Chapter 177: Thoughts
"Cough, cough, cough." Wang Yufan coughed a few times. Li Meng’er was intentionally speaking ill of him, and right in front of him too.
"Li Meng’er, I kindly sent you to this Jidao Imperial Court to be a Saintess, and you’re not grateful to me, but you’re also undermining me. Aren’t you being a bit unkind?" Wang Yufan said.
Li Meng’er stuck out her tongue, "I was just telling the truth. Don’t you admit that when you trained Xu Changqing back then, he suffered a lot? Xu Changqing himself told me all of this, I didn’t make it up. I also know you did it for his own good.
But compared to Li Qiye, I just felt it was a bit unfair to Xu Changqing, wasn’t I right?"
Hearing Li Meng’er’s words,
Wang Yufan shook his head and said:
"You are both right and wrong. Changqing, although he has a special physique, his foundation was too weak, unlike Li Qiye who had already cultivated in the Li Shui Sect before.
That’s why I didn’t train him as much. Of course, you are also not wrong. After this grand competition, we’ll see Li Qiye’s performance. If it’s not good enough, I think what you just said wasn’t entirely without reason, it needs to be fair."
Upon hearing that his Master was going to train him, Li Qiye instantly felt his whole person wasn’t well. He had already heard that his Eldest Senior Brother, whom he had never met, must have suffered a lot on his cultivation path, and he probably wouldn’t be able to escape it either.
Just as the few of them were talking, there was a knock on the door of the private room.
"Come in," Wang Yufan said.
With a creak, Liu Wuxie, a White-robed Old Man, walked in.
"I apologize for disturbing Wang Yufan’s rest, that..." Liu Wuxie said.
Wang Yufan said impatiently:
"If you have something to say, just say it. Why are you old man being so hesitant?"
"Since Wang Yufan said so, I’ll be direct. I wanted to ask what realm your disciple is in now. I saw he was less than eighteen years old, and that day I thought he was exceptionally talented, but I didn’t get a chance to ask." After Liu Wuxie spoke these words, Wang Yufan looked at Liu Wuxie with a strange gaze.
"Old Man, when you say that, why do I feel like you’re here to poach disciples? This disciple of mine was hard-earned. Are you trying to snatch a disciple from my hands?" Wang Yufan said.
"Uh, no, no. Wang Yufan has misunderstood this old man. I was just marveling. I thought that when Wang Yufan leaves this Dao Realm, your disciple could cultivate in my Jidao Imperial Court. What do you think?" Liu Wuxie said.
"Oh, Old Man, you’ve really made a good plan. You’ve already thought about my retreat. I brought you a Saintess with a Rakshasa Body, and you’re still not satisfied? You even want to take my disciple. Tsk tsk tsk, Old Man, your personality hasn’t changed. You were like that before, and you still are." Wang Yufan said.
Hearing Wang Yufan’s words, Liu Wuxie’s old face flushed.
"Hahaha, Wang Yufan is joking. That was already ten thousand years ago. After a long time, people always change," Liu Wuxie said.
At this moment, Li Qiye and Li Meng’er simultaneously exclaimed:
"What? Ten thousand years ago?"
Li Meng’er quickly asked:
"Master, did you say that Young Master Wang Yufan knew you ten thousand years ago?"
Hearing Li Meng’er’s words, Liu Wuxie was startled for a moment, but then shook his head.
Seeing Liu Wuxie shake his head, Li Meng’er and Li Qiye’s moods eased slightly. They both thought they had just heard something incredible.
But then Liu Wuxie, after shaking his head, continued, "That wasn’t ten thousand years ago, I said ten thousand years ago. Maybe it was tens of millions of years ago. The exact time is too long ago, and I was only in a soul state before, so I don’t remember the time too clearly. Anyway, it was a very long time ago."
Hearing Liu Wuxie’s words, Li Meng’er and Li Qiye’s hearts, which had just settled, once again rose to their throats.
"Master, did you say that Young Master Wang Yufan has lived for tens of millions of years?" Li Meng’er said uncertainly.
Liu Wuxie shook his head once more and said:
"Well, according to what I understand, only those who, like me, survive in a soul state might live a bit longer, but not by much. Even souls will slowly dissipate over time, let alone humans. So, as for how Wang Yufan has lived for such a long time, only he himself would know.
No, don’t you know? Why don’t you just ask him? You’re asking an old man like me. This old man has met him a very long time ago."
Li Qiye and Li Meng’er slowly turned their heads and looked at Wang Yufan.
They had always thought Ni Chang looked only in his twenties, never expecting him to have lived so long. Wang Yufan could be their ancestor.
"Young Master Wang Yufan, oh no, Grandfather Wang Yufan." Li Meng’er blurted this out for some reason. And Li Qiye, beside her, followed Li Meng’er’s lead and called out the same.
Wang Yufan’s face darkened, and he directly gave Li Qiye a light flick. As for Li Meng’er, he directly gave her a flick on the forehead.
"What nonsense are you two spouting? Call me what you’re supposed to call me. Why are you calling me all this strange stuff?" Wang Yufan said.
"Ow, why did you hit me?" Li Meng’er said, wincing.
After inheriting Liu Wuxie’s Rakshasa Body, she became Liu Wuxie’s disciple. Liu Wuxie hadn’t even hit her, yet Wang Yufan actually hit her, which made Li Meng’er pout. At this moment, she was still wearing a ghost mask, but to Wang Yufan and Liu Wuxie, they could see right through it with a glance.
"Why did I hit you? Look at what you said, was that even human language? Is it okay if I call you big sister? Is it okay if I say you look old? You have no emotional intelligence." Wang Yufan said.
"What is emotional intelligence?" Li Meng’er asked.
Wang Yufan was stunned. These people didn’t understand the term "emotional intelligence." It was understandable.
"Just like what you just said, that’s not understanding emotional intelligence. Can I explain it that way?" Wang Yufan said.
Li Meng’er stood behind Liu Wuxie, feeling wronged. Before, she had always stood by Wang Yufan, but now that she had her own Master, she stood by her Master’s side.
Wang Yufan looked at her and shook his head, saying:
"Alas, a daughter, once grown, is bound to leave home." Wang Yufan felt like what he said was a bit off, but he had already said it. Who cares, as long as the meaning is close enough, it’s fine.
Hearing this, Li Meng’er knew Wang Yufan was talking about her, but it seemed like an ill-timed remark.
"Hahaha, Wang Yufan still hasn’t changed, still the heart of a youth," Liu Wuxie said with a laugh.
Wang Yufan glanced at Liu Wuxie and said.
"Tsk, not everyone is like you. I’ll arrange my disciple’s matters myself, so don’t bother. Just focus on training your beloved disciple well, and don’t look elsewhere."