Chapter 7 - 7 Agreement
"Master Wei Cang of the White Deer Academy visits the Confucian Immortal with his disciple!"
Outside the Sacred Academy, an elderly man with white hair shouted loudly with a gloomy face, echoing throughout the academy.
Beside him, a girl of fourteen or fifteen stood tall, with an angry expression in her eyes.
Soon, a large crowd gathered at the Sacred Academy, and upon seeing the visitors, everyone was astonished.
"The head of the White Deer Academy, Master Wei? What is he doing here? Why does he look so unhappy?"
"You don't know? The Confucian Immortal has just taken a new disciple which has altered destiny. Master Wei must have come because of this."
"Hiss~ no wonder. Master Wei and the Confucian Immortal have never gotten along well, always competing with each other. This time, that girl he brought along must be his newly accepted disciple, too?"
The crowd looked up, and someone exclaimed, recognizing the girl,
"Isn't she the literary prodigy who recently triggered the radiance of the Literary Emperor's sculpture a hundred zhang* away? She's actually Master Wei's new disciple?"
Someone beside shook their head and said, "Her identity is not simple. She is the little princess of the Celestial Imperial Country, a born literary prodigy."
"It is said that she could speak at six months, wrote at one year, could recite the Book of Songs at three, compose poetry at five, achieve a small success in calligraphy at ten, and at fourteen she became a disciple of Master Wei."
"Not long ago, at her fifteenth birthday ceremony, she was given the name Ling Si, recognizing her quick wit and natural intelligence."
The crowd marveled upon hearing this. Even though they considered themselves knowledgeable enough to enter the Sacred Academy, they felt humbled compared to this girl.
It wasn't that their knowledge was inferior, but her terrifying speed of learning was truly daunting.
"This indeed explains a lot."
An elder of the academy sighed and spoke, "Master Wei and the Confucian Immortal share the same mentor but have conflicting ideals, and their relationship has never been good."
"However, the Confucian Immortal's talent is terrifyingly outstanding, excelling over Master Wei in every aspect."
"Now that Master Wei is getting older, he places his hope on his disciples."
The crowd nodded in realization.
In the past, Master Wei never accepted disciples, focused solely on contending with the Confucian Immortal. Only when he realized there was no chance, did he accept his first disciple two years ago.
Still, he started accepting disciples too late. Although extraordinarily talented, they fell short compared to the other three disciples of the Confucian Immortal.
But now the Confucian Immortal has also accepted a new disciple, the gap is not large, which gives Master Wei hope.
"Something's off, even if it's a competition, why does he seem so angry?" someone curiously asked.
A student who had just come from the Wentang Hall heard this and smiled wryly,
"Master Wei just named his disciple Ling Si two days ago."
"Yet within these two days, Mr. Li also accepted a disciple and bestowed a name, a courtesy name... Zhi Yu."
"Hiss!"
The crowd gasped in surprise.
Zhi Yu, great wisdom appearing foolish, this is not just about being clever.
Especially since it was acknowledged and personally given by the Confucian Immortal, the weight of this name is extraordinarily significant.
Without this incident, Master Wei's disciple's name 'Ling Si' was already outstanding.
But when compared to Zhi Yu... it is utterly overwhelming.
"Master Wei, my teacher is not here, if there's anything, please come inside to discuss."
As everyone speculated, Shu Han hurried out to greet.
The senior brothers and the master were not here, and now only he could stabilize Master Wei.
"Hmph! No need to sit, bring out Li Qingchen, I demand an explanation!"
Wei Cang's face darkened, showing no courtesy at all.
He had just bestowed a name on his disciple, and then Li Qingchen followed suit the next day, suppressing him in the process, how could he not be angry?
"Master, this must be a coincidence."
Shu Han explained with a wry smile, "My teacher has never cared much about these things, perhaps he didn't notice that Master Wei had just named a disciple as well, I think..."
Before he could finish, Wei Cang's expression turned icy cold and he reprimanded angrily,
"Li Qingchen doesn't care about these things? Are you implying I am petty, always monitoring whether he takes on disciples!"
"Moreover, he takes a disciple, so what? I haven't got the time to mess with him, but I name my disciple Ling Si, and then he comes with Zhi Yu!"
"Isn't this targeting? What else could it be?"
"Do you think this old man is aged and easy to bully now!"
Bang!
While speaking, Wei Cang's anger surged, releasing a terrifying aura, the mighty force shook the world.
"It was wrong of me to speak, I hope Master Wei won't be angry."
Shu Han felt numb all over and quickly explained with a pained smile.
If it were an ordinary person causing trouble at the Sacred Academy, the ancient relics would have struck with one palm long before.
But Wei Cang is different, he is the senior brother of the Confucian Immortal, they cannot interfere.
At this moment, only Shu Han, as a disciple of the Confucian Immortal, could join in the conversation.
"You are just a junior, I won't make things difficult for you, let Li Qingchen come out!"
Wei Cang suppressed his anger, looked towards the back of the Sacred Academy, and shouted,
"Confucian Immortal! Now your senior brother visits in person, do I not even have the qualification to meet you?"
The mighty aura turned into a divine roar, rushing at Li Qingchen's longevity plaque.
Shu Han's expression changed.
But before he could take action, Li Qingchen's longevity plaque emitted a faint glow, blocking the attack.
A tall figure in a blue robe gradually condensed from the light.
"After so many years, you still have that fiery temper."
The illusory figure of Li Qingchen rubbed his brow with a bit of a headache.
He took a step to the front of the academy, a sweep of his Divine Sense and he understood the situation.
"This... is really an undeserved disaster."
Li Qingchen also showed a trace of astonishment in his eyes.
This incident was really a coincidence. When he gave Chang Qing a courtesy name, he didn't notice at all that his senior brother had also given a disciple a name a few days prior.
And coincidentally, they were both names related to 'wisdom', no wonder he was angrily here so quickly.
Although the name has been given, there is certainly no reason to change it now.
"This time it is my fault, whatever solution you propose, I will accept it." Li Qingchen said helplessly.
If it were anyone else, he would not bother, but Wei Cang is different.
He is not only his senior brother but also the son of their master.
There was no deep-seated hatred between the two, just a matter of competitive spirit.
"If you acknowledge it then all is good!"
Wei Cang looked at Li Qingchen, his expression cold and said, "I have also just accepted a new disciple, her knowledge is decent."
"Since the Confucian Immortal could bestow a name like 'Zhi Yu', surely it is for a literary genius of a millennium."
"Today I brought my disciple to seek some guidance, to see where my disciple falls short."
Ling Si standing by also clasped her hands in a salute, speaking with some indignation: "I ask for the Confucian Immortal's consent, otherwise my literary path will be unfulfilled."
Li Qingchen hesitated to speak when he heard this.
"Of course."
Seeing Li Qingchen's hesitation, Wei Cang confidently said, "I accepted a disciple a year before you did, you can teach yours for a while before our competition."
"Is it a must to compete?"
Looking at Wei Cang's confident demeanor, Li Qingchen asked somewhat oddly.
"We must compete!" Wei Cang declared firmly.
Li Qingchen nodded, gave a pitying glance at young Ling Si, looked at his senior brother, and then sighed:
"Well then, come back and find me in two years."