So that was it. Speaking of which, the Blissful Union Sect was full of handsome men and beautiful women. When it came to looks, their eldest senior brother might not have been especially eye-catching, but his bearing was absolutely leagues ahead. As for Xue Qingmu, he looked sturdy and simple-minded. On a child, that would be called endearingly naive, but he was already a young man, so it inevitably gave him an unsophisticated air—nothing like the sort of shrewd people the Blissful Union Sect raised.
"Generally speaking, shouldn't you have taken your martial uncle as your master?" After all, the setup of an old grandpa picking up a disciple was far more common.
Xue Qingmu shook his head. "Martial Uncle Wen already has a direct disciple, so it would not have been convenient for him to take me as his disciple."
His surname was Wen? As far as Wen Xu knew, Venerable Chishan, Wen Zhiyi's master, was also surnamed Wen. Moreover, that surname had only been adopted after he left Bitter Crossing Temple and joined the Blissful Union Sect. Wen Xu had vaguely heard Bushi mention that Venerable Chishan and True Lord Siren had once shared a deep bond as fellow martial brothers.
So it was this venerable who had picked up Xue Qingmu. That made Wen Xu look at the young disciple with even greater suspicion.
"Junior Brother Xue."
Xue Qingmu looked up. "?"
"Although I do not know why you entered this place by mistake, since you are already here and are so sensitive to what is happening within it, perhaps it is an opportunity destined for you." Wen Xu had always believed that Senior Buddha Lotus would never pull someone in for no reason. Xue Qingmu had once been saved by Venerable Chishan. If it truly had