"Eat up."
Chen Ye picked up his chopsticks and placed a rib on each of his three disciples’ plates, smiling slightly,
"Eat your fill, only then will you have the strength to give those geniuses a proper lesson in the Luoxiao Grotto Heaven."
"Mhm mhm!"
The little girl couldn’t wait for her master’s offering; she eagerly braced her little hands on the table, leaning forward to bite onto her master’s chopsticks.
What a gluttonous little girl!
Chen Ye was helpless.
He always had some worry—Qing Jun was too confident, fearless of anything, and he feared Qing Jun would suffer a setback due to carelessness.
Fortunately.
This time, Zhiwei would accompany her, and Chen Ye was quite reassured by Zhiwei’s presence.
He looked at his eldest disciple and was instantly taken aback.
The black-haired girl was solemn, speaking firmly, "Master, rest assured! I will surely live up to your expectations and not bring shame to your name!"
"Uh... that’s not necessary, safety first."
Chen Ye quickly advised.
He nearly forgot that this disciple always paid too much attention to such matters.
"Master, I know my limits!" Zhiwei said softly.
Upon hearing this, Chen Ye felt somewhat at ease.
The eldest disciple is someone with good judgment, knowing what should and shouldn’t be done.
"Master...but we are all at the Early Period of Foundation Establishment. Will we really be able to fight them?"
Jin’er asked quietly, somewhat uneasy.
Not to mention the Four Elites of Huayue, but other sects also have disciples entering the Grotto Heaven who are in the Middle Period of Foundation Establishment.
And her sisters and she were only in the Early Period of Foundation Establishment...
"Do not underestimate yourselves, and besides, didn’t I give you the Array Plate to cross over? If you encounter any danger, you can escape in time."
Chen Ye said warmly.
Actually.
For the disciples, the Luoxiao Grotto Heaven was a rare opportunity.
This grotto heaven was rich in resources, and the Five Sects of Yan Kingdom had an agreement not to allow Cultivators in the Late Period of Foundation Establishment to enter.
Even Gu Tangyin did not directly break this rule but allowed four Huayue disciples of the Sixth-Layer to participate.
"Don’t worry, Jin’er. Your senior sister will be with you."
Zhiwei held her junior sister’s little hand, speaking gently.
"Senior sister..."
Jin’er gazed steadily at her senior sister’s pristine face, immediately feeling a sense of security.
"Alright, eat quickly, or Qing Jun will finish it all." Chen Ye chuckled.
"Wow! Senior sister, are you not eating? If not, can Qing Jun have it?"
As expected, Qing Jun stretched her sinful chopsticks over.
"Smack!"
Zhiwei’s eyes were quick, and she tapped the back of Qing Jun’s hand with her chopsticks, speaking irritably:
"Eat what’s yours! This was given to me by Master!"
With that, she picked up the rib, eating it in small bites.
"Squeak..."
The little white fox under the table yawned lazily, eating from a separate plate Chen Ye specially prepared for it.
It actually had a little confidence in these three little girls.
After all...
How could those chosen and taken as disciples by this eccentric master be soft and harmless little lambs?
They were clearly three little monsters in sheep’s clothing.
Besides.
When the time comes, it will also go to the Luoxiao Grotto Heaven, and it’s now undergoing Mortal Transformation, so Spirit Treasure Sect’s Spiritual Artifacts can’t discern its roots.
The little white fox comfortably lay at Chen Ye’s feet.
After eating, it planned to take a nap, since Qing Jun would continue to eat; it might as well sleep rather than waste the time!
Suddenly.
"Knock, knock."
Two rhythmic knocks at the door suddenly resounded.
The little white fox’s nose twitched, sensing a poisonous scent, and it instantly woke up, secretly thinking, "Isn’t this that guy from Huayue Mansion..."
"Sorry to disturb you."
"I heard that Junior Martial Uncle Miaofang speaks highly of you. I am Hua Wuyin from Huayue Mansion, and I come to request a drink."
The visitor’s voice was as smooth as jade.
But his actions were far from polite as his words.
Without waiting for a response from those inside the room, he pushed open the door and strode in on his own.
It was one of the Four Elites of Huayue, Hua Wuyin.
Closer inspection revealed this man to be exceedingly handsome, with skin as white as jade and finely chiseled features, playing with a folding fan in his hand, a smile resting on his lips that seemed humble but was actually playful.
Hua Wuyin’s gaze lightly swept around the room.
A white-haired girl eating ravenously, a cold-faced young maiden, and a timid little girl.
Finally, his gaze settled on Chen Ye.
In a moon-white Taoist robe, his brows were clear and relaxed, exuding a calm confidence even while sitting casually.
Just by appearance alone, it was evident that he was no ordinary person.
"Well... to think Yan Kingdom still has such individuals!"
Hua Wuyin mused internally.
Chen Ye’s eyes flickered in concentration; he had seen how arrogant and overbearing this man was downstairs, ready to strike at the slightest disagreement.
It seems that Daoist Miaofang’s earlier actions must have aroused the suspicion of Huayue’s Four Elites.
Chen Ye thought to himself, "These four appear arrogant but are, in fact, sharp and cautious. Even a glance from Daoist Miaofang caught their attention... it seems there may be a fierce battle soon."
This shows that Chen Ye underestimated them.
"Marvelous, truly marvelous."
Hua Wuyin subtly retracted his aura, smiling,
"I sensed a clear and spiritual aura from upstairs while downstairs. Now that I’ve met you all, it is indeed extraordinary. Earlier, the mundane downstairs was an eyesore; meeting you all restores my faith that not all of Hunyuan City is impure."
As he spoke, he casually pulled out a chair and sat down with gentle movements.
"I am Hua Wuyin, may I know the name of this fellow Daoist?"
Chen Ye raised an eyebrow slightly.
This attitude...how different it is from downstairs?
But, one does not hit a smiling face; Chen Ye relaxed his Spiritual Power and said blandly,
"Chen Ye, Instructor of Lingyin Sect."
"So it is Instructor Chen."
Hua Wuyin gently shook the folding fan, his gaze circling Chen Ye’s face as he praised,