All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 395 - 246 Yi Er, Don’t You Want to Take Elder Su as Your Master?_2

Chapter 395: Chapter 246 Yi Er, Don’t You Want to Take Elder Su as Your Master?_2
She pulled down the hem of her skirt to cover the thin trails of water that flowed down her jade legs.
—Of course, it was the sweat of nervousness.
Propping an arm under her pointed chin, her fingers tapping in the air, she looked at Su Bei with an expression that seemed to regard him as trash, and spoke, "Elder Su."
"I never thought you were this kind of person?"
"Were Die Yi’s words true?"
Su Bei shook his head with a sigh, his eyes brimming with disappointment. Hands clasped behind his back, he looked up to the sky, leaving both women with a lonely and desolate silhouette. "Since Miss Die Yi has spoken so, there’s nothing more for Su Mou to argue..."
"The innocent are clear of heart."
"It’s just that from this day forward, the world has lost one greatly benevolent soul..."
Then he turned around, his eyes full of sincerity, and looked tenderly at Key Smoke. "Saintess, do you not believe me either?"
Key Smoke nonchalantly extended a finger and lightly touched the twin bite marks on the tiger’s mouth of Su Bei’s palm. The marks were neat, orderly, and blood-red, perfectly matching the row of Die Yi’s silver teeth.
Su Bei smiled awkwardly, hiding his hands behind his back, about to defend himself. But then he noticed Key Smoke looking at Die Yi, her brows gently furrowed, her expression serious, as she softly spoke, "Yi Er."
"Didn’t you want to take Elder Su as your master before?"
"Once Elder Su returns from the South Wind Ancient Country, you should go to the Sword Sect and finalize this relationship."
The unexpected statement left them both stunned.
Su Bei looked at Die Yi in disbelief.
He knew well about her physique—Sacred Heart Enlightenment, utterly without flaw—and with her red aura of destiny, her future achievements were undoubtedly boundless. If she really could become his tool, incorporating a bit of her flawless physique...
Die Yi fell silent.
An array of emotions overwhelmed her. Despite knowing it was the path she had chosen, the indescribable complexity still filled her heart when it came to actually becoming his disciple.
If she went to the Sword Sect, did it mean she would leave her?
Their long-standing dependence had made the days spent with Key Smoke extraordinarily important to Die Yi.
"Auntie, I’m not ready yet. I want to wait a little longer."
Key Smoke’s brow creased almost imperceptibly, and she said faintly, "Yi Er, at the Sacred Land, I have never asked anything of you."
"You are already far behind your peers. Xiao Ruoching and Mo Li, disciples of Elder Su, have already surpassed their contemporaries in cultivation. It’s expected that even in the upcoming refresh of the Hidden Dragon List of the Twenty-One Provinces, their rankings will not be low."
"Even being in the top ten wouldn’t be surprising, proving Elder Su’s effective mentorship. It is, after all, the path you chose before: Sacred Heart Enlightenment, utterly without flaw. Such physiques are rare in the entire Twenty-One Provinces..."
"Do not waste your talent."
The Hidden Dragon List, left by the last Immortal to ascend from the Sacred Land, refreshes every five years. To be listed, the primary requirement is to be under thirty years of bone age, and then the rankings are determined by the Sacred Land based on a comprehensive assessment of talent and cultivation. Those on the list are undoubtedly the pride of major Great Sects across the world.
It is divided into three lists: Hidden Dragon Placing, the Hidden Dragon Origin list, and a further list also named Hidden Dragon Origin.
The Hidden Dragon Placing list has only three people: first place, second place, and third place.
Below it lies the Hidden Dragon Origin list, with a hundred names, the first being named the Transmitter.
Below that, the Hidden Dragon Origin list consists of five hundred people. This list includes Daoist Cultivators from the Dongfeng Ancient Country and Confucian Cultivators from the South Wind Ancient Country, all ranked together.
Su Bei had never seen Key Smoke so solemn. He vaguely sensed that she was planning for Die Yi’s future, should her own Tribulation-Crossing Stage fail.
Die Yi clenched her hands tightly. Hearing Key Smoke’s words, something seemed to dawn on her. Her eyes instantly welled with redness, tears gathering.
Why!? Why did Key Smoke’s Tribulation-Crossing Stage arrive so much earlier this life than the last? Was it because of Su Bei!?
Key Smoke turned her head to look at Su Bei, a smile playing on her lips as she said, "I’ll leave Die Yi in your care, Elder Su."
She paused, as if implying something, then stood up and gently tousled Die Yi’s hair. "Elder Su, you must treat her well in the future, and don’t let her come complaining to me that Elder Su has spanked her."
Then she flicked Die Yi’s forehead, scolding with a laugh, "Also, do I not know you?"
"Would he spank you if you didn’t provoke Elder Su?"
"Since you will take Elder Su as your master from now on, you must respect him and follow his teachings. Never commit acts that disrespect your master!"
Listening to Key Smoke’s rambling, as if she were settling her affairs, Su Bei looked at her somewhat expectant eyes and sighed, "If Miss Die Yi becomes a disciple of Su Bei, Su Mou will certainly treat her well."
"Just like Su Mou’s other three disciples, without partiality."
Key Smoke’s lips curled into a faint smile, and she nodded.
Then she personally handed the Coral Ginseng to Su Bei, saying meaningfully, "Take good care of this Coral Ginseng, Elder Su. It is also a gesture of goodwill from the Multi-Bao Pavilion."
Su Bei’s lips curved in a light smile as he looked over at Die Yi, whose complex eyes shimmered and whose slightly pale red lips were tightly pressed together. Her flowing dress fluttered in the night wind like a graceful jade butterfly.
True to her name, her clothes fluttered like a butterfly.
Then Su Bei placed one hand over his heart, his eyes gazing toward her from a distance, bright and profound, his demeanor tinged with tenderness.