41. Take Me for a Disciple (2)

“Shut up!” Now everybody was quiet and looked toward the door. The dean had been waiting here in the courtyard for a long time, but he just focused on Ye Lan's way of detoxification quietly. So, the students didn't notice their dean who was usually so humble.

The enchantment was scattered. Ye Lan frowned with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. The spiritual energy here was so abundant that she felt overwhelmed after channeling some of it in. But she felt so pleased, “Things like this can't be wasted!” Though she appeared to be tired, the excited look in her eyes made Libao laugh so hard. “This girl, really! Ah! Don't know what to say!”

The chief disciple hurried to hold the man, and Ming Qingyu came forward to hold Ye Lan. Ye Lan felt a little bit fatigued due to the loss of energy. She frowned and shook her hands, “I'm okay!” She pushed Ming Qingyu away after finishing the sentence. Libao came forward and held Ye Lan in his arms.

Ye Lan's gratitude to Ming Qingyu was based on the fact that he saved her life, and it had little to do with emotions. So, Ye Lan was not comfortable with Ming Qingyu's touch; instead, Libao's embrace was so warm.

Ming Qingyu felt disappointed to some extent, but he couldn't say anything about it. That was the truth that Ye Lan didn't know him well.

Students who came back from practice were badly injured, and one of them had a special poison. Nobody could help because the medical elder was not around.

Ye Lan's help attracted the dean's attention. He gradually walked to the student who was poisoned and bent over to feel the student's pulse. After close inquiry, the dean’s frown eased into a slight smile.

He turned around and looked at the pool of blood on the ground, then he squatted and took out the Sanbai Needle to detect the poison. The needle went black when it first touched the blood, but then it turned white.

The Sanbai Needle was made of ice dragon's transparent skull, so it gave out icy air. It was transparent but had seven colors in the sun!

“Ah? Why did it become white?”

“Wasn't it black?”

“This poison is so strange.”

“Yeah.”

“Idiot! You don't even know that? You are so naive.”

“If you know, you can tell me.”

“Well. I'll tell you.” The one who was challenged cleared his throat and said proudly, “Ancients said the Sanbai Needle was a treasure for extracting and detecting poisons. When it comes to detecting poisons, it can be black, red, green, cyan, blue, yellow and white based on how strong the poisons are. White is for the strongest, and the strongest is colorless and tasteless. The extremity for the transparent needle is white.” The man smiled triumphantly and then cupped one of his hands on the other and stooped to greet the dean, “Please correct me if I said something wrong, sir.”

“Good! Good!” The dean praised the student slowly when he touched his beard and looked at Ye Lan.

“How old are you, girl?” This one was for Ye Lan.

“Me?” Ye Lan pointed at herself confusedly and then suddenly understood, “I'm 12.”

“12? Have you ever reached marriageable age?” The dean looked at Ye Lan softly.

“No.” Ye Lan answered honestly.

“Nowadays, there're so many talents. You know alchemy at the age of 12. Your future is unlimited. Do you want to be my disciple? I'll try my best to guide you.” The dean was looking at Ye Lan eagerly. Such a gifted girl could not be met in a hundred years, no, in a thousand years. I had to keep her if I met her.

“Oh my god! The dean hasn't accepted any new disciples for half of his life, but he offers to guide her this time.”

“Exactly, so many people are desperate to acknowledge him to be their master, but the dean always says no!”

“Wow, this girl is so lucky. She is liked by the dean.”

“Master? Oh!” Ye Lan understood that the dean wanted to take her as a disciple. The old man in the space was restless and tried to brainwash Ye Lan, “I'm your master. What's this dude trying to do? Steal my disciple!”

“Hehe!” Ye Lan was distracted and amused by the old man. But her uncontrolled laugh was exposed in public, and everybody had their own understanding. The dean took her laugh as a sign of saying yes.

“Great, girl.”

“Ah!? What is great?” Ye Lan's mind was wandering and suddenly got interrupted, so she looked at the dean confusedly. Ming Qingyu came forward hurriedly, “Hurry, kowtow to him, as to acknowledge him as your master. The dean would like to take you as a disciple.”

“No! You are my disciple and you can't be anyone else's!”

“Am I a half-hearted person?”

“You are!” Libao cut in at the wrong moment. He shook his fan next to Ye Lan and winked at her smilingly! Ye Lan was so angry. She had to teach the two a lesson.

“No, you are my disciple anyway.” The old man created a disturbance in Ye Lan's mind rascally. He rolled in the space and almost showed up to speak out!

“Miss Ye! Miss Ye!” Ming Qingyu pushed Ye Lan awkwardly when he saw her being mentally absent, “The dean asked you to be his disciple.”

“Be his disciple?” Ye Lan asked in reply and winked, “I haven't said I would like to be his disciple.”

“What?” Ming Qingyu hesitated for a while. But the dean realized right away and looked at Ye Lan unbelievably, “Why?” Ming Qingyu was happy if Ye Lan became the dean's disciple. She had to stay at the Fengtian Academy and he could see her really soon. That would be so good. He hoped Ye Lan accepted the proposal.

In terms of strength, the dean was one of the best in the Fengtian Continent. Thousands of people would like to be his disciple, but what happened to this girl?

“What? She doesn't want to be the dean's disciple? That's on purpose. She wants the dean to beg her?”

“The dean finally offered to accept a new disciple, but this girl refused. That's intentional!”

“She really thinks she's precious and refused the dean.”

“She did it on purpose, and she must be so happy.”

“I've already had a master. And I can't have another one.” Ye Lan replied honestly.

“You've had a master?” The dean murmured in disbelief, “Who is it? Who!”

“Well... My master's name is inconvenient to be mentioned; I hope you can understand.” Ye Lan answered dignifiedly.

“Is it inconvenient to be mentioned or impossible to be mentioned?”

“What are you afraid of? Is your master a devil, so you are ashamed to mention? Or is he an evil bastard?”

“Yes, yes! Or why not?”

There were a group of people who wanted to stir up trouble. Ye Lan frowned and felt so annoyed.

“Damn it! Teach them a lesson for me, Ye Lan. How dare they say I'm evil!”

Ye Lan was upset, and she knew how to respect other people's and her own bottom lines. She never asked what other people wouldn't like to say. The old man tried so hard to help her and she knew it. And she never inquired what he didn't want to say to give each other space. It was funny that those idiots wanted to know who the old man was when she had no idea yet. Ye Lan was annoyed, so when the person was about to provoke her, Ye Lan gathered her spiritual energy and slapped him with a backhand. A few teeth fell on the ground with some noises. And then that person crawled on the ground and lisped with half of his face swollen.

“Hey! Why do you hurt him?”

“She hit that person, dean!”

“She dares to hurt us in front of you, dean. That's disrespect.”

“He deserves it!” The dean agreed with Ye Lan's action impartially, “You insult other people's master in front of them. You deserve to be hit!” He was so honest with his words.

Ye Lan started to feel better about the dean no matter what he did was meant to please her or agree with her. If a person didn't respect their masters, they were half-hearted and most hateful.

“I don't want to be your disciple, but I want to be a student of the Fengtian Academy.” Ye Lan said honestly.

“But what's the difference? If you become my disciple, you will naturally become a student of the Fengtian Academy.” The dean persuaded.

“No, there's a vital difference. I've already had a master.” Ye Lan looked at the dean seriously.

“Alright! Alright!” The dean shook his head helplessly and smiled. He gave a gesture of “please” and Ye Lan knew it was asking her to leave.

“The dean has a clear mind!” Ye Lan smiled to show she accepted, “I have to leave because it's late!” The dean sensed the sarcasm in this sentence and paused. “The girl is fun and dignified. So much fun.”

“You want to leave right now? I'll walk you out!” Ming Qingyu looked back and saw Ye Lan. Though he felt disappointed, he still sent Ye Lan out of the door gently.

Libao led the way and thought to himself, “The dean let you go so easily.”

“How do I know?” Ye Lan talked back in her heart.

As expected, when they reached the threshold, the dean's voice occurred, “Hold on! Please stay.”

Ye Lan and Libao smiled at each other. Here we were. Ye Lan changed her facial expression and turned around to look at the dean peacefully. “You are a natural and I wonder if you want to visit the Shilian Tower.”

The Shilian Tower?

“The dean actually agreed to let her go to the Shilian Tower!”

“What kind of abilities she has to convince the dean to send her to the Shilian Tower?”

“What's so special about this coquette? The dean actually did that.”

“No, I want to go too!”

“What? You? You would die right after you step inside.”

“I don't know, but what if the dean wants her to die?”

“Damn it, the old man really tried so hard, but it's wicked as well. The Shilian Tower can't be visited by random people. There're all kinds of monsters inside. The man is so insidious.” Libao murmured in his heart with Ye Lan.

“But there're good things inside as well. Right.” Ye Lan seemed to think slowly but actually rolled her eyes to communicate with Libao clandestinely.

“Yes, yes, yes! There's plenty of good stuff in it!” The old man in the space came out and said, “I tell you that you have to go.”