C14 (2/2)

You guys go ahead, I'll go get some water to wash up.

Ling Feiyan looked as Gu Changge left and said softly, ”It's funny, you and I shouldn't have said that we were taking Changge as our master. Changge being unable to take Master is already very sad, listening to us say all this, we will definitely think that we're purposely showing off.”

Yin Lele pouted: You're thinking too much, Sister Changge isn't that kind of person.

is that you're thinking less...

Sister Changge has no interest whatsoever in studying. If you tell her that you don't need to cultivate anymore, you can rest. She might lift her eyelids a little.

Ling Feiyan's heart still had lingering fear, after sitting for a while, she took her leave and returned to her own residence.

Chang Ge wandered aimlessly around the courtyard for a while before he recalled that he was going to fetch water. The bright moon hung in the sky above the mountains and trees, and even though this place was fairyland, it wasn't as if it didn't belong to the mortal world.

The only bad thing about him was that he would never see him again.

However, there was a difference between an Immortal and a mortal. That person was as old as the Heavens, and she had only lived a mere hundred years.

Longsong?

She turned around and saw a man in a white gown descending from the moon. He had a warm smile on his face and his smile was like the warm sun.

Dongfang Yu.

Dongfang Yu seemed to be calling her quite smoothly, no big deal.

Gu Changge laughed embarrassedly: I usually call you that, but I've never seen you being so serious.

Dongfang Yu walked over, and with a smile on her face, he asked: ”Why didn't you go to today's Disciple's Assembly?”

Didn't I say it already? She turned her head away.

The man under the moon couldn't help but shake his head. Immortal cultivators couldn't lie.

Chang Ge's heart trembled. He remembered that that person had also said that she was born with an evil fate, so she didn't want to retort back to the Good Samaritan. He couldn't help but feel irritated: No one would be willing to accept a useless disciple, so if I were to go, it would just be a joke.

Dongfang Yu looked at her eyelashes that were slightly drooping under the moonlight, staring at that smooth little face without the slightest of expression.

She just stood there, her loose robes seemingly filled with wind.

He could still remember that day when he had first met her. She was curled up in a small boat under an awning, sleeping soundly, like a piece of clear glass.

I'm willing...

What?

I am willing to take you in as my disciple.

The young girl was startled. The moonlight was like a veil as it surrounded her body. The slightly tilted corner of her mouth instantly revealed what she was thinking. All the nervousness from the past few days seemed to have been pacified in an instant.