Disciple Knows His Wrong

For a young amateur girl to participate in the Cultivation Grand Competition, with only two months to prepare, is quite an explosive decision, even in Bangkok.

Seeing this stunning beauty willingly walking to her death, and all for her useless Master, Ji Congliang, though perplexed, still felt compelled to warn her:

"Miss Yu Ye, you must understand that the disciples sent by various factions to the Cultivation Grand Competition are mostly senior brothers and sisters who started their training several years before you and I. Among them, there are many experts at the upper level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and even the lower level of the Core Formation Realm."

Foundation Strengthening, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Golden Core, Nascent Soul... expecting someone in the Foundation Strengthening Realm to contend with a lower-level Core Formation Realm expert in two months is simply absurd.

Lei Qiong raised his hand to stop Ji Congliang, looking at Yu Ye with a face full of gratification, and said, "Did you hear that? Do you still dare to participate?"

Yu Ye's face showed no fear. "Disciple knows there will definitely be a gap, but losing and surrendering are two different things."

Hearing these bold words, Ji Qinglin felt a little puzzled.

Could it be that she was stimulated today? This little one didn't seem so proactive yesterday. Putting aside whether she has other intentions, at least this wave of helping me argue my case is really effective. I didn't realize she was really on her Master's side.

Lei Qiong was quite moved by these words.

Seeing his Master about to have his territory taken back, his disciple, who had not even started cultivating, stood up to argue, even using the Cultivation Grand Competition, where she had no chance of winning, as a bargaining chip to fight for an opportunity for her Master.

Lei Qiong had built his current business from scratch when he was young. Coupled with the many emotions he felt in middle age, he was truly touched by Yu Ye's demeanor today.

No matter when, the growth of young people is dazzling and impossible to ignore.

Lei Qiong laughed loudly, "Good! Very good!"

Ji Qinglin, not quite understanding Lei Qiong's thoughts, stood up and apologized, "Chairman, please don't mind my disciple's impudent words."

"Why would I? I truly admire this child."

As he spoke, Lei Qiong poured himself a cup, drank it in one gulp, and sighed, "When people get old, their lofty aspirations also diminish. Qinglin, you know, I hate the organization's manipulation the most. Before calling you here today, I wasn't sure what was making me uncomfortable. Your disciple's words have clarified it for me. That's right, this is what Xin Dong Street should be like. There's no need for manipulation. We should just see the truth in the Cultivation Grand Competition."

Yu Ye bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Chairman, for your accomplishment."

Ji Congliang, who was beside him, still wanted to dissuade him, "Chairman, but if we lose..."

"So what if we lose? If we lose, we'll come back and cultivate again. Is there anyone in this world who always wins? As long as every disciple in my Xin Dong Street has such ambition, what does a temporary victory or defeat matter?"

Ji Qinglin seized the opportunity to flatter him, "Chairman's insight is brilliant!"

"If you need any support in cultivation, the Chamber of Commerce or I can provide it."

Yu Ye said excitedly, "Thank you, Chairman."

"Yu Ye, have you eaten? Sit down and join us?"

"Chairman, isn't that appropriate?"

"Sit down, I don't have so many rules here. I'm happy today, come on, Congliang."

Ji Congliang behind Lei Qiong was overjoyed when he heard this, but before he could sit down, he heard Lei Qiong continue, "Pour Yu Ye some wine."

"???"

The three glasses clinked together, as if it were a family of three reuniting with their servant. Lei Qiong, fearing that Ji Qinglin lacked experience in teaching disciples, constantly pointed out Yu Ye's upcoming cultivation techniques.

Yu Ye, on the other hand, acted as if she had never seen the world, carefully listening to the Chairman's guidance.

Ji Qinglin didn't expect Yu Ye to win any ranking, but the Chamber of Commerce's support would allow Yu Ye to install the precious cultivation modules she needed next with almost no cost.

However, thinking that Yu Ye was about to officially start cultivating, Ji Qinglin also knew that his time to search for cultivation methods was becoming increasingly urgent.

Even when they were about to leave, Lei Qiong patted Ji Qinglin's shoulder, "Qinglin, you've taken in a good disciple."

As the Master and disciple thanked him and were about to leave, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in red ran in, wearing a red leather jacket, with a perm and goggles on his head, looking like a rebellious Ghost Fire Youth. However, when he saw Ji Qinglin, he greeted him enthusiastically, "Hey! Brother Qinglin! What brings you here!"

"Zhenghao, we were just talking about you. Where have you been playing again?"

The Lei Zhenghao in front of him was the youngest son of Chairman Lei Qiong. Previously, in order to play some tricks with a few opposite s*x in the virtual space to experience the reproduction of different species, he purchased a virtual species platform neural server.

As a result, whether it was a product quality issue or someone was trying to harm them, the server overloaded after connection, causing several people's consciousness to be unable to recover. Ordinary people didn't dare to repair it, fearing that directly cutting off the power would turn them into vegetables. They could only find a way to shut down the device.

Fortunately, Ji Qinglin ultimately used his phone password protection ability to temporarily stop the server, which saved them.

The Lei family was very grateful for Ji Qinglin's kindness and maintained a friendly relationship.

"Racing outside with a few friends, and who is this beauty? Qinglin's sister-in-law?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is my disciple."

"Oh, oh, still a disciple for now."

"You brat!"

"Hey, hey, Brother Qinglin, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Lei Qiong called out to Lei Zhenghao, "No manners, running around all day long, can't you pay more attention to the Chamber of Commerce's affairs?"

"You're so healthy, I'm not worried about that. Besides, I still have my sister."

"Hmph, no ambition at all!"

"Haven't you heard? The most ambitious rich second generations are the fastest to squander their fortunes."

In the evening, after leaving Thunderclap Manor, the Master and disciple walked two streets before Ji Qinglin deliberately said in a strange tone, "Good disciple, cultivate diligently. In the future, your Master and the Coal Boss will be counting on you."

Yu Ye chuckled, "You're not even in front of Chairman Lei anymore, Master, and you're still pretending. With that move you made last night, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it in ten years."

"You can decide everything about our general store. Isn't your Master just waiting to retire?"

Crazy Night: This Master of yours is petty.

"Master, don't be angry! I was just trying to protect our general store, so I misspoke."

Upon hearing this, Ji Qinglin suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yu Ye, "Oh? For the sake of the general store, or for your own cultivation?"

Yu Ye had already prepared a set of words, but when her usually smiling Master suddenly faced her with a serious question, his starry eyes staring straight at her, she didn't have time to answer. Her pretty face flushed red, "Cultivation... isn't cultivation also for the general store?"

Ji Qinglin thought to himself that this little one really had her own ideas, but he didn't press the issue. He said coldly:

"The Master leads you in, but cultivation is up to the individual. Do as you please."

After saying that, he walked forward on his own.

Yu Ye: Is he really angry? "Master, with my comprehension, what kind of ranking do you think I can get in the Cultivation Grand Competition after installing the Grade A Meridian Set?"

"However many people participate, that's your ranking."

"Master, are you joking?"

Ji Qinglin turned around and said seriously:

"Joking? Have you seen people who completely abandon their physical bodies to install mechanical prosthetics? Have you seen people who use nanotechnology to revive even if they're shattered to pieces? Have you seen people who refine their souls to the point where a single glance can paralyze your prosthetics? Installing meridians is just laying the foundation. It doesn't mean you have powerful strength. That doesn't even include combat experience and intelligence gathering. You haven't even started cultivating yet, and you dare to sign up for the Dao Discussion Competition? Aren't you afraid of spilling blood on the arena?"

Listening to these words, and remembering that the only condition her Master had set was to keep her as a disciple, Yu Ye knew Ji Qinglin's concern and care for her. She lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and said aggrievedly, "Disciple knows her mistake."

Ji Qinglin thought to himself, Is that what you call knowing your mistake? But thinking that this little one was indeed standing up for him, he softened and said, "Forget it, at least the courage is commendable. Your Master will arrange the Cultivation Grand Competition, but remember not to act like this again in the future."

"Yes."