After saying goodbye to Jidong Kui, Lan Ran and Qingyang Qili followed at my side. As I flew toward Lan Ran's residence, I eagerly opened the box, but before I could see what was inside, I suddenly remembered something and said, "I forgot to get the first-grade evaluation..."
Qingyang Qili looked completely baffled, but Lan Ran took a token from her sleeve. She said, "Did you think Martial Mother would go back on her word? It's obvious she really likes you. If you became her disciple and she said she'd dote on you like a treasure, I'm afraid she might go too far."
"I know that, of course. It's just really inconvenient." I smiled. I did want a female master, but my tendency to bring disaster upon my masters wasn't fake. I had already gotten Master Dongfang Fu killed. If you call him a person, he was merely the incarnation of the State Altar Diagram; if you call him the State Altar Diagram, he'd probably hack you with his sword. Sigh, I couldn't become his disciple.
If I were only worshiping Jidong Shengtian as my master, I wouldn't mind killing him with my bad luck—in fact, I might even be happy about it. But his kind-hearted wife would also have to suffer, and then I'd be harming people. If Lan Ran came after me over it later, we'd become lifelong enemies.
"Hmph. You look like someone who can't stand being restrained, either. If you joined, you might get expelled from the sect one day." Lan Ran knew I wasn't willing and didn't try to persuade me further.
"Senior Sister Lan and Senior Brother Luo have such a good relationship..." Qingyang Qili said with a smile from the side. I looked toward Lan Ran. Her cheeks were flushed, yet she still