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Moreover, with such a big commotion at Wudang today, the news has probably already spread.
If he couldn't take Lu Xuan as his disciple, Master Yunlong would probably slap himself twice in the middle of the night for the rest of his life.
“Master, I must take him as my apprentice.”
"This is an opportunity bestowed upon Wudang by the divine intervention of our patriarch!"
Seeing how agitated Daoist Yunlong was, Zhou Meng spoke calmly.
"Call the police first!"
Master Yunlong was taken aback.
"Master, is this a divine opportunity?"
"You idiot."
Zhou Meng jumped off the chair and gave Daoist Yunlong a sharp rap on the head.
Master Yunlong clutched his head, his face contorted in pain.
"Master, what are you doing?"
"You idiot!"
Zhou Meng was furious when he saw that Daoist Yunlong's brain was all fuzzy from meeting a genius.
Even extraordinary people have to abide by the law!
"You think Wudang is a den of human traffickers?"
"We always need to check if it's someone's child who's gone missing. If it's a relative, we'll look for their relatives. If not, we'll adopt them."
Zhou Meng spoke with a tone of disappointment and frustration.
Even if we accept him into the family, shouldn't we register his household registration?
"If we just keep him like this, won't he become an unregistered resident?"
"Ah this..."
Master Yunlong was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
"You're right, Master. Yunlong obeys."
A sword's cry suddenly rang out.
Zhou Meng and Daoist Yunlong looked over at the same time, and Lu Xuan just closed his eyes again.
The two were stunned into silence.
They can tell whether you're pretending to be asleep or not.
What truly surprised them was the fleeting aura that flashed through Lu Xuan's mind when he awoke after receiving the inheritance from Lu Zu!
Master Yunlong can no longer sense the flow of Qi within Lu Xuan's body.
Even under the watchful gaze of Daoist Yunlong, Lu Xuan's Qi had already subtly merged into this world.
Master Yunlong was truly astounded; such talent was simply born for cultivating the Tao.
If he can't take Lu Xuan under his wing, forget about sleeping for the rest of his life; he'll even sit up in his coffin and slap himself in the face after he dies.
Master Yunlong could hardly contain his excitement.
"Master, did you see that?"
Seeing this scene, even Zhou Meng, with his composed nature, couldn't help but be shocked.
"I saw."
"Master, we must take this child into Wudang no matter what!"
Zhou Meng nodded silently.
“This child should be my apprentice.”
"The advisor is right... huh?"
Master Yunlong, realizing what was happening, was speechless: "(⊙_☉)"
"What did you say, sir?"
Chapter Three: The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he could only address her as "Uncle-Master".
Twenty years later, at dawn.
Many young Taoist priests were performing their morning prayers, and the lively atmosphere rose with the morning light.
Among the many disciples, a Taoist priest dressed in white robes, lounging lazily on the bed, stood out.
Compared to him, even Wang Ye, who was just trying to take advantage of the situation, didn't stand out as much.
Wang Ye lazily assumed a fighting stance, muttering to himself.
"A big watermelon!"
Wang Ye may appear lazy, but his posture is perfectly composed, which is entirely justified by the numerous bumps and bruises he has received from Master Yunlong over the past few years.
"Cut it open!"
Master Yunlong walked out of the hall and looked at his young disciples who were doing their morning prayers with great satisfaction in his eyes.
This sense of relief turned into annoyance when it fell on Wang Ye, who was trying to take advantage of the situation, especially when he heard the incoherent incantations coming from Wang Ye's mouth.
Master Yunlong: "(?_?)"
This wicked disciple is actually slacking off here.
Then I saw Lu Xuan, who wasn't even acting anymore and just started sleeping.
Master Yunlong: "(╬ O﹏O)"
Master Yunlong snorted coldly, how could the younger generation be so lazy?
Why waste precious time here instead of attending morning classes?
Master Yunlong felt his fists getting increasingly itchy.
Seeing that Master Yunlong's face was getting darker and darker, the disciples exchanged glances and moved dozens of steps in perfect unison, exposing Wang Ye, who was trying to take advantage of the situation.
Wang Ye: "?"
Holy crap! You guys just sold me out like that?
Seeing that Daoist Yunlong's gaze had fallen on Lu Xuan, and that he was about to make a move.
Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, it wasn't aimed at me. He immediately tiptoed away, ready to slip away.
Sure enough, the next moment Master Yunlong made his move.
Suddenly, Daoist Yunlong soared into the air and then delivered a sharp rap on... Wang Ye's head.
"It hurts!"
Wang Ye: "ヽ(≥﹏≤)ノ"
"Master, you've hit the wrong person, haven't you?"
Wang Ye looked completely innocent: "Why did you hit me?"
"You still have the nerve to say it?"
Master Yunlong had a serious expression, exuding an imposing aura without being angry.
"Everyone else is doing their morning exercises, and you're just loafing around here."
Wang Ye, filled with inexplicable grief and indignation, pointed at Lu Xuan.
"If it's not Master, then there's someone else lying here!"
Another sharp rap on the head.
"Pain! Pain! Pain!"
Master Yunlong remained serious.
"What are you saying? You have no manners at all. That's just..."
As he spoke, Master Yunlong suddenly froze.
A look of regret, resentment, and a sense of "I was here first" crossed his face.
He moved his lips but didn't say anything, and finally became respectful.
Looking at Lu Xuan, he spoke carefully and clearly to Wang Ye.
"That's your... grandmaster uncle."
After Master Yunlong finished speaking, he seemed to shudder.
A feeling of inexplicable grief and indignation lingered in my throat.
Damn it, I was here first!
Why did you become the apprentice of the master, my junior uncle?
Master Yunlong: "(つω`。)"
Although he had called him that name many times over the years, every time he uttered it, he felt that there was a pitifully thick barrier separating him from Lu Xuan.
Zhou Meng is Master Yunlong's grandmaster and Wang Ye's great-grandmaster. Therefore, the protagonist's seniority should be Master Yunlong's junior uncle and Wang Ye's grand-uncle?
Wang Ye, standing to the side: "(?o﹏o`)"
Master, what's with this sudden melancholy?
This is completely out of character for you, who is usually dignified and serious.
Furthermore, Master, you are clearly bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
I feel so wronged, but I won't say anything.
Lu Xuan barely opened his eyes and saw Wang Ye looking aggrieved, so he lowered his eyelids slightly.
"Wang Ye! Let me sleep a little longer~"