C29 (2/2)

Thinking about it, Dongfang Yu suddenly felt as if a huge burden had been lifted off of her shoulders. If Zhang Ge became Xiao Ziyang's disciple, then he would be considered as his junior brother or sister.

It turned out that in his heart, he no longer saw Chang Ge as his disciple. Fortunately, he realized it early, and if he really became his disciple, then he would feel regret for the rest of his life.

Little Fishy climbed up and down on Chang Ge's body, making her lose the desire to cultivate. She stomped her feet and chased after Little Fishy, swearing to skin and cramp her cat. Little Fishy exploded with a meow and hopped up and down, scampering away in fright.

Dongfang Yu bent her brows, smiling as she watched the lively scene.

He had thought it through, in the past few thousand years, the number of disciples entering and exiting Qinghua Sect that could truly cultivate Upper Immortal could be counted on one's fingers. Even though had paid more than others, why did he have to fly?

If they kept watch over this small courtyard with Longsong, teasing the little fish, it would be a joyous thing to watch the unfolding clouds.

I hope the world is peaceful and the years are good.

Long Song, who was grabbing Little Fishy by the tail, snorted coldly, ”Do you still dare to bother me!?” Do you know your wrongs?! If you're wrong, then I'll spare your life!

Meow …

You still have logic! Do you know how fat you are? Do you know how heavy you are?

Meow …

No! I don't have time to play with you! Look at the ball that Le Le brought you. Just like your twins, you play with that ball when you have nothing to do!

Meow!

The little fish started to ask for help from Dongfang Yu. The latter laughed like a newborn baby, looking at her miserable state. He joked to Changge: Why are you still treating her like a cat, in the end, you're still a little girl like Le Le Le.

Zhang Ge pouted and placed Little Fishy into Dongfang Yu's embrace. ”I won't lower myself to the same level as Little Fishy, then play with her, I want to practice martial arts!” I want to acknowledge him as my teacher! I want to cultivate to become an Immortal!

Little Fishy pretended to be pitiful in Dongfang Yu's embrace as she desperately rubbed against him. Dongfang Yu was helpless as she laughed and whispered into Little Fishy's ears, ”Why don't we go and do something to make her happy?”

His heat was pressing onto Little Fishy's ears, and the long fur on her ears were exceptionally sensitive. She unconsciously trembled, and his glass-like eyes looked at Dongfang Yu innocently.

Dongfang Yu carried it and left, while Zhang Ge went back to practice his mental cultivation once more. She felt that she had accomplished something, and felt that she was another step closer to becoming his disciple.

The New Year was nearing. Although the Yuxiao Kongque Mountain was not divided into four seasons, from the smile on the faces of the disciples who were busy with work, it could be seen how much they were looking forward to the new year.

It was fine that Dongfang Yu was busy, but as the chief disciple of Sect Leader Zuo Tianxing, he was busy with all sorts of things.

Even Le Le Ye was too busy to be seen. After calling out a thousand times, Sister Changge only called out twice, coaxing the jar of dried fruits to run away. Zhang Ge felt that life was a little too quiet without them.

A New Year in a cultivation sect wasn't as simple as a hundred year home; it was even more complicated.

From the moment they entered La Yue, they had to pay respects to this and that, the Yuanshi Heavenly Sovereign and the Heavenly Emperor. All they saw was green smoke curling up into the air as they sang their prayers, no one knew what these people were busy with.