Bie Xuening lowered her eyes to look at a corner of the training ground. Her gaze passed through layer upon layer of barriers and fell upon Zhang Yunlu, who was walking toward the Ascension Hall.
In a sense, Yuanjun had not been wrong just now...
Over all these years, she had only taken two disciples in total.
Her eldest disciple was rather mischievous, with an unusually peculiar way of thinking, so ordinarily all Bie Xuening needed to do was keep her in line and stop her from getting too carried away.
But this youngest disciple...
For the time being, she was still fairly normal, so Bie Xuening sometimes worried that she had not fulfilled her responsibilities as a master.
In Bie Xuening's memory, a master ought to be like her own master or junior brother.
Of course, Jiu Yu was an exception. If that rebellious disciple went three days without a beating, she would be climbing onto the roof to tear off the tiles.
Just as Bie Xuening was watching her youngest disciple, she heard Yuanjun beside her suddenly ask Xu Xing:
"By the way, fellow Daoist, I recall you mentioning before that Confusion's disciple seemed to be among this second batch of Ascension Envoys, correct?"
"Mm."
Xu Xing withdrew his gaze from before the Ascension Hall.
"Not long ago, I went to see him. His disciple will follow the second batch of Ascension Envoys through the Sword Sect's Ascension Platform hub and head to the mission worlds."
Yuanjun paused. "Then he..."
"He'll definitely blend in with them."
Xu Xing finished what Yuanjun had been about to say.
He was utterly certain of that.
He then repeated what he had previously told Senior Sister.
"Still, Confusion values that disciple of his greatly. He probably won't do anything reckless."
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