When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 11: Driving the tiger away from the mountain
The gaze that made her tremble was fixed on her, as if it wanted to see through her.

But the environment she was in now was too noisy. The apprenticeship ceremony of other people was going on vigorously. There were onlookers and people talking. It was noisy and lively, but no one paid attention to her.

Only her mother was standing with her. She also sensed something was wrong and put away her usual innocent and naive look. She looked coldly and tightly held Zhou Ling's hand. She looked around vigilantly to see where the danger came from.

Suddenly, there was a click! Zhou Ling's scalp was numb, and her mother pulled out the wooden hairpin on her head to block the blow on her forehead.

Someone wants to assassinate her!
The magic collided with the spiritual power, and ultimately the wooden hairpin in my mother's hand was defeated. After blocking the attack, it broke instantly.

Zhou Ling wanted to call for help in fear, but suddenly found herself frozen in place, unable to move, unable to even open her mouth, let alone call for help.

The man in the dark failed to hit him with his first strike, so he attacked again without giving up.

"shield!"

Zhou Ling's mother, Zhou Li, also noticed that her daughter was acting strangely. Although she could still move freely, it was too late to call for help at such a critical moment, so she had to find a way to save herself.

Using magic to connect to nearby plants and summon a vine shield is one of the magics she uses most often in this strange world, and one that is less likely to go wrong.

The person in the dark attacked again, probably using 100% of his strength, just to be on the safe side and to prevent future troubles.

According to past experience, the vine shield summoned by my mother could at least block an attack from a third-level monster. But this time, after another attack from the opponent's spiritual power, the vine shield instantly rolled backwards and disintegrated.

The mother and daughter rolled around in there, feeling dizzy, but fortunately the vine shield was extremely reliable, and it removed the fierce spiritual power at the moment it disintegrated.

"How brave!"

In fact, the people on the high seats realized something was wrong after the man in the dark made his first move, but the man's subsequent move was too fast, and when they wanted to stop him, the sharp spiritual power had already been released.

Fortunately, the girl's mother was also a monk, and she used wooden shields to defend themselves in time, thus saving their lives.

Sect leader Mo Wang slammed the table and stood up. His spiritual sense at the Spirit Transformation Stage swept across the entire place with pressure, instantly locking onto the person who was hiding in the dark and making the move.

Everyone only had time to see clearly that the man was wearing the Taoist robes of the Fengqi Sect, and in that instant, he disappeared.

There was a faint spatial fluctuation in the air. That person had used a teleportation talisman!

"Old Xu! You stay here and the rest of you follow me!"

Mo Wang waved his sleeves and, with his five Nascent Soul disciples, chased in the direction where the breath disappeared.

"Puh." Zhou Ling spat out the small vine stick that accidentally got into his mouth and sat on the ground with his eyes wide open.

Once or twice is enough!
When she tested the sword talisman, she had clearly suppressed it and didn't activate it. Then, when she tested her spiritual roots, the result was not a genius who could make the world famous, but a useless five spiritual roots!

She has become so useless, what else can be done with her?

The person who had been secretly targeting her because of the Hengyue Sword Talisman actually chose to kill her by mistake rather than let her go. In front of so many people, he risked exposing himself and wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

Do you really think she is made of clay?

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Zhou Li held Zhou Ling's little head and kept comforting her.

"I'm not afraid, Mom, I'm just angry." Zhou Ling pouted and suppressed the urge to cry.

She is only seven years old in this world now, but from birth to now, she and her mother have experienced life and death situations no less than twenty times!
Because of my weakness, I can't even fulfill such a common wish as living a good life.

With a thud, the ground beneath his buttocks seemed to tremble. Long Aotian brought a green-robed monk to Zhou Ling's front. Seeing his new disciple about to cry, he was also very angry.

The hope that he had been searching for for two thousand years was finally found, and it had just been confirmed that this little girl was undoubtedly a fellow villager from Blue Star. He treasured her very much, but these blind bastards wanted to kill her again and again!
"Don't be afraid, we have caught them all."

He doesn't know how to coax children, but he thinks he can still comfort his fellow villagers.

He summoned a cup of spiritual tea from somewhere, suspended in mid-air, and brought it to Zhou Ling.

"Come, in front of everyone, serve the apprentice tea."

Zhou Ling didn't know what he was up to. After such a big incident, shouldn't he first try the person? Why did he suddenly calmly ask her to serve him tea?
Although she didn't understand what he meant, Zhou Ling still climbed up from her mother's arms, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, obediently took the cup of tea, knelt down, and offered it to her.

"Master, please have some tea." The childish voice was a little tearful, but mixed with a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

"it is good!"

Long Aotian responded loudly, reached out to take the cup of tea, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"From today on, you, Zhou Ling, are my disciple, Long Aotian! If anyone dares to bully you again, I will kill him for you!"

These two short sentences are full of the aura of a king or a woman. Who in the world can match his protective attitude towards his child?
"Thank you Master!"

When Zhou Ling heard his speech, she was so excited that her face turned red.

What does this mean? This means that the fellow villager is going to make the final decision for her!

In this world of immortal cultivation where people eat each other, the mother and daughter have been working hard for seven years to survive. Now they have finally found a big backer who looks very reliable. How can she not be excited?!

However... there is still one very important thing I haven't asked.

"Um... Master, if I join the sect to cultivate immortality, can I bring my mother with me?"

When this question was asked, everyone was shocked.

Although she is indeed not very old, she is not a baby who still needs to be breastfed. She is about to join the sect to practice Taoism, but she wants to bring her mother with her?
Of course, most of those who were surprised were from outside the sect who were unaware of the inside story.

Only the inner disciples of their Wandao Sect knew that the mother of this child was no simple person. Although she did not look as mature as an adult and her speech was not very fluent, her wood-based magic was extremely pure and invincible, even Uncle Xia, who had only one wood-based spiritual root in the sect, could not compare to her.

Although his spiritual roots have not been tested yet, everyone speculates that he must be a good seedling with top-grade wood spiritual roots, but he is a little old and has never seriously practiced the techniques of cultivating immortals.

If she is willing to join Wandao Sect with her daughter, then the entire sect will naturally welcome her!

"Your mother is also a cultivator. If she is willing, we can test her spiritual roots today and then she can join the sect." Long Aotian nodded slightly. This was exactly what he wanted.

After all, although he had found the fellow villager and accepted him as his apprentice, there was still one problem that gave him a headache, which was how to take care of the child, which was not his strong point.

The little apprentice is only seven years old this year. Although he is pretty, he looks short and small, like a small bean sprout. He is very fragile and still needs someone to take care of him.

If her mother is willing to come along, then he won't have to worry about taking care of the child.

"No... no, my mother doesn't want to join the sect, she just simply wants to be with me."

Zhou Ling waved her hands quickly.

(End of this chapter)