"Master, Master."
Within Wen Zhixing’s Sea of Sense, the Nine Heavens Thunder Tree began to sway, and Si Nanyan’s voice, filled with joy, emanated from it.
She had thought it would be difficult to see her master again. Unexpectedly, in just a few days, they had pursued him to this place.
"You’ve arrived in Zhongzhou already?"
Wen Zhixing was sowhat surprised as well.
He had thought Si Nanyan and the others would co looking for him, but he hadn’t expected they would find him so quickly.
The next mont, Wen Zhixing’s thoughts stirred.
A Nine Heavens Thunder Leaf reflected out from between his brows.
At the sa ti, the ethereal projections of Si Nanyan and the other two appeared before him.
This was a special thod that could only be used with the help of the Nine Heavens Thunder Leaf, allowing both parties to see each other.
"Master."
Si Nanyan’s face had been cold for many days on the road. Upon seeing Wen Zhixing, it finally lted swiftly, like ice and snow eting the sun. The tenderness and smile in her eyes made her look like a lily blooming in spring—fresh, elegant, and peerlessly beautiful.
In her heart, now there was only Wen Zhixing.
Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue were not overly excited, but the joy in their expressions was more than evident.
"Don’t call Master anymore. From now on, call Sir," Wen Zhixing said, waving his hand.
The title "Master" had felt a bit interesting at the beginning. But hearing it too often made the other party seem cheap, unlike "Sir."
"Yes, Mas... Sir..."
Upon hearing this, Si Nanyan paused slightly. Though she didn’t understand Wen Zhixing’s thoughts, she complied anyway.
Whatever Master—no, whatever Sir said, that is what she would do.
Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue, however, trembled at the change.
The title represented Wen Zhixing’s attitude towards them. Calling him "Sir" versus "Master" was a completely different matter.
Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue exchanged glances, a gleam lighting up their moist eyes. Sir still has us in his heart.
Unlike Si Nanyan, the two of them had been subjected to the Enslave Skill. Under the effect of the slave imprint, their thinking had been forcibly altered to submit to Wen Zhixing. But they were still aware of this fact. Their mories had not changed; it was just that their will to resist was suppressed, and they dared not resist. They had originally thought they would spend their lives being ordered around by Wen Zhixing like dogs. But it seed Wen Zhixing did not truly intend to keep them as slaves forever. How could their hearts not be moved by this?
As they thought this, Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue’s gazes towards Wen Zhixing softened even more.
"Where are you now?" Wen Zhixing asked, naturally unaware of how much Feng Ruoli and Yun Xinyue had been thinking.
"Sir, we’ve already entered Zhongzhou and are currently residing within the Purple Cloud Divine Sect," Si Nanyan quickly replied.
"The Purple Cloud Divine Sect?"
Wen Zhixing was montarily stunned at her words.
He might not recognize other sects, but wasn’t the Purple Cloud Divine Sect the sect Li Juncheng was from? Among the plethora of compensatory gifts he had received before, there were many treasures from the Purple Cloud Divine Sect.
"Yes, Sir. We just arrived at the Purple Cloud Divine Sect not long ago," Si Nanyan confird with a nod.
"Did my Master co with you?"
Wen Zhixing currently could not see their surroundings, only the divine soul projections of the three.
"Yes," Si Nanyan replied, tilting her head slightly. It seed she was organizing her thoughts, considering how to summarize everything that had happened.
"Let explain," Feng Ruoli said, stepping forward. "Sir, that day you sent to find Liu Qingxuan. Coincidentally, at the Righteous Sun Sect, we ran into an Elder of the Purple Cloud Divine Sect. He was searching for candidates for Godson of the sect..."
Soon, all the events that had transpired were clearly laid out.
"I see." Wen Zhixing narrowed his eyes, surprised. "Bai Luqiu, Liu Qingdai, Zhang Tiancheng, Wen Miner... they’ve all co."
He more or less understood what had transpired. He hadn’t expected all his acquaintances to have co to Zhongzhou. Presumably, it was this Elder from the Purple Cloud Divine Sect who had traveled thousands of miles to Youzhou to find promising talents.
Wen Zhixing speculated. It seems the lineage of Xiang Yanwen within the Purple Cloud Divine Sect isn’t very strong. If their strength were formidable, there would have been no need to go to a remote place like Youzhou to scout for talent. However, Xiang Yanwen could be considered extrely lucky; after all, the aptitude of these individuals is quite good. Setting aside Liu Qingdai, who possesses the Undying Phoenix Primordial Soul, even Zhang Tiancheng, who previously had the lowest aptitude, now has the essence blood of his Longevity Body. It could be said that most of them have the potential to be a Godson.
"Sir, should we co to you now?" Si Nanyan asked again.
Now that they could contact their Master, there was no real need to join the Purple Cloud Divine Sect. They had never intended to join in the first place.
"Don’t be hasty," Wen Zhixing said, an idea forming in his mind.
Since the Purple Cloud Divine Sect is looking for Godsons, Si Nanyan and the others might as well join. After all, there wasn’t much for them to do if they ca to him. Well, if there was nothing else, they could spar. One-on-one, two-on-one, or Wen Zhixing could even take on all three effortlessly. With his current combat ability, unless Si Nanyan and the others resorted to the essence absorption technique they had used before, they could barely withstand his fierce attacks.
"Do you an for us to stay in this Purple Cloud Divine Sect for now?" Feng Ruoli imdiately understood Wen Zhixing’s intention.
"Yes," Wen Zhixing replied with a nod.
The main reason was that, with Si Nanyan and the others’ cultivation levels, they wouldn’t rank very high in Zhongzhou.
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