Verdant Green Maiden had a meal at the Wei Family's home.
As for the money from Wei Bodhisattva, she still hadn't paid him back. After all, she'd swindled it through her own skill—uh, no, earned it through her own skill. How could she possibly return it?
There was no way she'd pluck hairs from a Jiao Dragon's hide!
Still, since she'd eaten his food, she couldn't just take it for nothing. Verdant Green Maiden decided to accept Wei Bodhisattva as her disciple.
Looking at Wei Bodhisattva, who stood there dumbfounded at the news, Verdant Green Maiden smiled and said, "Now you and your ancestor are fellow disciples. What do you think? Doesn't it feel wonderfully novel? From now on, when you make offerings to your ancestors, remember to call out, 'Senior Brother, bless me!'"
"That makes no sense."
Wei Bodhisattva shook his head.
Verdant Green Maiden nodded. "You're right, it makes no sense. But I'm the one who decides what makes sense. Are you going to study or not?"
"I am!"
Wei Bodhisattva nodded.
And so he really did become his own ancestor's junior fellow disciple. But it didn't matter. From then on, they could each call the other whatever they liked: Wei Bodhisattva would call Wei Qing his ancestor, and Wei Qing would call him junior fellow disciple. There was no conflict.
Though the Wei Family was now poor, it could still afford to send Wei Bodhisattva to school. But that alone wasn't enough if he wanted to climb higher.
What Verdant Green Maiden taught him were genuine skills that could make a name for him!
Countless people throughout history had dreamed of learning them.
One day, Verdant Green Maiden was instructing Wei Bodhisattva in spear practice. For some reason, the little rascal didn't like Sword Technique, but was