Facing the sudden question, Jian Wuxian’s smiling face suddenly became stiff and he deliberately pretended to be angry. “You already learned to ask your teacher for things!”

Zhao Jiuge no longer had the fear he had before, because he had found that in private, his teacher was very kind to them.

“Hehe, Teacher, the smile on your face has betrayed your thoughts.” Zhao Jiuge was not scared because of Jian Wuxian’s serious expression. He knew that since Jian Wuxian had decided to accept a disciple, he must have prepared a gift.

“You stinking brat, it must have been Hongling who spoiled you.” Although Jian Wuxian said this, he actually enjoyed this kind of interaction with his disciples.

Although he was the Head Teacher of the sect, he was still a human and not an immortal yet....