“Tsk, directly taking me as his disciple, this leaves me with no other choice!” Qi Jing Chun laughed wryly, seeing this.
Then, with a slight movement of his mind, he waved his right hand. A natal seal appeared before him, then vanished without a trace.
It reappeared in the blink of an eye, floating in front of Chen Ping An, who was taken aback.
“What’s this?”
Chen Ping An blinked.
“It’s Qi Jing Chun’s natal seal,” Zhi Gui explained, pouting.
Her own master had also obtained one of these previously.
She could, of course, recognize it now.
“Ah…”
Chen Ping An was bewildered.
He didn’t understand how this natal seal suddenly appeared before him.
“What ah? Understand that Qi Jing Chun has eavesdropped on our conversation again, acknowledged your master’s words, and is now ready to take you as his disciple. Quickly take the seal,” Zhi Gui said with annoyance.
She felt that Chen Ping An was truly blessed.
Although he hadn’t managed to make her his master.
He was able to become a neighbor to his master, an existence as incredible as him.
And his master was incredibly fair. Although he was going to take Chen Ping An’s opportunities, he was also compensating him.
Now he had encountered Qi Jing Chun, a Cave Heaven Saint of the Fourteenth Realm, who wanted to take him as a disciple.
This kind of luck, if it were spread out, would definitely make many people envious, jealous, and hateful of Chen Ping An.
Hearing Zhi Gui’s words, Chen Ping An couldn’t help but look at the natal seal again, then turned his gaze to Li Mu Bai.
He seemed undecided, wanting to hear Li Mu Bai’s arrangement.
“What are you looking at me for? You were destined to join the Wen Sheng lineage. Now that Master Qi has recognized you beforehand and given you his natal seal, why don’t you quickly accept it and thank Master Qi,” Li Mu Bai said with a smile.
“Oh.”
Chen Ping An nodded and extended his hand to accept the seal.
As soon as he took it, he felt the seal was warm, bringing him a sense of peace.
It felt as if with this seal, he could overcome any hardship or difficulty.
He had only felt this kind of peace once before, when he was with Li Mu Bai.
Feeling at ease, Chen Ping An, under the urging gaze of his mother, bowed respectfully towards the direction of the schoolhouse:
“Disciple Chen Ping An, thank you, Master…”
However, before he could finish his words.
A voice suddenly rang out.
“Stop. I’m not your master!”
“Ah…” Chen Ping An was stunned, bewildered.
He couldn’t help but look at Li Mu Bai again.
Didn’t he say Master Qi had already acknowledged him?
He wasn’t doubting Li Mu Bai, but he was confused as to why Master Qi would suddenly deny this.
Even Zhi Gui was a little taken aback, then she pursed her lips.
Perhaps Qi Jing Chun was going to test Chen Ping An further.
These powerful individuals liked to test their disciples.
“I said you were destined to join the Wen Sheng lineage, but I didn’t say you’d become Qi Jing Chun’s disciple. Quickly call him senior brother,” Li Mu Bai smiled even more brilliantly.
He had almost tricked Qi Jing Chun.
“Ah!”
Zhi Gui exclaimed in astonishment.
She almost thought she had misheard.
Chen Mu and Chen Ping An were equally bewildered.
In their eyes, Master Qi was already a Cave Heaven Saint.
He was one of the most powerful individuals in this world.
To be able to become a disciple of such a figure, it was already considered a great fortune.
But now, it wasn’t becoming a disciple of such a figure, but a disciple of his master, which was simply inconceivable.
Li Mu Bai: “What ah? Call him senior brother.”
“Oh, oh, oh!” Chen Ping An suddenly understood, then bowed towards the direction of the schoolhouse, saying, “Chen Ping An thanks senior brother for his gift.”
“Come to the schoolhouse tomorrow with your mother, and come to my place to pick up some books. Senior brother doesn’t have much to offer you, so he can only give you some books,” Qi Jing Chun’s voice, filled with a smile, came again.
“Okay.” Chen Ping An nodded.
After he spoke, Qi Jing Chun’s voice no longer sounded.
Chen Ping An couldn’t help but look at the natal seal in his hand.
He felt that today’s events were like a dream, unreal.
He had joined the Wen Sheng lineage just like that?
He had become the disciple of a saint?
This made him feel a mix of emotions.
Then he raised his head and looked at Li Mu Bai again. He said sincerely, “Li Mu Bai, thank you!”
“What are you thanking me for? I haven’t done anything,” Li Mu Bai was surprised.
“I was unlucky before, but since you helped me, my luck has changed,” Chen Ping An said sincerely again.
He knew how desperate and helpless he had been after his parents passed away.
People say that Chen Ping An was tough and independent.
But only he knew how much he had suffered.
If he hadn’t been afraid of dying and leaving no one to offer incense and burn paper for his parents, he might not have been able to grit his teeth and persevere.
After all, he was only five years old.
He was still a child born of his parents.
He wasn’t a god or a spirit.
He had his own vulnerabilities.
So he was very grateful to Li Mu Bai, incredibly grateful.
Even though Li Mu Bai said this was just compensation for him.
But he didn’t think any opportunity was worth Li Mu Bai treating him so well.
In his heart, he felt that meeting Li Mu Bai was already the greatest opportunity he could have.