Xiao Baidao's face was full of astonishment.
Clearly, he hadn't expected Feng Xi to know about these things.
After all, very few people mentioned matters concerning the previous generation of personal disciples.
Strictly speaking, the sect had once issued a prohibition, strictly forbidding anyone from discussing this matter.
To think that he had believed Elder Hai to be tight-lipped. In the end, that mouth of his was as loose as the waistband of cotton pants!
He's even less reliable than Old Fifth!
However, Feng Xi's words deeply touched him.
They had indeed been left with lingering fear because the previous generation of personal disciples had been completely wiped out. They were a bit more affectionate and pampering, and a bit less strict toward their current personal disciples.
For example, during the previous Mysterious Mist Forest trial, if it'd been the personal disciples of the past, how could the four Sect Masters possibly have sat there eagerly standing guard to protect them?
If they lived, they lived. If they died, then that's because they lacked the ability!
Perhaps his little disciple was right, protecting them blindly wasn't helping them, but harming them!
After all, they would have to take charge on their own in the future. They couldn't always rely on old fellows like them to escort and protect them.
After thinking for a long time, Xiao Baidao said, "Focus on cultivating first, I'll discuss this with the other three Sect Masters."
Seeing that her master was in low spirits, Feng Xi began performing filial entertainment.
En, stamping talismans.
She originally didn't want to show off, but in order to make her master a little happier, she could only reluctantly flaunt herself a little.
Sure enough, Xiao Baidao threw all that sadness from before to the back of his mind!
The old man's eyes almost popped out!
He could've never imagined that talismans could be drawn like this, even in his wildest dreams!
Feng Xi boldly took out six large sacks, "Master, these are all talismans I stamped. Although they are only Xuan and Earth-rank talismans, they can still sell for several million spirit stones.
Whenever you're short on money, just take them to sell. Once I train Second Senior Brother, we'll have an endless supply of talismans!
In the future, we master and disciple will eat and drink well, living happily like immortals!"
The corners of Xiao Baidao's mouth was about to split all the way to behind his ears!
"Good! Good! Then let Old Second learn quickly. The two of us will just wait to collect the money!"
Pei Zhou, who had spent several days and nights sleeplessly researching stamping, inexplicably felt a little cold. After adding another layer of clothing, he continued stamping.
If Little Junior Sister can succeed, why can't I?!
It must be because I'm not working hard enough!
I stamp! I stamp! I stamp, stamp, stamp!
If I haven't died yet, I will keep stamping!
On this side, Xiao Baidao and his little disciple joyfully imagined the happiness of sitting around and waiting for money to roll in. Then he sent Feng Xi away.
For a moment, the old man didn't know what he was feeling. Amid his happiness and pride, there was still a trace of hidden worry.
He was afraid his little disciple would follow in the footsteps of the previous generation of personal disciples.
He let out a long sigh and sent messages to Baili Muchen and the other two.
He didn't conceal anything and told them Feng Xi's words in full detail, wanting to hear their opinions.
After a long time, the three replied one after another.
Each reply was a sigh.
How could they not know that they had somewhat overcorrected? They were too cautious with these personal disciples, afraid that something might happen to them.
It's also because of this that Baili Muchen had been so lenient toward Shen Zhilan. Every personal disciple was the hope of the sect, especially a disciple with great talent.
But Feng Xi was right. Saplings that didn't experience wind, frost, rain, or snow couldn't grow into towering trees.
It was time to let go.
After the four discussed it, they thought that sending personal disciples to visit the Yan Clan was a good idea that could hit several birds with one stone.
Of course, out of caution, it was impossible to send all of the personal disciples.
In the end, they decided that each sect would send two disciples.
Hunyuan Sect sent Mu Zihuai and Mo Xiuyuan, Wan Jian Sect sent Ling Qianting and Liu Shaobai, Beast-Taming Sect sent Qin Shifeng and Xing Wu, and Xuantian Sect sent Jiang Ji and Feng Xi.
Each sect would also send one elder to accompany them.
Hunyuan Sect sent Elder Gu, who was skilled in formations, Wan Jian Sect sent Elder Jin, who was skilled in swordsmanship, Beast-Taming Sect sent Elder Hong, who was skilled in beast-taming. As for Xuantian Sect, they sent… Elder Hai.
Xiao Baidao thought, don't you like chattering? This time, go chatter to your heart's content in the Yan Clan!
Elder Hai, who had been careless and had information coaxed out of him by Feng Xi once: "..."
Back then, I was the silent Library Pavilion elder. Now, I'm one of the leaders of humanity's first envoy delegation to the Yan Clan.
There's only one reason behind this change: I listened to one too many rainbow farts.
After the matter was settled, Xuantian Sect exploded!
Jun Wen threw a tantrum and rolled around, insisting on going along.
Jing Yan knelt outside Xiao Baidao's courtyard with a gloomy face.
Pei Zhou, with a pale face, stamped talismans on Xiao Baidao's window paper…
We would go wherever Little Junior Sister goes!
You want to abandon us and elope with Eldest Senior Brother?
No way!
Xiao Baidao: "..."
Are all of you fucking rebelling?!
In the end, Xiao Baidao still couldn't win against them and agreed.
The old man gnashed his teeth and said, "If anything happens to you in the Yan Clan, your master will go to the Yan Clan and self-detonate. We master and disciples will die together as a bundle!"
Jun Wen flashed his teeth, "Master, just relax. With Little Junior Sister around, we guarantee that we'll return safe and sound. Maybe we'll even get some good things back from the Yan Clan!
You just have to live well, old man. You'll definitely live even longer than that ten-thousand-year Xuan Tortoise!"
Xiao Baidao kicked him straight out of the courtyard!
You dog!
You actually compared your master to a turtle!
Although he looked furious on the surface, his heart was comforted.
He knew that Jun Wen and the others were afraid that Jiang Ji and Feng Xi would encounter danger in the Yan Clan, which was why they insisted on going along no matter what.
As their master, he was very gratified to see his disciples so united.
As for Xuantian Sect suddenly having three extra candidates, Baili Muchen and the other two naturally had no objections.
After all, the more people in the envoy delegation, the better.
In the end, their disciples weren't willing either and all clamored to go along.
Unfortunately, they weren't as good at making trouble as Jun Wen and the other two, so they were all suppressed.
On Feng Xi's side, she began preparing for the visit to the Yan Clan.
Chili powder, pepper powder, black iron wire, various extremely wicked pills, and three sacks of talismans.
That's right, there were also five hundred thousand newly purchased sheets of blank talisman paper and thirty buckets of talisman ink.
Tremble, Yan Clan!
I, Feng Xi, am coming!