Bing Yan: Manor Lord, How Much Do We Look Alike?

Who is Bing Qin?

"Does our Extreme Cold Mountain Manor have such a disciple?"

"..."

Upon hearing the name Bing Qin, the people present began to whisper among themselves.

Just then, a weak voice came from the crowd.

"Yes, Master."

Everyone present immediately turned their gaze toward the direction from which the sound came.

A young maid dressed as a servant girl walked timidly toward Bing Yan and Chu Feng with her head down.

Everyone froze on the spot. None of them could have imagined that such a high-ranking figure as Bing Yan would choose a mere maid as her disciple.

If word gets out, wouldn't we become a laughingstock? It would be fine if this little maidservant blended into the crowd at the Dao-Seeking Academy, but what if she became a prodigy?

Then the entire Extreme Cold Mountain Manor Extreme Cold Mountain Manor would become a laughing stock, with people saying that none of their thousands of young disciples were as talented as a maid.

Even if this little girl achieves nothing in the future, Bing Yan's actions will be seen by other forces as her not caring about the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor.

As a result, their Extreme Cold Mountain Manor will likely face a lot of trouble.

The most shocked person in the room was Bing Yushu. She looked at the lowly maid who used to fawn over her, now being taken as a disciple by that unapproachable aunt. Deep down, she couldn't believe it.

She snapped, "Bing Ya, how dare you! Your aunt calls me Bing Qin, what does that have to do with you?"

The sentence was not long, but everyone present heard it clearly.

The disciples of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor standing around Bing Yan also spoke up.

"Little girl, don't do anything reckless. If you anger that person, even if you're reduced to ashes, you won't be able to atone for it."

"That's right! He came here to recruit disciples from our Bing Clan. What right does a mere maid like you have to become his disciple!"

"..."

Bing Qin had not yet severed her ties with her identity as a maid. She bowed her head respectfully and said, "Miss, the name Bing Qin was given to me by my master. She also asked me to come and become his disciple this morning."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone around her fell silent, staring at Bing Qin in disbelief.

Some disciples with higher cultivation levels openly scanned her with their divine sense, trying to see what was so extraordinary about this little girl, and why she was chosen by Elder Bing, while we could only question and envy her.

Bing Qin cautiously continued walking towards his master, feeling extremely uncomfortable under the gazes of others along the way.

Besides Bing Yushu, the people who were most unable to accept that this little maid was chosen by Bing Yan were Bing Xiaofeng and his wife, and Bing Aogu.

The first two naturally knew the little girl's background.

Mu Rou said coldly, "If I had known that this little girl would be taken to the Miscellaneous Dao Institute to cultivate, I should have executed her and her mother together back then."

Are you crazy?

Bing Xiaofeng said in a low voice, "Saying such things at a time like this, and our lineage is already small. Father wanted her to live and for you to raise her. If Father finds out you treated her like this, we'll definitely be in big trouble."

"Waste."

Mu Rou snorted angrily, gritting her teeth as she stared at Bing Qin's retreating figure.

Bing Aogu was so angry that he was about to lose his mind. In his eyes, Bing Yan's actions were a slap in his face and a challenge to his authority as her father.

Otherwise, why would she choose a maid who doesn't even have the qualifications to cultivate, instead of one of the many outstanding disciples in the Bing Clan?

She's trying to pull herself down from her position as the head of the manor.

Bing Aogu grew angrier the more he thought about it, and coupled with the anger that had been building up over the past few days, he finally couldn't help but take a step forward.

Just as Bing Qin was about to reach Bing Yan's side, she blocked their way.

"Enough, Bing Yan, stop this nonsense!!!"

This loud shout pulled everyone back to reality from their shock and astonishment, and all eyes turned to the father and daughter.

The rest of the Bing Clan weren't worried about the manor lord getting into any trouble.

After all, no matter how much Elder Bing disliked the Master, he couldn't possibly harm his father.

This farce seems to be spiraling out of control.

An elder gently poked Ninth Uncle's waist with his hand.

"Ninth Uncle, you raised Yan'er since she was a child, why don't you go up and act as a peacemaker?"

"Roll."

Without even thinking, Uncle Jiu blurted out a curse.

"You old codger, you think I'm in your way because you've been hogging the position of Law Enforcement Elder for too long, don't you?"

"I wouldn't dare."

Having suffered a loss at the hands of Ninth Uncle, the elder dared not utter another word and could only quietly observe how things would unfold.

In the stands, Bing Yan maintained her usual aloof and proud demeanor, looking at her father with a questioning gaze.

"May I ask, Your Highness, where did Bing Yan go wrong? Please point it out to me."

"You!!!"

Bing Aogu was stunned for a moment. He wanted to shout, "You rebellious daughter, how dare you talk back to me!"

But when he saw Chu Feng looking at him with a half-smile, he swallowed his words back and changed his tune, saying, "Have you perhaps forgotten the rules of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor?"

"Excuse me, I am an elder of the Dao-Seeking Academy, and I am not required to abide by the rules of the Extreme Cold Mountain Manor."

Bing Yan's tone was calm, but every word she uttered made Bing Aogu so anxious he wanted to jump up and down.

"However, I'd like to hear about the rules of this Extreme Cold Mountain Manor Extreme Cold Mountain Manor, to see if I've offended you."

That's very offensive!

The thought subconsciously flashed through the minds of everyone present.

However, no one dared to speak out; they were not the owners of the manor, and speaking out could very well cost them their lives.

Bing Aogu coldly replied, "The core cultivation techniques of my Extreme Cold Mountain Manor's Bing Clan can only be passed down to those with the surname Bing. Servants are not allowed to cultivate these techniques, and the power of life and death over servants rests with those of the Bing family. In other words, you cannot take this little girl away unless I agree!"

"Oh."

Bing Yan gave a perfunctory reply.

Upon hearing this, Bing Qin's face, which had turned red with nervousness and excitement, immediately lost all color.

She instinctively stopped in her tracks, muttering to herself: Am I still unable to leave this cannibalistic den of monsters?

Upon hearing these words, the members of the Bing Clan couldn't help but light up, and some even revealed expressions of schadenfreude.

Although they were not chosen, they did not want to see a maidservant go to the Dao-Seeking Academy to cultivate.

Just then, Bing Yan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, "Then I would like to ask the Manor Lord a few questions?"

"Explain."

Upon hearing this, Bing Aogu thought he had intimidated Bing Yan and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are there precedents of the main lineage disciples of the Bing Clan, whether born of the principal wife or a concubine, being turned into servants?"

Bing Yan's smile became even more playful as she spoke.

Chu Feng gave her a thumbs up, almost unable to resist praising her.

Bing Aogu was somewhat confused about the meaning behind Bing Yan's expression, but still said, "Of course not. Even those born to servants are members of the Bing Clan, and their mothers are still considered concubines."

"Very good."

Bing Yan took a step forward and appeared beside Bing Qin, saying softly, "Qin'er, don't be afraid, with your master here, no one can make things difficult for you today. Besides, the manor lord will also verify your identity."

After she finished speaking, Bing Qin and all the Bing Clan present looked at Bing Yan with puzzled expressions.

"Um."

Bing Qin responded softly with a nasal tone, then let the other person hold her small hand and walk forward.

Seeing this, Bing Aogu's face grew even darker. He adopted a parental demeanor and reprimanded, "Bing Yan, what do you mean by this?"

Bing Yan wasn't angry at all; instead, she smiled and said, "Master, take a good look and see how much this woman resembles me."

Upon hearing this, everyone present turned their gaze to Bing Qin and Bing Yan.

Even Bing Aogu carefully examined the two of them.

You wouldn't believe it until you look, but once you do, you're shocked to see how similar the two look.

Seeing this, Bing Yan decided to intensify her efforts. With a wave of her hand, she instantly became hundreds of years younger, returning to her youthful appearance.

"Master, please take a closer look."

hiss...

The cultivators present gasped involuntarily upon seeing Bing Yan's appearance as a young girl.

A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

"Those two people just now only looked three-tenths alike, but now they look five-tenths alike. Could it be that Bing Qin is of the Bing Clan bloodline?"

"That must be it, and they're from the same lineage as Elder Bing, otherwise the two wouldn't look so alike!"

"..."

Bing Aogu naturally remembered what Bing Yan looked like as a young girl. He looked at Bing Qin beside him and murmured, "You... who are you?"

"Hehe."

Bing Yan chuckled and instantly reverted to her original demeanor, sarcastically saying, "It seems you're getting senile, Master. Your own granddaughter is standing right in front of you, and you can't even recognize her!"

The room fell silent after he finished speaking...