The Vice-Pavilion Master, Yuan Gen, was left speechless by the woman's sudden appearance. He wanted to curry favor with her, but it seemed impossible.
"Pavilion Master..." he murmured, his voice trembling. "I didn't expect you to trouble yourself with disciple selection."
Great Elder Duan Peizhi's face twisted in frustration. "Brother Yuan is right; Pavilion Master Chu's appearance is unexpected. But we're deciding who will be this talented young man's master. Your interference—"
She cut him off with an icy tone. "I don't need your permission, Duan Peizhi. He's mine."
Xiang Yongzheng's eyes narrowed, a dark scowl forming on his face. "Pavilion Master Chu shouldn't be so arrogant."
The woman's gaze turned even colder. "Arrogant? So what?" Her eyes fixed on Huang Longtian with a possessive intensity. "He's mine."
The tension in the air was palpable. The three men exchanged looks, their frustration clear, but none dared oppose her.
"Pavilion Master Chu, there's no need for this," Duan Peizhi said, his voice strained. "Surely, we can reach a more... agreeable solution."
"No," Chu Yuechan replied, her voice cold. "He's mine. This discussion is over."
The three elders stood in silence, exchanging glances of dismay. She was stronger than any of them, and they knew they couldn't afford to cross her.
The crowd bellow, was abuzz with whispers and gasps.
"Did you see that?" one cultivator whispered, his eyes wide with astonishment. "Pavillion Master Chu just shut them all down!"
"Unbelievable," another murmured. "These elder don't even dare to fart in her presence."
"I can't believe it," a third one added, shaking his head. "To have Pavilion Master Chu herself personally came to recruit you... This Huang Longtian is truly lucky."
"Hmph! What luck? If you were a Spell Master like him, you'd enjoy the same privileges."
Seeing that they had nothing more to add, Pavilion Master Chu dismissed them. She looked at Huang Longtian, her phoenix eyes gleaming with appreciation.
"From now on, you will be my disciple," she declared calmly, as if it were a matter of fact.
This act surprised everyone. Huang Longtian was about to rise.
Huang Longtian didn't even have a chance to respond before he felt a sudden force push his body. In an instant, he was transported to a stunning courtyard filled with blooming flowers, trickling streams, and the soothing sound of wind chimes.
A breathtaking blur of ethereal beauty. Flowers exploded in vivid colors—golden orchids shimmering under the sun, roses glowing and shifting with the light.
Sapphire-blue wisteria vines tumbled from ancient trellises, their blossoms cascading like waterfalls of celestial fragrance.
In the beautiful courtyard, Huang Longtian stood facing Pavilion Master Chu.
With her long, dark blue hair tied in a sleek ponytail and captivating light blue eyes, she exuded an undeniable beauty even beneath her veil. Clad in snow white robes that highlighted her slender yet voluptuous figure, she seemed like a fairy gracing the mortal world.
Huang Longtian had to admit, Pavilion Master Chu was extraordinarily beautiful—comparable to Leng Huangnu, but with a mature allure that made her even more captivating.
Chu Yuechan stared at Huang Longtian, her eyes narrowing slightly. A mortal as a Spell Master?
It was nearly unthinkable. Reaching such heights typically required at least the Body Tempering Realm, the first step in cultivation.
She assessed him quickly. A Spell Master would be invaluable for setting formations in pill concoction, and he was pleasing to the eye.
She didn't probe into how he'd achieved this; some things were better left untouched.
Everyone had their secrets, and this was no exception. The potential benefits made him an intriguing prospect as her disciple.
Pavilion Master Chu's gaze was icy as she fixed her stare on Huang Longtian. "Are you not going to greet your master?"
Huang Longtian, unfazed, replied, "I haven't accepted yet."
Chu Yuechan's brows twitched slightly. Did this mortal truly understand what he was refusing?
Her eyes narrowed, and the air around her seemed to chill. Huang Longtian felt a shiver run down his spine.
"I see," she said, her voice a frigid whisper. "And when exactly do you intend to accept? Tomorrow? Or perhaps never?"
Huang Longtian was speechless. How violent! At slightest conflict she turned hostile?
He kept his face neutral and asked, "What specific benefits would I gain from becoming your disciple?"
He had already decided to become her disciple after Leng Huangnu mentioned her—thanks to her alchemical skills.
With the cultivation technique he chose being a money burner, he needed a powerful backer, and Chu Yuechan was the perfect choice.
Pavilion Master Chu frowned slightly. "How could I forget you're a mortal? Don't worry. With me, Chu Yuechan, Pavilion Master of the Alchemy Pavilion, as your master, resources will never be a concern," she said, her cold voice dripping with disdain.
Despite her frosty tone, Huang Longtian sensed the underlying pride in her words. He couldn't help but laugh inwardly, 'What a fat sheep! Hahaha! This is too good!'
Thud!
"Master, please accept this unworthy disciple's bow!" Huang Longtian bowed deeply, disregarding how he might appear.
To secure such a wealthy woman, he had to grab her thighs tightly with both hands.
Chu Yuechan's expression froze in shock. The corners of her mouth twitched at the sudden shift. How did I ended up with such a cheap disciple? It felt like she had inadvertently invited a hungry wolf into her house.
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Back at the main courtyard, after Huang Longtian and Pavilion Master Chu Yuechan disappeared, some cultivators wished it had been them whisked away by such a renowned and beautiful master, while others cursed Huang Longtian's luck, envious of his sudden fortune.
The other elders exchanged helpless smiles before disappearing in a flash.
Regaining his composure, Elder Zhong announced the continuation of the tests.
Leng Huangnu looked at the spot where Huang Longtian had vanished, a brief flicker of sadness crossing her face before she smiled.