The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Chapter 306 Youth Song 97

He whispered, "But little Lu'er, no matter what difficulties or obstacles you encounter, don't be afraid. Because no matter when or where, your brother will always be your strongest support and protect you."

After hearing these words, Mo Luyi nodded gently like a docile little deer, with a happy and well-behaved smile on her face.

Then the three of them didn't even look at the young people, they just took off into the air and flew towards Penglai.

The crowd, who had been chatting or watching the excitement, fell silent upon witnessing this scene. Admiration filled their faces, their mouths slightly open, as if under a spell, as they followed the three figures as they gradually receded until they vanished.

The first to recover from their shock were Xiao Yu, Wu Xin and Li Hanyi. But before they could say anything, they heard Mu Chunfeng muttering to himself, "Could this be the legendary immortal?" His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

At this time, Lei Wujie came back to his senses as if waking from a dream, and said: "There are immortals overseas who can ride on the clouds, travel with the wind, coexist with the world, and grow old with the sun and the moon. Xiao Se, what you said is indeed true." At this point, he couldn't help but reveal his envy and yearning.

Sikong Qianluo looked at Lei Wujie unhappily and said, "You have a good memory."

Lei Wujie: "That's right, I just didn't like to learn before."

Seeing what they were about to say, Xiao Yu quickly said, "Let's go too." However, he was secretly thinking in his heart: No wonder my uncle was so abnormal today. Not only did he get up earlier than usual, but he also asked me to carefully prepare so many delicious dishes.

It turns out that he had known that his master was about to return! Thinking about the bittersweet story of how he came here to avoid starvation, his cooking skills increased rapidly.

After everyone returned, Xiao Yu looked around but couldn't find the three people. His heart tightened, and he secretly wondered if he should go out and explore. Just then, he saw the three figures slowly walk in from the door.

Mo Yi stared at them quietly and said softly, "Please sit down first." After everyone sat down as he said, Mo Luyi smiled and began to introduce Mo Yi one by one.

She pointed at one of them and said, "This is Baili Dongjun's junior apprentice sister—Li Hanyi. She's a master swordsman and is known as the 'Snow Moon Sword Fairy'."

Then, he moved his finger to another person and continued to introduce: "This is Ye Ruoyi, a disciple of Senior Brother Qi Tianchen."

Then, her hand fell on a woman and she said slowly, "This woman is Sikong Qianluo, the beloved daughter of Baili Dongjun's junior brother Sikong Changfeng."

Then, Mo Luyi looked at the man next to her and introduced him, "This is Tang Lian, Baili Dongjun's disciple."

Having said this, she paused briefly, pointed to another young man, and said with a smile, "This is Li Hanyi's younger brother, Lei Wujie, who is also her disciple."

Then, Mo Luyi pointed at the man next to Lei Wujie and said, "This is Xiao Yu's sixth brother, Xiao Chuhe, and he is also Sikong Changfeng's apprentice."

Then he looked at the next person and said, "As for this person, his father...his brother may have heard of him."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes showing strong interest. He asked with a smile on his face, "Oh? Even I've heard of this? I guess this must be related to Xiao Baili. After all, not many people have been able to set foot in Penglai over the years. Apart from that person back then, there's only Xiao Baili left."

Mo Luyi nodded slightly in agreement and replied softly, "Indeed, his father is Ye Dingzhi, whose original name was Ye Yun."

Mo Yi nodded thoughtfully, then said, "Oh, so that's how it is! I remember that Xiao Baili came here once, about ten years ago. He had lost all his power at that time, but even so, he was still obsessed with saving Brother Yun. So this child must be the son of Brother Yun that Xiao Baili has been thinking about so much."

After saying this, Mo Yi turned his gaze to Wu Xin, sizing him up and down. He saw Wu Xin's imposing bearing, a spirited aura between his brows. His talent was astonishing, not inferior to Baili Dongjun's in the past. More importantly, Mo Yi had a vague feeling that he and this young man had a kind of master-disciple bond.

So he asked Wuxin: "Would you like to be my disciple?" Wuxin was stunned. He didn't expect Mo Yi to suddenly make this request.

Everyone present was also shocked, and they all cast their eyes on Wuxin, their eyes full of envy. Of course, it was just envy, after all, they all had masters, and only Mu Chunfeng was truly envious.

Wu Xin lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed on the ground, lost in a brief moment of contemplation. After a moment, he raised his head and replied solemnly and respectfully, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior, but I already have a master."

Hearing this, Mo Yi let out a faint smile and said slowly, "But I guess your master is no longer alive, right? If not, how could we have this master-disciple relationship?"

Wu Xin's heart trembled at Mo Yi's words. True, his master had passed away, but his kindness to him was as great as a mountain, and the deep bond between master and disciple was unforgettable. Facing such a choice now, he felt torn and torn.

Seeing this, Xiao Se, who was standing by, stepped forward, gently patted Wuxin's shoulder, and said softly, "Wuxin, if Master Wangyou knew about this, he would also hope that you could have another master to protect you."

After a long pause, Wuxin finally slowly raised his head and cast his gaze straight at Mo Yi. Mo Yi's eyes were as clear as water, filled with kindness and expectation. In an instant, as if he had made up his mind, Wuxin suddenly stood up, gently but firmly knelt on the ground, and respectfully bowed. He said in a loud voice, "Senior, I am grateful for your esteem for me. I would like to take you as my disciple! Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."

Seeing this, Mo Yi's face immediately revealed a look of relief. He quickly stretched out his hands, gently helped Wu Xin up, and said with a smile, "Very good. From today on, you will officially become my disciple."

Li Hanyi watched this scene and leaned closer to Mo Luyi and asked, "Sister, is Mr. Mo Yi an immortal?"

Mo Luyi looked at Mo Yi who had returned and sat down, then said to Li Hanyi with a smile, "Probably. After all, he's already sixty-four years old now. If you say he's not an immortal, no one will believe it."