Ren Wei's Thoughts

Hearing Ren Tingting's request, Qiusheng's brows furrowed slightly.

Initially, he was prepared to refuse outright, but after hesitating for a long moment, he ultimately agreed.

After all, the world was far too dangerous now; letting Ren Tingting learn a few methods to protect herself was a decent choice.

It would prevent her from being completely ignorant of basic common sense when she encountered danger.

"Alright, I'll go find Master right now."

Having said that, Qiusheng pushed the bowl he had finished clean over to Ren Tingting and went to find Uncle Nine, who was resting in his room.

At this moment, Uncle Nine was sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly recovering the vital energy within his body.

Although subduing the zombie this time hadn't caused him any life-threatening injuries, it had still depleted his vital energy, so he naturally needed to recuperate for a few days.

"Master."

Arriving at his master's side, Qiusheng saw that he was still regulating his breath, so he stood by his side without moving.

It wasn't until Uncle Nine finally opened his eyes that he spoke in a soft voice.

"Hmm? What has happened?"

Uncle Nine had only just opened his eyes when he saw his eldest disciple standing beside him, so he immediately asked in a low voice.

"Master, this disciple has a presumptuous request, and I hope Master will grant it!"

Seeing his master's inquiry, Qiusheng spoke up immediately.

"Speak, what is it?"

"Uh, Tingting says she wants to apprentice under you. I don't know if you are willing to take her in."

"This... I'm afraid that wouldn't be appropriate. Your master has never taken on a female disciple."

Watching the hope in his disciple's eyes, Uncle Nine said with hesitation.

"Master, this is an emergency! How about you just take her as a nominal disciple? You don't even need to teach her much, just enough to ensure she can keep herself alive when she runs into ghosts or monsters."

Qiusheng said helplessly. Indeed, asking Uncle Nine to take on a female disciple was truly difficult for him.

If only their Aunt-Master Zhegu were here; it would be perfect to have Tingting apprentice under her.

It was just a pity that, setting aside the fact that the place where Aunt-Master Zhegu resided was far too distant from Ren Family Town, the mere degree of headache Uncle Nine felt regarding that Aunt-Master made Qiusheng hold almost no hope in that direction.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard his master say:

"Qiusheng, this is truly somewhat inappropriate."

"Why don't you write a letter to your Aunt-Master, asking her to come to Ren Family Town for a temporary stay, and incidentally, she can take Ren Tingting under her tutelage. What do you think?"

"That is certainly no problem. I will go write the letter right now."

Hearing his master speak in such a way, Qiusheng had no more hesitation; he agreed wholeheartedly and turned to leave the meditation room.

He knew where Zhegu was located. Once he discussed it with Tingting, he could have his Aunt-Master invited back immediately.

However, as he walked, Qiusheng's brows furrowed, only for his expression to relax a moment later. He turned back toward the meditation room where his master was, a strange smile on his face.

Huh? What is this situation? Master, who used to avoid Zhegu at all costs, is actually asking me to invite her? Could it be that Master has had a change of heart?

Thinking of this, Qiusheng couldn't help but want to laugh, and his pace quickened.

"Tingting, Tingting, it's done."

Qiusheng walked quickly to Ren Tingting's side and said. As he spoke, he took her small hand and rushed toward his bedroom.

"Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng, it's not even fully dark yet, what are you doing?"

Being dragged firmly into his bedroom by Qiusheng, Tingting blushed, speaking with a shy, naive charm.

Seeing Tingting's reaction, Qiusheng was stunned for a moment, then his heart skipped a beat as he realized the little girl must have misunderstood.

He immediately flicked her dainty nose and laughed.

"You little girl, what are you thinking about?"

"I brought you into the room so you could help me prepare the ink and keep me company while I write a letter."

Hearing her Brother Sheng say this, Ren Tingting's face turned even redder. She began to bustle about in Qiusheng's room, hurriedly trying to explain herself.

"I wasn't thinking anything! Brother Sheng, don't talk nonsense."

"Right, Brother Sheng, where are your brush and ink? I'll grind the ink for you."

Watching Tingting's charming and naive appearance, Qiusheng couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled her into his arms, and after a moment of intimate whispering, he sat upright at his desk, writing the letter while chatting with Ren Tingting.

"Tingting, Master said that since you are a girl, it is indeed inappropriate for you to apprentice under him."

"But don't worry, I have an Aunt-Master who has always been on good terms with my master. This time, Master asked me to invite her to Ren Family Town, so you can apprentice under her instead."

"Brother Sheng, you have an Aunt-Master? Why have you never mentioned her before?"

"Heh, Tingting, you don't know, but this Aunt-Master of mine is very fond of our master."

"It's just that our master has always been pining for his childhood sweetheart, so he has always been hiding from her."

"The fact that Master would actually invite Aunt-Master to come out of seclusion because of your situation is something I truly didn't expect."

Qiusheng hunched over the desk writing a letter, gossiping about Uncle Nine to Ren Tingting as he scribbled.

Tingting rested her chin in her hands, gazing at Qiusheng with infatuated eyes, the atmosphere in the room turning exceptionally warm and cozy.

Soon, Qiusheng finished his letter. He turned his head to see Tingting had fallen asleep at the table beside him. He smiled, shook his head, and gently carried her to the bed, removing her shoes and socks.

Having finished, Qiusheng did not linger. He left the Public Mortuary of Uncle Nine and sprinted toward Ren Family Town.

Upon arriving at Ren Family Town, he found Ren Wei and told him he needed to send a letter.

Ren Wei immediately thumped his chest, guaranteeing he would ensure the letter was delivered. Qiusheng prepared to take his leave.

But just then, Ren Wei suddenly grabbed him, a fawning smile plastered on his face.

"Hehe, well, Master is above, please accept this disciple's bow."

Watching Ren Wei's performance, Qiusheng was stunned and quickly reached out to pull him up.

"Ren Wei, what are you doing? I'm not qualified to take on disciples yet. If you really want to practice the Dao, go beg my master to take you in."

"No, I only wish to serve under you, Master, and be your disciple."

Faced with Qiusheng's refusal, Ren Wei remained insistent.

He had his own little schemes for being so persistent.

One had to know that Qiusheng and his peers were currently the twenty-third generation of Maoshan.

If Ren Wei were to apprentice under Uncle Nine, he would just be an ordinary twenty-third-generation disciple, with countless senior brothers and sisters above him.

But if he apprenticed under Qiusheng, he would be the eldest disciple of the twenty-fourth generation. Think of how much face that would bring!