Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

Yuechan's excitement was suddenly reduced by half when she heard that she was not getting married.

But when I thought about what Dean Taiqing said before, once I became a direct disciple, I could stay by his side every day.

Will there still be no chance to make a move then?

First, stay with me to cultivate your relationship. Those who plan for big things will not stick to trivial matters!

"That......"

"I want to become a disciple!"

"May I?"

After Yuechan finished speaking, she looked up and blinked.

"Can."

Pavilion Master Chen looked at the white-haired little loli in front of him, smiled lightly and nodded.

Just when Yuechan was about to kowtow, Leng Yanran stopped her and said, "Wait a minute."

He turned to the master and said, "Master, although you don't care about these rules and so on."

"But now you are the true master of heaven and earth in this vast void. Recruiting disciples is a big deal."

"It would be more appropriate to be a little more solemn."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll lose my status."

Hearing this, Pavilion Master Chen nodded slightly: "Then just do as Yanran said."

"Um?"

"You just need to take care of this matter. If you need anything, you can talk to Taiqing."

"Master, I'll go back to Fallen Immortal Realm first and deal with some things."

Pavilion Master Chen was halfway through his words when he suddenly felt something in his heart.

The ancestral shaman nurtured in Buzhou Mountain...has been reborn!

"Yes." Leng Yanran and the others did not ask what the master was going to do, but just responded.

Under the respectful greetings of everyone, Pavilion Master Chen disappeared directly into the academy.

"Jie...Jie Jie Jie."

"Xiao Yuechan, our Tiandao Immortal Palace has an unwritten rule."

"Every disciple needs to be tested before entering the profession."

"You come to the house with Third Senior Sister and let Third Senior Sister examine it first before you can become a disciple."

Seeing the master leaving, Dongfang Han suddenly showed a wicked smile, rubbed his hands and wanted to extend his devil's claws to the little junior sister who had not yet started!

Today she wanted to see if she could escape the lowest ranking!

This Xiao Yuechan may not look older than me!

"ah?"

Yuechan was stunned, a little confused, but when she saw the evil smile and the slightly evil eyes, she quickly put her hands on her chest.

"Is there really such a rule!?"

Yuechan looked suspiciously at Fourth Senior Sister Zhu Wanqing. Among them, she felt that only the Fourth Senior Sister who seemed very innocent was kinder.

Especially when I was competing, I was still concerned about whether I was injured.

"Well......"

"It seems to have!"

Zhu Wanqing was stunned for a moment and nodded. This was indeed what the third senior sister told her back then. She had passed the test!

"Really?"

Yuechan opened her mouth. She still believed Zhu Wanqing's words, but this rule was a bit unseemly! ?

"How could Third Senior Sister lie to you?"

"You don't know that even if you were able to become a master, it was because Third Senior Sister I reminded you in Master's ear!"

"Hurry up and follow senior sister into the house for inspection!"

Dongfang Han smiled proudly and stepped forward to pull Xiao Yuechan into the house.

Leng Yanran couldn't stand it any longer, so she raised her hand and hit the third junior sister on the head, causing a painful cry: "Oh...it hurts!"

"Why did Senior Sister hit me..."

Dongfang Han pursed his lips in grievance, but after being glared at by the senior sister, he could only look away with a smile.

"I haven't started yet, so don't let me scare you."

"Okay, since Master has left the matter to us, don't be stunned."

"The arrangement of the arrangement, the notice of the notice."

Leng Yanran saw that the third junior sister had restrained herself a lot, and then she started to arrange things for everyone.

She herself was not idle, and went to find Dean Taiqing and asked Taiqing to help inform the Void Clan.

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[Falling into the Immortal Realm, Buzhou Mountain. 】

The figure of Pavilion Master Chen appeared directly outside the Blood Pond Cave halfway up the mountain.

The Witch Clan who was originally responsible for guarding suddenly saw a figure appear. He stood up immediately and was about to exude the blood evil aura of the Witch Clan to scare the opponent.

But after seeing their faces clearly, the group of witches instantly knelt down on one knee and put their fists on their hearts: "Subordinates, pay homage to the Emperor!"

"Um."

"Is there any movement inside?"

Pavilion Master Chen nodded slightly and asked casually.

"Reporting to the emperor, there is no movement."

The leader of the Wu clan answered without hesitation.

"Where are Xingtian and Dayi?" Pavilion Master Chen continued to ask as he walked towards the cave.

"The two leaders are at the top of Buzhou Mountain. Do they need to be notified to come to see the Emperor?"

The Wu clan tells the truth.

"Tell them to wait outside the cave."

Having said that, Pavilion Master Chen had already entered the Blood Pond Cave.

The Wu clan outside also immediately sent two people to the top of Buzhou Mountain to notify Xingtian and Dayi to come and see them.

After passing through the long cave, when Pavilion Master Chen came to the empty interior of the blood pool, a force of law suddenly struck, stopped in front of him and then suddenly dissipated.

"Xuan Ming...has met the Emperor."

"I didn't know it was the emperor arriving..."

After an exclamation, a familiar figure rose from the blood pool and knelt on one knee in front of Pavilion Master Chen.

Pavilion Master Chen didn't speak, just watched quietly.

The Wu Clan is not like a cultivator who cultivates the soul. Her skin is a healthy wheat color, and her muscles are very well-proportioned but not strong, which makes her figure more perfect without a trace of fat.

Xuan Ming, who had just come back to life with no trace of his body, suddenly felt uncomfortable and his face turned slightly red when he felt the direct gaze.

"Your Majesty the Emperor..." He spoke softly again.

"Put on your clothes first." As Pavilion Master Chen spoke, he had already casually exchanged a set of women's clothing from the system store.

Putting it on Xuan Ming's body casually, he took a few steps forward, came to the edge of the blood pool and looked inside.

The other eleven ancestral witches are also on the verge of recovery.

After scanning around, his eyes fell on the origin of the second female ancestral witch, Hou Tu.

As he raised his hand, a Taoist rhyme fell on Hou Tu's original mass.

For a moment, with a soft cry as if he had just woken up, the figure of Hou Tu Zuwu slowly emerged from the original package, curled up and hugging his legs.

Compared to Xuan Ming, she seemed a little less aggressive and very peaceful.

Eyelashes trembled slightly, Hou Tu opened his eyes, looking a little confused, and looked around.

When she saw the figure of a man, her first reaction was also one of shock, and she shrank into the pool of blood.

Then I saw Sister Xuanming standing next to the man...

It seems that this man seems familiar...

"Your Majesty the Emperor?"

Hou Tu asked weakly and tentatively. She had just recovered and felt that her thinking was still a little confused.

Seeing the man chuckle and nod, she felt a picture flash in her mind. It was the last scene at that time. In the temple, the emperor sent their souls to the blood pool.

Thinking of this, Houtu didn't shy away and stood up directly from the blood pool.