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

Chapter 9: Fellow Villager Stands Up for Her
But what she never expected was that although she said something sarcastic, the girl on the other side seemed to have misheard it!
She actually raised her fingers proudly, wrapped them around the black hair behind her ear, and fiddled with them back and forth in front of her body.

"You're at least sensible." She snorted coldly, her face full of pride.

Zhou Ling was confused, thinking that this person might be a psychopath.

Just at this moment, her mother squeezed out from the crowd behind her, holding a small cloth bag in her hand, and ran towards her with a happy face.

"Ling'er, look, another kind of pastry! It's delicious too!"

"Mom, how did you get here?" Zhou Ling was surprised. He reached out to take the small cloth bag handed to him by his mother and looked behind her.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the fairy sister behind her nod and smile at her.

It was her elder sister who sent her to the Questioning Stage this morning. She should be familiar with my mother.

"Mom? Is this your mother?" Before Zhou Ling's mother could answer, the little girl in yellow spoke first.

Zhou Ling ignored her and took her mother's hand to walk away. She had finally gotten herself into a safe situation, and she didn't want to have any conflict with this spoiled young lady and bring danger again.

"How funny, you are cultivating immortality, but you even brought your mother with you? If you are so reluctant to leave your mother in the mortal world, then what kind of immortality are you cultivating? Just follow your mother home."

The disdainful and frivolous tone, coupled with her sarcastic and provocative expression, made Zhou Ling unable to control his anger, not to mention Zhou Ling's mother who was always straightforward.

"Biteh."

She cursed subconsciously and raised her foot to tear apart the bitch who bullied her daughter.

Zhou Ling was startled and quickly grabbed her mother's sleeve.

Goodness, I almost forgot my mother's fighting ability. My mother is very protective of her, and I am her Achilles' heel. From childhood to adulthood, she has never suffered any loss outside, because my mother can always help her get back on her feet.

But it’s not possible now!

If she impulsively tears the girl in front of her apart today, it would be tantamount to offending the big boss behind this girl. How could she and her mother continue to stay in the Wandao Sect?

Having experienced being fought over by two parties before, she was still full of confidence, thinking that even if she could not stay in the Wandao Sect, she could still choose the two sects that had fought for her before. But now... after testing her spiritual roots, the fact that she was of little aptitude was revealed to everyone, and her confidence collapsed!
At least there is a fellow villager in the Wandao Sect who might be able to take care of her. As for the two sects before, perhaps, they will not want to accept a loser with only five spiritual roots.

So, at least for now, she and her mother cannot act impulsively.

"What did you say?"

The girl in yellow opposite didn't understand what the woman said, but judging from her tone and expression, she didn't feel like she was saying anything nice.

"Bitch, my mother is praising you. She said your eyes are beautiful, like a pool of clear green water, fascinating."

After Zhou Ling grabbed her mother, she quickly stepped forward to stand in front of her, and smiled as she tried to smooth things over with the girl in yellow.

It was a rather forced statement, but since she didn't even notice my previous sarcasm, I was afraid I could get away with it this time...

Sure enough, after the girl opposite was slightly stunned, the corners of her lips suddenly couldn't help but rise.

"You are quite discerning. Many people have praised my eyes for being beautiful. Since you are so sensible, I can forgive you for embarrassing me in public at the Heart-Searching Stage. However... your spiritual root aptitude is ridiculously poor. I am afraid you have no hope of entering the inner sect. Why don't you... bring your mother to be my maid. My great-grandfather said that you can bring maids after entering the sect, but no more than two. It happens that there are only you and your mother. You..."

"Ah! Uncle Long is walking towards me!" The girl screamed suddenly before she finished her words. She covered her face shyly and peeked through her fingers from time to time at the figure in white walking down from the platform.

Zhou Ling also turned his head to take a look. Well, apart from anything else, this fellow's appearance was impeccable. His white robe fluttered in the wind, giving him the air of a cool and elegant exiled immortal.

only……

"Ahhh! Uncle-Master Long is really coming towards me! What I asked Grandfather for before may really be granted! Is Uncle-Master Long going to accept me as his disciple? Ahhh! So excited!"

The little girl in yellow clothes was so excited that she rubbed her hands together and stamped her feet. The goose yellow hair accessories on her head swayed violently with her movements, which was a bit dazzling.

Zhou Ling's heart sank gradually as she looked at those dazzling hair accessories.

This young lady has a great-grandfather in the sect. Maybe this fellow villager of hers was really entrusted by the great-grandfather to accept her as a disciple.

At this time, even the only possible support from the fellow villager is unreliable. If the fellow villager accepts this girl as his disciple, given this girl's temperament, if he and his mother still stay in Wandao Sect, they will be controlled to death by her.

As for the maid...haha, even if she didn't cultivate to be an immortal, she would never let her mother follow her to be someone else's maid!

Sure enough, the fellow villager who walked down from the platform stopped in front of the woman in yellow.

"Are you the descendant of old man Xu?" Long Aotian raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone was cold, and his attitude was not gentle at all.

But just this cold sentence made the girl in yellow almost faint with excitement.

She clenched her little fists and placed them in front of her chest, shaking with excitement. She opened her mouth, but was too excited to make a sound. She could only nod desperately with tears in her eyes.

After all, everyone knows that Uncle Long Aotian is aloof and arrogant. He has been practicing Taoism for three thousand years, and the number of times he has spoken to other female practitioners can be counted on five fingers. Unexpectedly, now... now she has become one of them! How can she not be excited!

But what she didn't expect was that the Uncle Long, whom she admired so much, immediately poured a bucket of cold water on her.

"Apologize to my disciple, or I will cause trouble for your grandfather. I will do what I say."

He emphasized the last few words.

"Wha...what?"

Immersed in the great joy of being accepted as a disciple by Uncle Long, the little girl in yellow clothes was stunned for a long time when she heard his cold threat for the first time.

"Are you deaf?" Long Aotian asked back coldly.

Zhou Ling, who was standing by, felt that it sounded familiar.

My goodness, isn’t this exactly the attitude that the little girl in yellow used when she deliberately provoked her and asked her if she was deaf?
If I'm not mistaken, he was venting his anger!

Zhou Ling felt a sore nose and almost burst into tears on the spot.

As expected, fellow villagers are still reliable!
She had originally thought that if her fellow villager accepted this girl as his disciple, she would have to take her mother away from here and wander around in the extremely dangerous world of cultivating immortals. Unexpectedly, things took such a big turn!

(End of this chapter)