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“You have gotten your disciple name card?” Lonemoon whose sight had already dropped on Chef asked casually.

“Yup.” Yi Qing nodded and turned to stand beside Shen Ying obediently. He must return soon to cook for Master, he thought. He couldn’t let Master eat such unripened fruit any more.

Lou Hong looked at Lonemoon in the upper seat and suggested with a smile, “Supremacy, among the disciples we brought back this time, there were indeed some of good quality. One of them was actually a celestial spirit root of fire element, apparently well suited to sword cultivation, it seems?” He started his recommendation right away, implicitly urging Lonemoon to take on a disciple too.

“Aren’t we a sword cultivation sect?” Lonemoon wasn’t moved. He took up the teacup. “The sword cultivator cultivates the Heart of the Sword. It has little relation to the Spirit Root. Besides, the differences in Spirit Root was merely due to the different amount of Spirit Qi absorbed. We do not lack Spirit Qi here!”

“Yes, yes!” Lou Hong’s mouth twitched. You are rich, so whatever you say is true! But he thought about it, and still added, “This disciple is good at understanding matters and smart too. According to these surviving young disciples of Green Robes Sect, he was the one who told everybody to hide in that secret chamber, therefore allowing them to escape the massacre.”

“Oh?” Lonemoon raised his brows slightly.

Seeing his interest, Lou Hong continued, “Supremacy has no disciple at the moment. Since even Shen… Shen… Supremacy Shen has a disciple now, Supremacy may as well take one too. It will also allow you to pass on your knowledge.”

Lonemoon’s mouth twitched. How could he lack disciples? There were still more than two hundred disciples in the Invincible Heavenly Palace of Celestial World. Didn’t he teach them all? If not for Shen Ying’s crazy idolized method, how could they not achieve proper cultivation? How could they?

Even for Yi Qing who was supposedly the disciple of Shen Ying, wasn’t he the one who ended up doing the teaching? Hmph!

Seeing that he did not reply after a long time, Lou Hong thought that he silently agreed, and hurried to scan the group of children in front of him, before waving at Jing Qi, who had met him once previously.

“Come, child. Come to the front for Supremacy to see!”

The children were amazed, and all of them looked back in curiosity.

Jing Qi felt a joy in his heart, and the hands on his side tightened. Okay! There were two Supremacies in Honesty Sect, and should he become a disciple of the other, he wouldn’t be in a lower position than Yi Qing.

He suppressed the excitement, side-stepped and walked forward through the crowd.

Only now did Lonemoon look up.

And then…

Pew!

He was so shocked by the scene he saw that he spit out the tea, and stood up from his chair instantly.

“Holy **!”

What the hell is this? The “wow” sound that Shen Ying made just now immediately came to his mind. He turned to the person beside him and stared at her angrily, “You had known it all along!”

“Not really,” Shen Ying inclined her head. “Only since two minutes ago.”

“F*ck! Would it hurt you to give me a little reminder?”

“Nope.”

“I beg your pardon?!” He said slowly.

“I just reminded you.” Only that you were looking at Chef and didn’t notice it.

“…” Motherf*cker!

Lonemoon had an impulse of tearing her apart.

“Su-Supremacy?” Lou Hong’s face was full of confusion. How did they suddenly start fighting? Was he supposed to try and make peace? “What… What is the matter? Is there something wrong with this child?”

Lonemoon’s mouth twitched , as he looked at Jing Qi down there once more, before sitting back into the chair. “… No.”

Nothing would appear wrong in the eyes of others. It was just a boy of around ten years old. Only that in his eyes, this child whose height didn’t even reach his waist was shrouded by a vague shadow. The two body shapes were stacked, as if the boy was wearing a transparent human-shaped costume.

What’s more, the shadow was a fat man, almost shaped like a ball. He could even clearly see the layers of his belly hanging low, just blocking a certain unspeakable body part.

That’s right. It was a naked fat man, whose fat face wore the exact same expression as the child within his body. More importantly, within the flesh of that shadow, there were certain familiar aura. That was exactly the karma which according to the Godfiend, had suddenly tilted and disappeared.

But all these paled in the more important realization that suddenly came to his mind the moment that he saw him: intruder!

Holy ** ** ** ** ** ** **!

He felt an irresistible urge to curse.

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Apparently, the person in front of them was the product of the last plane alarm. This was an intruder who transmigrated from another plane. As a newbie, Lonemoon was in fact unsure how to deal with the so-called plane emergency. Besides, the shadow didn’t seem to recognize the both of them. This was different from any of those plane intrusions that Shen Ying casually mentioned. He turned to look at Shen Ying, and seeing that she didn’t show the intent to deal with the matter immediately, he had to bear with it first.

“What does Supremacy think of this child?” Lou Hong was ready to continue with his praise.

Lou Tao suddenly rushed inside, an anxious look written all over his face. “Dad, dad, it’s no good!”

“Tao!” Lou Hong scolded him, “What are you doing, panicking like this?”

“Dad…” Lou Tao remembered his purpose and said in a hurry, “It’s no good. Little Junior Brother suddenly started to cough blood. Uncle-Master at Hall of Medicine said he needed Qi Preserving Pills to recover.”

“Ji Shu?” Lou Hong frowned. “Talk slower and tell me, how did he get hurt? And how did it hurt the meridians?” Qi Preserving Pills was actually necessary.

Lou Tao was stunned, and turned to point at Jing Qi. “He was hurting fighting with him. I thought at first that he only fainted. I didn’t expect it to be so serious.” With that said, he explained all that happened in front of Disciples’ Hall just now.

Jing Qi’s expression turned cold, and a chilling look appeared in his eyes. This fatty was indeed despicable. He must have deliberately chosen this moment to complain about me.

“Nonsense!” Lou Hong’s face darkened, as he stared at him. “Regardless of the reason, disciples are not supposed to fight each other. Whatever that happens, there are the Uncle-Masters to deal with it.” He turned to look at Jing Qi. “It’s the same for you. Although you are not a disciple of our sect, you are not supposed to casually hurt people.”

He had scolded both sides, and treated it as mere playing between children. Yet in his heart some appreciation towards Jing Qi arose. After all, being able to defeat someone at fifth level of Qi Refinement while himself was only at third level was sufficient proof that he had extraordinary quality indeed.

Yet apparently, he himself did not think so. Jing Qi’s face turned even darker, and a gloominess spread all over him. Like father, like son. One had come to complain after agreeing to drop the case, and the other was partial.

He subconsciously looked towards the sage-like Supremacy, and started expecting that he would be different from the others, and that he would be able to see the truth and give him justice.

Yet the man remained silent for a long while, like he was thinking about something. Lou Hong had already taken out a bottle of Qi Preserving Pills and handed it over to Lou Tao.