After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 14 The only disciple

The lively scene fell silent, and everyone's eyes were simultaneously focused on Li Meng and Chu Xinglan.

Chu Xinglan: “…”

Brother, your flattery is so low-level that I don’t know whether I should be happy or not.

Sang Yunqi looked at Li Meng for a second longer, and seeing that he was still bowing with a flattering look on his face, he nodded reservedly.

"Ah."

After saying that, he ignored him and walked towards the main seat on the podium.

Everyone who passed by bowed respectfully to Sang Yunqi, but there was no other Li Meng.

Since Chu Xinglan was in Sang Yunqi's arms, he naturally followed the etiquette of the bigwigs in the cultivation world.

He was a little uncomfortable at first, but when he thought that he would soon be Sang Yunqi's apprentice, his seniority would naturally rise as well, so he accepted it with peace of mind.

But her little chest unconsciously straightened up even more.

Sang Yunqi naturally noticed his change and found it a little funny, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Not to mention his identity as Sang Yunqi's disciple, even if he was the prince of the demon clan, these people should have shown courtesy when meeting him.

Thinking about it, I feel a little proud.

Sang Yunqi and his group were the last to arrive, so after he sat down on the podium, Xu Zhuo signaled the elders below to start.

As for Chu Xinglan, who was still sitting on Sang Yunqi's lap, he was simply ignored by him.

Soon, a group of new disciples who had entered Cang Qiong gathered in the square. They were all wearing Cang Qiong Mountain’s disciple uniforms and looked full of vigor and vitality.

These boys and girls look young, and there is pride on each of their faces.

Especially when seeing so many people watching the ceremony, their backs stood straight, like young and tender poplars.

The center of the first row is naturally Song Ling, who possesses top-grade wood spiritual roots.

He spotted Chu Xinglan on the stage at a glance. He was about to raise his hand to say hello, but then he thought of the current occasion and just smiled at Chu Xinglan.

Chu Xinglan thought about it and looked up at Sang Yunqi.

"Song Ling is talented. Although he is a prince, he does not think highly of himself. Why not take him to the back mountain?"

Sang Yunqi glanced at him and said, "My place is not a shelter."

Chu Xinglan: “…”

"Top-grade wood spiritual roots, you still don't like them?!"

Sang Yunqi chuckled, "If I spread the news, I can have as many top-grade spiritual roots as I want."

This statement was quite arrogant, but for Sang Yunqi, it was natural.

Chu Xinglan was choked and wanted to say something but was interrupted by Sang Yunqi.

"You like him that much?"

"That's not the case. It's just that there are too few people in the back mountain. I think it would be more lively if there were more people."

Chu Xinglan did think so. In fact, he had been here for a month, and the only person he knew who was of the same age as him was Chen Xiu.

But Chen Xiu was already Xu Zhuo's eldest disciple, and he had many sect affairs to attend to, so he couldn't always stay with him in the back mountain.

As for Sang Yunqi, after all, one cannot live without friends. At least he himself felt that his relationship with Sang Yunqi was not just that of equal friends, not to mention that they were about to become master and disciple.

Song Ling, who entered the Sky with him, has a good personality and good talent, so it would be perfect for him to be brought to the back mountain to play with him.

Of course it would be better if you could bring a few more.

"Mu Chen's achievements in alchemy are good enough for him to be his master."

"Mu Chen? Who is Mu Chen?"

"The old man who came to rob people yesterday."

"..."

Chu Xinglan looked at Sang Yunqi speechlessly. You actually called him an old man? Who is older?

But looking at his face, Sang Yunqi really doesn't look old, on the contrary, he looks very young.

Chu Xinglan still had some hope, "Really can't take it to the back mountain?"

"If you say that again, I will banish him from the sky."

Hearing that Sang Yunqi's voice had a hint of coldness, Chu Xinglan wisely shut his mouth.

While they were talking, the initiation ceremony below was almost completed, and the next step was for qualified disciples to become apprentices.

Xu Zhuo glanced at Sang Yunqi.

Sang Yunqi stood up, put Chu Xinglan down, and walked towards the center of the field. Chu Xinglan didn't know what to do, so he had to follow him.

When Sang Yunqi stopped, Chen Xiu had already walked over respectfully with three incense sticks in both hands.

Sang Yunqi took it casually without any movement. The incense burned on its own without fire, and light smoke rose up.

Then Chu Xinglan saw this guy holding incense in both hands and bowing casually.

“Today, Sang Yunqi respectfully informs heaven and earth that he will accept Chu Xinglan as his only disciple, pass on his teachings, and inherit the legacy. Heaven will bear witness to this.”

After saying this, he bowed again and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Chu Xinglan's mind was full of questions at the moment. Not to mention why Sang Yunqi only accepted him as his disciple, did he hear Mosaic just now?

He looked at everyone present in confusion. Except for Xu Zhuo, everyone's expression was exactly the same.

The look he gave him was also full of inquiry.

Chu Xinglan shuddered uncontrollably and subconsciously wanted to run, but found that he couldn't move at all.

Before he could recover from the shock, Sang Yunqi had already turned around, with a fiery red jade token in his hand, and he looked at Chu Xinglan with a serious face.

"From now on, you are my disciple, Sang Yunqi. You must practice diligently and keep a neutral mind."

It was the first time that Chu Xinglan saw Sang Yunqi so serious. He couldn't help but become serious as well. He straightened his upper body and took the jade token with his two front paws.

"Yes, disciple will lead the training."

Sang Yunqi carried it back to the platform, looked at it absentmindedly for a while, and then left with it in his arms.

……

Chu Xinglan was lying on Sang Yunqi's big bed, playing with the fiery red jade token in his hand out of boredom.

After Sang Yunqi brought him back, he left in a hurry without saying a few words. As for where he was going, he obviously had no intention of telling his newly minted disciple.

Looking at the sky, it’s already dark and I don’t know whether I can come back today.

On the way back, he asked Sang Yunqi what he said at that time and why he couldn't hear it.

Sang Yunqi explained that he was speaking some ancient language and it was normal that he couldn't understand it, but he did it to show his seriousness.

Chu Xinglan felt that he was treating her like a fool and obviously didn't want to tell her.

After thinking it over, he still felt that what was blocked was the identity of the original owner, which he did not know yet.

But he needs to discover this slowly on his own, there is no need to be impatient, so Chu Xinglan put this matter behind him.

The next day, when Chu Xinglan opened his eyes, what he saw was fair skin.

He immediately closed his eyes again, and after a long while, he opened them again.

The scene in front of him did not change. Chu Xinglan slowly raised his eyes, and a handsome face that made people blush and their hearts beat fast came into his eyes.

He lowered his head again in a daze, his loose white undershirt covering his body in a mess, not covering anything that should be covered.

The chest in front of me rose and fell with shallow breathing.

Chu Xinglan slowly covered his face with his front paws, and streams of heat rushed to his cheeks.