Hypocrite Cold Master x Adorable Little Disciple 29

wouldn't have turned out the way he did. 。Qin Yang had a map, Ning Shu told him the route on the map. 。Then, a few people decided to leave the warehouse within the next two days. After all, their rema...But now, it's a mere hope for him to ascend Heavenly Prayer Peak.

Ning Shu had always felt that this place was deserted, and now it felt even more oppressive. He pursed his lips slightly, but he didn't know who to ask for help.

Even if he wanted to send a letter out, he would probably be noticed by his master.

Ning Shu hadn't practiced swordsmanship for several days. Anyway, he already knew that Si Kong Hengyu didn't want a diligent and obedient disciple...

Fortunately, Si Kong Hengyu has to go out for a trip these two days.

This was a pleasant surprise for Ning Shu. Although his heart skipped a beat, he didn't show it on his face.

The godless revered held the soft body of his beloved disciple, lowering his head to tangle with the youth's lips and tongue.

Then, in a voice as light as a warning, he said, "Just to put my mind at ease."

He paused, then tasted the youth's lips again, and only then did he speak in a slightly hoarse voice: "Your Master would never deceive you."

Ning Shu's eyes were slightly red from the kiss, and she behaved quite meekly in Shen Wu Zun's embrace. After a while, she softly asked, "Master, how many days will you be gone"

Si Kong Hengyu's gaze swept over those alluring lips, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"If you're quick, it'll be two days. If you're slow, you'll have to stay out here for a few more days." He seemed to think of something, his pale eyes softened slightly, and he went to touch the young man's supple waist.

Whispered, "The teacher is looking for something very important."

.....

Ning Shu didn't know what Sikong Hengyu was going to find. After the other party went out, he went to look for Zhou Wu Chang.

Zhou Wuchang hadn't seen him in a long time, and he opened the conversation: "Why have you been staying on the peak and not coming out I thought you were meditating again."

Ning Shu didn't know how to explain, only feeling a slight ease in her chest. It seemed that no one in Tianzongmen knew about his... master's affair with him. He had left Tianqifeng now, and she didn't know where he went.

Zhou Wu Chang said again, "Tomorrow I will go to the Hengshan School with my senior brother."

He looked over in some surprise. Zhou WuChang, seeing his expression, explained: "The sect's sparring matches were prepared a month ago. Master Ning, why haven't you heard anything"

Ning Shu has always been on the mountain, how could he possibly know He hurriedly said, "Do all the disciples of the sect go"

Zhou Wu Chang shook his head. "It was the elders who made the decision." After finishing, he added, "If you want to go, you can ask Shen Zun for permission. You know, people outside have already heard of you. Right now, they must be very curious. Even then, those genius disciples from other sects will not compare to your fame."

Who Si Kong Hengyu is, I'm afraid no one knows, no one doesn't know. Now that he has accepted a disciple, it can be said that the entire continent is shocked.

Everyone wants to see what kind of genius Ning Shu is.

Could one possibly have caught the eye of such a revered deity

Ning Shu didn't want to make a big splash. All he wanted these days was to lay low... As for his master coming back and not seeing him, would he be angry He couldn't worry about that anymore. Now Zhou WuChang was going out again.

Then an idea struck him, and he said aloud, "Nephew Zhou, you take me there."

...

Zhou Wu Chang didn't think there was anything wrong with Ning Shishu going with them. After all, he was the disciple of a divine being, only eighteen years old, and his cultivation had reached the middle stage of foundation establishment. Although he was far inferior to the divine being back then, how many people were like Si Kong Heng Yu

The next day, Ning Shu put on the same sect clothes as she had worn yesterday in Tongtian Sect and set off for Hengshan School together.

This time's Sect Competition will have many sects coming.

Zhou Wuchang along the way kept telling Ning Shu about which sects had disciples who became famous at a young age. Ning Shu tried to remember, but only remembered a few.

Tiānzōng Mén is a major sect.

Naturally, no one dared to neglect him. Ning Shu, following among them, was quite noticeable. He looked extremely handsome and beautiful, like a well-raised disciple of a sect. His clothes alone were adorned with an extra layer of blue trim compared to others.

Therefore, many cultivators are curious about his identity and are trying to find out.

Ning Shu was not accustomed to having people constantly stare at him. After his lodging had been arranged, he stayed locked in his room and wouldn't come out.

It was Zhou Wu Chang who wanted to drag him out.

Ning Shu had no choice but to go out with him. Along the way, they met disciples from other sects. Those who were proud and arrogant just gave a cold nod. As for those who wanted to curry favor, they were extremely enthusiastic.

The reputation and influence of Tiānzōng Mén are well-known, naturally no one would be willing to offend them.

There was indeed a group of cultivators who wanted to befriend Ning Shu, they were quite discerning. Within the Tianzong sect, this handsome and well-behaved young man looked like someone of noble status at first glance.

"It's only the middle stage of foundation building, Tianzongmen is nothing much."

A cool voice came over.

Ning Shu looked up and saw that opposite him was also a young man. The other party's eyes were picky, looking at him with disdain.

And others couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment, "It's actually Young Master Zi Xiao."

He's almost at the late stage of Foundation Building now, isn't he

"At only twenty years old, he is so formidable. I wonder how powerful the disciple that Shen Wu Zun took under his wing is"

Ning Shu was taken aback, unsure how the conversation had turned to him. A sense of bewilderment filled her heart. Zhou WuChang let out a cold snort, grasped the young man's sleeve, and said, "He is the genius who was rejected by the Divine Sovereign back then."

It was only then that Ning Shu remembered the rumor he had heard at Tiangzong Gate. A talented cultivator had gone to Tiangzong Gate and requested to be taken as a disciple by Sikong Hengyu, but was rejected outright. Furious, he went to other sects instead.

Zhou Wu Chang listened to those people's evaluation of Wan Ling Feng, saying that he was worthy of being the second Si Kong Heng Yu, showing an indignant expression: "He is also worthy The God Venerable reached the Golden Core Stage at eighteen years old, and he is still a sword cultivator. He is now twenty years old, compared to the God Venerable, he is far behind."

Sword cultivators from the mainland are rare, because breaking through is extremely difficult. That's why Si Kong Hengyu shockingly reached the Golden Core stage at the age of eighteen, which stunned the entire cultivation world.

Ning Shu listened, her heart inexplicably pricked by a sharp pang.

No matter how hard he tries to cultivate, he is probably still unable to keep up with his master's pace.

Because of Wan Lingfeng's words, those gazes immediately shifted to Ning Shu, making him the center of attention.

Zhou WuChang sneered: "Unfortunately, my Master Ning was already at the middle stage of Qi Refining at eighteen. He only came to Tianzong for three years. We disdain to compare ourselves with others!"

Those people looked shocked!

Wan Lingfeng spent six years to reach the late stage of foundation building, but he didn't expect that this handsome young man in front of him would be even more outstanding!

Ning Shu tugged at Zhou Wu Chang's sleeve, urging him not to argue with the other party.

While Wan Lingfeng's face was pale and his expression grim, he stared fixedly at Ning as she walked away.

Is the other person's last name Ning

He remembered that Sikong Hengyu's disciple was also surnamed this. Could it be...

Thinking of this, Wan Lingfeng's face became even more grim.

Ning Shu still didn't know what kind of stir they had caused after they left. He thought about how many days his master would be back at Tiānqí Fēng, and how many days he could stay here

Zhou Wuchang was called away by his senior brother, leaving Ning Shu alone to wander the courtyard of the Tianzong Sect's guest house.

"Uncle Ning"

A slightly surprised and delighted voice sounded.

Ning Shu turned back and saw a familiar face.

He was somewhat surprised: "Zhao Fang"

The young man across from him nodded and then said, “Uncle Ning, are you also participating in the Sect Competition”

Ning Shu thought for a moment and said, "I'm not going on stage."

Zhao Fang looked at the young man in front of him with a hint of greed. He hadn't seen him for a long time. The young man was even more handsome than before, with an indescribable aura that made people feel comfortable.

Ning Shu saw the young man staring at her intently and touched her face a little puzzled, "Is there something on my face"

Zhao Fang came to his senses and hurriedly said, "Uncle Ning, since we've met, why don't we sit down and have a good chat" He quickly added, "My private room is just ahead."

Ning Shu nodded slightly, startled.

Zhao Fang poured the tea and told the young man about the past two years, saying, "I am now in the Qi Refining Stage."

Ning Shudao, "Congratulations then." No wonder Zhao Fang could participate in the sect trials, his cultivation progress in two years was so fast, and he was a three spiritual root cultivator, it was indeed not easy.

He just felt that Zhao Fang's aura had changed somehow.

It became a bit gloomy.

Ning Shu didn't think much of it, just assuming that the other party had suffered too much in these two years.

The two chatted for a while longer. Ning Shu saw that it was getting late, so he bid farewell to the other party. Zhao Fang smiled and sent him out the door, not closing it until he could no longer see him.

The smile on his face instantly vanished.

"Could he be the one you've been longing for" a strange voice echoed in the room.

Zhaofang's face darkened. "Don't even think about hurting him," he said, his voice laced with warning. "I won't allow it."

That voice cackled, "A direct disciple of Sikong Hengyu, you dare to covet it Aren't you afraid he'll obliterate you with a single sword"

Zhao Fang's expression stiffened, then he said lightly: "This is none of your concern."

That voice, however, spoke with ill intent: “Don’t forget that you are now a demon cultivator. Sīkōng Hén yù is the number one enemy of demon cultivators. If the subordinates of the Demon Lord knew his disciple was here, do you think you could still protect him”

Zhao Fang's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

.....

Ning Shu slept soundly and woke up to daylight. The disciples of Tianzong Sect were assembled and ready, just one hour away from the competition.

Ning Shu sat among them, he did not need to take the stage for the competition.

Just need to look at the person on stage and compare. Cultivation levels are different, so the opponents are naturally different. But there are also challenges that surpass one's own cultivation level, after all, if you win, it will be a famous battle.

Ning Shu saw Zhao Fang, the other party actually won against a Foundation Establishment mid-stage opponent, which was somewhat surprising.

Meanwhile, Wan Lingfeng became quite famous, but his calculating gaze never left Ning Shu.

Only to see Wan Lingfeng sheathe his sword, “Does Tianzong Sect have anyone who wants to spar with me”

No sooner had he finished speaking than a senior brother stood up and said, "I'll spar with you."

Wàn Língfēng scoffed, "Didn't Tiānzōng Mén have anyone else" He pointed at the young man and said, "I wonder if a disciple of the Divine Lord would be willing to spar with me"iver down his spine. He didn't dare to move at all because the look in Ji Huai's eyes was no longer human.His facial expression, in particular, was terrifying.Bai Lu even had a moment where he thought...