After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

In the hall, only Wen Xianyun was excited. He raised the corners of his mouth, took out a piece of colorless crystal, handed it over with a smile, and coaxed softly, "Come on, little darling, put your hand on the spirit stone."

Chu Chaozhao walked up and put his little hand on it.

Everyone held their breath and stared upwards without blinking.

After a while, Crystal didn't... didn't respond?

Wen Xianyun smiled awkwardly: "Hahahaha, this spirit stone seems to have been dropped by this sect master yesterday. Change it for another one!"

Then he pulled out a bigger, better piece.

Crystal still didn't respond.

"Hahahaha, what a coincidence, this one also fell."

This was repeated dozens of times, but the crystal did not respond.

No spiritual roots? What's going on? How is it possible! How could the baby picked up by Senior Brother be a piece of trash?

Wen Xianyun's smiling face immediately fell.

The smile will not disappear, it will just transfer to someone else's face.

"It doesn't matter. The little girl is pretty. If she doesn't have spiritual roots, then she doesn't have spiritual roots!"

"Yes, yes, there are so many geniuses under Venerable Bai Qing, how can they all be like this~"

"I have no spiritual roots. Although I am useless... ahem, I am just an ordinary mortal, but after all, I am the last disciple of Venerable Bai Qing. It's nothing."

……

The people below were laughing, and although their words were all comforting, they were actually full of sarcasm.

Chu Chaozhao's lips curled slightly. Waste? But her supernatural powers from her previous life are still there.

Suddenly, she was suspended in the air again. Chu Chaozhao looked at the man who was holding him, paying close attention to his expression.

What would he do when he heard that he was a useless person with no spiritual roots?

If they wanted to abandon her just because she had no spiritual roots, should she perform on the spot to prove that she was not a waste?

Then let’s try pinching a human head first. As a dragon cub, she has quite some strength.

Who should we start with?

Chu Chaozhao glanced at the people below, thinking about who to attack first.

The people below suddenly felt a chill down their spines for some unknown reason.

But it was not as she thought. Wen Qingyu's face was still calm. "Whether she has spiritual roots or not, I hope you all remember that Chu Chaozhao is my last disciple. This will never change. The child is still young, so I hope you all will take good care of her."

He spoke only a few words lightly, without even a hint of emotion, but he was intimidating without even getting angry. Everyone stood up and bowed, not daring to make any more sarcastic remarks.

What else could they not understand? It was obvious that Venerable Bai Qing was protecting the little baby. No matter whether he had spiritual roots or not, they could not touch him.

But, who would risk their life to move after eating too much for a little kid without any spiritual roots?

The leader of the Suiqiong Sect lowered his head and pursed his lips in disdain, with pride in his eyes almost overflowing.

It's just a small piece of trash, it poses no threat at all, yet you protect it so much, thinking it's some big treasure.

The other sect leaders and elders obviously didn't take this person seriously, but they didn't know that one day in the future, they would beat their chests and stamp their feet, cursing themselves for being blind and heartless because of this little baby. Of course, this is a story for later.

Here, Wen Xianyun became anxious when he saw that his senior brother was determined to make this little kid with nothing his last disciple.

How could he let a kid who had no spiritual roots and was more fragile than an ordinary mortal be his senior brother's last disciple!

The sect is big, so having one more mouth to feed is no big deal. At most, he can raise her for a hundred years, and then she'll be gone after a hundred years. But for the sake of such a weak little cub, he will never agree to accept any more disciples no matter what he says!

"Brother, you..."

Without waiting for Wen Xianyun to finish speaking, Wen Qingyu glanced over and changed his words 180 degrees.

"Okay, brother, take care."

When I met that look, I shut up so quickly and didn't say another word.

He was just comforting himself in his heart.

Let's just call him the last disciple. The first three were all geniuses, geniuses! Now let's just treat this one as the sect's mascot. It's not completely useless. At least he looks good, woooooo~

Wen Qingyu was afraid that the little cub would be affected by the malicious words from the outside world, so she carried her away without looking back, leaving Wen Xianyun crying there. The elders of Guiyun Sect immediately went over to support him, fearing that he would not be able to breathe and faint.

The main thing is to just get over it, but not let other sects laugh at you!

If he knew what they were thinking, Wen Xianyun, who had been stabbed countless times, would probably have to give them a show of strength on the spot.

As soon as they left the hall, Master Wen Qingyu and his disciples came to the square unhindered. People passing by stopped and bowed to them. Before they had gone far, they were stopped by someone.