The graceful and voluptuous beauty, Shui Qianrou, patted her full chest as if letting out a long breath of relief.
She was of the same generation as Luo Huangjun and Dantai Jinglian, close in age to the two women.
Moreover, she had fairly good relations with both of them—who now seemed as incompatible as fire and water.
Hearing her words, the assembled great experts all nodded in agreement.
A chill ran through Chu Ge's heart.
A scene like a natural catastrophe—and it was merely them "verifying each other's cultivation," meaning they hadn't gone all out at all?
If they were to truly fight with full power, what kind of earth-shattering spectacle would that be?
"It must have been Master who won— that bad woman…"
"Uh— ahem, cough— Da-Da-Da— Elder Dantai…"
Su Lingyuan's words suddenly jammed in her throat, the sentence she was about to finish being forcibly swallowed back down.
Because she saw Dantai Jinglian suddenly appear before her—dressed in a red gown, her long crimson hair dancing in the wind.
At this moment, that bewitching, fiery woman, like a blooming red lotus, was smiling as she stared at Su Lingyuan.
"Pa!"
"Speaking without restraint."
A cold voice rang out as Luo Huangjun also appeared in the scene. She raised her jade hand and lightly knocked Su Lingyuan on the head.
Dantai Jinglian chuckled lightly. She was naturally not the type to bicker with a junior.
On the contrary, she actually quite liked Su Lingyuan back then, and had even once considered taking her as a disciple.
It was only because the girl had explicitly asked to take Luo Huangjun as her master that the matter came to nothing.
"Chu Ge."
Dantai Jinglian spoke, her scorching gaze falling upon Chu Ge.
Chu Ge, not knowing why, looked toward her.
"Consider this item a meeting gift from me as your martial aunt. Take it."
"Also, my junior sister's ability to teach disciples is truly rather mediocre—far inferior to mine. If you encounter any difficulties in cultivation, feel free to come to me for guidance. I welcome you anytime."
At the words "truly rather mediocre," Luo Huangjun's perpetually unchanging expression finally showed the slightest subtle shift, as if she were somewhat stifled with annoyance.
The voice was still echoing in Chu Ge's ears, yet the person who spoke had already vanished.
Chu Ge was completely baffled, but he still accepted the item she gave him.
From start to finish, he hadn't even exchanged a single word with her.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
'This Grand Elder Dantai truly acts with lightning speed and decisive force!'
"She seems to favor you greatly."
A cold voice rang out. Chu Ge felt a chill over his whole body as he met Luo Huangjun's icy gaze.
"Uh… I also don't understand why…"
"Enough."
Luo Huangjun calmed the irritation in her heart and looked solemnly at Chu Ge.
"Chu Ge, are you willing to take me, Luo Huangjun, as your master?"
Chu Ge returned her seriousness with equal sincerity.
"I am willing!"
"Chu Ge pays respects to Master!"
There was no way Chu Ge would give up such a massive backer standing right before him. Without the slightest hesitation, he agreed.
"Good!"
Luo Huangjun turned away. At the instant she turned, the corners of her lips lifted into a smile like melting frost.
She looked toward the respectfully waiting great experts.
"Pass word throughout the Sacred Land: announce Chu Ge as my Luo Huangjun's third personal disciple. Additionally, list Chu Ge as one of the candidates for the Taihuang Holy Son!"
The assembled great experts were stunned for a brief moment—then their hearts shook violently!