Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

Chapter 10

Chapter 10:  “Master, you wish to accept them as disciples?”

Shocked, Zhuang Xiao Er’s jaw had dropped so much, he nearly lost it. “That that that that that……isn’t that too arrogant?”

Wen Yuan sighed and said, “Second junior-apprentice brother, aren’t you aware of the Shang Qing Immortal Sect disciples’ behaviour? Each and every one of them are very overbearing, and they never take the disciples of other sects seriously. At that time, I was also full of anger, but I didn’t dare to do anything. Hua Che’s punch really relieved my annoyance. Regardless of anything, I deeply admire him.”

Zhuang Xiao Er: “Even if you admire him, how is that useful? Is it good to offend the Shang Qing Immortal Sect? Is it easy to push around Zuo Qi’s Master? That Hua Che stabbed a hornet’s nest!”

Zhuang Xiao Er looked at Zhuang Tian and said, “Master, Hua Che offended Shang Qing, so I’m afraid he won’t have a good life in the future. Even though Shang Qing poses as a prestigious righteous sect on the surface and won’t make a big fuss over it, it’s inevitable that they would make life difficult for Hua Che in the future. If you accept him as a disciple, I’m afraid it’ll implicate the entire Ling Xiao Temple.”

“Second junior-apprentice brother, do you mean we shouldn’t take care of Hua Che anymore?” Wen Yuan’s forehead furrowed.

Zhuang Xiao Er: “It’s not that I don’t want to care about him, it’s that there’s no way we can care! Shang Qing Immortal Sect has so much power, but take a look at our Ling Xiao Temple’s situation. If something really happens, don’t talk about not being able to protect one little disciple. Even our entire sect will suffer a calamity!”

Wen Yuan replied seriously, “But if Hua Che doesn’t have a sect to depend on, wouldn’t it be easier for other people to trample him? Shang Qing Immortal Sect would be able to do whatever they want to him. After all, who would care about the life and death of a wandering cultivator?”

Zhuang Xiao Er: “Master.”

Wen Yuan: “Master!”

Zhuang Tian lay paralyzed on the rocking chair. He didn’t want to move at all.

Could this be the Will of Heaven?

Letting his imagination run wild, Zhuang Tian stared at the ceiling. From the very first day it was established, Ling Xiao Temple never had one day of splendor.

But suddenly, three people that were difficult to handle dropped down from the sky. Two had prestigious families, while the last was young and spirited, unafraid of both threats and violence.

Sigh!

“In addition,” Zhuang Xiao Er said, “Both Yuntian Shuijing and Feng Ming Valley are completely on another level compared to our Ling Xiao Temple. How can Master control Chu Tianyu or Mu Zhaoyao? If you’re softhearted right now, you wouldn’t be taking in three disciples, but three thunderbolts instead!”

Zhuang Xiao Er continued to say, “Besides, if Sect Leader Chu and Valley Master Mu come to find us, what could Master say?”

“Say what?” Zhuang Tian straightened his body, before continuing in an unyielding voice. “They’re my disciples. What do they want to do, steal them away?”

Zhuang Xiao Er blanked out.

Wen Yuan rejoiced. “Master, you wish to accept them as disciples?”

Zhuang Tian: “They travelled from afar to come to our Ling Xiao Peak, and also passed our examination. How could I not accept them ah? One is Yuntian’s Young Master, the other is Feng Ming’s Young Master. If I don’t even want people like them, then I really can’t differentiate good from bad!”