After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

The world is bustling with people, all for the sake of profit; the world is in turmoil, all for the sake of profit. What people are pursuing is nothing more than the word "profit".

Chu Chaoxian did the same, using the other party to seek a shelter and give himself a chance to breathe and grow.

If she wants to stay and play for a while, she should be straightforward and tell the other party what she wants. It is better to make it clear from the beginning. As long as it is within her acceptable range, it is not impossible.

The little cub raised his hands and said these words, which made people feel distressed for no reason.

The transaction, which seemed normal to her, made Wen Qingyu's heart tremble, and her eyes, which were full of compassion, showed even more pity.

He squatted down, looked into her eyes and warned her seriously: "I don't want anything. Don't say these words to anyone again in the future. Don't let anyone know your true identity. People in the world have many faces, constant desires, and often have sinister hearts. Everything on you will cause people to covet and rob, and even kill you, so you must not let others know."

"Don't you want mud?"

Chu Chaoxian tilted his head, very confused. If he didn't say anything at this time, he might have some big plans.

Don't do it now. When she grows up and the other party wants it, she won't give it to him so easily.

After all, if you want something from her, you have to pay a price.

Chu Chaoxian's lips curled up into a smile, and just as he was about to remind him again, the smile paused.

She felt tenderness on her head, a pair of warm big hands were gently touching her head, as if to comfort her.

Chu Chaoxian resisted the urge to avoid him touching her head and suppressed the coldness that was surging in her eyes.

The cold man chuckled, coaxing a child: "I don't want anything, you just stay with me from now on, okay? I'm Mingwen Qingyu, from Guiyun Sect. From now on, I'll be your master, Guiyun Sect will be your home, and I'll be your family."

Chu Chaoxian was silent, raised his little head and nodded excitedly, but he was sneering in his heart.

Countless images emerged in her mind, and she lowered her eyes and looked playfully at the hand in front of her that was pulling her.

Those people also held her hand and said lovingly: "I will be your family from now on."

“This is your home.”

Let her think about it, what happened to the person who said this last time?

Oh, she was blown away.

What about the last time?

Oh, burned to death in a fire.

One more time... Forget it, too many people have said these words, but in the end.

Chu Chaoxian didn't believe this. She wanted to see what the ending would be for this kind-hearted man. It would be really interesting.

"Do you have a name?" Wen Qingyu asked, "You should have inherited the ancient heritage, but it doesn't matter if you don't have one."

"Chu Chao..."

In the end, she still didn't say the word "envy". Everyone in the world says they envy others, but she feels neither envious nor sad. If she doesn't desire anything to envy, then she can be extremely powerful.

Playing in this world, playing in this world, of course one should be able to leave when the work is done, free from the dust of the world, and be free and unrestrained.

Hmm, this idea is a bit stupid for some reason, what's going on?

"What a good name." Wen Qingyu was once again serious and dignified. He concentrated for a moment and said solemnly, "Why not add a character and call it Chu Chaozhao from now on.

The sun is bright and shining[1], and it is bright and beautiful every morning and every evening. I hope you will be happy and live forever[2].

Chu Chaoxian, oh no, now it should be called Chu Chaozhao.

Chu Chaozhao looked up at the serious-faced man in front of him, trying to see something in his eyes, disguised greed, hypocrisy, or desire, but in these divinity-filled eyes, there was no desire or demand, yet they were also bottomless.

"Today happens to be the last day of the sect's disciple recruitment meeting. I will take you back to Yun Sect to meet him."

Wen Qingyu picked the person up. He was very familiar with the posture of holding a baby, as if he had held the baby countless times. However, when he touched the chubby body, he froze for a moment and became much more cautious.

The female cub seemed to be somewhat different from the male cubs he had held before.

The strange blood mist forest was filled with blood. The forest, which was always full of roars of ferocious beasts, was now strangely quiet.

The Blood Mist Forest is full of high-level spirit beasts, most of which are bloodthirsty beasts, and full of dangers. Although I don’t know why, those beasts are nowhere to be seen today...

Thinking of this, Wen Qingyu lowered his eyes to glance at the little cub in his arms, and understood what was going on. He pinched his fingers and cast another formation for her, covering up the dragon breath and true body on her body tightly.

When Chu Chaozhao was picked up, he was a little reluctant at first, but when he looked down at his chubby arms and legs, he simply drooped his head on his shoulders and pretended to be dead.

That’s it, it’s over.

Little did they know that after they left, the ferocious beasts that had been crawling on the ground pretending to be dead began to breathe heavily.

The beast was scared to death!

The person who had been hiding in the dark under the blood mist walked out slowly, blocked tightly with only a pair of eyes dim in the morning light. He looked in the direction they left, with a smile flashing in his eyes.

……

The towering green mountains stand still, the grass and trees are lush, and the mist surrounds them, like ink splashed across the world.

The huge palace stands in the mountains, towering into the clouds. Surrounded by clouds and mist, cranes are flying. In front of each main hall is a long stone staircase that is out of reach.

Disciples of the sect, wearing similar jeweled brocade robes, shuttled back and forth among the clouds, riding on cranes or flying on swords.

All of them are made of silk and brocade, shining brightly and colorfully, adding a different color to this unique ink painting in the world.

In the Chaoyang Hall on the main peak, under the gorgeous golden nanmu pillars, people dressed in various brocades sat on both sides with smiles.

Wen Xianyun, the leader of Guiyun Sect, sat high up in the upper seat. He glanced at the people below him and smiled appropriately as the leader of a large sect: "The sect meeting has ended. The leaders and elders have already selected the disciples they like. They are not taking them back to familiarize themselves with their own sects, but staying here. But is there anything else?"

What I mean is, the conference is over, why don’t you get out of here!

The leader of the Suiqiong Sect stroked his non-existent beard and laughed, "What? How did you know that our sect has accepted a genius with top-grade ice spirit roots this year?"

After he finished speaking, everyone around him looked up and rolled their eyes.

Who the hell doesn’t know that you’ve adopted a genius with top-grade spiritual roots?

Wen Xianyun smiled wryly: Haha, I knew that nothing good would happen if these old guys stayed!

People around me are too lazy to compliment or congratulate me, they hate it!

At this year's sect disciple recruitment conference, every sect received a genius, but that was a top-grade spiritual root! It was hard to come by in a thousand years!

Who would have thought that it would be snatched away by this damn old bastard!

And show off all the time!

The leader of the Haoyun Sect turned his head to look at Wen Xianyun and smiled, changing the subject: "The sect's disciple recruitment conference is held every three years. I wonder if Venerable Bai Qing has met any disciples he likes this year?"

When they heard him mention Venerable Bai Qing, all the eyes below looked over.

Hearing someone finally mention his senior brother, Wen Xianyun's smile became more genuine, but he pretended to look sad and said:

"As you all know, my senior brother has a divine pattern on his forehead. He is one of the few ninth-level immortal cultivators in the world. He is the most powerful among the powerful. But the more so, the more strict he is. He has always accepted disciples on his own.

The eldest disciple has the best thunder and light spiritual roots, and is a natural swordsman. He is only twenty years old, but he is only a fifth-level peak cultivator.

As for the second disciple, he has the dual spiritual roots of wood and fire, but he is only an early stage fifth-level cultivator and a sixth-level alchemist.

The third disciple is only a top-grade gold and fire spiritual root, a fourth-level peak cultivator, and a fifth-grade weapon refiner, alas..."

Everyone: ...Listen, this is just a small thing! Is this even human language?

Wen Xianyun continued: "Although you have received extremely satisfactory apprentices this year, no one can catch his eye...ah, is this something that can be said?"

He seemed to realize that what he said was wrong, and immediately pretended to apologize and said, "This sect master didn't mean that, please don't misunderstand me. This sect master meant that he is strict, do you understand?"

Understand shit! They don’t want to understand! They just want to beat up this old idiot with his mouth almost flying up to the sky!

It really makes them angry!

Seeing the leaders and elders of various sects shut up and look as if they had eaten shit, Wen Xianyun felt very happy. He subconsciously reached out to touch the jade gourd pendant on his waist, then restrainedly put it back.

Let them show off! He can't show off to death!

Once his senior brother makes a move, we know whether he is good or not, and everyone else is garbage!

The leader of the Suiqiong Sect snorted and said with disdain, "It's just that we didn't get any disciples. What's so great about that? Who in the five major sects doesn't have five, six, seven or eight disciples?"

He didn't say any unpleasant words afterwards. After all, that was Venerable Bai Qing, and even when his master came, he had to show some courtesy.

"Yes." The leader of the Qingyu Sect laughed, "Confiscated means confiscated, why does Sect Master Wen have to say anything else."

The leader of Haoyun Sect stood up and bowed: "Let's go."

Since they had asked what they wanted to ask, they felt relieved. As long as Venerable Bai Qing did not accept any disciples, they would have a chance to compete in this year's sect competition.

The other sect leaders and elders obviously shared his thoughts and were about to stand up and say goodbye.

However, at the entrance of the hall, a man with an immortal look walked in leisurely.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then silently retracted their feet, stood up, and saluted, quite respectfully. It was completely different from their previous appearance of watching a joke and secretly showing off and provoking.