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The entire Yuntian Sect traveled a long way to meet their idol, and the elderly sect leader warmly introduced Ye Jin to his fan club members while holding his hand.

such as……

"The chief of our sect is called Li Huan. He likes fighting so much that he would dream of flying over and beating you to death."

Nightfall: "?"

"And that swordsman who got bitten on the head by the golden-armored scorpion and looks kind of dead now is called Bai Lai, hahaha, he's coming out, but as long as we see you, our trip to this Five Sects Grand Competition won't have been in vain!"

Ye Moujin, who arrived even earlier than Bai Lai: "..."

"And that chubby kid, Shi Baizhou, who accidentally burned Bai Lai while setting fire to the Golden Armored Scorpion. He's a fire elemental like you, and back in the sect, he used to imitate you burning down our mountains every day. Hahaha, pretty impressive, right?"

"..."

Ye Jin's lips twitched; he had been somewhat stunned.

But seeing the Cloud Heaven Sect Master holding his hand, seemingly wanting to introduce others, the young man suddenly jolted and hurriedly replied, "Ah... well... he's quite capable."

At that moment, the teleportation mirror lit up, and Bai Lai rolled out first. Hearing Ye Jin praising Shi Baizhou, the boy's eyes instantly darkened, and he squatted in the corner, curling into a ball with a wronged expression: "Ah...why didn't you praise me..."

Nightfall: "..."

Ye Jin considers himself to have always been a cold and aloof person. He doesn't like to communicate with people, but he's not particularly resistant to it either. In short, he's not easy to get along with.

The boy was diagnosed with Su Yuanshuang at that moment, his cheeks flushed, and wisps of shy white smoke inexplicably appeared on his head.

Unexpectedly, there was a sect whose members were all fans of Ye Jin. Cheng Jiangui was proud of his disciple, straightened his back, and bowed to the sect leader of Yuntian Sect: "You guys have pretty good taste~"

"?"

The sect leader of Yuntian Sect had a question mark above his head.

After a few seconds, he politely tilted his head and asked, "Who are you?"

Cheng Jiangui: "..."

The smile disappeared from Cheng Jiangui's face and moved to the faces of the other four sect leaders.

The young man felt a dark cloud descend over him and squatted down next to the dejected Bai Lai, curling up into a ball.

The sect leader of Yuntian Sect was a very well-mannered fan. He shook hands with Ye Jin, introduced several of his outstanding young disciples, casually took out a photo stone, took two photos around Ye Jin to commemorate the occasion, and then happily greeted him.

"It's okay, Ye Jin. Even though you were practically invisible in the first trial and Song Heming got first place on the leaderboard, we still support you~"

Nightfall: "..."

The sect leader of Yuntian Sect waved his hand, turning back twice as he reluctantly returned to his seat, determined to be a well-behaved little fan, observing without disturbing.

Perhaps the opponent's attack on Ye Jin was too powerful, for the boy was unable to calm down for a long time.

He waited for Cheng Jiangui, whose face was dark with anger, to return and sit down beside him.

He snatched the black aura from Cheng Jiangui's head and, expressionless, placed it on his own head.

"?" Cheng Jiangui asked, "You're still unhappy?"

Nightfall: "I don't want to talk..."

Even Ye Jin was unaware of his immense influence, to the point that Shi Baizhou, now engulfed in flames in the secret realm, was imitating his idol with a fierce chuunibyou-esque act of roasting scorpions.

Cheng Jiangui exclaimed, "They look quite alike."

"???"

Nightfall suddenly turned his head.

Then Cheng Jiangui said, "You had the same childish expression when you burned my ancestor's statue."

"..."

The teenager, still a bit delusional, felt as if he'd been struck by an arrow.

Cheng Jiangui realized he had gone too far, so he quickly patted Ye Jin on the shoulder and offered a small word of comfort: "But the fire you set was bigger than his."

“…………”

Ye Jin turned his head away and whispered, "You might as well not comfort me at all."

Cheng Jiangui raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Actually, this third disciple was the one among his most beloved children, the one whose thoughts were easiest to understand.

Ye Jin has always been alone, without any adults to take care of him or any seniors to guide him. He awakened his spiritual root on his own, but he doesn't know which part of the process went wrong, causing his spiritual root to develop serious defects.

Logically speaking, such a bad kid could not possibly enter the Five Sects, let alone become a direct disciple.

But Cheng Jiangui vaguely remembered the first time he saw Ye Jin. The child was filthy, holding a kitten with a broken tail. Just as Cheng Jiangui was about to get close, the child puffed out his cheeks and fiercely set a fire.

Now, whenever Cheng Jiangui thinks of that scene, he can't help but laugh.

At that time, no one knew which string was touched, but Cheng Jiangui stayed with Ye Jin in the dilapidated temple for half a month, buying him food every day and feeding him a little bit of meat like feeding a kitten.

He met the boy in the human realm where spiritual energy was weak.

Cheng Jiangui remembered that he had asked Ye Jin if he wanted to go with him.

The boy pursed his lips, hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head.

Cheng Jiangui respected his choice, left him only some money, and then left.

Then, several more years passed.

His figure appeared at the Lingxiao Sect's recruitment plaza.

The boy had completely changed his appearance, but Cheng Jiangui could still recognize him at a glance.

He awkwardly clutched the hem of his clothes, a barely perceptible hint of grievance in his voice, and gave a soft hum, saying, "The kitten is gone..."

"I can come visit you now."

Cheng Jiangui was in a daze for a moment, then chuckled softly.

Then, in front of everyone, the young sect leader accepted his third disciple.

……

Looking back, Cheng Jiangui was briefly dazed again.

Nightfall is like a little hedgehog.

They may seem tense and fierce at times, but they are actually incredibly soft-hearted.

Arson? Fighting?

He just wanted to show others how great he was, and he was just afraid of being bullied like before.

They said they couldn't control the negative aspects of their spiritual roots...

Cheng Jiangui stroked his chin, thinking that he was in good control right now.

Ye Jin turned his head away, and hummed arrogantly again.

"I won't come out so early next time~"

Cheng Jiangui shook his head and said, "It's okay, I didn't place any bets anyway, you can play however you want!"

Suddenly, a "whoosh" sound came from the side.

The sound of two arrows piercing the heart.

Cheng Jiangui turned his head to look over.

He didn't bet on emotional stability. Meanwhile, the Wuji Sect Master, who had secretly bet on the Lingxiao Sect, clutched his chest, writhing in agony.

The other person clutching his chest was the sect leader of the Medicine King Sect.

"?"

Cheng Jiangui asked, "And what is it that makes your heart ache?"

The sect leader of the Medicine King Sect had a glint in his eyes, which were often filled with tears.

He pointed at the screen and began to complain pitifully, "Look at this, look at this! My apprentice is being played like a dog by Qi Jue!"

In the picture.

Qi Jue and Li Huan obediently fought.

To ensure Shen Tingsong's safety, the boy took out a snake blood vine from his junior sister's own body and tied the young alchemist to his waistband.

Shen Tingsong, a cultivator specializing in alchemy, followed them flying around, looking completely bewildered. They went up and down, up and down again.

Perhaps feeling a bit airsick, he couldn't help but raise his hand: "Um..."

Shen Tingsong suggested, "Why don't one of you kill me first?"