The others felt as if they had just witnessed an impressive drama and were somewhat longing for more.

Lord Guangcheng was extremely surprised, then glanced again at the shaken mess beside Xie Jiuniang and felt his eyes ache.

So, with a wave of his hand, he sent the two back to Shihao Mountain.

Xie Jiuniang was unaware that after she was sent away by Lord Guangcheng,

Chaoyan cleared his face of the previous gloom, showing the first smile in many days.

Lord Qiansha nodded, patting his shoulder and praised through sound transmission, "Your discernment was not bad this time."

"Thank you, Master."

With that, Lord Qiansha left.

Meanwhile,

The two had just set their feet on the ground.

Xuanyuan You exclaimed in both shock and bewilderment, "Little Profiteer, have you gone mad, mad, ah ah ah... You actually refused such a great opportunity, that’s a Divinity Transformation powerhouse, a Divinity Transformation powerhouse!"

Xie Jiu-Niang was indifferent, "I know, I know."

"This means you won’t have a master now. In the Sect, having a master and not having one makes a big difference," Xuanyuan You sympathetically said.

Xie Jiu-Niang also felt a sense of constraint when she thought about this.

However, this tactless fellow Xuanyuan You was still rambling on about the various benefits of becoming a direct disciple, including a certain amount of cultivation resources received annually, as well as some privileges.

For example, entry to the trial grounds only required half the contribution points, access beneath the third floor of the Inner Sect’s scripture vault was free, and there were discounts when exchanging items at the Sect. Most importantly, there were the quotas for each major secret realm, which Nascent Soul level and above members of the Sect had access to.

The more Xie Jiu-Niang listened, the more stifled she felt.

She would not say in front of others that she looked down on Lord Minhuang.

Therefore, she found a barely passable excuse, "Elder Chaoyan has been very kind to me, and I’ve already agreed to accept him as my master. To change mentors midway... if I agreed to it, wouldn’t I be ungrateful?"

"Ah? You refused just because of this?"

"Isn’t this reason enough?"

"Well, it’s enough, I guess, just not very wise, such a pity..." Xuanyuan You did not know what was best to say.

Lord Guangcheng, who wasn’t far off, just happened to overhear their conversation and his impression of Xie Jiu-Niang changed slightly.

The kid was annoying, but at least she had integrity. Did she have the same stink as his own thing?

In the Sect, the battle between Chaoyan and Minhuang was not too secretive a matter, and by the next day, it spread quietly throughout the Sect.

Chaoyan was defeated.

The fact that Minhuang was refused was also spreading quickly in secret.

As the gossip involved a Nascent Soul True Lord and a Divinity Transformation Path Lord, the disciples of the Sect only dared to discuss it privately, with no one bold enough to openly speak of it.

However, the affair of Xie Jiu-Niang was openly discussed without qualms.

At Fafeng of the Inner Sect.

Some disciples sneered, "The Little Profiteer doesn’t know what’s good for her, she daringly refused even a Divinity Transformation. She deserves not getting a master."

"It’s too much..."

"Luckily, she refused, otherwise we’d have to share a peak with her."

"..."

In a certain cave dwelling, Lin Wangchen had learned of the news the day before.

This time, he was the one who had asked his master to step in because he wanted a junior sister. His master, absorbed in cultivation, did not refuse.

According to Lin Wangchen’s plan, Xie Jiu-Niang would accept his master as her mentor, becoming his rightful junior sister.

For the Xie Family of Yunmu City, whose power was insignificant, having a family member accept a Divinity Transformation as a master was an extremely rare opportunity. It was beneficial for both the family and the individual, with no drawbacks.

Yet, Xie Jiu-Niang refused!

This was completely beyond his expectations!

However, now it was even better, since Xie Jiu-Niang failed to secure a master...

Atop Purple Sun Peak.

Upon hearing this news, Xie Haoran was so angry that his spiritual power nearly exploded, "Such a good opportunity, how could Xiaojiu refuse it?"

"She has always been selfish, never considering the family..." Xie Ying kept her expression neutral, yet inside she was secretly relishing the disaster, feeling quite relieved.

Xie Si-Niang and Xie Xu hurried over to the small courtyard to seek answers.

In the end, they confirmed the news from Xie Jiu-Niang’s mouth and were at a loss for words.

How could she let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?!

No matter what others thought.

The date on the invitation was the day before.

Xie Jiu-Niang and Xuanyuan You huddled together again.

The two whispered to each other with worried expressions.

The reason was that they discovered someone who had bought an invite was asking for a refund via Sound Transmission Talisman.

Xuanyuan You angrily said, "Can goods that have been sold still be returned? I won’t accept a return!"

After pondering for a moment, Xie Jiu-Niang spoke, "Tell him, he can return half."

"That Spirit Stone..." Xuanyuan You awkwardly said, "I’ve already spent it."

"You don’t need to, I’ll refund it."

"Alright, I’ll contact him right away."

Once more, Xuanyuan You haggled over the Sound Transmission Talisman with that person. After some arguing, they agreed to a seventy percent refund, that is, seven hundred thousand Spirit Stones.

Xie Jiu-Niang touched her chest, feeling pained, "My Spirit Stones, my seven hundred thousand..."

"Heh heh."

A cold laugh came from behind them.

Xie Jiu-Niang and Xuanyuan You both jolted in shock, hastily turning to look behind them, and indeed, it was True Lord Chaoyan!

Chaoyan stood with arms crossed, looking at them with a smirk that wasn’t quite a smile.

It was clear that they had been caught red-handed in their sneaky dealings of selling invitations!