After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

Su Mingyue was slightly taken aback.

After realizing that Yun Yao was actually speaking up for Luo Zhenhuan, her previously somewhat excited mood suddenly turned into speechlessness.

What's wrong with this man?

Even though she had already apologized and shown weakness first, he showed absolutely no sympathy or pity for her.

Lei Ziyue stammered, "Grandmaster, that's not what we meant..."

Hengyangzi remained silent.

He's good at smoothing things over with younger people; he's good at playing the subservient grandson with older people.

But he remained silent, and Yun Yao had no intention of letting him off so easily.

The refined-looking young man in a blue robe tapped on the table and slowly called out, "Nephew, what do you plan to do?"

Hengyangzi broke out in a cold sweat.

How did he plan to handle it? He planned to handle it according to the method suggested by his second disciple, Lei Ziyue.

It's simple, straightforward, and saves time.

It's all Luo Zhen's fault for insisting on making a scene, and even alarming his martial uncle...

So Hengyangzi said in a humble voice, "Zhenzhen is my true disciple, so naturally I will return her original title to her. As for Mingyue, I will take her as my seventh disciple."

"Master."

Su Mingyue suddenly spoke up weakly, "A disciple in the Qi Refining stage holding a demonic artifact. Yes, we are wrong, but isn't Senior Sister Zhenzhen also right? She dared to use a demon to attack our master today, and she will dare to attack other innocent cultivators in the future. Mingyue feels it is inappropriate for her to have such a terrifying weapon in her hands."

Hengyangzi was already wary of the magic weapon in Luo Zhenhuan's hand. If it weren't for this magic weapon, he wouldn't have been able to punish a mere Qi Refining stage brat.

Upon hearing Su Mingyue's words, he stroked his beard and nodded, "That makes sense. Zhenzhen, it's not appropriate for you to carry this."

Su Mingyue looked at Luo Huanzhen with an expression that said, "Yes, Senior Sister Zhenzhen, the flag in your hand is more suitable to be handed over to a disciple with a tolerant and peaceful mind and a gentle personality, so as to prevent you from causing a disaster in the future due to your recklessness and impulsiveness."

How could such a powerful magical artifact end up in the hands of that ugly, filthy brat, Luo Zhenhuan?

If only it were hers.

Although Luo Huanzhen was not familiar with the intricacies of human nature, he could tell that this older sister wanted her little flag.

She blinked. "Okay, I'll hand over the little flag. Who should I give it to? You can have it, okay?"

Su Mingyue bit her lip and said softly, "I'll hold onto it for now, and give it to them once Master decides on the true successor."

However, the moment her hand touched the flag, she felt a terrifying demonic pressure creeping into her body along the flagpole.

It was a kind of pain that she could not bear at all.

"ah!!!"

Su Mingyue instantly dropped the small flag, shrank back into Elder Danhong's arms, her whole body pale and her face filled with terror.

Luo Huan clapped his little hands and giggled.

Her little flag is powerful and domineering; not just anyone can wield it.

"Serves you right for being greedy! And don't call me 'senior sister' anymore. I'm leaving."

After saying that, Luo Huan hooked her finger, and the Myriad Demon Banner flew back to her little bun.

She stretched out her two short legs and tried to climb down from the table.

She returned to the Xuantian Sect because it was her home, where her loving master and fellow disciples resided.

But now, she doesn't want her master and fellow disciples anymore.

She did not want to stay in the Xuantian Sect.

Hengyangzi was furious and was about to blow his beard and glare at her.

Yun Yao calmly broke the tense atmosphere with a single sentence: "Alright, let her have the flag if it's hers. If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility."

Hengyangzi looked up, puzzled. "Junior Uncle, what do you mean by that?"

"What I mean is, since she's no longer willing to be your disciple, she can become my disciple instead."

He lowered his eyes and bent down, his jet-black hair falling gently across his cheeks. He looked intently at the tiny figure climbing down the bench and asked, "Little one, would you like to come with me?"

Upon hearing this, Hengyangzi couldn't help but step forward quickly, awkwardly stopping him, saying, "Junior Uncle, I disagree. This is unreasonable and will cause discussion within the sect."

This is his disciple.

Even if you don't want it anymore and are expelled from the sect, you shouldn't become a disciple of Junior Uncle Yun Yao again.

Where does this leave him to save face?

Yun Yao raised her eyes and glanced at him. "I'm not discussing this with you. If anyone in the sect is gossiping about it, let them come to me and say it."

The Myriad Demon Banner is a treasure of the demon race, and it also has its own nature, only willing to submit to the strong.

It's not something anyone can just hold if they want to.

Since she has fallen into Luo Huanzhen's hands, the only option is to leave her in the Xuantian Sect and raise her properly, lest the child develop a twisted personality and wreak havoc with powerful treasures.

Yun Yao's tone was so cold that Hengyangzi's words rolled down his throat, only to be swallowed back in frustration.

"Yes."

Yun Yao then looked expectantly at the child in front of her, "Are you willing?"

Luo Huanzhen stood there with his hands behind his back.

She originally wanted to refuse this young grandmaster named Yun Yao, after all, he was in the Tribulation Transcending stage, and Zhenzhen herself was also in the Tribulation Transcending stage.

Zhenzhen no longer needs any master.

But the way he taught Hengyangzi a lesson just now was so satisfying that Luo Zhenhuan was suddenly tempted.

She pouted and asked softly, "Does Grandmaster Uncle mean it's very, very big? If I agree, they can't discipline me anymore?"

Yun Yao smiled: "Yes, Hengyangzi and Elder Danhong are of the same generation as you, there is no such thing as seniority or rank. As for the other junior disciples, they should all respectfully address you as Junior Uncle when they see you."

Luo Huanzhen's eyes lit up immediately.

"I am willing!"

After saying that, she took the initiative to extend her small hand, which was covered in scars, and looked at Yun Yao with an expectant expression.

Yun Yao gently took Luo Huanzhen's hand: "Let's go, Shizun will take you home."

Luo Zhen nodded reservedly, glancing discreetly at the people in the secret chamber.

He glanced at the crowd again.

Seeing that they didn't react, he deliberately coughed and said loudly, "I'm leaving!"

Yun Yao chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand to hide her laughter, before slowly saying, "Didn't you hear me? Respectfully seeing off Junior Uncle."

"..."

"Respectfully seeing off Junior Uncle."

After everyone finished speaking, their faces turned green as if they had swallowed a dead fly.

Especially Su Mingyue.

As she watched Yun Yao gently lead Luo Huanzhen away, her jealousy grew wildly like weeds.