How Did You Cozy Up to Master Yi's Disciple

“Is that Master Yi's newly accepted disciple?”

“He looks so young! I heard he's already become a martial artist.”

“Apparently he's twelve years old, breaking the record for the youngest martial artist on Mount Dazhou. The previous record holder was Master Yi herself, who became a martial artist at thirteen.”

“Heavens, twelve years old. Senior Brother Bai is already fifteen...” Before the person could even finish, they were immediately swarmed by a group of men and women.

“What do you mean by that? Why bring up our Senior Brother Bai for no reason?”

“How old were you when you became a martial artist? How high is your martial arts level now?”

“Senior Brother Bai only started practicing martial arts at fifteen. How is that the same? How can you take things out of context like that?”

“If you don't know, go find out for yourself. When it comes to the speed of breakthrough alone, let alone Mount Dazhou, no one in the entire Xietian Mountain Range can compare to Senior Brother Bai.”

“I suggest the Law Enforcement Hall investigate this guy's background. He might be a spy from another faction sent specifically to sow discord.”

“I'm not, I didn't mean that...” The person's face turned red, and they slunk away in embarrassment.

...

“Why is it so noisy back there?”

Inside the waterside pavilion, the three who had been silent looked toward the shore.

Liu Ziyang shaded his eyes with his hand and spotted the tiny figure surrounded by the crowd. “It looks like... Master Yi's newly accepted disciple is over there.”

“Out of the way! Everyone out of the way!” The tiny figure suddenly started barging through the crowd.

“Huh? He seems to be heading our way...”

“Senior Brother Yan! Senior Brother Yan! There you are! I've been looking for you forever! Let's go! Let's go out and play!”

Liu Ziyang and Wang Hou stared dumbfounded at a beautiful little boy with red lips, white teeth, and fair, glowing skin, who was dragging Yan Pingsheng away. They exchanged a glance, both seeing astonishment and shock in each other's eyes.

By now, Yi Wangyou's body had been completely nursed back to health by Yi Xiaoxiang using various precious meats and precious herbs. His ninety-nine points of Stunning Charm were fully on display.

“Junior Brother Yi, wait a moment.”

“No, let's go! I have something to give you.”

Yan Pingsheng felt helpless. He gave Liu Ziyang and Wang Hou an apologetic smile. “Apologies, Brother Liu, Brother Wang, I must take my leave first.”

“Hehehe, no problem, no problem.” Liu Ziyang and Wang Hou forced smiles, cold winds blowing through their hearts.

Yan Pingsheng was dragged out of Yueling Water Pavilion by Yi Wangyou.

The boy pulled a small, serrated green flower from his wide sleeve.

“Senior Brother Yan, here, it's tasty.”

“What is this?”

“I don't know. Master told me to give it to you. She said it can improve your aptitude or something,” Yi Wangyou said nonchalantly.

In the crowd, someone recognized the serrated green flower and cried out in shock:

“That's... the Alligator Flower! Consuming it aligns one's constitution with the Posuo martial physique, making practicing the Posuo Sword twice as effective with half the effort! I heard someone once offered ten thousand gold to buy it from Master Yi, and she refused to sell!”

“What?! Ten thousand gold! And he just gave it away like that? Junior Brother Yi is incredibly generous!?”

That's right, that's right. I'm just that generous. Come on, fawn over me... Zhuang Xun was deliberately showing off in front of the crowd.

With this character, he wanted to act like a playboy to attract other playboys and expand his influence along the line of the seven great families.

This was because the birth mother of his second master, Yi Xiaoxiang, was a woman of the Zhou clan.

As a disciple who had been given his master's surname, their relationship was even closer than that of typical masters and disciples, making him practically half a member of the Zhou clan.

Although the seven great families seemed weak, as local forces of Mount Dazhou, they were highly united. Their combined strength could rival what the Shengxue Cult showed on the surface, and they weren't much weaker than the Wanxing Martial Academy, the City Lord's Manor, or Qushe Ridge.

If they factored in Yi Xiaoxiang, a Zenith martial artist, they could even contend with the latter three.

Bai Yujing corresponded to the Wanxing Martial Academy;

Yi Wangyou corresponded to the seven great families;

As for Yan Pingsheng, he would see if he could use his connections in the Jixin Courtyard to get in touch with the City Lord's Manor. Once he had planted his flags across almost all the righteous factions of Mount Dazhou, he could begin his offensive against the villainous side.

Meanwhile, Wen Qinyin's heart stirred upon hearing this in the crowd.

Having quickly formed a plan, a gentle smile graced Wen Qinyin's attractive face as she stepped out of the crowd.

“Junior Brother Yan, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to run into you here. It's been a while since we last met in the Posuo Hall, hasn't it? How is your cultivation going? Are you confident you can stay? I happen to be free today, so I can give you some guidance on the Posuo Sword.”

Yan Pingsheng asked, “Senior Sister Wen, what is the meaning of this?”

“What? Does Junior Brother Yan think your Senior Brother Han is better, and that I'm not worthy of guiding you?” Wen Qinyin rested her hands on her slender waist, pretending to be angry.

“Senior Sister Wen, you misunderstand. I didn't mean that at all. It's just... aren't you responsible for guiding Senior Sister Chen and Senior Sister Xu? Wouldn't this be too much trouble for you?”

“Nonsense. I'm responsible for guiding all of you. It's just that your Senior Brother Han insisted on dividing you by gender back then, and I had no choice but to agree. I've felt quite bad about not looking after you all this time.”

Wen Qinyin sighed, feeling smug inside. She thought to herself that the first step of leaving a good impression on Junior Brother Yi was complete. Next, she would continuously put down Junior Brother Yan during the guidance while elevating herself, thereby slowly eroding Junior Brother Yan's position in Junior Brother Yi's heart.

“Oh? And who is this junior brother?”

“Yes, this is Junior Brother Yi. I wonder if I could trouble Senior Sister Wen to look after him for a bit? I have some urgent matters to attend to.” Yan Pingsheng glanced at the Alligator Flower in his hand, looking conflicted.

He had no interest in wasting time chatting with Wen Qinyin. Although he knew no one would dare steal the Alligator Flower that Yi Wangyou had gifted him in broad daylight, it was still best to consume such a valuable item as soon as possible.

Wen Qinyin was stunned for a moment, then became overjoyed.

She looked down at the beautiful child who seemed completely indifferent to everything, pursed her lips, and smiled reservedly.

“Yes, since you have urgent business, go ahead, Junior Brother Yan. I'll take care of Junior Brother Yi.”