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

Yun Yao was stunned, and a strange expression appeared on his usually calm face.

He stared at Duan Qianchui, who sat on the high seat with white beard, white eyebrows, and dressed in white, and repeated it as if to confirm.

"Master?"

Su Mingyue raised her eyes, her expression smug, and said, "Yes, he is my master. Grandmaster Uncle, you are not the only one in the Tribulation Transcending stage. In the future, Mingyue will also have someone to rely on."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Duan Qianchui, "Master, are you right?"

She had just heard Duan Qianchui say that they should show some spirit and be more ruthless.

It seems he doesn't like Yun Yao very much either.

If I do it this way, I'm sure I'm not wrong.

However, Duan Qianchui seemed stunned, his previous composure completely vanished, and he looked utterly bewildered: "Wait a minute, you're saying they bullied you?"

Su Mingyue pouted and reached out to hug Duan Qianchui's arm, shaking it gently: "Yes, Master, it's those two. The little one is the worst. Don't let her small size fool you, she's actually the same age as Mingyue. Last time she even made Mingyue reflect on her mistakes at the Cliff of Repentance. The gale hurt so much, and Mingyue's hands and body were covered in cuts."

Even her face was something she managed to protect from injury with great difficulty.

Luo was also dumbfounded.

She looked up at Yun Yao and asked, "Master, isn't Grandpa Qi Xiu the real Master? How did he become Junior Nephew Su's Master?"

"I don't want to be her fellow disciple; I find it disgusting."

After saying that, Luo Zhenhuan pinched his nose and pretended to spit it out.

Yun Yao gave Duan Qianchui a deep look, nodded, and agreed with Luo Huanzhen's words.

"Okay. Let's go, your master will find you another weapon-cultivating master."

Luo Huanzhen nodded: "Mm!"

The two of them pulled their feet back halfway in, turned around and left without looking back.

Duan Qianchui panicked, "Hey! Yun Yao! Yun Yao! Don't go!!!"

He then turned to stare at Su Mingyue, who looked aggrieved, and trembled with anger: "These are the master and disciple you were talking about who bullied you every day?"

Su Mingyue sensed something was wrong and replied dryly, "Yes, yes."

Duan Qianchui was so angry he jumped up and down: "Yun Yao is my friend of a thousand years! You want me to stand up for you and settle accounts with him?! Do you know why I came to Xuantian Sect this time? That little girl beside him is my future disciple, my little disciple!"

Su Mingyue exclaimed in shock, "How is this possible!"

Duan Qianchui roared, "How is that impossible! You're such a troublemaker! You drove my brother and my little apprentice away!"

Su Mingyue, unwilling to give up, tugged at Duan Qianchui's sleeve, her eyes filled with tears and grievance, "But, but..."

"There's no 'but' about it!"

Duan Qianchui flicked his sleeve forcefully, shoving the man aside, and then quickly rushed out of the cave.

He's such an idiot!

Why wait for Yun Yao to come and invite him?

He should have gone up to Zhiyun Peak himself a long time ago. Instead, he took such a big detour and got himself into trouble!

"Yun Yao! Yun Yao!!! My little disciple, my little disciple!!!"

Su Mingyue slumped to the ground, utterly dejected.

Sudden.

Duan Qianchui rushed back, stood in front of Su Mingyue, and squatted down.

Duan Qianchui reached out his hand to Su Mingyue—

Su Mingyue was overjoyed and tentatively placed her hand in Duan Qianchui's palm.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, but she smiled through her tears: "Master, you're back? You didn't abandon Mingyue, did you? Mingyue is actually no worse than Junior Uncle..."

Unexpectedly, Duan Qianchui suddenly flung her hand away.

"What are you comparing?! Give me back the lotus throne!"

Su Mingyue was struck dumb, but she still pitifully took out the lotus throne from her bosom.

Duan Qianchui snatched it away, saying angrily, "You're turning black into white and talking nonsense! You're ruining my business!"

Then it rushed out again.

"Yun Yao! Yun Yao!!! Old Duan has no apprentices, Old Duan is all alone..."

Duan Qianchui caught up with Luo Huanzhen and his apprentice three miles away.

The two beauties, one tall and one short, were simply the epitome of Duan Qianchui's (a self-proclaimed "face-obsessed" persona) ideal.

I used to think Su Mingyue was pleasant to listen to and good-looking.

However, Su Mingyue was still far inferior to Yun Yao, not to mention the incredibly cute, porcelain-like little dumpling beside him.

"Yun Yao, is this our disciple?"

Duan Qianchui rubbed his hands together, wishing he could reach out and hug this little snow doll-like figure.

Luo Huanzhen grabbed Yun Yao's arm and hid behind him.

On her chubby, pink face, she was full of wariness and unhappiness. "Grandpa Qi Xiu, you are not Zhenzhen's master. You are Su's master."

Duan Qianchui slapped his thigh in regret.

"Oh dear, Grandpa was wrong! Goodness, that girl kept playing the victim, making up stories about someone bullying her! If Grandpa had known it was Yun Yao and you, he would have kicked her out long ago!"

There was no chance for Su Mingyue to get close.

"She's not my disciple at all. She begged to call me 'Grandpa' or 'Master,' saying she'd be my disciple's maid. But she's not even fit to be a maid. She's all talk and no action, but she's actually good for nothing. She's just a troublemaker."

It took Duan Qianchui quite a while to explain the cause and course of events to Yun Yao, who was expressionless and slightly angry.

He then took out the lotus throne, presented it to Luo Huanzhen, and asked, "Do you like it? How about I give it to you as a gift?"

Luo Zhen peeked out and stared at the lotus throne.

—This looks like the flying artifact that Su Mingyue will be using in the mirror in the future?

She has skin as white as snow, an ethereal aura, and likes to stand barefoot on a lotus throne. Coupled with her delicate, beautiful, and harmless face, she is always regarded as a compassionate Bodhisattva or fairy whenever she descends.

Luo Huanzhen's clear black and white eyes showed a hint of uncertainty. "Is this really for Zhenzhen?"

If she could obtain the lotus throne from her junior disciple Su.

Did that indirectly change her and her master's predetermined fate a little bit?

Duan Qianchui said, "Of course! Zhenzhen looks like a celestial child, so this lotus throne is perfect for her. Besides, it's a magical artifact that can be upgraded and used indefinitely!"

Yun Yao's expression softened slightly. "If you really like it, then take it."

Luo Huanzhen ran over, took the lotus throne, and hugged it to his arms, his eyes curving into crescent moons. "Thank you, Grandpa Qi Xiu!"

Duan Qianchui picked her up and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha! You're such a good girl! From now on, you have to call me Master!"

"Master!"

……

Seeing this scene from afar, Su Mingyue, who had finally caught up, almost dug her nails into her palms and bit her lips until they bled.

The throne and "master" that she had painstakingly sought had all suddenly become Luo Huanzhen's.

Su Mingyue trembled with anger, feeling that all her hard work and efforts over the past few days had been in vain. She had done so much but was disliked by Duan Qianchui, while Luo Zhen had done nothing but was coaxed into becoming her disciple.