Astral Apostle

Moreover, Perfected Master Windwalker had agreed to stay by the side. This time, this demon would most likely not escape. He was already quite satisfied.

In the past, the ones guarding the array was his useless disciple. No matter how capable his disciple was, in the end, he was termed as a disciple for a reason. If not, how could this demon escape from him time and time again?

Thinking of this, Wei Zifu could not help but glare at his disciple behind him.

Li Qingyang was confused. He did not even say anything, so why was his master unhappy again?

Wei Zifu felt that the matter was settled, so he stood up and cupped his hands, "Then I'll go back and wait for good news."

However, Zhou Jing raised his hand to stop him and smiled, "Daoist Wei, there's no need to treat me as an outsider. We hit it off at first sight. Why don't you come and stay here with me? It will save us the trouble of going back and forth. We can still talk through the night."

Wei Zifu hesitated, "This… I'm afraid I'm disturbing the main family, right?"

"It's fine. The Ye family is warm and hospitable. I'll just go let them know."

Zhou Jing chuckled.

Hearing this, Li Qingyang hurriedly looked at his master and interrupted, "Master, I think it's fine. This way, we can finally eat a few full meals."

"… If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."

Wei Zifu glared at his disciple unkindly.

Then, he cupped his hands at Zhou Jing and said with a blush, "Since you've invited me, I don't dare to disobey. I'll return to the inn to pay for the room and bring my luggage over."

"Alright, I'll instruct the butler to arrange a room for you." Zhou Jing nodded.

Only then did the master and disciple take their leave and follow the servant.

Seeing the two of them leave, Zhou Jing's eyes flickered.

He planned to interfere in this battle between cultivators and come into contact with another "world" that was different from the Green Forest.

Forming a good relationship with an insider like Wei Zifu was equivalent to having an acquaintance in the cultivation world. It would allow him to create the golden name of an "expert". At the same time, it would also be a way for him to step into this "true martial world".

In addition, after he carried out his plan, there might be cultivators who would provoke him in the future. This time, he was coincidentally looped into the matter as an outstander, so he could see how these cultivators fought and accumulate some experience.

Although this would give others other than him a chance to display their skills and let the nobles of Ning Tian Prefecture discover that there were still experts, there were true techniques in the world to begin with. It was impossible for him to be the only one. There would always be other experts that would appear sooner or later.

This time, he might be able to take the opportunity to use it… As long as he revealed that his spells were more advanced and he even had the Natural Dao realm that Wei Zifu had confirmed, his reputation would be even higher.

Zhou Jing thought for a moment before standing up and walking out of the house. He called over another butler and instructed,

"I've seen enough people today, but is there anything else worth looking at? If not, I'll tell the people outside to close the door."

There were too many unrelated people visiting every day. He only took some time to meet the guests. At other times, he still had to meditate and refine pills.

Hearing this, the butler reported, "Just now, the head of the Zhang family arrived. He even brought a female Daoist with him. She handed over a visiting card and wants to pay Perfected One a visit. They're waiting outside the residence. Do you want to see them in person?"

Zhou Jing was stunned and turned to look at the butler in surprise.

"Female Daoist? What does she look like? What's her name?"

"Uh, that person is covered in a light veil, so I can't see her appearance clearly. However, she should be quite beautiful. I think her name is Scholar Iron Heart," the manager replied.

Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows.

Although their names were different, he did not believe in such a coincidence. Either Wei Zifu was not telling the truth, or this Scholar Iron Heart was the Mei Zhanqing he had just mentioned, just that she had changed her name to avoid detection… He was more inclined to the latter.

"Good lord, we've just mentioned her, and this person has already arrived. Speak of the devil!"

Zhou Jing clicked his tongue in wonder. He was about to instruct the butler to invite this group of people in.

At this moment, he paused and suddenly thought of something.

Since Wei Zifu had just left, it was likely he would bump into Scholar Plum Blossom, who was waiting outside…

Aiyo, wasn't this a coincidence!

Fate was truly indescribable.

Without another word, Zhou Jing headed straight for the residence. He did not want to miss this commotion.

...

Wei Zifu walked towards the entrance of the Ye family residence. On the way, he could not help but scold his disciple.

"I told you not to speak. Why are you trying to harm me?"

"But Master, we're indeed about to run out of food."

"Nonsense, do you think you're the only one who knows? I was just being polite and was about to agree. Now that you've said that, it's as if I'm being helped by someone. How embarrassing!"

"… But aren't we just being helped?" Li Qingyang was puzzled.

"Sigh, why did I take in a disciple like you to pass down my mantle? Not only are you not good at spells, but you don't even know how to share your master's worries and solve his problems. You're still blaming me now? My life is bitter." Wei Zifu sighed.

Li Qingyang hurriedly changed the topic clumsily, "Master, why are you so respectful to Perfected Master Windwalker? You're even more polite than you are to our founder."

"Hmph, what do you know? Perfected Master Windwalker's cultivation is rare in this world. His spells are self-contained, and he might even be stronger than our ancestor. The accomplished take precedence. What's wrong with me being respectful?"

Li Qingyang scratched his head, "Since he's so powerful, can I take him as my master?"

Wei Zifu's eyes widened in disbelief as he pointed at himself, "You're asking me? Do you still think of me as your master?"

"Uh, yes, so I'm asking for your opinion."

"Traitor! I have a traitor for a disciple!"

Wei Zifu was so angry that he blustered through his beard. He turned around and left.

The two of them bickered all the way to the Ye family's entrance.